Chapter 29: Fate.

Fuji Rong waited patiently aside.
After searching this most area with the rest of the demon cultivators, but never found the young man who killed the true demon disciple, he had to admit that the opponent fell out of his field of vision.
Regarding the boy's disappearance, Teng Rong speculated that one was that the other party had a large shifting talisman on his body, which had been moved elsewhere-but if there was such an ancient talisman, why didn't he use it before he was injured? He turned his head to deny his guess.
Another speculation is that he hit the Grand Canal and entered some special caves.
Fuji Rong also tried to fall down where the boy fell (...), but no matter how many falling postures he tried, leaving traces of falling on the hill inch by inch, he did not disappear. . In the end, he had to give up his plan to also enter the special cave, and chose to stand still.
Sooner or later the boy will appear again.
As long as you can get the opponent's first level, avenge the true demon disciple, and bring it back to the true demon lord, you can get a ray of true demon energy. This is very important for Teng Rong, who has reached a bottleneck in his exercises. So he would rather give up some of the remaining illusory resources, betting that Lin Zhizhi will come out from here.
Fuji Rong is very persistent.
He was not born well. He had been drinking blood around Demon Abyss for nearly half a month in order to subdue the magic vine, not to mention just waiting here now. When others have chosen to give up searching for Lin Zhizhi, he still insists.
The unshakable man stroked the vines on his body and closed his eyes on the bushes to meditate cross-legged.
Until there is real movement on the hill.
Teng Rong opened his eyes instantly, and saw that the beautiful boy who was born well at a glance had appeared where he fell.
Compared to the previous embarrassment, when he reappeared, he seemed calmer. Although the robes on his body were still dirty, the young man had a straight back, and his porcelain-white skin gleamed with crystal clear light under the sunlight. Tsinghua was noble.
... No wonder the true demon disciple wanted to put him in the furnace.
But as a magic repair, what Fuji Rong hates most is such a decent person who pretends to be like this, who will tell him how dazzling the light is.
The magic vine wrapped around Teng Rong's shoulders was connected with his mind, like a huge tentacle, quietly wrapped around the boy.
His exercise method is "Magic Shadow Judgment". When he lifts the exercise method and jumps down from the tree, if an outsider looks like it, it means that a black shadow disappears in a flash.
The shadow is silent.
Therefore, Teng Rong's approach was also silent.
Quiet, dangerous, and deadly.
Just when he had come to the edge of the forest and saw the young man’s movements clearly at this time, he stumbled over the rotten fruit falling from the tree when he stepped over the roots of the tree with one foot, and knocked his head on the roots. The whole tree was trembling.
Fuji Rong: "..."
what's the situation? In his thirty-year cultivation career, he has never encountered such a thing that would trip up in the process of the Magic Shadow Judgment! This pile of rotten fruit does not fall early or late, and it must fall when he comes over! Damn it!
The young man looked at this side alertly.
Fuji Rong was not prepared to confront him head-on. As a magic repair, you must have the moral standard of magic repair. It is a foolish ability to fight against an opponent who has a thunder sword. Even if the opponent has been exhausted before being chased, no one can guarantee whether he is there. What ancient talisman did he get during the time he disappeared--he would rather go around one more circle and look for opportunities.
The magic vine, which was already close to the boy, was also wilted in an instant, looking almost like ordinary weeds.
The black-haired boy left here, and Teng Rong followed all the way.
The next opportunity he was looking for was when another wave of demonic cultivators hit him.
The young man was holding a divine sword, and the sky thunder descended into the world with a sharp sword spirit. Even though Nabo Moxiu was not strong, he was slaughtered like cutting melons and vegetables.
Teng Rong was fortunate in his heart, but fortunately he didn't rush forward when he first came out. In addition to rejoicing, he became even more greedy-what chance did he get after the fall? If you can succeed, these will be his!
When the boy and Moxiu drove into a valley all the way, Teng Rong was like a shit-chucking stick, standing behind the huge wood on the mountain peak, looking for opportunities.
The competition in the magic way is fierce, and those who can get ahead are all experienced generations. The more Teng Rong watched, the more frightened he became. This young man was obviously not very good at fighting people at first, but he has become more proficient in recent games and has made significant progress.
With such strength, coupled with the killing and cutting fruit jue, he has not let go of any demonic cultivators who begged him for mercy, and will surely have a place in the right way in the future.
Then... it would be even more exciting to kill him.
When a dying Moxiu pounced on the young man, the young man turned his back to Teng Rong, he thought: The opportunity is here.
Teng Rong raised his hand, and the magic vine entwined on the rock struck the young man alive, and together with the magic repair, made him suffer from the enemy.
The young man didn't panic, still like sinking water, flashing past the relentless magic vine, and slapped him to death with another palm on the cover of the magic repair sky.
However, Moteng stretched out his tentacles and entangled him endlessly.
Teng Rong jumped up from the valley, took out a spear, and locked the boy's heart by gravity, making him inevitable!
"hiss--"
When he took off, a little green snake spit out the letter, shook his head and wobbled up the tree trunk, and bit a vicious bit behind Teng Rong's ear. Then, he was bitten by the opponent's devilish energy and knocked down in the grass.
Teng Rong solved the beast, but the venom had penetrated into his earlobe, causing him to numb half of his body, and his offensive slowed down, and he rolled down the valley.
Why is this back today? !
Teng Rong was shocked. Before he could think about it, he had already rolled into the battlefield in disgrace.
"..."
Lin Zhizhi watched the man with the strange sound of Yin and Yang from appearing to rolling in front of him with strange movements, and he pressed the tip of his sword against the opponent's neck very smoothly.
The venom of the green snake was the most toxic when it entered the body. After a while, Teng Rong had regained his ability to move, but he had already had a fairy sword that he had regretted.
It only takes a single tap to ask the fairy sword to end his life.
Teng Rong is also a man who can bend and stretch. In order to survive, he can do whatever it takes. He hurriedly said: "Wait! I'm here to cooperate with you!"
Lin Zhizhi glanced at the vine that had stopped moving: "Cooperation?"
"You see, I deliberately sent myself to the door and gave my life to you. Doesn't this explain the problem?" Teng Rong's face was red, and he found an excuse for himself.
The black-haired boy said coldly: "It is enough to explain a problem, that is, you are stupid."
Lin Zhizhi didn't plan to tell him more, asking the fairy sword to swipe down, and he was about to end the life of this demonic cultivator.
Seeing that the other party's heart had been determined, Teng Rong's pupils were congested, and his spirit veins were abruptly exploded. Even if it is dead, he will drag the murderer into the abyss with him forever!
Mo Xiu's self-detonation methods have always been fierce. Lin Zhizhi was so close to him, he didn't have time to retreat, and he was caught off guard by the aftermath.
The light was shining, Lin Zhizhi half-closed his eyes, and could only open the Thunder Shield, turning his back to resist this round of self-detonation.
Someone hugged him from behind, blocked him from the power of self-detonation, and asked gently in his ear: "Is it all right?"