The Black Buddha threw Yi Qianmo aside and ignored him. With the power of the two prohibitions, Yi Qianmo could not break his restriction.

The reason why Yi Qianmo here did not immediately trigger the Jianmao to counterattack was because even if he used Jianmao, he was not sure that he would hurt the Black Buddha at all.

If you are not sure to kill the opponent, once you expose all your strength, it means you will have no cards to play!

"I only have one chance!"

Yi Qianmo was shaking all over, and his teeth were chewing.

But he didn't snort, he wanted to let Hei Buddha relax his vigilance. If this blow failed, he would be dead.

One hour...two hours...three hours...

Hei Buddha opened his eyes on the way and saw Yi Qianmo's face and trembling all over. He was a little surprised. He was so surprised that he was as old as Yi Qianmo.

You should know that those who persisted for ten days, but those who persisted in the roaring were rarely silent like Yi Qianmo, but they did not persist for three hours without saying a word.

"I see how long you can hold on!"

Speaking of this, Black Buddha took off his upper body's clothes, and the wound on his chest still had not recovered. In addition, the injury to his lower abdomen was even more serious than before, "This bitch!"

The black Buddha cursed loudly.

In the pain, Yi Qianmo secretly glanced at it and found that the two injuries of the Black Buddha were very similar, and the flesh had begun to rot and continued to spread around.

If this continues, the Black Buddha will die sooner or later. The wound is obviously dirty, and even spiritual power cannot drive away the filth in the wound.

Then, Black Buddha took out the jar, and another group of Yama corpse worms appeared. These corpse worms fell into the wounds on his chest and lower abdomen, and began to chew on the carrion.

Yi Qianmo saw the power of the Yama corpse worm for the first time. When these corpse worms chewed on the carrion on the wound, they immediately spit out new meat. The black Buddha's wound began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But he soon discovered that the corpse worms that had eaten away the carrion meat quickly fell off the wound, turned into dust, and died.

Before the wound was completely recovered, Hei Buddha put away the Yama corpse worm with distress, then sat cross-legged, took out his sword and removed the rotten flesh inch by inch.

However, after the remaining carrion was removed, new meat appeared, but the new meat immediately began to corrode.

But the speed is very slower than before.

Yi Qianmo was stunned when he saw this. If he hadn't been afraid of angering Hei Buddha, he would have clapped his hands and praised him.

"Do you know, what kind of injury is this?"

The Black Buddha suddenly asked.

Yi Qianmo didn't say anything and didn't need to pretend, because he was really in pain now, just too lazy to pay attention to the Black Buddha.

"What pierces my chest is called Tuqiongdao!"

Black Buddha said, "That's right, it's the dagger in the hand of the Lord of the Judgment. Once the wound is stabbed, the flesh will rot. If it is not treated in time, it will spread and eventually turn into a pile of pus!"

Yi Qianmo was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the dagger in the hand of the Lord of the Judgment had such ability.

"This damn bitch doesn't want to kill me directly because he is with my master!"

Black Buddha said, "I killed his most important person, so he wanted me to live a life worse than death. But for so many years, he has never found me!"

Yi Qianmo almost exclaimed, but unexpectedly, the famous Master of the Judgment Academy actually left the same school as Master Hei Buddha. Isn't that saying that the Master of the Judgment Academy was also a monk before?

"So, it's not that he doesn't want to save you, but that he just doesn't want me to die so soon because of saving you!"

Black Buddha sneered, "This time he probably wanted to make my injury worse, but he didn't expect that I had learned to wear the Netherworld Corpse Clothing, which could escape the golden cicada. That's something that the old thing wouldn't want to pass on to me even if he died!"

Yi Qianmo suddenly remembered the black fog that had previously enveloped him and the Lord of the Judgment.

"When you tell your secret, I will lend you your strength to the pain he exerted to me, and give it back to him ten times!"

Black Buddha said with a smile.

Yi Qianmo's face changed. It was obvious that he wanted the Yama corpse worm to swallow his flesh and blood, and finally use his body to assassinate the Lord of the Judgment.

In his capacity, the Lord of the Judgment would never be prepared. After all, he was so weak, and he was now trembling in the Dan League.

How could he take the initiative to assassinate him if he avoided the Lord of the Judgment?

"Don't resent me, it's just for the best use of things." Black Buddha said, wrapping his wounds and putting on his clothes again.

Then, black mist began to emerge around him, and the mist quickly condensed into extremely viscous water droplets. These water droplets wrapped around his body and penetrated into his body again.

When the mist penetrates out again, a trace of impurities is brought out and evaporated into the air.

As he sucked and spitted, his lower abdomen suddenly shook, followed by a ray of light, and a baby with black light all over his body was suspended above his head.

The baby looked very evil, with eyes like the Black Buddha, and his eyes emitted bloody light, which made people shivered involuntarily.

"Ninth Soul!"

This was the first time Yi Qianmo saw the Nascent Soul, but he didn't expect that this Nascent Soul was so weird.

You should know that although monks practice Taoism, they go against the will of heaven, but they gain a glimmer of vitality under the cycle of reincarnation of the heavenly way, and focus on understanding the mind and seeing the nature and returning to the essence.

After the monk condenses the golden elixir, he can understand his mind and see his nature, and the Nascent Soul is the manifestation of the essence of a monk.

The purer the Nascent Soul, the more transparent the state of mind, so the Nascent Soul has various colors, but basically they are pure colors.

Even the Nascent Soul Cultivator cultivated by the Demonic Cultivator is not completely black, but black is mixed with some other colors.

But Yi Qianmo is very eye-opening, and the pure black Nascent Soul exudes evil aura, which is also extremely unique.

But even with Yi Qianmo's good mood, he felt disgusted and had no sense of joy when he saw this Nascent Soul.

It is very dangerous for the Nascent Soul to leave the body. Unless you become a tribulation and become an immortal, no monk will show his Nascent Soul in front of others.

The Nascent Soul is also the second life of a monk. Only when he reaches the Nascent Soul stage and his physical body is destroyed can he take over his body and be reborn.

Many monks in the Nascent Soul stage will abandon their physical bodies and escape with Nascent Soul, so as to find a suitable body.

Although it is extremely harmful to cultivation, it can at least survive.

When he saw the black Yuanying appear, Yi Qianmo knew that his chance had come.
Chapter completed!