The monk Feng Wuyi felt as if he was walking in the stomach of a huge monster. His boots made of calfskin had become bumpy. Feng Wuyi thought it might be able to last for an hour?

His concept of time was a little blurred. He always maintained a warm and humid environment, and the light was always dark red. Apart from his breathing and heartbeat, there were only the crying sounds that did not exist in the real world.

Feng Wuyi and Master Sanzang learned a lot of knowledge related to monks, including many methods that allow people to keep their minds calm, but his Buddhist teachings are not profound enough and cannot completely block external interference.

Feng Wuyi fantasized that he would meet Acharn in a few seconds, or encounter any monster, a rotten sailor, an undead man with only a skeleton left to keep wailing, and even if he was lucky enough to meet those plundered naval soldiers.

Even if they may be resurrected from the dead and become their own enemies, they have to save them with their own hands.

But there is nothing. This is a path of no return without even turning. If Feng Wuyi was a monk, he would not have learned so many Buddhist teachings from Master Sanzang that ordinary monks and players were unwilling to learn. If he was not a naturally optimistic person with a big heart, he would have been driven crazy by this environment.

If you are imprisoned for decades or even longer in this environment, maybe you will choose to corrupt without hesitation?

The monk used the sharp thorns on the finger tiger to leave a mark on the wall. This finger tiger, which specifically enhances lethality, has always been a heart-wrenching problem for Master Sanzang. He felt that this apprentice was good in everything, but in this regard, like other people in the Retribution Team, he always habitually relies on external objects.

This is not the mentality that a monk should have. Master Sanzang prefers to use his own iron palm to solve problems and use his own body to collide with his enemy's soul. He believes that this will allow you to understand the preciousness of life more deeply and truly save the other party.

If he could "persuade" the enemy to surrender without blood, of course, it would be better. Master Sanzang once personally demonstrated that he broke a 75% bone on a green skin, but the green skin was indeed a tough guy. In the end, Master Sanzang failed and could not bear it. Feng Wuyi, who could not bear to see, gave the other party a pleasure.

Feng Wuyi has repeatedly wanted to list dozens of infectious diseases that are transmitted through skin or blood contact to advise his master to be kind, but he has learned to "be careful in words" under the other party's iron fist.

Later, as Feng Wuyi's level increased, he finally understood his teacher's confidence, reflex dodge, fighting qi attack, and invincible all diseases. Hunyuan body, Vajra body, and Vajra soul made the monk turn himself from a human to a human-shaped mecha. They temper themselves bit by bit, and eventually became a perfect human without weaknesses.

Feng Wuyi has been walking along the way, constantly experiencing the skills that he has learned but has not yet learned, and feeling the vigorous vitality in his body. This capital has allowed him to still have the confidence to fight with him even if he explores the chaos so deeply.

He could not imagine how terrifying the terrifying guys who learned the infiltration power, ethereal body, and even extraordinary saints in the later stage of the road to the monk. Even if he fought with the head one-on-one, he would not be vain at that time, right?

"Feng Wuyi!" The monk suddenly shivered. He had just felt a little disrespectful to Xu Yichen, and the sound of his head could be heard in his ears.

Is it really so effective? Our political commissar of New China has popularized telepathy?

Feng Wuyi froze in place and kept sneaking around. Is this a new trick of chaos? Well, I will never admit that this move is not only effective, but also very creative!

"Feng Wuyi! Look up!" The monk subconsciously raised his head and looked online. There was still bloody color there, and the flesh and blood structure like a stomach wall made it look full of wrinkles.

Then, an arm extends outward behind the stomach wall, squeezing the film of flesh and blood from the inside to the outside, becoming more and more transparent.

Is this finally going to kill monsters? The monk is ready for battle, as if he is relieved: "Come on, you monster, I'm ready!"

"Damn it, please help me!" The voice belonging to Xu Yichen made the monk's brain trance for a moment.

In another space that does not belong to the present world, the corrupt hunter's broken body finally could not continue to bear the depressed sound from Tsengqi, and even the chaotic will that occupied his body gave up this body that was about to collapse.

This also gave him the opportunity to win back his free will before he died completely. Even if it was only a few seconds, he felt it was worth it, because at the last moment of his life, he successfully destroyed the conspiracy of the Chaos Demon again!

"There is nothing here. This is just a false space imagined by Tseki. Leave this, the demon hunter!" The corrupt hunter who was about to die took back his voice: "My name is... Forget it, let's do it, goodbye forever."

The demon hunter, who was ashamed to mention his name, cleanly inserted a finger into his eye socket, smashing his brain tissue. Judging from his proficiency in his movements, he must have planned countless times in his mind from what angle to start and how to proceed with the subsequent steps to end his life in the fastest time.

Xu Yichen decided to believe him. After leaving here, he stretched out his hand to the mirror-like space fragments and reached towards the big bald head.

"Don't be so anxious, we will meet again in the future. I have time to play this game with you. For your safety, I will keep the little secret between us, and I hope you will be too." Tsengchi's voice appeared from the dead demon hunter. He did not make any further moves, and just let Xu Yichen pull himself closer to the fragments of space bit by bit.

Until Xu Yichen's figure completely disappeared, the corrupt hunter's body completely collapsed into a pile of useless protein garbage. The genius sighed helplessly: "You idiots, you will never know what you missed."

Feng Wuyi finally stretched out his hand and grabbed the bloody palm, pulling the figure that was almost invisible to the human form out of the "ceiling", then watched him quickly stop bleeding in less than a minute, repair his muscles, break bones and reborn, and finally grow skin.

That's right, the man in front of him was the leader of the Retribution Team, Xu Yichen. The monk who witnessed the whole process quietly forgot the bold words he had just made. His leader was becoming less and less like a human being, and he was a little panicked.
Chapter completed!