Chapter 93: Two Realms (22)

This young man who claimed to be Mo Shang made Teng Snake feel extremely difficult. With just a few breaths, he was cut off several scales covering his neck.
For his body, this was tantamount to a heart-wrenching pain, Teng Snake's body suddenly convulsed, and the back of his grasped hands burst into blue veins.
It's such a blind little bug, but he suffered a lot from seeing him!
"Light and dark spiritual roots!" Teng Snake recognized the origin of this strange spiritual power immediately after Luo Zhifeng shot it. He squinted his eyes carefully and said with a stern expression, "It turns out that the lucky one who has the favor of the Heavenly Cultivation Realm is you— —"
After distinguishing it, Teng Snake showed a slight smile, and took the initiative to throw the entangled snake into a long whip back to his chest, showing a cooperative attitude.
"If this is the case, we don't have to be enemies with each other." Tengshe opened her hands, as if she didn't care about the pointed sword tip, her voice was hoarse and bewitched, "On the contrary, we will become the most loyal to each other. Ally, make a friendly deal."
"What deal?" Luo Zhifeng asked.
Teng Snake hissed and laughed: "I hope that the Demon Realm can see the sky again, and you, as the darling favored by the heavens of this realm, is a key that can hold and regain the broken Demon Realm that has been submerged in the Spirit Sea. Our goals are the same. Why not cooperate?
After that, you can become the master of the realm in charge of life and death, and even the realm of cultivating immortals will be in your bag. "
"What do you want from me?" the young man asked, his eyes clear and clear.
Tengshe slowly said: "I only need a few corpses, a few corpses of those who died in the immortal world, and I will use them to recall some of the people of the devil world. It's just a simple request, right?"
"...Yes." Luo Zhifeng said, as if already a little moved, Tengshe looked at him with scorching eyes, calmly, and seemed to have completely taken the actions he would have into his eyes.
"But it's a pity..." The young man fixedly stared at Teng Snake with his godless eyes. The gleam of his sword seemed to have become his second pair of eyes, Yin Guang Shuo Shuo, "I only believe in the words of the dead."
The corners of his mouth rose slightly, just smiling. The young man who was still moved and hesitant in the last second changed himself and became a murderer in the next second!
Tengshe’s proposal is quite touching. No one can resist the huge temptation to become the lord of the world. It is easy to take risks and do so-called win-win cooperation with Tengshe, but if you face Tengshe’s It's not the words of Luo Zhifeng who are tempting!
What Teng Snake said was the truth, but the truth was hidden in the truth.
Just need a little corpse? Where did the living corpse in the original plot come from? The way he obtains the corpse can never be the use of waste to the monks who died because of battles and treasures, but to maliciously hunt the monks and completely replace their identities, making the monks a breeding ground for living corpses.
From the inside out, the cocoon eats away the organs of the dead or struggling monk, leaving the body completely an empty shell.
Moreover, Luo Zhifeng can clearly understand that the living corpses of the original plot are not good stubborns. The key to the resurrection of these returned Demon Realm resentful souls is the living people. The living cultivators of the Immortal Realm are just a way for them Warm dishes.
At the very beginning, they still maintained a little bit of death, but as they killed more monks and mortals, they actually approached the real living people in the next step in such a deformed environment-recovery!
What they need is a corpse, but not a little corpse!
Tengshe wants to seduce Luo Zhifeng, and then squeeze him to the point where there is nothing left, so why is there a win-win situation?
what--
Teng Snake's pupils tightened, and saw a slow sword light hitting him, but he was yelling all over, he couldn't escape the blow.
In a trance, Teng Snake felt the wanton and crazy aura of the Silk Demon Realm from the youth.
This doesn't match his appearance with a warm and gentle appearance, or that this favored son of destiny originally has two different appearances, and he will be selected and favored by God!
"Ah!"
However, from the beginning to the end, Teng Snake did not intend to press Bao on Luo Zhifeng alone. His remnant body was turned into ashes under the attack of the sword energy, but he was laughing and facing the old man In his tone, he moved towards a clearing: "You are here!"
A crimson figure appeared suddenly, and it was Ying Long who had also entered the Linghai through another special way!
Ying Long looked straight at Teng Snake, holding his chest lazily, and said, "You is about to die. What last words do you have, can you just listen to it?"
This attitude is not like treating an old person who has been away for a long time, but rather like a terrible dislike, and I have to respond to him before Teng Snake is dying.
If Luo Zhifeng had not killed Teng Snake with this sword, Ying Long would have thought about making up another knife to kill the man. Otherwise, I would also be sorry for the two murderers Ying Long and Teng Snake. The contradiction between the beasts, and even the enmity!
Not surprisingly, Teng Shesi Ying Long's disgusting tone, his body was about to die out completely. At the last moment, he spoke to Ying Long: "Yes, I am dead, but don't you want to find our lost partner back?"
Ying Long's original appearance suddenly changed, his eyes turned into vertical pupils, and he said with a violent temper: "What do you mean, tell me, clearly, and honestly."
Teng Snake understands his companion no more. He is clearly a lingering guy in the world of cultivating immortals. He doesn't want to kill all the betrayed original demon people (moxiu), nor how to push the world of cultivators step by step. The abyss, on the contrary, established a sect in the realm of Xiu Xian, and still has a heart for the trail of those fierce beasts...
It's simply-lost the face of the beast!
Yes, Ying Long, a fierce beast whose combat power should be at its peak, entered the Spirit Sea for the purpose of not wanting to and damage the control of the Demon Realm.
Rather, with this resurrection of the Demon Realm, he was ready to go inside to find the missing beasts.
Those who are looking for light and dark spiritual roots are also holding him in order to achieve this goal.
Teng Snake raced against the clock and said: "After my search, I know how to wake them up! The souls who were suppressed in the demon world will be released, and they will be attached to the corpses of the people in the immortal world. After the blessing of the magic circle, they will be Returning—"
Ying Long's complexion didn't improve, just as Tengshe knew him, Ying Long knew Tengshe very well.
"and then?"
Teng Snake smiled: "Similarly, the lives of our companions are also connected to these returned souls. You must protect them, otherwise, after they die to a certain number, you will not want to know what will happen. This is considered a great gift to my companions before I die!"
There was sharpness in his laughter, this is the threat of nakedness!
Teng Snake grasped Ying Long's weakness, and he had to rely on this to intimidate Ying Long to passively protect those recalled souls.
Even if he dies with a snake, Ying Long can't escape his calculations! Unless, he can really leave that so-called ridiculous companionship. But at the same time, Teng Snake is very determined, this is impossible
Therefore, Ying Long is already a on the chessboard controlled by him.
"Haha..." Seeing Ying Long's terrible expression, Teng She turned her head to look at Luo Zhifeng who had heard the sound transmission at the last moment, "This is a return."
This was "returning a gift" and revenge. Since Luo Zhifeng had destroyed a very important part of his plan, he would send a small gift to Luo Zhifeng.
Then, this time, Tengshe only transmitted to Luo Zhifeng, shielding Ying Long completely.
There was a chill in his weak voice, like a poisonous snake that forced out the venom and showed its fangs.
"Actually, what I told Ying Long was a lie! How could there be a good thing that they would resuscitate those guys? Haha... It's a pity, even if you tell Ying Long this is my trap now, he will still never look back. Hit the ground!"
"How could he miss such a slim chance?"
"idiot."
Tengshe spit out such a word. He glanced at Luo Zhifeng with gloomy eyebrows: "You said, after seeing the magic circle I left, will he try to kill you by any means?"
This is a poisonous trick, and Teng Snake alone spread everything to Luo Zhifeng at the last moment, just to let him taste the feeling of despair and powerlessness!
An enemy who cannot be reconciled, hahaha-this is a great gift he gave to Luo Zhifeng who broke his plan!
Teng Snake's body was nearly extinct. At the moment when his vertical pupils turned into flying ashes, he heard the words spoken by the youth amidst wild laughter.
"idiot!"
The youth did not feel desperate or annoyed, but sent back the words Teng Snake had given him.
"What about a powerful enemy?" Luo Zhifeng lightly looked at Ying Long, his expression was extremely terrifying, like a large group of burning human flames, "Send me such a powerful enemy, but he called I-look forward to it."
The young man with a ponytail collided with Ying Long's turned eyes. He did not evade, but there was a fluttering emotion in his eyes.
Ying Long looked at Luo Zhifeng's expression vaguely with a murderous intent, but compared to killing him, understanding the living corpse clearly was the most important thing. However, in these few eyes of each other, Ying Long sensed the inexplicable familiar feeling of this monk with a light and dark spiritual root.
Ying Long frowned, and suddenly said something wrong with the bull's head: "Are you the kid who predicted to kill me?"
He felt a sense of familiarity, but only partially lifted the veil of such a long-closed little thing.
However, he only equated Luo Zhifeng with Mo Shangqi in the prophecy. This also made Ying Long feel that he had found the wrong person.
"Ah... I didn't expect that I found the wrong person at the beginning," Ying Long was a little dissatisfied, and a little regretful, "It's a pity, I thought the prophecy will kill me in the end, it will be the disciple I personally taught "
"It's a pity," Ying Long said generally, his eyes were full of molten light, like a demon who was addicted to flesh and blood, "Then I'm looking forward to it, how do you kill me."
When talking about being killed, Ying Long didn't want to solve Luo Zhifeng's killing intent in advance, but he was eager to fight and couldn't wait!
Excluding his ridiculous companionship by Teng Snake, Ying Long is definitely the fierce beast who longs for fighting, blood pouring, and belligerence!
He hopes to find other missing beasts is not just for nostalgia. He didn't establish the Demon Sect in the Cultivation Realm for refuge, but also because... Ying Long is always looking forward to a baptism of blood.
He wants this world to have enough people and fierce beasts to match him!
At this moment, the fierce beast showed a hideous corner from its eyes, and spied out the so-called prophecy that could hurt and kill him. Whoever is stared at this way can't help but tremble, because this releases a little bit of the aura of a fierce beast, formed from the ancient fight, and even today is still jealous by the heavens.
Amidst the roar of thunder, Luo Zhifeng smiled: "Okay, I am also waiting for you."
In the next moment, Chilong's figure disappeared, and the sky thunder, who lost his goal before it was too late to capture, rang out for a while and turned into nothing.
The time for him to start a war with Luo Zhifeng did not arrive, and Chilong just declared war temporarily. However, this declaration of war made him a little bit happy. Obviously, the kid in the prophecy was not a coward.
Not ashamed of... the name of prophecy.
In the last thunder of the sky thunder, heavy rain and small tremors, Luo Zhifeng laughed and uttered unfinished words. This is a title: "...Master."
On the other side, the long-lost brothers, Lu Ya and Zhu Sheng, who were in the puddle, were already in crisis.
They are trapped in a mustard world, which is a small world shaped by power, like a miniature of the world.
This small world of mustard seeds is a reflection of the conditions of the former demon world—the demon world is bloodthirsty and likes killing. It is a sanctuary for all bloodthirsty and a burial place for the weak. The shadow of a round of blood moon shines on their heads at all times, that is the source of their devil energy, and at the same time it will also arouse their bloodthirsty sex.
The devil world was once barren and lonely, and the only way of entertainment was killing. Some high-ranking people used this as a gimmick to organize batch after batch of life-and-death battles!
Lu Ya and Zhu Sheng, who fell into the small world of mustard seeds, faced such a situation. They became two weak young children, and they couldn't use demonic energy or spiritual power.
The physical strength of Zhu Sheng's body is slightly better, but correspondingly, he has encountered other restrictions. He is accustomed to using spiritual power's meridians to be attacked and squeezed by demon energy all the time, so that he and Lu Ya's victory or defeat is still five to five points.
Next to the virtual arena in the small world of mustard seeds, the demons were full of shouts and shouts.
"Kill him! Kill him!"
"I can put all my bets on the younger brother of the two!"
Lu Ya's calm eyes reflected a distorted and murderous smile on his face: "Now, let us take a look at this pair of twin brothers, who will kill whom?!"
"Hahaha! Two people must die one, two people must die one!"
This mustard seed world is a lot like the fantasy world manipulated by Lin Yue, but this time it is not tempting people to have greed, but it is mandatory for one party to kill the other party.
Encourage cannibalism!
Lu Ya's pupils shrank almost inaudibly, and he read a kind of magical nature on the demons who were watching. I'm afraid that if one party didn't kill another party, or a tie, the magic repairs in these mustard seed worlds would swarm them and eat the two sides in the ring.
He raised his hand and had already murdered his "brother" opposite. Lu Ya wanted to preemptively.
He didn't know what kind of mental changes had taken place in the opposite Zhusheng. Zhu Sheng had also maintained a defensive and vigilant attitude towards the opposite person, but when he heard the twin brothers in the mouth of the Demon Xiu who declared the war, he squatted in his heart!
Zhu Sheng recognized Lu YaFuck, this is really his brother!
Fuck, his brother is going to attack him first!
Zhu Sheng saw Lu Ya's hand hitting his eyes, and he planned to use his nails as a weapon to goug his eyes. The moment he stared at Lu Ya, Zhu Sheng saw Lu Ya's deadly black eyes.
At this moment, Zhu Sheng exploded! He turned his head to avoid the fierce blow and yelled, "Lu Ya, I am your biological brother. Back then, Moxiu kidnapped you from your parents and killed them... I didn’t know until not long ago. Your life experience."
fake? Really?
Lu Ya missed a hit, a bit confused for the content of Zhu Sheng's words, but didn't take it seriously.
He intuitively felt that Zhu Sheng was telling the truth, and it wasn't a lie.
But...a bit subtle, it doesn't mean that he is merciful.
Zhu Sheng exploded, not because his brother wanted to kill him, but because he started to scold Lu Zhiling in his heart.
What the did this magic repair do to his brother so that he will become such a puppet? !
Zhu Sheng blurted out: "What the did Lu Zhiling do to you? You were deceived by him. If he is still alive, I will definitely break him into pieces. Bah! Damn thing!"
Lu Ya calmly thought about preparing for the next surprise attack for a second, and the next second his eyes opened angrily: "Don't insult the Lord!"
"You were fooled by him blabla..."
"Are you... Ling Xianzong's blessing? Which Li Luoqiong guest holds the pump?" Lu Ya was angry, and did not forget what he had learned. As soon as he recognized Zhu Sheng, he began to use words to provoke Zhu Sheng’s anger and put him in the same state of imbalance as his own mentality. He contemptuously said,
According to rumors, Li Luoqiong Keqing is nothing but a sack of fame. man of."
"You can't say that!" Lu Ya succeeded, Zhu Sheng jumped his feet, and couldn't help but scold Lu Zhiling harshly, "This must be a rumor spread by Lu Zhiling's hypocritical villain"
Under the magnified influence of the atmosphere of the devil and the bodies of young children, Lu Ya and Zhu Sheng's mind really seemed to have returned to their childhood.
They began to fight each other, but it was not the kind of hearty fight imagined by the magic repair outside the ring below, but...
"How can the Lord compare to Li Luoqiong?"
"That girl can't compare to Li Keqing, listen to me!"
"A fame and honour man, I bah!"
"I, Lu Zhiling!"
The two fans who had been infinitely shrunk their minds began to peck at each other frantically, and consciously restrained the so-called killing rules.
If one side does not let the other side, it turns into a ball like a primary school student fighting, and no one lets anyone!
The onlookers who came out virtual: "???"
"Puff!" The young teenagers "Lu Zhiling" and Luo Zhifeng who were still staying with Lu Zhoubai "perceive" Lu Ya and Zhu Sheng from a distance...Well fighting, couldn't help laughing.
"It seems that their lives are not in danger for the time being," Luo Zhifeng said. "At that time, they will need external force to push them."
His gaze fell on Li Luoqiong, who had also entered the illusion, and Li Luoqiong also turned his gaze to one side in time, as if he had seen Luo Zhifeng through numerous obstacles.
They looked at each other from a distance.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Don't be afraid!"
Lu Zhoubai was robbed of all his hearing. He kept pulling Luo Zhifeng and didn't want to get separated with the only child left. Luo Zhifeng's smile made his body tremble slightly, and Lu Zhoubai was afraid of him as Luo Zhifeng.
No. Luo Zhifeng shook his head, dispelling Lu Zhoubai's doubts.
Lu Zhoubai breathed a sigh of relief, and said to himself: "Why haven't I seen anything all the time...? Didn't it mean that there is an illusion?"
He walked all the way without encountering the slightest danger, that is, countless barren sands and barren sands, and the color of the gravel changed subtlely as he walked.
Lu Zhoubai, whose eyesight was numb by the sand, did not see. There was a phantom beside him poking out of the air just now. Pain and joy coexisted. Obviously, he had just experienced a battle and gained something. thing.
This person just came out of a small folding space, and saw Lu Zhoubai, the same group of intruders who just showed a greedy look. Before his figure was completely solidified, he was kicked back by a small figure
This person: "???"
She was completely stupid, staring at the changing space around her again.
Damn, come again? !
How about such a big living treasurer just now?
Therefore, there is no danger around Lu Zhoubai, just as soon as he approaches, he is wiped out by Luo Zhifeng!
Also subtle, this kind of thing happened several times, and it actually burned an indelible mark in the hearts of that batch of intruders, including other batches of intruders.
Damn it, that famous idiot is really not pretending to be a fool, he seems to be really blessed!
Lu Zhoubai: "?"
Luo Zhifeng was not as dazed as Lu Zhoubai. He pulled Lu Zhoubai a bit, squatted down on the sand and wrote a word: "Wait."
Wait? What are you waiting for?
Naturally, waiting for the real good show to be staged, the real master of this sandy land is not their uninvited group... The living corpses are coming soon.
A few days later.
"woo woo woo woo…"
There was a whining sound of resentment in the air, which seemed to be an empty cry from the depths of hell, and it seemed to be a cry for help.
The monks who entered are like locusts, regardless of death or loss, and frantically asking for spiritual weapons, magic weapons and even fairy weapons in this damaged demon realm. They dig three feet into the ground, wandering in one folding space after another.
Many monks have lost in this area, and more monks have gained a lot. Holding their powerful weapons, they desperately killed all the monks they encountered who wanted to the treasure with themselves... They regarded this damaged demon world as a large undiscovered treasure.
But how did a damaged Demon World come from such a large number of intact treasures? That was a catastrophe that almost caused a cultivator world to bury it.
Most of the monks were blinded, so they did not hear the sobs, the cold wind blowing through their ears over and over again--
"Couch...couch."
In the depths of the earth, one after another white bones arms stretched straight above the soil, and the grievances imprisoned in the demon world by immortality roared and shouted: "Freedom, freedom, freedom!"
They were supposed to sleep in the ground, but they were awakened by the magic weapons they once possessed. If a monk was digging three feet at this time, he would definitely not find any creatures hiding in the sand.
They were all trembling, being swallowed, crawling and moving forward, because...the wise they already knew that the tragic grievances in this area had been awakened by blood and greed.
They would rather die than be picked to become the physical bodies of these rotten souls. That is more painful torture than death!
It just so happens that the resentful souls don't look at these beings for the time being. They dig up greedily, and there is an invisible voice urging them-occupying the bodies of living people and devouring their flesh and blood, you can recover and be reborn!
The overcast color is eating away the original color of the sky bit by bit...
And this piece of land that has been abandoned for a long time seems to have been awakened by this abnormality. He was a little bit eager, but at the same time, repelling and terrified like seeing something so disgusting.
The lack of God in the eyes of the imprisoned system faded, and a scarlet light flashed again: "Soon..."