I have a big problem with my past life

Chapter 388 Covenant of the Afterlife (Part [-])
From the eyes of others in the field, Chu Ran at this moment is like a madman who has lost all reason.

However, it is unprecedented for a lunatic to be able to do this. Not long ago, someone sacrificed his natal magic weapon to see what the black mist was, but the moment the magic weapon touched the black mist, it was swallowed up. do.

But today's Chu Ran, standing in the black mist without any defense, is still unharmed.

"Bastard, you... are you okay?"

After Ning Ye separated his mind and pulled away the black mist of destruction that enveloped Chu Ran, Ziyun, who had been outside before, immediately ran to him who was holding his head and screaming in pain, and asked anxiously .

Although for this big liar and old bastard who despicably and shamelessly coaxed herself at an ignorant age thousands of years ago, she always likes to sing against him on weekdays.

But now, seeing him, who has always been frivolous in the game world, showing such a painful appearance, Ziyun immediately panicked.

She didn't know what she could do, so she subconsciously stretched out her palm, like comforting a stray kitten on the side of the road, to touch Chu Ran who was in pain.

As soon as Ziyun's palm touched Chu Ran's head, he suddenly raised his head, staring at her with scarlet eyes.

"……It's you."

Chu Ran said so, his voice was low and hoarse, completely different from what he used to say.

Ziyun's face was filled with joy, unexpectedly, even if this bastard was delirious and went crazy, he had forgotten many things, but he still remembered himself.

But soon, she realized something was wrong, and her smile gradually disappeared.

Because the way he looked at him in front of him was completely different from the previous ones. It felt as if the phrase "it's you" in his mouth was not referring to her as Ziyun, but to another person. one person.

Immediately afterwards, "Chu Ran" turned his head and saw Ning Ye beside him, his scarlet eyes were filled with deep-seated hatred.

At the same time, this killing formation built up with all the power of the human race since ancient times was also swallowed by the black energy with the power to destroy the world, and all the spiritual energy accumulated over millions of years was turned into the essence. Energy flowed into Ning Ye's body.

Even though Ning Ye had tried his best to let the Tree of Origin in his body absorb all the devoured power, as a transiting body, he still inevitably absorbed a small part.

Even if it was only less than one ten-thousandth part, Ning Ye couldn't bear it now. The body was filled with the essence of spiritual power, like a balloon that was about to burst.

Just as he was struggling to suppress the spiritual power in his body, he saw Chu Ran standing up from the ground and walking towards him step by step.

"Third brother, as long as you are fine, you were so scared to death when you rushed out just now..."

Before Ning Ye could utter the word "I" behind his mouth, he saw his good friend who lived and died together, with undisguised hatred burning like a raging fire in his eyes.

The kind of hatred and resentment that almost condensed into reality is like having a blood feud with oneself.

Before Ning Yeji could ask, "Chu Ran" condensed a ball of blood with a terrifying aura in his hands, and directly slammed down the killer, killing him without any defenses, without holding back a single hand.

At this time, he seemed to have completely changed.

Previously, this guy, in the identity of Daotian, used the wonderful kung fu created thousands of years ago to pretend to be a peerless master to attend this wedding, but in fact he was a parallel importer.

But now, in such a short period of time, he has truly become a so-called peerless master, and the ultimate move against Ning Ye just now is not something that Chu Ran, who has always been unscrupulous, can use at all.

Because he never thought that his good friend Chu Ran would attack him ruthlessly, and he was now focusing on suppressing the spiritual power of the riot in his body, so when Ning Ye reacted, it was too late.

To be honest, Ning Ye thought that one day she would die, but she never thought that she would die in such a way, at the hands of her good brother.

"MMP!"

Suddenly, "Chu Ran" burst out such a roar that was very characteristic of him.

With his other hand, as if he had betrayed, he slapped aside the half-condensed blood ball that was about to be released on Ning Ye.

And coincidentally, the place where the blood cell landed was exactly where Nangong Patriarch was standing at this time.

In the eyes of others, although the ball of blood contains extremely powerful and terrifying power, the speed at which it falls is extremely slow for a monk. Even a practitioner who has just mastered the practice can easily avoid it. Lose.

But what is surprising is that, facing the approach of the ball of blood, Patriarch Nangong was as motionless as a wooden chicken, and just resisted with his own body.

There was no earth-shattering explosion sound. When the ball of blood collided with Patriarch Nangong's body, it melted into his body like water absorbed by a sponge.

Patriarch Nangong still stood there motionless like a wood carving. After more than ten seconds, he spit out a big mouthful of blood, and the breath of life quickly dimmed like a candle in the wind, obviously suffering an unimaginable heavy injury.

And his body also seemed to be eroded by invisible forces, and part of his body had disappeared from the abdomen.

In fact, it wasn't that he didn't want to hide, but that he couldn't hide at all.

When the ball of blood flew towards him, he felt as if he was imprisoned by the power of space, he couldn't make any movement at all, and the power in his body seemed to be suppressed, and he couldn't use it at all.

Patriarch Nangong, who had always been afraid of death, hurriedly fled backwards, preparing to flee back to his usual closed-door forbidden area, relying on the heritage left over from ancient times to suppress this strange force that turned everything in the world into nothingness.

In fact, if it wasn't for the incomplete blood cell, he couldn't escape at all at this time, and was wiped out by his body immediately.

Patriarch Nangong, who ran away in panic like a bereaved dog, never thought of the current situation.

Even Daotian a thousand years ago never possessed such power at all. What happened to him just now?
On the other side, after yelling the phrase MMP, Chu Ran mumbled to himself, crying and laughing like a split personality, and finally flew out of the Nangong Family, disappearing without a trace.

Ziyun, who was worried about this unscrupulous bastard, followed immediately.

As a result, the field suddenly returned to tranquility.

And Ning Ye, after the aura in his body eased a little, put away the wooden sword that was used as a medium to break the formation, and walked step by step towards Dongfang Qingyue who was wearing a fiery wedding dress above.

(End of this chapter)