Zhou Ze's words did not make the scabby-headed monk angry, nor did they arouse his suspicion.
Whether Zhuge Liang's empty city stratagem was brilliant or not did not depend on him, but on the person he was trying to confuse. Whether his imagination was good enough.
If Zhuge Liang had sung to a fool at that time..
Fortunately, the scabby-headed monk in front of him was definitely not a fool,
He felt that Zhou Ze's words and that person's attitude..,
It was so fitting.
So smooth..,
So matter-of-factly.
Yes..,
Wasn't this the character of that person!
The face of the scabby-headed monk actually revealed a look of reverence.
Especially his face, which was already "Distinct", coupled with this expression, it was as strange as it could be.
Zhou Ze was surprised because of this,
He was just bluffing,
To put it bluntly..,
It really was like a dead duck being stubborn,
But why did the opponent feel like he was "Enjoying it"?
"Yes, Amitabha. This penniless monk will do his best to try to kill you."
The left half of the monk's body flickered with golden light,
The right half of his body revealed a black luster,
The aura on his body rapidly increased in an extremely terrifying manner.
He was going to be serious,
He had to be serious,
Only by proving that he had the ability to kill the person in front of him,
That existence..,
Would appear..,
Be like last time,
On Buddha with him!
To describe it in a Chuunibyou phrase,
After the scabby-headed monk heard boss Zhou's mocking words, he felt that the small universe in his entire body had begun to burn and boil!
Killing Zhou Ze was the experience that that existence had given him!
"Buzz!"
The scabby-headed monk's figure disappeared from where he stood,
Zhou Ze only saw two dazzling circles of light appear in his line of sight,
Then, he felt his chest being ruthlessly smashed.
"Bang!"
There was no room for him to react at all,
Boss Zhou's entire body was sent flying,
He smashed through the window glass and fell down.
However..,
Before Zhou Ze could land..,
That ball of two-colored light appeared beside him again,
Zhou Ze's neck was fiercely grabbed by a pair of hands,
The speed of his fall increased once again.
"Bang!"
The scabby-headed monk threw Zhou Ze heavily onto the road and lifted him up again. He pressed Zhou Ze's body onto the road and ran forward quickly.
"Bang!"
The mangy-headed monk let go.
It looked like a bowling pose.
Zhou Ze's body continued to slide and roll on the side of the road like a sack, leaving a long ravine on the ground.
When the potential energy was about to be exhausted,
His body bounced a few times on the ground.
He slumped to the ground.
Standing at the side, he could clearly see that the clothes on Zhou Ze's back had been completely torn apart. His skin and flesh had also been cut open by the terrifying friction just now, leaving behind an extremely terrifying wound that was deep to the bone!
The mangy-headed monk did not continue forward.
He stood on the spot, as if he was observing Zhou Ze's reaction.
Logically speaking,
Many brainless TV dramas have been explaining a theme, which is that the villains die because they talk too much.
At this time, regardless of whether the enemy was dead or not, the most correct choice was to deal a killing blow.
However,
The scabby-headed monk did not want to admire Zhou Ze's sorry state.
It was purely because he had to stop and reconcile the two types of energy in his body.
Buddha was used to suppress, but also to hide.
That was because the dark clouds above their heads had yet to completely disperse.
The new power was indeed very powerful, but it was also very unstable. If he was not careful, it would be fine if he went berserk. Being struck by lightning was the most terrifying outcome.
He needed to stop.
Recuperate and control.
It was in this short period of time.
In the eyes of the monk,
Zhou Ze's hands slowly began to tremble.
He wanted to support his body and stand up.
But it was very difficult.
The series of blows just now.
It had already exceeded the limit of what Zhou Ze could resist.
He raised his head with difficulty.
Boss Zhou gritted his teeth.
At this moment.
Actually, he didn't think much.
His only thought was to stand up.
Stand up.
He didn't have any ideas.
He didn't have any beliefs.
It was just that you were beaten to the ground.
It hurts.
He wanted to give the other party a punch too!
"Amitabha!"
The monk pressed his palms together.
It wasn't easy.
He finally resolved the conflict between the two forces in his body.
The golden light and black light on his body dimmed at the same time.
He walked toward Zhou Ze.
He said slowly,
"If you don't come out, This Penniless Monk will really send your watchdog to the afterlife."
Watchdog!
When he heard these three words.
Zhou Ze's eyes widened.
His chest rose and fell.
His hands clenched tightly.
His ten fingers were still bleeding. Blood dripped from the gaps between his fingertips.
The scabby-headed monk walked in front of Zhou Ze.
He faced Zhou Ze's head.
He raised his foot.
"Amitabha!"
Zhou Ze raised his head and looked at the dirty surface of his shoes.
Really.
It was so dirty.
Slowly.
The gaze in Zhou Ze's eyes.
It began to blur.
The red that had originally only appeared at the edge of his eyes began to gradually cover the center.
At the same time, it filled up his eyes at an extremely fast speed.
Previously, in the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, Zhou Ze had devoured Mu Chengen. This power almost made him go crazy. If he hadn't woken up in the end, he might have even eaten Yingying.
Devouring each other was the fastest way to increase one's strength, yet it was also the easiest way for one to 'lose their reason'. Since ancient times until now, there had indeed been a few renowned great zombies, yet all of them didn't receive a good end in the end, and they perished like shooting stars.
The reason was that after devouring and going crazy all the way, the sky could not bear to watch any longer and directly sent down a lightning tribulation to kill them!
This power was only temporarily suppressed. If it was slowly recuperated and digested for a few months, it would not be a big problem.
However.
It had only been less than two days since he had devoured Mu Chengen.
"Roar!"
Calamity.
Curse.
Anger.
All kinds of the most primitive negative emotions began to gather and surge.
The scabby-headed monk was immediately delighted.
He said,
"It's you.
Are you awake? "
At this moment.
The scabby-headed monk actually had a sense of joy that he had finally passed the exam and was about to be rewarded and praised by his parents.
But soon.
He frowned in confusion.
"It's not your aura.
Then this.
What the hell is it? "
"Roar!"
Zhou Ze raised his head.
He let out an angry roar.
The joints in his body began to emit an ear-piercing sound.
"Boom!"
The scabby-headed monk quickly retreated and distanced himself from Zhou Ze. His expression was serious.
Dust rose from the place where Zhou Ze was originally lying. When the dust dissipated, Zhou Ze's figure was revealed.
Zhou Ze bent his back and his hands were naturally placed on both sides of his body.
The wounds on his body.
They were emitting hot white steam.
Especially his back. Because he had been forcefully dragged and rubbed against the ground, the wound was the most terrifying. And now.
He could clearly see the waves of heat rising from Zhou Ze's back.
It was like boiling water.
"It looks like him, but it's not him."
The scabby-headed monk muttered to himself in confusion. Then, he shook his head. "It looked like him before, but it doesn't look like him now."
There didn't seem to be any emotional fluctuations in Zhou Ze's crimson eyes.
He silently lowered his head.
He looked at his bloody hands.
The ten fingernails from before.
At this moment, they were still stabbed in the scabby-headed monk's chest.
He waved his arms twice.
He raised his head and looked at his palm.
He felt that something was missing.
He wasn't used to it.
Zhou Ze's throat let out a trembling sound.
It was as if he was expressing some kind of dissatisfaction.
He raised his left hand.
He opened his mouth.
He stuffed his left hand into his mouth.
"Gulp, gulp, gulp..."
An ear-piercing swallowing sound was heard.
When Zhou Ze took his left hand out of his mouth.
Not a single piece of flesh could be seen on his left palm. Only white bones were left.
Next was his right hand.
Soon.
His right palm had also turned into white bones.
And this boning knife.
It was actually Zhou Ze's own fangs!
There were no fingernails.
But it didn't matter.
Because he had found a new replacement.
His body.
He became more and more stooped.
His arms swayed slowly,
When the fingertips of the white bones touched the ground beneath his feet.
A string of sparks actually appeared.
Zhou Ze slowly raised his head.
His crimson eyes stared at the scabby-headed monk in front of him.
He grinned.
He laughed.
Like a hungry wolf.
He stared at his prey.
In the next moment.
He leaned forward with one foot.
He dragged one foot back.
He kicked hard.
"Bang!"
The scabby-headed monk only felt an incomparably sharp wind blow in front of him.
Then.
It was the pungent and oppressive smell of blood!
"Buddha said..."
"Bang!"
The scabby-headed monk felt dizzy.
He didn't even have time to react.
Zhou Ze's arm grabbed his neck and smashed him to the ground.
Then.
Zhou Ze raised his head.
"Roar!"
At an even faster speed.
He pressed the scabby-headed monk to the ground.
He dragged him forward and began to sprint faster!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!
It was like a bulldozer.
He directly pushed it over!
How did you treat me before?
Now, I'll return it!
No matter when, boss Zhou was not a magnanimous person. Especially those who hurt him badly. If he could take revenge tonight, he would definitely not delay it until tomorrow morning!
After pushing it for a long distance,
The scabby-headed monk's body shone with golden and black light again.
His body instantly became heavy.
His feet pressed down and he stepped on the ground.
At the same time, his arms grabbed at Zhou Ze.
The two of them intertwined their hands.
Zhou Ze's skeletal hands were like sharp scalpels.
They fiercely pierced into the scabby-headed monk's body.
The scabby-headed monk's palms were also condensed with vast Buddhist power. They were crazily eroding Zhou Ze's body.
After a moment of stalemate.
The two of them kicked at the same time.
They kicked each other's bodies.
"Bang!"
The two of them flew in opposite directions at the same time.
But soon.
The two of them turned around again.
They collided with each other again.
It was like two entangled dragons fighting each other.
Mad Dogs.