Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 703 You Are So Cruel (1/2)

Holding his breath and concentrating, Xuankong activated all his senses to the highest level and mobilized all kinds of magical tools just to deal with the monsters in the fog.

Then, a familiar buzzing sound was heard, which surprised Xuan Kong for a moment.

A palm-sized mosquito flew out of the fog, with blood clots the size of grapes hanging on its back.

There were countless mosquitoes. They flew towards Xuankong as soon as they appeared. When they got close, they immediately exploded, turning into balls of blood mist and pounced towards Xuankong.

If you don’t have relevant experience in dealing with them, the first time you encounter these mosquitoes, you will be immediately corroded by the blood mist and then resurrected.

But Xuankong had already forgotten how many mosquitoes he had crushed, and he was already familiar with how to deal with this creature.

Picking up the wine jug, he took a long drink of the liquor, and when he spit it out, a wall of fire appeared. The mosquitoes that flew over were roasted into mummies by the fire and fell like raindrops.

"Xuankong, you are getting more and more skilled in killing monsters now." Ding Jie, who was sitting in the Bodhi, applauded and exclaimed, "The two of us are really amazing. It's faster to kill monsters together."

Ignoring Ding Jie's attempt to take credit for the work, Xuan Kong stared at the mummies on the ground. Soon he saw them turn into mist and melt into the surroundings.

"Something's wrong," he muttered to himself.

"What happened?" Ding Jie asked curiously, "Don't tell me there will be more powerful monsters. You will be dragged back by the monsters to be their mistress and live happily ever after."

"Can you stop being so mean?!"

With an angry shout, Xuankong saw a figure walking out of the fog and walking towards him.

He thought it was another familiar monster this time, but when Xuan Kong saw the other party, he was surprised to find that the other party looked exactly like him.

But unlike his normal self, the "self" in front of him was bleeding from all seven orifices. It was actually himself who had been poisoned by the blood mist. He didn't know why he appeared here.

Just as Xuankong was stunned, he saw the fog around him suddenly disperse, and a large number of huge monsters revealed their true forms from the fog.

Some monsters are towering into the clouds, while others are as short as mice. Some of them have put Xuan Kong in tough battles. Each of them has his own unique secret skills, which made Xuan Kong ponder for a long time.

Just one of them was enough to give Xuankong a headache, but here all the previous powerful enemies were pulled out and stuffed in front of Xuankong.

In addition to these monsters, what surprised Xuankong even more were the people.

A dead person who looks exactly like me.

They either died in the blood mist, or fell into the pit and were pierced to death by spears, or were trapped to death by triggering a mechanism, or were thrown into the valley by monsters and fell to their death...

There were many ways of dying, and all the dead people appeared here, making Xuankong suddenly realize that he had died so many times in the game.

The monsters that surrounded them did not move, but just looked at Xuankong and Bodhi in the middle like paper figures.

The strange silence made Ding Jie feel cold all over. He couldn't help but say, "It's too scary! I would rather they pounce on me directly than be stared at like this. What do they want to do?"

"I don't know." Xuan Kong said in a low voice.

Just as Xuankong was trying to figure out the intentions of these monsters, he saw the fog in the middle part, and a true Buddha stepped out from it and walked towards Xuankong.

The moment he saw the other person, Xuan Kong realized that the other person was definitely not an ordinary character.

Because the opponent has no health bar!
If there is no health bar, it means that the opponent is either an important non-player character or a strange mechanism.

No matter which one it is, the other party's appearance here must be related to the entrance to the eighth floor and is an object that must be interacted with.

Holding the stick, Xuan Kong was about to go up to test the other party's quality when he heard the other party whisper: "Xuan Kong. Since you have seen the future, why don't you bow?"

This slight sound made Xuankong feel dizzy and his knees weak, and he almost fell to his knees.

Just as his knees were about to bend, he suddenly thrust the stick in his hand into the ground and said fiercely: "Where did this evil demon come from? How dare you claim to be the future Buddha! Show your true form and let me take a good look!" "You are stubborn. Xuankong, do you know your mistake?"

"What's wrong with that?"

"Look around. You have killed many monsters, many of whom have wives and children. But if you see them, you will hit them on the head and leave no intact body. And you want to take their essence and discard the dross, throw them into the alchemy furnace to refine them into elixir, and then hold an elixir tasting meeting. You have violated the commandment against killing."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Kong saw a golden hoop flying out from the True Buddha's hand, falling onto his body, and solidifying him inside.

Without the support of the stick, Xuan Kong finally knelt on the ground, but his eyes were still fixed on the real Buddha in front of him. He sneered and said, "It is my duty to eliminate demons and defend the way. I will not accept it."

"Well, it's not enough to refine the elixir. You also have to taste the flavor of each elixir and record it in a book. You have already fallen into the hell of tongues. Do you know your mistake?"

"Hehe, although I tasted the flavor, it was also to taste the medicinal properties and choose the appropriate medicinal materials to facilitate the continued search for the True Buddha. I don't accept this either."

"Then let me ask you again, you flirt with the opposite sex without any discrimination between men and women, do you dare to say that you don't have any thoughts at all?"

"I really don't have that." Xuan Kong said without hesitation, "We don't have that function."

"Eh?" Ding Jie on the Bodhi looked at Xuan Kong in surprise and couldn't help asking, "What does it mean that there is no such function?"

"It means exactly what it says. And don't worry, Ding Jie. I have a clear conscience and always treat you as a brother. You don't have to worry."

"Hmm... Oh, although I appreciate your trust, why do I always feel a little uncomfortable?"

Faced with Xuankong's non-cooperation, Zhenfo also lost his patience.

Pointing his finger, he sneered at Xuan Kong and said, "As expected, you are so stubborn. Let me... quack!"

After a mournful cry, the True Buddha stared at the long stick emerging from his chest, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Then, he turned his head with difficulty, and when he saw the person behind him, he shouted in surprise: "Why is it you! Aren't you at the bottom of the mountain..."

Before he could finish his words, the other party had already swung his long stick and smashed the real Buddha into pieces.

Then, the other party walked out of the fog carrying a stick, and it was another Xuankong.

However, the opponent was wearing golden armor and holding an iron rod that was as powerful as a magic needle. Although his steps were slow, they were full of courage, which made Xuankong frightened.

A true Buddha can be destroyed with just one strike. This Xuankong's strength must have reached its peak.

The fog monsters nearby wanted to move forward, but Xuankong just glanced at them coldly, then swung the iron rod, and the strong wind he created completely destroyed the monsters, leaving no one behind.

He walked slowly to Xuankong, stared at him for a moment, suddenly sneered, raised the iron rod and smashed it towards Xuankong.

At the critical moment, the Bodhi, which had been stationary, started up, and the iron chariot roared towards the "Xuankong", ready to knock it away.

However, "Xuankong" did not move. He just waved his hand casually, and the roaring Bodhi was smashed into pieces by a stick, and Ding Jie inside was ground into powder.

With a hook of his hand, Ding Jie, who had just been resurrected, was pulled into the hand of "Xuankong", and then walked step by step towards the entrance to the eighth floor behind the fog.

On his body, Xuan Kong could only watch everything he had being destroyed and his companions disappearing. Only a small alchemy furnace fell in front of him, as if mocking his incompetence.

Before Xuan Kong could recover from his shock, he saw a line of text in front of him: [The current chapter of "Black Buddha Country Xuan Kong" has ended, and the subsequent version is still under development. You can try the second round. ]

Staring at the line of words, Xuankong finally couldn't hold it in anymore and spat out a mouthful of blood.

White Dragon...

You are so cruel!

(End of this chapter)