The pain of millions of people was concentrated on Mo Shang. This fact made everyone suffocate, and they all temporarily put aside the relationship and focused their attention on Mo Shang.
The monks and mortals at the scene looked at Mo Shang. Those who were not here stared at this young body from a distance through the spells set up by the monks. The invisible mortals subconsciously stopped their eyes and prayed silently.
They saw that every bone in the young body seemed to be trembling. Mo Shang's face was like a gray and old sculpture, with no expression on it.
In an instant, Mo Shang's neck and exposed skin were covered with fine red color, and dark green scales rushed out, as if to make Mo Shang their beloved nest.
The scales spread so fast that it felt as if the neck was being rubbed, and hard scales pierced the flesh and came out. For a moment, the whole body felt phantom pain.
What's even more terrifying is that they watched a cold and biting blood flash in one of Mo Shang's pupils. The vertical pupil looked down at them, causing the mortals to scream in horror: "Snake! Dragon!"
Those eyes were undoubtedly some kind of monster, which could make anyone who looked at them unable to help being frightened and repulsed. Mo Shang's body was covered with dark green and red scales, and one of his arms had the vague shape of a dragon's claw. He was suffering from pollution.
The pain of millions of people is just an appetizer, mixed with the power of the two ferocious beasts Soaring Snake and Yinglong, trying to assimilate Mo Shang, the son of destiny, with overwhelming force. This force roared excitedly, and it couldn't wait to create the next truly ferocious beast.
By then, the world of immortality will fall sooner or later!
Two phantoms appeared behind Mo Shang. They were twisted and fierce, like smoke, trying to penetrate any inch of Mo Shang's body at any time. As long as they find a flaw and wait for Mo Shang's body to waver, they will not miss any opportunity to devour and assimilate Mo Shang's existence.
Everyone present was frightened and their bodies were shaking uncontrollably. Even mortals who were far away could not help but lower their heads in dizziness. The aftermath of the fight between the three "ferocious beasts" is unbearable for ordinary people -
Just when the dragon and snake forms seemed to be surpassing Mo Shang's human form, his face suddenly curved into a small arc. In an instant, the shadow was suppressed, the form reversed, and the red vertical pupils gradually faded from Mo Shang's eyes.
The dense scales were pressed down on the bloody skin, leaving only scattered red scales firmly rooted in the neck.
"Huh-" The bystanders couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. They still wanted to watch attentively, but found that this time they could not hear a sound.
The people inside sealed the barrier and blocked all sounds.
But at this moment, Bai Yue only heard the voices of Mo Shang and the others talking to Ying Long.
Ying Long laughed again after a brief pause: "You can't completely stop this transformation, you can only find ways to control it. I would like to see how long you can hold on? It seems that I am It’s time to celebrate the birth of a new companion in advance.”
His voice made Bai Yue's heart tighten slightly.
Ying Long's voice continued, his voice carrying the power of confusion and teasing: "Why do you want to help those ants? Otherwise - you wouldn't be in this situation."
Bai Yue didn't hear Mo Shang's voice for a while, but fortunately, people outside the barrier could still confirm the appearance of the people inside the barrier, which made him feel relieved temporarily.
Then, he heard a short sneer.
Mo Shang in the barrier did not refute Ying Long. Instead, he took advantage of the gap after the attack to turn slightly towards Bai Yue's direction and said word by word: "Do your own thing."
Do my own thing
Is he... talking to me alone? Mo Shang's speed was so fast that Bai Yue almost thought it was an illusion.
After Mo Shang said these words, Bai Yue felt a kind of throbbing in his heart for no reason. He heard a vague voice coming from a distance, whispering towards him.
Are you willing to... lend your luck? The voice said so.
"Who can I lend it to?" Bai Yue heard his own heartbeat. He was extremely vigilant at this moment. He couldn't help but think about it at this juncture. What's more, luck is not something cheap that can be borrowed at any time. This is A treasure that can make all monks jealous and flock to it—
Mo Shang. The voice continued.
It carried an indescribable rhythm, and Bai Yue finally realized that the existence of this voice was also a type of existence similar to the way of heaven in the world of immortality.
… Is it the damaged way of heaven in the demon world
Its answer shocked Bai Yue's whole body. He quickly remembered that what he just said was because of his recognition of Mo Shang... That's why there is such a thing as borrowing luck
Master said that his luck is very strong, and after taking over the position of the leader of Lingxian Sect, his luck will increase to a very high level. Now, his fate is rooted in Lingxian Sect, and Lingxian Sect, as the largest sect of the righteous path, is connected to the future of the world of immortality.
Want to pick up? How could he be the leader of Lingxian Sect if he borrowed his luck
Such worries flashed through Bai Yue's mind for a moment, but the next second he tightened his hands. The blood oozing from the torn wound dyed the bandage red. Bai Yue almost thought that one of his bones was about to be broken. .
But this also made Bai Yue regain his clarity of mind. He looked up at the embarrassed villagers and his companions, and then took a distant look at Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling, who were facing Ying Long in the barrier and fighting to the death. —
Bai Yue said: "I agree... lend it out."
When Bai Yue said this, he found that it was easier than he thought. If he loses his luck, is he not qualified to stay in the position of the leader of Lingxian Sect? no! Bai Yue does not believe that luck determines everything. Even if he loses his position as sect leader, he will get it back sooner or later.
He is not a vase who relied on great luck to rise to the top... Right now, he just wants to see the world of immortality return to peace.
Bai Yue's words fell to the ground, and everything became a certainty. He felt as if something had been taken away from him, and he smiled with relief.
He remembered Mo Shang's words: "Do your own thing." At this moment, Bai Yue looked at the mess in front of him again and understood what he should do.
He must put this fragmented world of immortality into order!
Then Bai Yue turned around and stared at the elders who were in high positions but were like moths with his sharp and stern eyes, and said loudly: "Detain them all - these moths, and deal with them separately later."
An elder sneered: "Detain us? Little Sect Master, where do you get the qualifications? We have done nothing to disgrace the world of immortality."
He just made up his mind, feeling that there was nothing Bai Yue could do to them. Even the tone of calling Bai Yue was joking, "little sect master", almost openly mocking Bai Yue for being a boy with no hair on his head.
"You have fulfilled your responsibilities in your position. You are in a high position, but what have you done that is worthy of the world of immortality? Elder Lin taught me that I must first stabilize my position... But now, why should I endure it anymore?! "
Elder Lin, who was working beside the old sect leader, paused with his hand stroking his long white beard and looked in Bai Yue's direction.
He nodded silently. The old sect master practiced the golden mean, and he thought that Bai Yue, who was taught by the old sect master, also upheld this attitude.
But now it seems that Bai Yue's gentleness hides a resolute heart.
Young people! However, this kind of behavior should be the most suitable way to deal with things now. Kill all the moths, starting with these moths who hold high positions and have been entrenched in Lingxian Sect for a long time!
Seeing Bai Yue's attitude, the elders immediately lost their temper: "Little sect leader, what ability do you have to catch us? With these... you are so stupid?"
Isn’t it a crooked melon and a cracked jujube? Which young monk present is not injured
"Just because I'm such a crook!" Just now, Bai Yue was still shaken by being betrayed, but now, his transformation was clearly seen by these elders.
The moment Bai Yue raised his sword, these elders were shocked to discover that his strength had made a huge breakthrough due to the change in his character. He can even use the spiritual power given to him by the old sect master...
Only then did the elders realize that Bai Yue was no longer a boy they could crush at will - their realization was obviously too late. In the blink of an eye, the elders were tightly held by invisible restraints and fell to the ground. Let others slaughter you.
"Are you satisfied with this answer?" Bai Yue put away his sword, the murderous intent in his eyes slightly reduced. He ignored these elders who wanted to argue, and turned to look at the people beside him.
"Ask those who are still able to move and are slightly injured to rescue the seriously injured, and pay attention to preventing the resurgence of the living dead at all times, and burn any suspected corpses with fire immediately. And those who are with me, think of a way, Take out the last living dead and kill him."
Bai Yue's tone was calm, but it felt like it was carrying a lot of power.
However, the people in Wuluo Village are really at odds with these monks, so some people are holding their necks and shouting: "Why should we listen to you?"
As a result, before the man could finish talking nonsense, he was kicked in the waist by a young man who was running towards him and smashed his face to the ground.
The young man cursed: "Idiot, you don't listen to them, we in Shuangmu Village listen to him, what kind of bean sprouts are you?"
He raised his foot, kicked the fallen man again, and said to Bai Yue with a smile: "I am from Shuangmu Village next door. We know that the immortal saved us, so he came here to help. Well, they also want to come. Someone who helps.”
As soon as the young man pointed behind him, some old men and women slowly came in, and many more middle-aged people wiping their sweat. When they heard the young man's introduction, they all showed their white teeth and smiled heartily.
"Are you going to pull that damn thing out and burn it to death?" After receiving a positive answer, the young man and He Leyou pursed their lips, "How about using the idiots from Wuluo Village as bait?"
Bai Yue smiled at He Leyou, and a lot of the pressure he had been accumulating dissipated in just a few words.
Seeing Bai Yue's gaze, He Leyou coughed a few times, touched his head and said awkwardly, "I was joking..."
Bai Yue nodded and focused his eyes on Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling again, hoping... his luck can be of some help to you.
Over to you.
He Leyou glanced at the silent barrier, and his smile faded a bit - Come on, the unknown immortal...
We do our best and leave the rest to you.
As if they had a tacit understanding, they could not hear the voices of the people in the barrier. They did not know the victory of this battle, but the people present unanimously paid attention.
Almost at the same time, they withdrew all their gazes of pain and fear, and stared with a silent gaze, as if in this way, they became the pillar of support for the person who was fighting.
They need to do what they can before deciding the winner. The rest...just leave it to them—
The barrier was crumbling, but Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling were still focused on maintaining its existence.
The entire palm of Yinglong's right hand was missing. This was a gift from Lu Zhiling. When his weapon was blocked by the dragon tail behind Yinglong, he immediately bit off one of Yinglong's fingers with his teeth.
After the first successful attempt, Lu Zhiling seemed to be addicted. He used his body as a weapon again and again, and actually broke Yinglong's entire hand!
But because of this, Lu Zhiling paid the price - he was undoubtedly the one with the most severe injuries. All his limbs were broken once by Ying Long. Through the elixir, they were forcibly reshaped, and the new bones were reconnected by pulling the skin, flesh, muscles and bones. As if he wasn't injured.
But if you look closely, you can still see the uncoordinated and bent feeling of the limbs.
Even so, Lu Zhiling's eyes were still following Ying Long's movements as if they were locked on prey. The corners of his mouth were raised high, outlining a somewhat exaggerated and bloodthirsty smile. He looks like an evil beast that ran out of nowhere, arousing everyone's suspicion and fear.
"You know you can't defeat me, why did you come here to die?"
Ying Long was not afraid of Lu Zhiling's smile, and also showed a smile similar to his: "How come I didn't know that my apprentice is such a caring person for the world
It is even more strange to say that it is for your fellow disciples - you are not a person who shows mercy to your relatives, but an evil beast. Then, I'm more curious about the reason why you did this. Can you tell me? "
Lu Zhiling didn't answer Ying Long, but smiled again. This smile was different from the previous one, but Yinglong couldn't grasp the reason for this strange feeling among the spiritual light and flint.
Lu Zhiling's sword was gone, so Mo Shang threw him a sword.
Lu Ya was the only one who didn't listen to Bai Yue's call. He only had a pair of black eyes firmly grasping the figure of his Lord, and he used his peripheral vision to look for the weak points of the barrier at any time.
He knew that the battle could not continue in such a stalemate. The physical strength of Mo Shang and the Lord was being weakened, and Yinglong... his recovery speed was faster than that of any monk!
Lu Ya thought, he was a qualified blade, he could sacrifice for the Lord at any time - this is why the Lord finally chose him, right? He was going to die for the Lord.
But there was no time for people to react, and the opportunity for one side to lose came too quickly! Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling had scruples and had been focusing on maintaining the barrier, which gave Ying Long an opportunity to take advantage of.
The living dead man who was staying in the barrier suddenly pulled out a fang in his mouth. This behavior made his whole body tremble, as if he was weakened in an instant. But it showed a gloomy smile with its bloody mouth.
At the critical moment when Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling were fighting Yinglong, the living dead raised their fangs condensed with unique power and rushed toward the barrier to attack!
At this moment, the flaming giant sword in Yinglong's hand began to collapse layer by layer starting from the hilt. It lost the shape of the sword, but took on the same form as Yinglong's true body. This flaming dragon shape opened its mouth wide, and simultaneously The arrows from the string generally flew in the direction of Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling.
It was like a rampant rain of fire. If it had been before, it would have locked the two people in the barrier as usual. But now, if Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling avoid it even a little bit, it will break through the barrier that was partially destroyed from the inside by the living dead, and bring the blazing flames in front of ordinary people!
A wisp of Yinglong's body is probably just a scorching scar at the level of Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling, but this is not the case for ordinary people.
Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling were wary, but Yinglong had no scruples and directly targeted ordinary people. Yinglong is telling them - he wants to see if you really care about the world and if you are really compassionate!
If you take it, the mortals will be unscathed. If you ignore the attack and the barrier, then let these many mortals be buried with them!
Yinglong didn't believe that Lu Zhiling had such a spirit of self-sacrifice, but he was surprised to find that Lu Zhiling's first reaction was to repair the barrier.
This is really... Yinglong thought expressionlessly, then goodbye, my "kind and soft-hearted" apprentice—
In an instant, the flame dragon shape turned around and headed towards Lu Zhiling, who was maintaining the barrier. Ying Long made them mistakenly think that his trick was to destroy the barrier. Unfortunately, his real goal was to get rid of one of the two!
"Ying Long" who was standing on the spot disappeared, and the real him had long since transformed into his original shape, transformed into the "attack" brought by the so-called flaming giant sword!
He appeared from Lu Zhiling's side, and the blazing sparks beside him floated onto Lu Zhiling's body. Then he reassembled a flaming giant sword at an extremely close distance, and pierced the lower part of Lu Zhiling's heart with a pop.
Yinglong seemed to be hugging him, looking closely at Lu Zhiling's eyes that had lost focus due to pain, and after defeating this one, the other one was obviously an easy target.
He said softly to Lu Zhiling, with a violent tone: "Look, what you practice is useless to me."
Outside the barrier, Lu Ya let out a howl like a wolf. He raised his sword and tried to break in. So what if the barrier broke, what if all the mortals died? ! Mo Shang, why did you let the Lord fall into such a situation! Mo Shang!
"No...?" A large amount of blood spilled from the corner of Lu Zhiling's mouth, and he moved his mouth slightly as if he wanted to say something. Yinglong didn't want to give him any chance to break free and was just about to make up for it.
But in an instant, Mo Shang not only failed to stop Yinglong's actions, but instead transferred the power he was carrying from thousands of people to Lu Zhiling!
Ying Long was in a daze for a moment. He didn't expect that the person chosen by Heaven in the world of cultivating immortals would be such an unscrupulous person! Hahaha... Not only did he not lend a helping hand to his companions, he actually added insult to injury. He wanted to squeeze out all the remaining value from Lu Zhiling before he died, and throw the pain he absorbed onto Lu Zhiling—
Scales grew from Lu Zhiling's body, and even from the wounds that penetrated him. He didn't even groan. He seemed to have lost all ability to move, and collapsed softly like a lifeless doll on the wound that penetrated his body. On the sword.
"Mo Shang! You must not...!!"
Lu Ya's pupils were completely bloodshot, and he let out a heart-rending scream. The monks and mortals around them couldn't take it seriously and didn't know what to do. Looking at this ridiculous scene, they didn't know whether to be afraid of Ying Long who was so close at hand, or to be afraid... They once believed in hope, but they faced it right in front of their eyes. Mo Shang, the man who killed his companion!
The crowd was in chaos, Bai Yue opened his mouth, and his bloodless face showed a blank look.
Did they trust the wrong person...
Yinglong paused, but his mind didn't stop spinning. He thought a lot in a short period of time. Mo Shang thought that this would allow him to leave a big burden behind, but he did not expect that his blow did not completely hit Lu Zhiling's sea of consciousness, putting him in danger. Hide away.
Then, Lu Zhiling who did not "die" will become a heavier package for Mo Shangxin who betrayed him. This son of destiny, recognized by the world of immortality, has underestimated the leader of the demonic path. His contempt will lead to the loss of everything!
However, when Yinglong thought this, Lu Zhiling opened his eyes. He looked like a snake or a dragon at the moment, and his pair of vertical pupils brought natural fear to people. However, Yinglong was shocked to find that there was still a trace of clarity in his eyes. .
But Lu Zhiling, who was awake like this, had no intention of escaping to recuperate immediately. Instead, he directly held the flame giant sword, which was part of Ying Long, with his hand. He pushed the giant sword hard... in front of him!
As if committing suicide, he took the initiative to let the flaming giant sword penetrate his sea of consciousness. Lu Zhiling used this method of sacrificing himself to "embrace" Yinglong's body at close range. If you don't know better, this may be like a very close hug between friends or master and disciple after a long separation.
But the bloody giant sword penetrated the body, giving this "embrace" the bloody taste of death!
The remaining clarity in Lu Zhiling's eyes was about to disappear. He moved his lips and with all his strength, he only uttered a few broken words: "No... it's..."
Yinglong didn't feel the slightest joy. When he penetrated Lu Zhiling's sea of consciousness, he finally discovered what he had overlooked.
"The world of immortality actually recognized you?!" He felt that Heavenly Dao had completely released its authority, allowing Mo Shang to truly become the "master" of the world of immortality. But why was this happening
How could the Son of Destiny, who killed the leader of the Demonic Path, be recognized by the Demonic Path? !
This time it was really beyond Ying Long's expectation. His handsome face showed manic and anxious emotions. For the first time, he felt that things were out of control, and at the same time he was keenly aware of signs that something was wrong.
His senses were keen, but it was still too late. Mo Shang had completely dragged Ying Long into a misunderstanding step by step. How could he allow this opportunity to slip away in vain
Mo Shang raised a smile, gentle and without any strength. When Lu Zhiling risked his life to hold Ying Long back, his sword was as light and silent as the swing of a willow branch. It looked soft and seemed to have no strength at all.
The power of heaven from the world of immortality poured into the sword that Mo Shang had always carried with him. The sword buzzed, and there were faint traces of cracking vertically and horizontally, as if it could break under the pressure at any time.
Ying Long figured out the cause and effect in an instant. He thought he had led Mo Shang and the others into a misunderstanding, but he never expected that his apprentice would sacrifice himself as a bait. Heavenly Dao even deliberately delayed his perception. This multi-party cooperation Everything... is to drag him into the abyss!
But how did they get his apprentice to agree to such a life-for-life method? This is what Yinglong is puzzled about.
This sword still penetrated Yinglong's chest as expected. What made Yinglong's face change dramatically with this sword was not its power, but the source of this ordinary sword move—
This is... the sword move taught by Ying Long to Lu Zhiling, it is the most common entry-level move.
Mo Shang chuckled softly and said to Yinglong what Lu Zhiling had not finished: "This is not a useless effort, Master."
When he read the two words "Master", Mo Shang's final sound rose up, and a smile unique to Lu Zhiling appeared on his face. His voice also matched Lu Zhiling's voice for a moment.
Ying Long's pupils shrank for a moment, and he finally understood what he didn't understand -
Why would Lu Zhiling sacrifice himself? Because Mo Shang is Lu Zhiling, they have been the same person from the beginning!
The art of dividing souls, the art of dividing souls... Hahahahaha!
Ying Long spat out a mouthful of blood, and his lungs were shattered. The flame giant sword disappeared due to the loss of power. Lu Zhiling, who had lost his "spring", also slid down. His black hair spread out, and his scales disappeared quickly, leaving only tiny pieces on his body. , a large number of wounds.
Lu Ya, who broke through the barrier from the outside, caught Lu Zhiling, but was horrified to find that the Lord seemed to have no breathing. His eyes were cracked and his voice was extremely hoarse: "Mo Shang, you must not...!"
Lu Ya couldn't suppress his hatred, and his trembling hands pressed down on Lu Zhiling's pulse. His eyes were almost empty, and despair spread bit by bit on his body, like a doll.
But he still has more emotions than the doll, which will not make him follow immediately - he hates, he hates all living people!
Did they make up their minds from the beginning to let the Lord die? ! Be it Mo Shang or Bai Yue... they deceived the Lord!
Ying Long, who was leaning back and seriously injured, looked at Lu Yao who was more mournful than heartbroken. He leaned on the wall and let out intermittent laughter: "Hahahaha... I'm afraid no one in the world of immortality can imagine this, right?"
"Their demonic leader is actually the same person as the Son of Destiny..."
"My good disciple, you have really deceived the entire world of immortality! How ridiculous that I have become the fool who was deceived! This is really a big joke!"
Aren't the two of them very close? They are basically the same person, naturally close!
The corners of Yinglong's lips were full of blood, and his breath was constantly weakening, and he was at the end of his strength.
But even so, Yinglong was still laughing, his laughter getting louder and louder, his voice getting deeper and deeper, mixed with a hint of sadness.
But no one had time to pay attention to Yinglong. They were hit by this huge thunder, and they were shaken to the point of losing consciousness in an instant!
what did he say? What did this beast say? !
what did he say? Lu Ya lowered his head with empty eyes while still supporting Lu Zhiling's body. He tried to wipe off all the blood on Lu Zhiling's body and tore the black coat into pieces.
He didn't quite understand what Ying Long said, he just thought it was his struggle before death, which also made Lu Yao feel more malice and hatred in his heart. How dare he describe the Lord and the traitor as one and the same? !
That traitor deserves to be cut to pieces by a thousand cuts, not even the slightest bit inferior to the Lord! He will send his head to the Lord... No, the Lord is not dead, he will wake up after resting.
Lu Ya thought vaguely, but was horrified to find that the Lord's body was turning into tiny points of light bit by bit from feet to head. He tried his best to catch it with his spiritual power, but he couldn't... catch any.
They flew in one direction without interruption - Lu Ya raised his head and saw the light spot transformed from the Lord's body, which happened to merge into Mo Shang, the damn traitor.
How dare he compare the traitor who should be killed by a thousand cuts with the Lord? ! Lu Ya had been thinking this for a second, but the next second, he watched the Lord's body turn into a bright separate shadow, and merged into one with Mo Shang!
No... Lu Ya rarely thinks wildly. His appearance is as taciturn as his heart, but at this moment, his heart is like an overturned paint tray, filled with countless "babbles" with unclear meanings.
The Lord is Mo Shang... No, what kind of blinding method did Mo Shang use to confuse my eyes? Or maybe he had killed the Lord long ago and replaced him without being discovered by me. No, this is impossible. How could I not tell the truth from the false? , so he still used some kind of trick...
Lu Ya: "..."
Lu Ya: "..."
The taciturn subordinate of the demon cultivator beside him was also so shocked that his eyes almost dropped. The demon cultivator was dragged over by Lu Ya.
The demon cultivator's subordinate looked at Lu Ya's gloomy face, but what he said was repeated as if a monk was chanting sutras: "You told me that the Lord I saw was all fake. It couldn't be Mo Shang. Mo Shang must have used something." What you saw was Mo Shang, not the Lord, right..."
The demon cultivator's subordinates were not so surprised that Mo Shang was Lu Zhiling, because... he saw a more terrifying scene.
Lord Lu Ya? you? ?
Lu Ya repeated expressionlessly, his eyes gradually losing focus. He even picked at his wounds, trying to use pain to prove that he was dreaming.
None of this is true.
Mo Shang gave Lu Ya the final blow at this moment. He raised a familiar smile and said easily: "Lu Ya, I'm fine, don't worry."
Lu Ya: "..."
It doesn't seem like a dream, so what should I do? Am I saying that Mo Shang will not die well and I want to kill him? I have always shown how much I hate Mo Shang in front of the Lord, then I, I, I...
The demonic cultivator's subordinate fell down when he saw Lu Ya's bang and screamed: "What's wrong with you?!"
Lu Ya fainted so quickly that his hands were still pressed obediently to his chest. His pale face looked like a protagonist at a funeral who was about to be buried in the coffin.
He fainted, so he didn't have to face this tragic reality for the time being.
"ah!"
Suddenly there was a scream, which made the birds fly away in fright. I don't know who screamed first, but it actually caused a large crowd of cheers.
Hurry! Hurry! Only screaming can make them believe in this world or the real world, okay? !
The demon cultivator screams the loudest, which can be seen in the howling of ghosts and wolves. Lin Xuan, the subordinate of the demon cultivator who welcomed Mo Shangcuo back to the Xuanwu Sect, smiled nervously: "Am I not mistaken..."
Not only was he not mistaken, what the hell he was welcoming back was the Lord’s vest! !
How could such a bastard thing happen? Is it for teasing people? !
Bai Yue's body was swaying, and he almost didn't stick it out with Lu Ya, but his eyes were blank, and he didn't know why his hand always seemed to be in front of his mouth as if there was no trace - he was shocked, he was the first one. A man who screamed!
Fortunately, this scapegoat seems to be able to cover the devil's head. Bai Yue glanced at a demon cultivator beside him in a daze, and then fixed his gaze on the captured elders.
Let's choose them as scapegoats... The demon cultivators don't dare.
Bai Yue finally understood why his master showed a strange expression as if he was constipated when he was not convinced by Mo Shang.
This is foresight, and you are trying to trick your apprentice!
He vomited his soul until he had only one breath left, and the words slipped out of his mouth: "It is indeed... the best in the world, fuck." Awesome.
Xiao Xuanqing grasped Lu Zhoubai's hand tightly. He originally wanted to protect Lu Zhoubai, a somewhat silly friend, but he didn't expect that he was the one who was taken away. As soon as the shocking equation that Mo Shang equals Lu Zhiling came out, Xiao Xuanqing's scalp trembled and he simply didn't know how to react. He saw that Lu Zhoubai was still so happy next to him.
He couldn't help but ask: "Aren't you surprised at all that your friend Lu Zhiling and your friend Mo Shang are the same person?"
Lu Zhoubai shook his head and pointed at Mo Shang. Xiao Xuan pointed at Lu Zhiling lightly: "Good man, good man."
Xiao Xuanqing actually understood what Lu Zhoubai meant. The little fool was probably the first one to discover the truth. Damn it, he actually kept reminding himself!
Mo Shang is a good person, and Lu Zhiling is a good person! Lu Zhoubai does not have a good impression of Lu Zhiling, but calls this specific person a good person - what he has been saying is that both Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling are "good people", they are the same person! !
Xiao Xuanqing approached Lu Zhoubai, and he couldn't help but shed tears when he thought of how heroic he had just brought him away: "Brother, take me."
I am the biggest idiot in the world. I didn't even grasp the opportunity to learn this news in advance. Fortunately, there is the entire world of immortality who is accompanying me in being an idiot.
Actually, I was a little touched.
"Dizzy, another one fainted..." A righteous monk muttered, "Quickly find someone to support him. No one from the demonic side has fallen. We must not lose face."
"Why did he faint?" a monk asked in a low voice.
"Just... he offended Lu Zhiling and gave face to Mo Shang. Putting the two together, the surprise is probably too much."
Monk: "..." I'm also confused, Mom, why does this kind of thing exist? The son of destiny and the leader of the demonic path are one person. This is a world composed of a storybook, right? !
Zhu Sheng felt a little dizzy, but with the sword praised by Li Keqing, he felt that he could still withstand such an impact. Just... But if he knew another thing, he didn't know if he would be able to get up.
But for the time being, he can still get a little buffer.
"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. I lose."
The reaction of everyone in the world of immortality really put Ying Long, who was weak in breath, in a good show. After a while, the scales on his body fell to the ground. The dragon without scales also meant that it was difficult for him to do anything.
Yinglong's vertical pupils were not as bright as before, and were somewhat dimmed. The power of heaven that filled the wound in his chest was constantly devouring his strength and life.
But even before he died, he still didn't seem to be afraid at all. He was leaning there naked and still had a sense of wantonness.
Mo Shang and Luo Zhifeng looked at Yinglong who showed no abnormality. In the original plot, Yinglong went crazy in the end and was completely out of shape.
What factors led to the outcome of the original plot
the other side.
The living dead was first caught not by the monks, but by the mortals it looked down upon the most. The person who burned it to death was actually the mother of the original owner of its body.
This mother broke through several pairs of straw sandals and her soles were covered with blisters after traveling all the way here and saw the living dead occupying her girl's body.
When the mother of the original owner of this body wanted to light a fire and the living dead was tightly surrounded, the living dead squeezed out two tears and begged her: "Mother, I am your child -"
But the next second, its body was cut in half by a sickle, and the mother lit the fire with a bang.
The mother looked coldly at the living dead who were begging for mercy and cried, and said: "My child is a beast, and you are even less of a thing!"
The living dead turned into ashes before disappearing into this world, rummaging through the memories of the body it occupied. Only then did it discover what the mother said. The original owner of this body took the magic medicine and killed everyone in the family without acknowledging his relatives. The mother was the only survivor—
The living dead, the last ghost from the demon world, regretted before his death why he found such a body, so that it didn't even have the chance to behave and beg for mercy.
But these are the fruits they bore before, and they must repay them now!
The Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Cultivation Realm stared at all living beings fairly and did not even cast its gaze on the only living dead. But it suddenly moved, as if something had attracted its attention.
It's reminding Luo Zhifeng!
Luo Zhifeng raised his eyes and finally understood why Yinglong was so crazy in the original plot. The soul of Soaring Snake suddenly emerged from Yinglong's heart. This guy didn't want to use the new beast to resurrect, but wanted to simply Occupy Yinglong's body!
In the original plot, it probably attacked Yinglong when he was not prepared, and was half successful, but something went wrong and caused him to go crazy, and was eventually expelled by the protagonist Mo Shang.
"Get out!" Yinglong was seriously injured, but the power of the dragon was still there. He was angry at the attack of the flying snake, and even more realized that it wanted to take over his body.
The ethereal soul of Soaring Snake hissed and smiled slyly: "Don't you want to know where the other missing beasts are? They were all devoured by me through a collaborator."
Luo Zhifeng glanced at the direction of the sky. The one who cooperated with Teng She was the system.
In the blink of an eye, several ferocious beast faces that Ying Long was familiar with suddenly appeared on Soaring Snake's face. Ying Long was startled, and Soaring Snake took this opportunity to hiss, and dived towards Ying Long's body!
Teng Snake has been planning this for thousands of years, how could he give Ying Long a chance to resist? He just wanted to take advantage of Yinglong's concern for other ferocious beasts, break through his defenses, and take the opportunity to occupy this body.
But Yinglong's transformation into Soaring Snake only lasted half of it. Half of his eyes turned cyan, but the other half was still Yinglong's red color.
Ying Long sneered: "Do you think I care about them?" No, what he cares about is the strong man who can fight with him, and now, that person is right in front of him!
All that was left of Teng Snake was a very weak soul body, and his thoughts were very confused. He shouted: "Where is my collaborator? You promised that you would help me!"
Ying Long looked at Luo Zhifeng and said word by word: "Kill him." He meant that Luo Zhifeng should kill him as well.
"I'm very satisfied to be able to fight you." The naturally murderous beast has been waiting for many years, and finally waited for an opponent who could defeat him. Well... this opponent is still his apprentice.
"No." Luo Zhifeng replied to him, "You have caused such a big trouble, and the devil's heaven does not want to let you die."
"Just go to the devil's world" and do some hard labor. "Luo Zhifeng showed a faint smile, and the incomplete Heavenly Dao of the Demon Realm laughed in triumph.
He raised his hand, and the Heavenly Dao of the Demon Realm happily opened a large mouth of space, swallowing and suppressing Ying Long before he could even refute a word.
The troublesome guy left, and Tiandao in the world of immortality finally closed his eyes. It then allowed the sky to clear the clouds and reveal the sun, allowing a faint purple light to fall from the sky and reflect on this area, forming such a beautiful scene.
It was like a beam of light was cast on the standing Luo Zhifeng, making the blood stains on his body covered up by the bright light, making him show such dazzling brilliance.
Purple air came from the sky, and the monks were the first to discover that there was a particularly special change on the ground. The brown soil turned dark black, like obsidian, and a black and gray aura gathered towards Luo Zhifeng, but it did not wrap around his body. Instead, it humbly bowed its body, forming the shadow of the Skeleton Throne.
The ghosts roared in my ears, which was not a prelude to biting and devouring, but a movement of welcome. The monks could not hear the unique joyful sounds of the ghosts, but they could see them exuding a cold aura, but they were close to the ground one by one, neatly arranged side by side.
They prostrate themselves humbly, as if they were afraid that if they raised their heads, they would disturb the beings who would occupy the Skeleton Throne.
They are not man-eating murderous gods, but kneeling courtiers. Thousands of phantoms of withered arms swayed regularly from the ground, causing several mortals to scream in surprise, as if they had seen the legendary "Yam Luo" in the Yang world.
They don't know that the glow in the sky and the endless creeping shadows on the ground were all born for one person. This is his coronation ceremony, to make him known to the world.
His name is Luo Zhifeng, and he is the co-owner of the two realms -
The author has something to say: There will be extra chapters.
The next world is the last world >3< Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution between 2020-05-1100:17:38~2020-05-1323:49:48~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Meow Queen 1;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! :,,,