Among everyone present, the one who has the most say in martial arts is Yuanyuan.

After his judgment, he came to the conclusion that even using the word "degenerate" to describe it was not accurate enough.

Although there is no visualization picture that refers to the concept of "fall" in Kyushu Martial Arts. After all, it belongs to the evil heretics, but with Yuanyuan's knowledge, it is natural to see that if there really is a concept that refers to fall.

The exercises are definitely not this mess in the Buddhist scriptures.

After all, depravity is a rather advanced concept.

The mess in front of her gave Yuanyuan the feeling that it was the result of a layman who had no knowledge of martial arts at all. After catching a glimpse of the superficial aspects of martial arts by chance, he copied it like a tiger instead of a dog, and finally got the result.

It is said that painting a tiger is not the opposite of a dog. In fact, this thing that resembles a visual image has no effect on the power of cultivation. Instead, it feels like meditation is doing the opposite, especially amplifying the effect of meditation.

In order to finally achieve the purpose of influencing people's spirit.

So, does it affect people’s spirits...

Su Xiaoqiang seemed to understand.

"So, are they using this to mass-produce Deadpool?"

When the warriors heard this, they pondered for a moment and nodded slightly.

They also thought that they might be using the effect of the corrupted crest hidden in Buddhist scriptures to induce the hybrids to become corrupted, thereby obtaining the research materials they wanted.

That is, human intervention creates Deadpool.

After thinking about this, the warriors suddenly felt that the Buddhist scriptures in their hands were a little heavier, as if this was not a scripture at all, but a living human life.

"Look again and don't miss any of them."

"yes."

The warriors opened the doors of every secret room and collected all Buddhist scriptures.

It was during this process that they discovered.

"There's still life!"

"This way, this way!"

"There's still life!"

The warriors were shocked and immediately ran towards the direction where the sound came from.

Yuanyuan and Su Xiaoqiang arrived first.

"Sister!"

The warrior nodded to her.

"That's her, still alive."

On the ground is a young girl. There are very few signs of being transformed into a Deadpool. Only scales have grown under her ears. The rest of her body parts are intact.

She was lying on the haystack, her eyes closed haggardly, and her dry and cracked lips seemed to be moving, but the amplitude was so small that even the ears of Yuanyuan and others could not determine whether the girl was speaking.

"Let me see."

Yuanyuan squatted down, picked her up, and listened.

Indeed, this girl is talking.

But what she said was something Yuanyuan couldn't understand at all.

Like...Sanskrit.

She called her fellow disciple who could read Sanskrit before, and after he listened, he confirmed that what the girl was reciting was exactly the content of the fallen Buddhist scriptures.

"Stop reading it!"

"Stop reading it!"

"Did you hear that?"

"Stop reading it!"

No matter what they said, the mixed-race girl turned a deaf ear. She seemed to be completely trapped in the illusion created by the corrupt Buddhist teachings, unable to extricate herself. In fact, all the warriors could relate to this. After all, they were also hit by the trick not long ago. They knew what it was.

I feel that if the senior sister hadn't taken action, they might have ended up like this mixed-race girl now.

"I'll do it."

Yuanyuan put her hand on the sword and slowly closed her eyes.

That sword with an extremely strong presence appeared again.

Yuanyuan slashed out the Heart Sword.

But this is different from the previous situation.

The mixed race girl did not regain consciousness, she just rolled her eyes and fainted.

The warriors looked at Yuanyuan in confusion.

Don't know what's going on.

"Her spirit is too fragile and cannot be forced."

Yuanyuan explanation.

This surviving mixed-race girl has been tortured by degenerate scriptures for a long time, and her spirit is on the verge of collapse. If Yuanyuan treats her the same way she treats her classmates, it is not saving people, it is killing people.

This is also the so-called principle of not making up for what is lacking.

She used the power of the Heart Sword to slightly influence the girl's spirit, causing her to break away from the control of the scriptures and get a temporary rest.

After discussion, the warriors decided to leave one person behind to take care of it, while the others continued walking up.

From the fourth floor upwards, there are similar places.

The hybrids are kept like livestock.

They even saw an insignificant girl lying on a haystack like a doll.

Su Xiaoqiang's face was as cold as ice.

Growing up in the city, she had never seen such a hellish scene.

The mixed-race people outside who were watching the live broadcast were also filled with indignation.

Some were so angry that they even punched their computers and sat there gasping for air.

"brute!"

If their attitude was neutral at first, but later turned into opposition because of Deadpool, then now, they want to burn the palace to the ground, and crush all the bald heads to ashes.

These sanctimonious guys have completely exceeded the moral bottom line of human beings.

"Long legs!"

"receive."

Outside the palace complex, there was a plain ground. The grass actually moved. The stone slabs were lifted outwards. A bald head poked his head out. He looked around warily. After making sure that no one was around, he let out a long breath.

It's safe for now.

Looking back at the palace complex, he still had a frightened expression on his face. Where did this group of monsters come from? What a pity for those little beauties. He shook his head regretfully.

No matter what, the most important thing is to escape, first leave this place of right and wrong, find a place casually, with his skills, and this...

The bald man touched his secret pocket and showed a reassuring smile.

With this treasure here, he can't get anything he wants!

Thinking of this, the bald head swept away the gloom in his heart, and his whole body became excited.

The proud smile just bloomed on his face, but before it could expand, it completely solidified.

He felt something pressing against his heart.

This sense of danger is unmistakable, he will die!

The bald man raised his hands and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Spare my life!"

Surprisingly, what sounded from behind was a pleasant female voice.

"If you want to survive, just answer my questions."

With his back to that person, the other person couldn't see clearly the expression on his face. The expression on his bald head changed for a while. Finally, he gritted his teeth and his eyes turned cold.

But what was completely different from this expression was his tone.

Obedient and flattering, he looks like a villain who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

"Okay! Okay!"

"No matter what you say, as long as I know it, I am sure..."

Before he finished speaking, he turned around without warning, and shot out his hands from his sleeves with a gust of evil wind, threatening to kill the attacker behind him on the spot.

But he was wrong.
To be continued...