v3 Chapter 73： mechanical corrosion

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Su Changxing held the revolver and shot at his mechanical body one after another, blasting it into four or five pieces of different sizes, and the gears were scattered all over the place.

Only at this time did he breathe a sigh of relief, feeling that the vitality of the old monk began to drain rapidly.

Before this, he really didn't dare to breathe a sigh of relief. If there was any mistake, the result would be completely different.

In fact, no matter how cautious the old monk was, Su Changxing would not be his opponent.

But who would have thought that the plague could corrode even the body of a machine?

Su Changxing spat out another mouthful of blood. Listening to the continuous Buddhist scriptures in his ears, he felt something was wrong, and covered his mouth, as if something was about to be spit out.

A bloody, rusty gear appeared in his hand.

Panting heavily, he looked at the thing in his hand, "What is this?"

Why did this thing spit out from his mouth? It looked very similar to the gears in the old monk's body, but it was rusted.

Holding the revolver, he walked towards the head of the old monk. After walking a few steps, he found that his hands and feet became slow, as if they were rusty, and there were creaking sounds between his movements.

Sudden.

He saw a strange smile on the old monk's face, his heart sank, and despite the awkward feeling of joint friction, he continued to walk forward, holding the revolver, and pointed at the old monk's head, "You are still arrogant!"

Boom~

With the passing of vitality, the old monk's defense power dropped a lot. This bullet completely penetrated his head and left a big hole.

There are still gears in the big hole, and there is still a little blood overflowing, and a small group of flesh and blood that is constantly wriggling, like brains.

Amazingly.

With the continuous wriggling, the brain flower made a strange sound, the frequency and rhythm were exactly the same as the sound of the old monk chanting Buddhist scriptures just now.

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Su Changxing knew that this might be the old monk's real body, so he immediately raised his gun and fired at it again. With the burst of sparks, the mass of flesh and blood was completely shattered.

The old monk still didn't die, but his vitality became weaker, and the Buddhist scriptures he chanted were still ringing in his ears, even though his entire head had been smashed to pieces by Su Changxing.

"The ghost is lingering, die for me!"

Su Changxing felt extremely agitated listening to the Buddhist scriptures, and fired several shots at the mechanical body on the ground.

But the voice of chanting Buddhist scriptures still did not disappear, echoing in his ears, the voice was not too loud, just enough to be heard, like a raving in a dream.

Su Changxing gritted his teeth, realizing that he was flustered for some reason, so he pointed the muzzle of the gun at his thigh and pulled the trigger. With the blood spurting, the severe pain finally calmed him down a bit.

He looked further into the distance, and saw flames swaying in the darkness, and a large number of monks ran down from Que Mountain, following the location of the gunshots, and surrounded him.

Can't stay any longer, must leave.

Regardless of whether the old monk is dead or not, he has to go, otherwise the situation will be more complicated when those monks surround him.

This place is not far from Queshan Temple, and Queshan Temple may hide a fourth-order Extraordinary.

He has to be careful.

Su Changxing bent down to pick up the Buddhist beads and the rag bag on the old monk's body, then limped back.

The more you run.

On him, the sound of mechanical parts colliding with each other became more obvious, and the speed also slowed down a lot.

He was sure there were gears turning in his flesh, but he didn't know in what form.

I still underestimated this group of fifth-order Extraordinary, even if I win, I still have to bite off a piece of flesh from his body.

Su Changxing noticed that some of the abilities could not be used, such as the flickering white feathers, blurring, lightning, etc., and the ability to escape and escape could not be used. Instead, the bell brought back from the place of the Buddha could still be used.

Those monks were not weak, and soon found the dead abbot and Su Changxing who was limping away, and chased them here.

Su Changxing took out a white cane from his pocket Galaxy, and his moving speed instantly became much faster. This is also a mysterious item obtained from the Land of Buddha.

He originally thought that it would not be of much use, but he did not expect that it would come in handy at this time.

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Su Changxing ran forward, the sound of gears colliding and the sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures kept echoing in his ears. Gradually, half of his body fell into a state of rigidity, as if the machinery was rusted and it was difficult to move.

In this way, his speed became slower and slower, and soon a monk with a stick chased after him, shouting: "He is here!"

Su Changxing held the gun, pulled the trigger with his backhand, and shot him cleanly.

From the time the bullet was fired until it pierced through the monk's head, there was no sound.

However, the shout from the monk revealed his position.

Immediately afterwards.

There were more monks surrounding him, and an arrow shot past his ear and hit the ground.

A ray of Buddha light penetrated his body from a distance.

Immediately, he felt his body getting heavier and his speed getting slower and slower, and finally stopped altogether.

A golden wooden stick was shot from the darkness, piercing through his chest and heart, spurting out a large amount of blood.

Su Changxing held the wooden stick on his chest with both hands, and kept his body motionless. Looking at the monks, he spit out another mouthful of blood, and showed a cold smile: "If you are not afraid of death, come here!"

certainly.

There is no monk here who is afraid of him, rushing over one by one, holding various weapons, sticks, swords, and muskets.

Soon, Su Changxing's body was dismembered, with blood and limbs all over the floor.

"It's not him!"

"He's still on the run!"

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At this moment, the limbs on the ground exploded, and the flesh and blood turned into powder, splashing everywhere, on the ground, on the grass, on the trees, on their faces, hands, and feet.

"Damn it!"

They immediately chased after him, and the abbot died at the foot of the mountain, so they must not let the murderer go.

This is no longer a matter of the back and face, but of being ridden on the head and shit.

Everyone's face was full of anger and humiliation, the man seemed to be playing with them, in such a despicable way.

now.

Holding a walking stick, Su Changxing limped along the main road, and his speed was indeed getting slower and slower. There was something that looked like a gear at the wound on his foot.

His body was corrupted by an unknown thing, even after such a long time, the voice of chanting scriptures still remained in his ears.

The sound made him unbearably irritated, he wanted to tear his body apart, and found the source of the sound.

[Mechanical Corruption: Your body is corrupted by an inexplicable force...]

"Old bald donkey, you know how to play with these dirty things. It's no wonder your Buddha nature is not pure."

Su Changxing couldn't help cursing.

at the same time.

He still proceeded methodically to the place where he left, which was the only way he could go.

Sitting with one hand.

With the pure Buddha light, a huge ancient Buddha appeared behind him, with eight heads and thirty-six arms, turning around and staring at the monks who followed.