Chapter 377: Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner

“Roar!”

The rotten giant with a broken leg seemed to realize that something was wrong. It began to roar wildly, but found that it had a lot of strength but could no longer drive its huge body. It was idling like a person stepping on the accelerator without shifting gears.

However, as Zhao Guanshan’s finger fell and the mechanical talisman was activated in parallel, this powerful and terrifying force burst out instantly. It was no longer a force that could destroy Skull Mountain, but it was no weaker than the power of the seventh-level Spirit Offering Tower.

A huge amount of polluted energy was extracted from the body of the rotten giant, and then converted through mechanical Taoist talismans into high-pressure spiritual energy that could be consumed.

When Zhao Guanshan connected the mechanical crow in parallel to the head of the rotten giant, it became an extra-large mobile battery pack.

Then, by adjusting the pressure level of the high-pressure psychic energy, it was introduced into the attack port of the mechanical crow, and it was transformed into a high-pressure psychic impact cannon!
The next moment, the rotten giant was horrified to find that its body could move again, but it was no longer under its control because there was another power operating skillfully and perfectly in its body. It roared in despair, but it looked more like it was showing off its power.

When Zhao Guanshan leaped onto the top of the rotten giant’s head, he pinched the Fire Talisman in his hand and resonated with the Mechanical Talisman. This set of talismans seemed to have transformed into his war mecha.

At this moment, with his mental control, the seemingly small mechanical crow could actually easily emit psychic beams comparable to eighth-level magical powers.

Although the maximum attack distance is only fifty kilometers, it is no problem to cover the entire hill.

In addition, although the damage per second of this high-pressure psychic energy beam is only equivalent to that of an eighth-level magical power, the problem is that it can output continuously.

This is not something that ordinary eighth-level magical powers can compare to.

So this high-pressure psychic energy beam is output for three seconds, and the total damage is enough to kill all eighth-level magical powers instantly.

If the output can be sustained for more than fifteen seconds, the total damage will be comparable to any ninth-level magical power.

If the output continues for more than eighteen seconds, even a Mahayana immortal cannot withstand it.

Of course, it is actually impossible to output continuously for eighteen seconds, because there is not so much polluted energy in the body of this rotten giant.

So, he needs more rotten giants.

Fortunately, the fallen immortal on the opposite side was quite cooperative. Zhao Guanshan had just finished the modification when he saw the Void Seal flash in the distance.
Then he sent the fifth immortal cultivator over.
This may seem like a tactic of adding fuel to the fire, but in fact, the rotten giant needs to be produced on the spot.

Even if this person took the Panacea Pill immediately, it would take at least five seconds for him to transform into a rotten giant.

There is no possibility of launching a large number of rotten giants at once.

In addition, these immortal cultivators are all rational. If their weak points are not grasped, they will not risk their lives to take the Pantheon Pill and transform into rotten giants, because this is most likely an irreversible process.

At this moment, the fifth cultivator took the Wanshen Pill as soon as he appeared, and was not afraid at all that Zhao Guanshan would attack him.

But unfortunately, the situation is different now.

Just because Zhao Guanshan won’t take the initiative to attack doesn’t mean there are no other ways.

In an instant, a high-pressure psychic energy beam shot over. The speed was so incredible that it hit the cultivator’s stomach almost at the same time when he swallowed the Wanshen Pill into his mouth.

But no harm was caused, because the immortal cultivator had a spiritual light with many talismans spreading out from his body, which turned into an exquisite shield and blocked the high-pressure spiritual energy beam.

The immortal cultivator let out a shrill scream, but his numb eyes contained a hint of pity, perhaps he felt pity for Zhao Guanshan for overestimating his own abilities.

In the second second, the Panacea Pill had taken effect. One could see that the blood vessels all over his body were bulging, his eyes were bloodshot, and a big lump of flesh suddenly bulged out of his neck. The pollution progress was 25%.

At the same time, the high-pressure spiritual energy beam continued to irradiate. By the third second, the Wanshen Pill had already transformed into a huge substance in the cultivator’s body and had reached his heart. His heartbeat was like a drum, and the contamination power was like countless poisonous insects flowing through his blood throughout his body.

Even gods couldn’t save us.

But it was also in this third second that the high-pressure psychic energy beam that looked ordinary before suddenly melted the exquisite protective shield and hit the cultivator’s stomach directly, creating a transparent hole in his stomach as big as a washbasin.

It was just right to blast out the Wanshen Pill that had already undergone three-fifths of change.

Although this thing is now the size of a baby, its overall shape still retains the round shape of a pill, except that it is densely packed with thousands or even tens of thousands of tiny arms.

Very weird.

But it’s no use being weird.

The moment the elixir was thrown out, it was separated from the nourishment of flesh and blood and the soil in which it grew, and it no longer had an environment in which to continue evolving. After just one second, a loud cry like that of a baby was heard from inside it, and then it quickly shrank, shriveled, and burst. Finally, it was like a ripe pea or popcorn in a stove, exploding on the spot with a bang.

In an instant, groups of black shadows rushed out, like flying maggots. They let out shrill howls, turned into horrible nightmares, and flew straight into the air and disappeared into the horizon.

Because this is the pollution caused by karmic debt. As the saying goes, every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor. Whoever owes a debt must pay it back.

Anyway, I can’t find Zhao Guan on the top of the mountain.

He did not stay still at this moment. He used a ninth-order demon-suppressing net to catch the half-contaminated immortal cultivator. Although he failed to successfully evolve into a rotten giant, he was still a real rotten little giant and still a great source of energy.

All this happened very quickly. By the time Zhao Guanshan successfully captured the rotten little giant, there was no sixth cultivator being teleported to die.

It should be that those fallen immortals have temporarily lost the means to restrain them.

Zhao Guanshan didn’t care about all this and hurriedly collected the corpses of the three rotten giants that had exploded before. Although his karmic debt was resolved and offset, the rotten and contaminated corpses were still there. He threw all these things into the big mouth of the rotten giant, and naturally they became the nutrients for this creature’s spirit tower, which could continue to produce pollution and transform it into high-pressure spiritual energy.

This system was not invented by Zhao Guanshan, but was a mature and complete system that had already been established in the Taoist Palace in the Demonic Fire Abyss.

After a busy period, he finally took control of the hill.

But at this moment, he vaguely heard someone calling him, and somehow he wanted to answer.

Suddenly, with a start in his heart, a super misleading rune flashed across his body, and the calling voice suddenly disappeared.

But Zhao Guanshan was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

The fairy lady came to the door.

Fortunately, the super misleading rune is still in effect, so all the causes and consequences are currently being borne by the young female fairy in Zhenhai City.

“Time waits for us!”

Zhao Guanshan frowned. Now, without the protection of the Spirit Ash Shield, he could not withstand the ultimate summoning move of the genuine female immortal.

Unless he can survive the catastrophe, he can only rely on the blue merit to save his life.

(End of this chapter)