The bloodlines it left in Jiang Zizai's body all withered, and there was a lot of demon energy inside the bloodlines. There was nowhere to go in Jiang Zizai's body, and finally retreated to the place where the ancient god's mark was.
Originally, he was going to return to Lu Dingxing's body, but Jiang Zizai felt dizzy at this moment. He fell limply on the ground, and his palms couldn't completely tear off the black eyeball...
He is not reconciled, although he doesn't know what the situation is now, but as long as it is pulled off, although Lu Dingxing lost an eye, at least he will be safe.
However, this turbulence of the natal totem, for some reason, consumed a lot of his spirit.
He could only faint while Jiang Yanning and the others were shouting nervously, and the world returned to a blank.
What followed was like a very distant dream, like a deep sleep.
It seems that a very long time has passed.
Finally, he gradually regained his sanity, woke up suddenly, and jumped up!
He's still on the desert island!
The sky had turned into a blood-colored vortex before, but now it turned into a faint yellow, returning to its original appearance.
It's calm, as if everything is over...
"elder brother!"
In a daze, someone called out to him, and when he turned around, he found that it was Ruo Xiaoyue.
Her eyes were moist, and she hugged herself, and then everyone else was there, Jiang Yanning, Beishan Jin, Wanqian. There was also Ling Dang, lying in Jiang Zizai's arms and crying, with an aggrieved expression.
Jiang Zizai gradually came to his senses, recalling what happened before.
"Where's the panda?" Jiang Zizai asked tremblingly.
He remembered that in the end, he failed to tear off the eyeball.
"He..." Ruo Xiaoyue turned pale.
"Dead?" Jiang Zizai asked hoarsely.
"No, but..."
Jiang Zizai didn't have time to wait for her to hesitate, so he walked around them and saw Lu Dingxing sitting cross-legged under a tree.
His own condition is actually not bad, those blood lines are rushing to the natal sea, causing limited damage to his body, and he has almost recovered during this period of cultivation.
"Brother, he's fine." Ruo Xiaoyue chased after her and said anxiously.
"It's just that the eye is still inside." Jiang Yuning added.
"Then I'll dig it out again." Jiang Zizi said.
"Can't dig it out, long, inside." Suddenly, a very strange voice came, the voice was very deep and intermittent, as if it was very difficult to say a word.
This is Lu Dingxing's voice, but compared to the previous voice, it is more deep and mechanical.
While speaking, he raised his head and looked at Jiang Zizai.
Jiang Zizai looked at it impressively, the blood line that centered on his left eye and spread all over the left side of his body still existed, so that his body still had such monstrous demonic energy.
The blood-red left eye was almost in sync with the right eye, staring at Jiang Zizai with exactly the same eyes, but the blood-red left eye was extraordinarily fierce and violent.
"Boss, I am not dead." He stood up, his body was extraordinarily burly, looking down at Jiang Zizai so condescendingly, there was a sense of oppression, which came from his blood-red left eye.
"Can't dig it out, is it growing inside?" Jiang Zizai was stunned.
Lu Dingxing stretched out his palm to block his right eye, moved his lips with difficulty, and said, "So, yes, I can see."
"This became your eyes?" Jiang Zizai asked in disbelief.
These are the eyes of the gods and demons who don't know where they came from. How could they be his eyes
"No, I know, maybe it has something to do with you." He spoke in a very strange way, as if his mind was in confusion, and he needed to clear his mind. When speaking, he pointed to Jiang Zizai's totem.
"He died, and the eyes left behind are the same as those of the corpse. They are like mine." Lu Dingxing gritted his teeth, his left eye was shining with blood, and the blood flowed all over his body along the blood line.
Jiang Zizai probably knew what was going on.
Lu Dingxing said that Jiang Zizai's totem killed the "he" who controlled the black eye, it was like a soul, and then the eye became a corpse, but connected to his body, filling his lost left eye .
Originally, it was impossible to "recycle waste", but it is normal for such a magical thing with black eyeballs to undergo such a change. After all, it is something that flew out of the center of the vortex in the evolutionary world.
"What are you talking about?" he asked.
"No, I know, it's kind of messed up and awkward." Lu Dingxing's way of speaking now is actually a bit scary, because his left eye is already scary, and he has such a gloomy voice.
Jiang Zizai could only check it himself. After looking at it for a long time, he found that the blood-colored eyes were his, even the blood lines. They were completely connected with his body, perfectly fused, and became a part of his body.
"It's good that you're not dead. But you still have to figure it out and get rid of this thing. Otherwise, you won't be able to speak in harmony, let alone practice or fight." Jiang Zizai thought deeply.
"Boss, it seems like a blessing in disguise." Pointing to his left eye, he said, "Inside, there is power, very powerful."
"Um?"
"Also, 'his' exercises." Lu Dingxing's eyes became brighter, but his left eye was even colder.
"Cultivation technique?" Did Jiang Zizai know that his 'Sacred Dragon Sutra of Yuanshi' came from his natal totem, and the reason why he practiced so fast was largely because of this holy dragon sutra of Yuanshi.
The effect of exercises is very huge for them.
"Yes, it's called, in the beginning, chaos, demon god, scripture." He said word by word.
"The Primal Chaos Demon God Scripture?"
The name sounds very long and cool.
"Is it strong?"
"Maybe, very strong." Lu Dingxing said, "If I dig it out, I will lose this power. I can't cultivate it."
It is equivalent to transforming his body, otherwise he would not be able to practice at all, just like the prerequisite for practicing the Yuanshi Holy Dragon Scripture is the dragon totem.
However, this should be something in the blood.
"Are you sure, 'he' is dead?"
"Once, concussion, instant, gone. God box, it's scary."
Jiang Zizai knew what he meant, he was talking about his totem, the black dragon totem came from the god box.
His totem has never been an ordinary black dragon totem. So far, although there have been many evolutionary sources, those are all things added to the surface of the totem. The core of his totem is the most terrifying.
Jiang Zizai stared at him for a long time.
He finally smiled helplessly.
"Damn it, buddy, maybe you got a blessing in disguise, but there's just one thing that really hurts." Jiang Zizai said.
"What?"
"You talk like you're constipated..."
"roll."
When Lu Dingxing said this, he smiled. Although there was blood in his left eye and half of his face, he smiled very ugly.
"Boss, you saved me."
"From now on, this life is yours."
"Stop talking nonsense," Jiang Zizai said, "You saved Xiaoyue."
"Okay, let's not see each other, living is the best!" Ruo Xiaoyue took their hands and let them hold together.