Chapter 88: The Two Realms (17)

Meeting Lu Zhoubai was an unexpected joy for Luo Zhifeng.
He is another important figure who has appeared in the plot. In the original plot, Mo Shang rescued Lu Zhoubai, who was almost killed by his fellow apprentice brothers, and found the hub of the broken devil world along the way-a dragon-shaped white jade medal.
Mo Shang used the dual spirit roots of light and dark to activate the white jade chapter in the dangers, but he still failed to completely control the world. There was an invisible barrier attached to the white jade chapter.
The two almost encountered life and death difficulties, and Bai Yuzhang did not play a role for a long time... Lu Zhoubai helped Mo Shang withstand a blow in despair, hoping that he could abandon himself and run first.
Unexpectedly, Lu Zhoubai's blood dripped on the Bai Yuzhang and became the last thrust to break that barrier!
After accepting the inheritance of the Demon Realm, Mo Shang understood the cause and effect
One of Lu Zhoubai’s ancestors was an aborigines who had escaped from the Demon Realm. At that time when the relationship between the Cultivation Realm and the Demon Realm was tense, his ancestors abandoned his identity without hesitation. People are together.
Their blood has been passed down for generations, and Lu Zhoubai has been very thin.
It was just this crisis that inspired some of his hidden potential, and eventually helped Mo Shang break the barrier and Bai Yuzhang recognized the master.
After this, Lu Zhoubai was reused as a hero, changing the state of being enslaved in the sect.
Luo Zhifeng glanced at Lu Zhoubai who smiled like a little sun—yes, Lu Zhoubai didn’t live very well in the sect. Although his cultivation level is good, his intelligence is close to that of a child, so Squeezed out by the people of the sect.
Because of a congenital defect, Lu Zhoubai didn't realize the rejection and dislike of his fellow apprentice brothers at all, and only thought that they gave themselves dirty and tiring work as a fancy performance.
"Brother, brother!" At a glance, Lu Zhoubai saw the sect disciples who were in the team ready to go, and accurately locked in the people he knew.
The monk he shouted to Senior Brother looked a little thin, and his face became stiff when he saw Lu Zhoubai at the moment.
The monk Huang Liang thought, didn't he deliberately not tell Lu Zhou about the Bailinghai Secret Realm? !
He deliberately wanted to exclude Lu Zhoubai, but he didn't expect this fool to follow him!
The fool even smiled and said to him happily: "Brother, why don't you call me, I almost fell behind!"
At this time, Huang Liang noticed that Lu Zhoubai was following two children. These two children did not have any spiritual power on their bodies, and they looked like two ordinary children.
He snarled, "What are you doing with the two kids!"
Lu Zhoubai rubbed his head and looked at Huang Liang with his hands folded: "I, I saw them living on the Linghai Sea. It is too dangerous. There are so many people around Linghai with unpredictable minds. If they are caught and eat meat What can I do?
So... I thought of brother, brother, aren’t you holding a living storage bag, can you help, don’t have to give me the spirit stone this month! "
When Lu Zhoubai saw Luo Zhifeng and Lu Ya looking at him, he pulled them aside, lowered his head and whispered: "Brother is a good man. He borrowed my living storage bag and returned it in January. My two spirit stones! He will definitely help you!"
Lu Ya glanced at Lu Zhoubai with his dark eyes, and then at Huang Liang.
He could tell at a glance that Huang Liang was not righteous, and he almost seemed to be in a demon. It was not as "good" as Lu Zhoubai said.
Looking at Huang Liang's look at this time, his face was distorted. It is estimated that he had long regarded the rented storage bag as his own, so he even had a murderous intent on what Lu Zhoubai said.
Sure enough, Huang Liang pretended to drop his head and lowered his head: "I'm very sorry... Junior Brother, I left the living storage bag in the sect."
"Huh? So?"
Lu Zhoubai was extremely lost, as if a tail had emerged behind him, and he was drooping weakly.
"Well, don't bother brother."
Huang Liang, who was noticed by Luo Zhifeng, suddenly raised a nasty smile at the corner of his mouth. He tugged Lu Zhoubai and said, "You don’t have to worry about you taking these two mortals... the safety of your children. Have you heard the rumors on the magic road recently--
There is a destiny in our place! Junior Brother, you are usually so lucky, maybe you are the one in the rumor... Hey, I quietly brought the spar that can find the Son of Destiny, if it shines, then that person is the Son of Destiny. "
As he said, Huang Liang took out a piece of crystal-clear jade. As soon as he put the jade on Lu Zhoubai's palm, the jade emitted a faint fluorescence.
Huang Liang's tone changed in an instant. He exaggeratedly pinched his throat and lowered his voice and exclaimed: "Tian-Junior Brother, you really are the Son of Destiny."
"With you, everything you meet can turn into good fortune, invincible!"
Huang Liang saw Lu Zhou Baixin's eyes dazzling, showing a malicious expression that could not be more obvious.
A fool is indeed a fool, he believes everything! When you die, all your things will be mine!
His eyes showed malicious and sarcasm as thick as black mud, and there was a voice gnawing at his mind unscrupulously. Huang Liang heard the voice of "self"
Why can a fool like Lu Zhou have such a high level of cultivation, he is valued by the sect and is pressed on his head! Why does he have worked so hard for so many years, but he is no better than a fool! Go to die, die to die... The fool should have died.
At that time, the flesh and blood of these two little mortal that he extremely cherish will become the sacrifice of the fool Lu Zhoubai!
Huang Liang's eyes showed a hint of blood red, but soon, the babble in his ear disappeared without knowing why.
What he didn't know was that the reason his ecstasy disappeared so quickly was just because he was oppressed by more powerful people and was scared away.
The two little mortal who Huang Liang thought were trembling and curled up behind, stood behind Lu Zhoubai and looked at him faintly.
Lu Ya's hand shook, and the corners of the little black skirt held by his fingertips turned into ashes in an instant. A small wisp of demon energy gushes from his fingertips, forming the greatest pressure on the monk who is about to enter the demon.
But this wisp of magical energy stayed at the fingertips, swaying like candlelight.
Lu Ya stared at Huang Liang, but didn't act.
Because the Lord has not given an order now, so he has recovered his life in vain for several days.
Lu Ya had already determined the death of this monk named Huang Liang, because he had discovered that the Lord standing beside him was also looking at Huang Liang quietly.
The lord’s black eyes contained something familiar to Lu Ya. He heard the lord’s chuckle, as if with a bewitching power: "Son of destiny...? Let him be the destiny. Son of it."
There was a little surprise in Lu Ya's eyes, Son of Destiny? Does the Lord know something? !
This completely unexpected thing made Lu Ya very uneasy, and therefore worried about the Lord's safety. But his stepping forward to ask Luo Zhifeng stopped suddenly, Lu Ya stood up again and turned back to the harmless "girl", but the skirt was missing a corner and became more tattered.
But there is nothing wrong. His skirt corners were already broken enough, but now they have only become more broken.
Lu Ya obediently stood beside Luo Zhifeng, carefully looking at the in his heart.
As the right arm of the Lord, he will not spy on anything.
Because he knows that the Lord will get his wish-it has always been.
"Go!" In front of this sect cultivator, a sword formation has been constructed, and the elders panted heavily, drank the sect disciples to roll in quickly.
This is a temporary passage built by them in the sea by using their spiritual power. They were afraid that something went wrong in the process of entering the whirlpool, and before they had time to touch any secret treasure, they were already dead!
"Fast forward!"
Hearing the elder's voice, Huang Liang immediately abandoned the fool Lu Zhoubai, and walked forward without looking back.
He wants to regain the secret treasure, he wants to become a master!
Lu Zhou Baixu said to Luo Zhifeng and the others: "You must follow me, you must follow me!"
Immediately afterwards, the three fell into the channel constructed by the sword formation at the end of the team. Just feel that the world is spinning, the scene in front of them has completely changed!
Lu Zhoubai looked around blankly, all the fellow monks standing around him were gone! Only he and Luo Zhifeng were left standing here alone.
And before their eyes, there was a broken blood moon, which exudes a scarlet light, which is surprisingly weird.
"Roar--"
Luo Zhifeng heard the low roars one after another, mixed with an unpleasant smell of sulfur. He saw rough gravel and red mud at the border.
In a blink of an eye, the crooked blood moon and the desert they saw disappeared inexplicably, just like the scene where the phantom was broken, and the picture in front of them was completely frozen.
When he came back to his senses, Luo Zhifeng and the other three were standing in a fiery red cave. The cave was deep and gloomy. The fiery red rock wall was cracked with one or two cracks from time to time. The darkness was the same, which made people suspect. Will there be any terrible monsters in the gap at any time?
The cave in front of them doesn't know where it leads to--
But Luo Zhifeng knew that he knew everything.
This place is the "screening field" of Linghai, and the blood moon and desert they first saw when they came in were the real trial field and the key to controlling the core hub of the demon world.
If they don’t get through this cave in time, they will be squeezed by the huge pressure of the deep sea of ​​LinghaiIn this special place, the physical fitness of the immortal cultivators becomes the same as that of ordinary people, and their bodies cannot withstand the pressure of the deep sea. If you fail, you will be squeezed to death by the pressure!
Luo Zhifeng scratched the red rock wall beside him with his fingertips, and the small stones fell off, which also exposed the things in the gap.
It was a pile of mud, or blood mud, and the only well-preserved eyeballs.
Luo Zhifeng's small figure looked down, and these eyes suddenly turned. In these pupils, there was an impersonal, struggling soul.
They died like mortals, their souls were pressed alive on the rock wall, suffering countless torments, and over time even the detained souls became deformed.
Luo Zhifeng looked at the painful appearance of the soul kneeling down and begging for mercy without blinking, pressed the stone into it, and released it to freedom.
He made a voice that no one heard: "The Son of Destiny will call for you."
This is-I will call the shots for you.
This kind of ghost stuff should be ruined.