"Chichi."

The headless monk was shining by the Buddha's light and his body made a chirping sound, burning.

Under the shocked gaze of everyone, the headless monk was burned into a ball of black ash, leaving only a crystal clear stone, floating one meter above the ground.

The stone, the size of a finger, was extremely irregular, wrapped in golden and black aerosols, releasing circles of energy ripples, and constantly melting the red snow falling from the sky.

The headless monk's blood knife fell to the ground and was inserted into the red sand.

Lin Ke stopped chanting the "Clean Mantra", and the golden Buddha light converged back into his body, staring at the irregular stone floating in the air. The stone contained mysterious power, which completely attracted his attention.

"What is this?" Lin Ke murmured to himself.

Feng Xiaoqian was happy when she saw Lin Ke safe and was happy. She quickly wiped away the tears from her face and said, "It should be a relics."

Lin Ke saw relevant records of relics in the book, and was reminded by Feng Xiaoqian, and suddenly he showed a sudden look.

There is a great possibility that it is a relics.

Legend has it that only the body of Buddhist monks can condense relics, which are generally nurtured in bones, and some are located in the brain, heart, and dantian.

Suddenly, Feng Xiaoqian shook his head gently and said, "Something is wrong. As far as I know, the relics are the most pure and good Buddhist treasures, holy and flawless, and are not stained with dust. But why is this stone wrapped in black aerosols, which makes people feel very disgusted?"

"It's resentment."

Lin Ke said again: "I used the Yin-Yang Soul-Suppressing Seal to penetrate into the headless monk's body, but could not suppress it, which means that it has no soul. The reason why it dies but does not rot is that it turns into a bloodthirsty corpse, which is probably caused by this resentment."

"A resentment can make a Buddhist monk turn into a monster after his death?"

Feng Xiaoqian felt it was strange. The corpse of a Buddhist monk must contain holy Buddha power and should not be invaded by all evil.

Lin Ke had a serious face and said, "Maybe there are other reasons. This dark red desert is not a good place."

In the dark red desert, there is red snow, which is particularly cold and cold. Only the oasis in the distance is not affected. Under the cover of Buddha's light, it looks like a fairyland from afar.

The headless corpses who were besieging the Tianzhou in the Star Domain all had a wisp of black air flying out of their bodies, dissipating in the air. Then, they all fell to the ground and turned into cold dead bodies.

They all died under the sword of the headless monk, and were stained with a hint of resentment, which was urging their bodies.

The headless monk was killed by the Buddha's light, and his resentment disappeared.

If resentment loses control of resentment, it will naturally dissipate.

The black resentment was gradually purified and completely dissipated by the Buddha light emitted by the relics. The relics became pure and flawless, and were flashing with layers of Buddha light, like a sacred golden lamp, shining everywhere.?

If you close your eyes and listen carefully, you can still hear subtle Buddhist voices coming from the relics.

Feng Xiaoqian said: "The combat power of that headless monk is comparable to that of a warrior in the realm of realm. If he is alive, he is at least a monk in the realm of the earth's gods and immortals. The relics he left behind will definitely be of infinite use. Brother Lin Ke, please put them away quickly. After you go back, find the usage of the relics, which will definitely be of great help to your future practice."

At this time.

Luo Qian, who was lying in the desert, covered the wound on his waist with both hands and screamed: "I'm almost dead... Save me... Cough cough..."

A large mouthful of blood was coughing out of his mouth.

Lin Ke and Feng Xiaoqian rushed over, and they mobilized their vitality at the same time and penetrated into his body to help him heal his injuries.

"It's useless, you don't need to consume energy for me... for me, a dying person... I was hurt too much, and I will definitely die." Luo Qian's body was soft and he was as angry as a slept in the spring. He also said: "Unless... unless... I swallow the relics, I may be able to prolong my life."

Feng Xiaoqian noticed something, frowned slightly, and stopped pouring his vitality into Luo Qian's body.

Luo Qian screamed again, his body twitched violently, and said, "No...No... Second Miss, return to Taiweixing Domain, remember to help me take care of my grandmother who is over 200 years old, and tell her... Qian'er is unfilial..."

Xu Dayu got up from the ground, and the wound on his chest had stopped bleeding.

Seeing Luo Qian's miserable appearance, he showed a sad look in his eyes and hurriedly said, "Brother Ke'er will give him the relics. It may not be certain that he can save his life."

Feng Xiaoqian snorted lightly and said, "Don't be deceived by him! He had taken the real-person pill level healing pill not long ago, and a lot of medicine remains in his body. Although the injuries on his body were severe, they could not kill him."

"Miss Second, I am really dying... Only by swallowing the relics can I prolong my life..." Luo Qian said.

Feng Xiaoqian's right hand grabbed the void with five fingers.

The blood knife inserted on the ground flew into her hands. Even if she did not use her vitality to activate it, the blade emitted a faint layer of blood.

"Your grandmother is a god of earth, so where do you need my care? If you continue to pretend to be dead, I will use this blood knife to re-cut the wound on your waist and carefully check it out."

Luo Qian was startled, bent his legs and glared forward suddenly. His body suddenly looked like a loach, swimming more than ten feet away in the desert.

Where is it like a dying person?

Luo Qian climbed up from the ground and said with lingering fear: "Miss Second, you are too cruel. I am really seriously injured. Shariputra may be able to help me heal my injuries."

Feng Xiaoqian said: "The headless monk was killed by Brother Lin Ke. The relics should belong to him, so no one can get involved."

"I will also have my own share when I kill the headless monk." Luo Qian said.

Feng Xiaoqian said: "If it weren't for Brother Lin Ke, you would have died under the sword of the headless monk."

Luo Qian looked up at the sky, sighed, and said, "There is brother Lin Ke on the left and the other one on the right. How can I compete with him? I think Luo Qian is the number one master of the Holy Sect in the Ala Ming Mountain Realm. If I force myself, who can rob me? Unfortunately, I am a gentleman with kindness and reasoning... Don't leave, listen to me first..."

Lin Ke, Feng Xiaoqian, and Xu Dayu ignored him and walked towards the location of the relics.

Lin Ke communicated with the Flame Bird and confirmed that it was a relic. Then he poked out his right hand and grabbed it with one hand.

Even through the bronze boxing gloves, Lin Ke could feel the cold breath emitted by the relics.

"Huh!"

Lin Ke was surprised to find that the relics in his hand melted into liquid form, passed through the gaps in the bronze gloves, and quickly drilled into the flesh and blood.

He quickly took off his fist gloves, but it was too late.

After the relics were integrated into his palm, the five fingers immediately became golden.

Feng Xiaoqian and Xu Dayu were both surprised and incredible.

In the distance, Luo Qian was stunned and said to himself: "Aren't the relics used for eating?"

"What's going on? Why did the relics merge into the body when they touched them?" Lin Ke's heart was a little panicked, and he quickly asked the flame bird in his heart.

The Fire Crow Bird said: "In theory, the relics are extremely hard. Even if they are top four-star instruments, they will not hurt a single minute. Maybe you are really a ten-year-old golden boy, so the relics will automatically integrate into your body."

Lin Ke naturally didn't believe in the explanation of the Flame Bird, but he couldn't figure out the reason.

After the relics merged into his body, the palm of his right hand turned golden, and his skin was as hard as iron. Xu Dayu used the Hell Warhammer to knock on his hand, making a metal sound of "bang bang".

Xu Dayu licked his lips and said, "Fortunately it was just one hand. If the whole body became so hard, it would be a troublesome."

Luo Qian was secretly grateful in his heart that he had not eaten the relics. If his mouth, tongue, and teeth became harder than iron, he would definitely not speak well in the future.

"It shouldn't be like this all the time. When I have studied the relics clearly, my palms may be able to return to normal."

Lin Ke spread his five fingers and suddenly exerted force. A golden cloud of air suddenly surged out of his palm, condensing into a golden handprint.

As he mobilized more and more vitality, slowly supporting his palm. The golden handprint became increasingly huge, and it had been thirty meters long, and finally reached its limit.

The thirty-meter-long golden handprints, like the Buddha's hand, hang above everyone's heads.

"Brother Ke'er, if you hit your palm, you can flatten a mountain, right?" Xu Dayu said in amazement.

Luo Qian said: "What a joke? A warrior at the first level of the True Yuan Realm wants to slap a mountain with one palm. Are you dreaming?"

"Why do you help Brother Ke'er try the power of this palm?" Xu Dayu said.

"Ahem."

Luo Qian coughed violently, waved his hand, and said, "No, I'm too seriously injured."

That was the power of Sarizi and Lin Ke. After the combination of the combination, a handprint condensed. God knows how powerful it is. Luo Qian is not stupid, so he naturally won't try it easily.

Lin Ke dispersed the huge golden handprint and moved five golden fingers to experience the power of this golden hand carefully.

Feng Xiaoqian mobilized Shenxiao's vitality and injected the blood knife.

Suddenly, dense marks of instruments appeared on the blade, and it was difficult to count the number. What is certain is that there must be more than 10,000.

"Five-star instrument! And it's not the early five-star instrument. This blood knife is worth more than one billion taels of silver."

Feng Xiaoqian handed the blood knife to Lin Ke.

"What? Five-star instrument!"

Luo Qian rushed over quickly and said righteously: "I am the number one master of the Holy Sect in the Ala Ming Mountain Realm. I just died of life, without any credit, and had worked hard. It is really unreasonable not to give me a spoil. I think this blood knife is very consistent with my temperament."

Feng Xiaoqian, Lin Ke, and Xu Dayu still ignored him and ignored him.

Lin Ke took the blood knife and swung it out with one knife.

"Swish--"

A five-meter-long sword light flew out, leaving a long sword path in the desert.

"A good knife, without mobilizing the vital energy to activate the internal instrument mark, it actually has such power." Lin Ke exclaimed.

Feng Xiaoqian wanted to speak but stopped, but finally spoke, saying, "Brother Lin Ke, Xiaoqian has a heartless request, I hope you can agree."

"What's the matter?" Lin Ke asked.

"You can use Buddha light to kill the headless monk, and you will definitely be able to deal with other evil corpses. I want to beg you to go to that oasis to save Sister Xie. She failed to board the Star Domain Sky Boat to save me and was forced to escape into it. That oasis is very dangerous, and I shouldn't have let you take risks..."
Chapter completed!