Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 323: Soul search

After saying one sentence, Yuan Ming's body suddenly lifted off the ground, and was sucked into Yi Yang's hand by a strong suction force. Before he could struggle, his neck was firmly pinched by this god, Yuan Ming His two feet hung in the air and stared at the air.

"Speak! Where is Yuan Chang?" Yi Yang pinched Yuan Ming's neck, stared into the eyes of the fat monk, and continued: "If you don't tell me now, I will torture you after you die. Soul. Monk, are you ready to give up this skin?"

At this time, Yuan Ming's face had turned black and purple, his tongue was sticking out, and he was about to die. At this moment, a figure appeared in front of Yi Yang, and before God could react, he snatched Yuan Ming's body from his hand. Then he threw it into Gui Bugui's hand. If this person took a step forward, the monk would have already swallowed his breath.

"Wu Mian! Do you still want to hurt me?" After seeing who was robbing Yuan Ming, Yi Yang continued with a gloomy face: "Now I don't ask for anything else to open up the world, except for Yuan Ming. Chang avenged Gu Yuanqiu. After Yuan Chang's body and spirit were destroyed, I returned to the heaven and never descended to earth. The grievances between you and me are also written off..."

"When did I only have grievances with gods? You are gods above, how dare a mortal like me have grievances with gods?" Wu Mian sneered and glanced at Yi Yang, whose face was getting worse and worse, and paused. After a while, he continued: "If you want to go back to the sky, go back now. I'm afraid you won't be able to go back if it's too late."

"Then I want to see why you keep me. I have seen through your tricks..." After saying a word, Yi Yang suddenly sprayed a cloud of blood at Wu Mian. Without dispersing, the **** only took a step forward through the blood fog. In an instant, his entire body turned blood red. Seeing that Yi Yang was still keeping his back, Wu Mian frowned slightly.

"Originally, this was a trump card for the gods to compete with them for the throne after they descended to earth. I didn't expect it to be used on you in the end. You died under my **** body, and you can be considered dead." After finishing a sentence, Yi Yang He violently swung towards Wu Mian, who had just shown the greedy wolf, and the white-haired man spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and his body was knocked into the air.

Before Wu Mian could react, Yi Yang's body flashed and jumped into the air, reaching out and grabbing the dragon-shaped magic weapon in the arms of the white-haired man. After that, a red light appeared in the air, and with a loud noise, Wu Mian's body straightened and flew towards the outside of the temple.

Before Wu Mian was sent flying, he was already in midair. Originally, this old guy wanted to meet him, but after returning to see that Yi Yang had changed into a divine body, he was no longer able to deal with him. Thinking of saving Wu Mian first, delaying the time to let the white-haired man take the opportunity to attack with Emperor Beng. Unexpectedly, Di Beng was already in Yi Yang's hands, Wu Mian's life and death were uncertain, and his current position was embarrassed.

"Return or not, do you also want to kill the gods?" After Di Beng was in his hands, Yi Yang had no more taboos. Immediately after he gave a wicked laugh, he aimed the position of the dragon's mouth on the old guy's head. Then he continued: "Is there anything else to say? If you don't, I will use you to pay homage to those gods."

"Yes! I have something to say..." Gui Bugui stared at the dark dragon's mouth, and hurriedly continued to speak loudly: "Yuan Ming will be handed over to the gods! Silly boy, send Monk Yuan Ming to him. Come here..."

"You're scared of shit, old guy! Isn't it just death? I'm ready to die with you. You go first, I'll put wax sticks through your heart. What god, if you bring seeds, you will die right now. Kill this old guy. Slow down, I scold your ancestors..." While speaking, Bai Wuqiu had already pulled out the butter candle from a copper wax stick, and the pointed end of the wax stick was pointed at his own. The heart, just waiting for the other side to return and die, he committed suicide with a wax skewer here.

However, there is only one Yuan Chang in Yi Yang's eyes, and he doesn't want to provoke another Bai Wuqiu at this time, and the backstage of the ginseng doll is not easy to provoke. How to say that is also a god, for the sake of a return, if you accidentally fall short, it will not be worth the loss. Immediately, Yi Yang sneered at Gui Bugui and said, "Put your head on your own neck for now, and roll with these two monsters..."

After saying these words, I was relieved to return, and when I fell to the ground, I hurriedly left Fengxia Temple with two unwilling monsters, and ran towards the direction where Wu Mian landed. If this The white-haired man's life is big, and he can still save his life.

At this time, the people and officers and soldiers of Fengxia Temple had long since dispersed. Because the scene was too chaotic, when these people fled, several people were trampled to death. Only two or three of Yuanming's loyal disciples stayed where they were. They didn't want to save their master. Now they can only wait for Yuanming to collect the body later.

"Are you still not saying anything? Yuanming, then I can only talk to your soul." While speaking, Yi Yang slowly landed and stood in the body of Yuanming, who didn't even have the courage to escape. forward. After going up and down a lot of this monk, he reached out and picked up the wax skewer that Bai Wuqiu was still on the ground just now. He pressed the tip of the needle against Yuan Ming's heart, and then continued: "Think about my question, and let the soul answer it later..."

Before he finished speaking, Yi Yang's hand gently moved forward. Yuan Ming only felt his heart froze. As the wax skewer was pulled out of his heart, the monk felt a little pain, and as he returned There was a constant flow of slightly hot liquid. The monk fell to the ground weakly, still twitching. The scene in front of him began to blur little by little...

After a while, Yuan Ming felt himself floating out of his body. He can already see another self lying on the ground...

"Now you can answer my question." A cold voice sounded from behind him. Then, Yuan Ming's 'body' turned around involuntarily and saw the man who had just killed him. God only. At this time, the monk's mind was blank, and there seemed to be a voice in his heart that kept saying to himself: hurry up... I'm a soul, I can't hide it any longer, and there's really nothing left in the soul...

Looking at Yuan Ming's obsession, Yi Yang said again: "Where is Yuan Chang now..."

"I... don't know, we haven't seen each other for several years, I don't know where he is." Yuan Ming replied in a daze, then continued: "Originally I thought Wu Mian and Gui Guigui knew about him. ...and want to ask them..."

Yi Yang frowned. He couldn't imagine that this fat monk really didn't know Yuan Chang's whereabouts. However, Shen Zhi still didn't give up, and continued to say: "Since the soul is so hard-mouthed, then your soul will fly away and turn into nothingness..."

When the **** only spoke, his hand suddenly exerted strength, and then the monk's soul began to tremble. Immediately after Yuan Ming arrived, he was dizzy for a while, and he couldn't see anything, as if he had turned into smoke.

Just when Yuan Ming thought that his soul had turned into nothingness, a crisp sound suddenly came from his ear. Then his eyes lit up, and he was surrounded by the pilgrims who had offered incense just now and the ritual officials sent by the emperor.

"Master Yuanming, are you alright? You suddenly stopped moving just now, and you startled us." Li Guan frowned and glanced up and down at the monk, then continued: "Master, if you are tired, please come here. Take a rest. The Buddha's birthday is left to other Zen masters to do..."

While the ceremonial officer was speaking, Yuanming saw Wu Mian standing behind him and a few people who were returning home. Look around, where are there any traces of fighting? At the moment, Yuan Ming immediately understood what was going on, and after a wry smile, he said to the ritual official: "Sir, I just met Buddha in a trance..."

"How did the Buddha tell you?" Gui Bugui came over with a smile, looked at the monk and continued: "Did he miss your senior brother Yuanchang? I'm looking for Master to inquire about his whereabouts? "