They... Xiao Xuanqing couldn't understand it.
Apart from his shocked eyes, Luo Zhifeng and Li Luoqiong were having an exchange that no one else knew about.
They faced each other from a distance. After a while, Li Luoqiong took the initiative to say in her heart: "My voice is imprisoned and it is difficult for me to move like my vision. At the same time, my cultivation has also brought greater restrictions to me, so I cannot speak for the time being." .”
The stronger your cultivation level, the greater the restrictions in this area. This also resulted in Li Luoqiong being able to put on a pair of glasses for Xiao Xuanqing, but was unable to solve his own speech problem for the time being.
Li Luoqiong continued to say in her heart: "When my voice recovers, I will fight with you—"
His heartbeat was no longer the eternal tranquility of the glacier, but instead suddenly burst into splashes of joyful water. Luo Zhifeng felt Li Luoqiong's boundless fighting spirit and his desire to seek further breakthroughs in the way of swordsmanship.
In Xiao Xuanqing's eyes, the two big guys who were getting along peacefully just now suddenly developed an atmosphere of tension.
His face turned pale. Although he couldn't understand what happened in a short period of time, he didn't want to be caught between the two of them!
He will be turned into a piece of meat! Xiao Xuan was so panicked that he wanted to stop immediately. His whole body was covered with cold hair, just like a messy baboon...
At this moment, Luo Zhifeng promised softly: "Okay."
He understood what Li Luoqiong meant. This sword cultivator who only had the sword in his heart was upright, but not unkind at all. He could obviously choose to duel with Luo Zhifeng in private. After all, Luo Zhifeng's vest "Lu Zhiling" was notorious for being smeared.
Once the news of his fight with "Lu Zhiling" spreads, it will immediately cause a bloody storm. Inevitably, some people will maliciously doubt whether Li Luoqiong, a guest of the Lingxian Sect, has colluded with people from the devil's way.
This will do some damage to Li Luoqiong's reputation.
But Li Luoqiong's statement meant that he would put this duel out in the open!
Because he places Luo Zhifeng at a level worthy of attention, he is not afraid of rumors or losing, which will damage his reputation and status... He wants to fight Luo Zhifeng clearly and openly!
So Luo Zhifeng answered him - OK.
The almost conflicting atmosphere lingering between the two people suddenly disappeared. Li Luoqiong took a few steps forward and walked to Luo Zhifeng's side.
This is a subtle distance. It was so subtle that Luo Zhifeng could stab the dagger into Li Luoqiong's heart with just one stretch of his hand. It was so subtle that Li Luoqiong could unsheath the sword immediately and "kill the demon".
This should be a gesture of mutual trust between close friends! Xiao Xuanqing squeezed tightly and grabbed Lu Zhoubai's arm to stabilize his body.
Anyway, he felt nervous and conflicted, as if his eyes were no longer his own. A guest from the righteous way and a man from the evil way... Damn, he didn't expect this combination! !
Lu Zhoubai didn't mind Xiao Xuanqing's strong grip on him. He leaned over and asked Xiao Xuanqing in a low voice: "What is their relationship?"
Xiao Xuanqing thought about his words, mortal enemy? Old enemy? But it doesn't look like it. There is some kind of contradictory yet inexplicably harmonious atmosphere between them... Sometimes it can be seen that they do exist on opposite sides.
Before he could think of how to answer Lu Zhou Bai, the little ancestor intervened: "Is he the illegitimate son of this sword cultivator?"
Xiao Xuanqing: "???"
He pushed Lu Zhoubai hard and said, "Don't think blindly, it's not like that!"
After saying that, Xiao Xuanqing's body was still shaking. This guess was a bit too scary.
None of them noticed that for a moment, "Lu Zhiling's" little body trembled slightly, and Li Luoqiong even trembled slightly at the same moment - this reaction came from another consciousness existing in his body.
At the same time, the dull-eyed young man Mo Shang also reacted in exactly the same way. There was a voice coming from his soul, like a lament originating from the beginning of eternity, and there was a majestic bell that always accompanied him.
During these few seconds of "gazing", Mo Shang seemed to be overlooking countless tiny points of light from a high position. They are the only living creatures in the dry and vast red area, but some of the light spots do not emit the brightness like the bright moon, but are filled with dark, turbid black and blood red.
The earth roared and roared because of their existence, emitting bursts of dissatisfaction and fear that shook the world, as if these turbid light spots were cocooning its life!
Mo Shang recognized who the two light spots of different colors represented. The bright-colored light spots refer to the monks who have entered the spiritual sea, while the turbid-colored light spots, when magnified, are twisted and decayed souls.
They are killing the living monks, trying to escape by putting on this simulated human skin!
The "picture" that Mo Shang saw continued to change, and the overlooking perspective disappeared. Then he seemed to have become a person in the game, being pulled around to see more fragments.
- The world is falling, and the faces of every "person" who has no time to escape are full of fear and panic. In this kind of catastrophe, life is worthless!
Someone used all their demonic energy to try to fly and stop in mid-air, but they were immediately pulled by two big hands, and fell to the cracked ground like a kite with broken strings.
The sky and the earth were dyed blood red. Mo Shang saw that no one survived, and their bodies sank and sank together with the broken demon world.
Suddenly, the whole screen started to shake! Mo Shang saw a pair of hands slit the throats of the dead, and using their gurgling black blood as a guide, they drew an unimaginably huge blood array on the ground that was about to burst.
The blood array lit up with a scarlet light, imprisoning the souls of all the dead at the moment of their death.
The bodies of these dead people have been drowned in the deep sea along with the demon world. Their souls will have calmed down in the waves of thousands of years, but these hands have solidified their time, forcing them to remember it forever. The most painful moment of death and suffocation!
Mo Shang saw that there were tiny scales clinging to these arms that were so white that they were mixed with a bit of gray. They were blue, snake-shaped scales with a strange light.
As expected, what Teng She told was a lie from the beginning. How could he be heartbroken for his compatriots in the demon world? What he did to them can be summed up as extremely hateful!
The "picture" shook even more violently, and nameless anger surrounded Mo Shang's heart, like a raging fire burning his heart all the time.
"Huh..." The young man understood the reason why so many "pictures" appeared at the same time, and also understood the source of this unknown anger, "Tiandao, what do you want me to do?"
Such a small hint was enough for Mo Shang to deduce that the faint voice ringing in his ears came from the way of heaven - the way of heaven in this collapsed demon world!
"Do you want me to kill those dead souls for you?" Mo Shang said.
He knew that his quest for inquiry had begun... The existence responsible for providing the "examination paper" for inquiry was the way of heaven in this demonic world!
The "picture" in front of Mo Shang changed back to the original scene of looking down from above. This should be the perspective of heaven. This time, the picture has changed slightly compared to before. The light spots of turbid colors are annihilated one by one, and then return to what they were before, and the cycle repeats.
Mo Shang nodded slightly: "I understand."
This is God's answer.
When Mo Shang dropped the last syllable, his body was wrapped by an invisible force, and he regained his clear vision. However, his face reflected in the water was blurred, and the sword in his hand turned into a wisp. The extremely light and thin silk thread hung softly on the young man's wrist.
Mo Shang raised his head, with a faint smile in his clear eyes. He did not lose the original entanglement of the weapon at all, and leaped in the direction of one of the mottled light spots without hesitation.
Wang Yazi was a monk who came to Linghai to make up the numbers. Their sect did not have any monks with good cultivation, but in order to meet the number quota of the department above, Wang Yazi was successfully selected.
However, Wang Yazi did not realize at all that she was here to make up the numbers. On the contrary, she was so happy that she was chosen.
Before she was selected by the Immortal Sect, she was a concubine of a small family. She relied on her eldest sister for her life. Entering the Immortal Sect did not change her status in any way - because her eldest sister also entered the sect. He even became a disciple of the inner sect!
Wang Yazi's mother has always taught her the tricks of intrigue, and she always hopes that she will overthrow her eldest sister and become a master. Over time, Wang Yazi's mentality became distorted, jealous and moody. She didn't look down on the good of others, but she also liked to interact with others in a cowardly manner.
At the same time, she has many unrealistic fantasies in her heart. She wants to become a master one day, like the protagonist of the novel, who can block people and kill people, and gods can block gods!
Being selected for this trip to the Linghai Sea made Wang Yazi proud and indulgent, firmly believing that her opportunity had come -
She bitterly and sarcastically mocked her classmates who were not chosen, and even broke up with her friends who she despised. In this way, Wang Yazi broke into the secret realm of Linghai with great confidence.
Her good luck seemed to have really come - a rare young fairy beast actually jumped into the simple trap made by Wang Yazhi!
Wang Yazi stroked the soft fur of this "fairy beast" that came close to her, and fell into endless fantasies about the future.
She couldn't wait to rely on this fairy beast to win the envious and jealous eyes of the people in the sect, and trample under her feet the existence that once looked down on her... especially the sister-in-law who had always been on top of her. She had to sell her body with great difficulty. The resources she had just obtained were handed over to her by her sister-in-law so easily!
Wang Yazi gritted her teeth and couldn't help but tremble in humiliation when she recalled the scene at that time - she was demonstrating against herself, she must be secretly mocking herself!
When it's time to go out, when I rely on you to become a master... Wang Yazi looked at the "fairy beast" sitting on her lap and showed a twisted and slightly ferocious smile. When the time comes, she will bring the greatest thing to her life. The insulted sister-in-law was bought into a brothel and asked to try to be a cheap prostitute with a little bit of red lips that thousands of people would taste!
She was drowning in her imagination, and wanted to cut off her fingers, feed the blood into the mouth of the fairy beast, and let the blood drip to recognize its master—
Wang Yazi did not realize that the "fairy beast" obediently resting on her hand was sticking out its tongue greedily. What it looked at was not the blood that was about to fall into her mouth, but a piece of her finger.
It wants to eat... It has been imprisoned for so many years, and it has long wanted to swallow blood food! If he couldn't defeat his kind, how could he, a former monk, be reduced to wearing the skin of a beast
But fortunately, this woman really regarded it as a bullshit fairy beast and wanted to form a master-slave contract with it. It just thought it was ridiculous, and soon it was able to overpower this woman and get the freshest mouthful of blood!
Just when both the person who made the contract and the "beast" had ulterior motives, Wang Yazi noticed a bright light hitting the immortal beast.
Who wants to kill her beast? ! Wang Yazi was frightened and angry, hugging the fairy beast and running away. When she saw the young man with low cultivation level coming over, she revealed a ferocious murderous intention.
When she saw the silk thread on the young man's hand, Wang Yazi felt even more ridiculous: "You are not as good as me in cultivation, and you still use such a ridiculous weapon. Who gave you the courage to attack my things?!"
Mo Shang held the thread, a little surprise flashed in his eyes, as if he didn't expect Wang Yazi to escape so easily.
After that, he looked at himself and smiled: "So that's it..."
His current cultivation level is restricted to two levels lower than Wang Yazi. It is even less possible for him to rely on the power of the spiritual weapon to subdue Wang Yazhi. After all, what heaven has given him is only such a small line!
The author has something to say: The end of this world should not be far away... right
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