Born to be King [Quick Transmigration]

On a fine day, the gauntlet sent by Mo Shang arrived as scheduled.

In a joking and relaxed tone, he described this death match as a long time no-show, as relaxing and joyful as a spring outing.

In order to prevent Mo Shang from doing anything wrong, Lu Ya checked the news first. As a result, he almost tore the spirit paper of Yunmo Pavilion to pieces.

"Is this a provocation?!"

When Lu Ya was protecting Lu Zhiling, he was most like a young monk, and his eyebrows were somewhat similar to the cheap brother Zhu Sheng.

He threw a dagger out, nailed it deep into the wall, almost brushing the cheek of a demon who walked in.

The demon cultivator was not surprised by the "sneak attack" at all, and his black eyes were as indifferent as Lu Ya's.

Lu Ya instructed Moxiu without turning his head: "Where are the people sent out before? Did you bring any good news?"

This is also the reason why Lu Ya became more and more angry when he read Mo Shang's news. Mo Shang's tone was so relaxed, as if those demon cultivators he sent to ask for advice were cowards, and they couldn't get into his eyes like flies.

Moxiu lowered his head down: "...Sorry. There are no more people in the sect to send out. Now all the sects are investigating the existence of the living dead. The Xuanwu sect is better, but there are several sects above Sincerely submit and submit to my sect's conditions, I hope we will send people to carry out the screening."

"Tsk, those old foxes..." A trace of displeasure flashed in Lu Ya's eyes.

Although the Xuanwu Sect's plan to defeat the Demon Sect Alliance had a great impact, the evil consequences caused by Mo Shang's exposure of his identity...even the return of the Lord could not be completely suppressed.

Those idiots with open ambitions in the Demon Sect have all been eradicated, but there are still old foxes and grasshoppers who wait and see.

They verbally said that they would submit to the Xuanwu Sect, and once the matter was over, they would be able to push the Xuanwu Sect to show its great demeanor and righteousness.

To put it bluntly, I just want Xuan Wuzong to do white work, so that they can spend less manpower and energy.

This is why Lin Xuan did such a stupid thing, but the Lord still let him stay to make up for it...

Lu Ya murmured.If only he could help the Lord in this regard as well—

It's a pity that Lu Ya is a very qualified sharp blade, with the power to cut mountains and rocks, but when it comes to confronting the old foxes, he still lacks a little atmosphere.

But... Leaving aside these old slickers, Lu Ya is serious about the future development.

Only monks who have personally experienced the power of these living dead can feel the imminent momentum of the mountain rain.Even if the existence of the living dead is known all over the city, those who have not experienced it will still only hold the idea of ​​"that's it".

They don't know the horror of the living dead.

Lu Ya ordered again: "No matter who scoffs at this, we Xuanwu Sect members must be vigilant to everyone who appears around us..."

"If necessary, you can even use flesh and blood to lure. The living dead may have mixed in everywhere, waiting for the moment when we relax, and take advantage of it!"

"They may be relatives who depend on you for life, or they may be furnaces that you despise. Remember, don't trust anyone—"

In a closed fairy banquet, the monks had a great time with the host and guests.

Li Huan was a little monk who came in after a relative's invitation. He was dazzled by the table full of spiritual fruits and delicacies.He was sitting alone, holding the jade cup and sipping the spiritual wine, the spiritual energy was rushing to his stomach, and there was a faint feeling of alcohol in his heart.

What a luxury... He thought in a daze, and continued to drink while pillowing on his arm, half drunk and half awake.

"He fell asleep?"

"Sleep."

"Then it's time for us to eat."

Li Huan responded softly, thinking in his chaotic mind what were they talking about?Could it be that the spiritual foods he ate were just appetizers before the big meal, and the real delicacies were yet to come—?

The next moment, his body was grabbed, his aura was devoured, and even his flesh and blood were engulfed by the greed of the guests, as if it had become something else's implantation...

"what……"

Li Huan let out a short cry, and the mouth no longer belonged to him.His feeling of being slightly drunk naturally completely subsided along with this sudden and terrifying nightmare.

He was pulled, but he was not pulled into the gentle land by the beautiful fairies, but became a moving delicacy on their dinner plate.

Li Huan was almost torn apart by the pain in his body. He couldn't understand or imagine that this was actually a man-eating cave!Don't his relatives know the situation in this devil's den? Why did he let himself come here? ! !

But he was enduring the great pain of being divided and devoured, and when he set his eyes on the guests who regarded him as a feast, Li Huan's eyes were engulfed by boundless gloom and regret.

The relatives that Li Huan had envied and looked up to were the ones who were lying on his body to enjoy!

As far as I could see, they were all people with the same gray skin...the same orthodox monks who were full of passion for flesh and blood...

Except for Li Huan, no one present was a living person, and this place has long been turned into a den of the living dead in the devil world.

After a long time, Li Huan's body slowly got up. He groped for his body covered with minced flesh, and licked the fresh blood on his lips, revealing a hungry voice: "Hungry... "

In a magical cave.

The demon-looking carpenter crossed his legs and judged disdainfully: "Then Lu Ya from Xuanwu Sect told us to be careful of the living dead again?"

Sitting next to him is the big man Moxiu who is the carpenter's sworn brother Shishi, Shishi scratched his head foolishly, and replied slowly: "Yes..."

The carpenter squinted, and cleaned his overlong nails with a click: "Be careful what you say, people close to you may become murderers at any time... Where did such alarmist news come from? It really is a brat."

"I think it's fake to guard against the living dead, and it's a real idea to take the opportunity to kill the demon cultivators who are dissatisfied with the Xuanwu sect. After all, if a person dies, they can be pushed on the head of the living dead, so that the Xuanwu sect can eliminate dissidents." "The carpenter analyzed clearly, "Besides, if there is something wrong with someone close to him, how could he not notice the slightest clue? The senses of monks are not as dull as ordinary people!"

"You think so? Brother Shi——"

Quartz said slowly: "Yes..."

As soon as his voice fell, he suddenly changed his tone and said at length: "...No."

In the carpenter's horrified gaze, this simple and honest brother Moxiu bit his neck, his weak spot like a wild beast, with his lips parted and his teeth exposed!

"Eh... you?!"

"Quartz" showed a strange smirk, and shook his head stiffly: "I don't like the name of the living dead. I am a demon who will eventually be resurrected!"

On the first day of the duel between Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling, the figure of the living dead was completely torn off the fig leaf and exposed in front of everyone!

The number of resentful souls coming out of the Demon Realm is not too many, but the people killed by them without exception are left with a batch of empty shells.

Some of the powerful empty shells are occupied by resentful souls. They can eat, wear, live, and travel like ordinary people, but the remaining empty shells lacking "souls" can't be covered up.

They are ignorant, the most manipulative marionettes.He is not afraid of being buried by fire, and can even absorb the monk's spiritual power and magic energy for his own use.

What's worse, some resentful souls set their minds on the mortals in the mortal world, transforming them into an army of undead in large numbers...!

What's more, it just turned one of the mortal emperors into a living dead, and then provoked the common people's bad feelings towards the monks by issuing decrees and other measures.

Some ignorant people in the mortal world, driven by this power, began to find people with spiritual roots and magic roots and other spiritual talents on their own, strangling them in the cradle on the spot, in order to break the monk's inheritance!

The monks who were close to the Dao of Heaven have seen the scene of thunder and thunder suddenly for several days in a row. This is what the Dao of Heaven is foretelling and warning them.

Why both the Righteous Way and the Demonic Way set up branch sects in the mortal world, and the existence of wanton massacres of mortals is a minority after all?

Because the mortal world is the foundation of the world of cultivating immortals, they must maintain this silent balance.

but……

Li Luoqiong and Luo Zhifeng at this moment stared at the sharper and brighter sword hovering in the quenching sword pool, as if they were talking to themselves.

"But the resentful souls from the demon world don't seem to understand what is root and what is root. They have a unified cognition that they can be resurrected naturally after devouring enough flesh and blood. If they are really successful, they will eat until the end. They would just clank and turn into flying ash and die."

"Compared to resurrection... this is more like a sacrificial ceremony. The resentful soul is a ready-made tool man, tirelessly moving towards the goal. In the end, he can only make a wedding dress for others—"

Luo Zhifeng continued: "This is very similar to the posture of the blood-sucking insect clinging to the system. Has Soaring Snake ever made any deal with the system?"

Luo Zhifeng guessed that Teng Snake had made some kind of deal with the system, and this deal might be traced back to the time before the fall of the Demon Realm...

Its body was exhausted and it was coming to an end. Soaring Snake was definitely not willing to see such a thing happen, so it was logical that he hit it off with the system.

The fall of the demon world, the demise and disappearance of the beast may all be inseparable from Teng Snake's deal.

Compared with Teng Snake's ruthless, calculating behavior including his own homeland, Luo Zhifeng who only longs for a strong master can be called stupid and sweet.

Luo Zhifeng sorted out his thoughts, and probably decided that this should be a matter of absolute importance.

Listening to Luo Zhifeng's self-talk, Li Luoqiong said slowly after a while: "...I don't understand."

"Do you need me to tell you something?" Luo Zhifeng was happy to be leisurely, um... the one-third of him who is leisurely.

Speeding up his pace means that all his actions have become much more radical than before.In order to solve some thorns in one fell swoop, there will be a lot of planning to be done.

"No need," Li Luoqiong thought for a while, then shook her head stubbornly, "I will figure it out myself."

Jianxiu knew that Luo Zhifeng carried many secrets, but he didn't want to be told directly in this way.

He wants to explore on his own. Then, they are equal existences standing at the same height——

Yes, Li Luoqiong is obsessed with swords, but it doesn't mean that he is so cute and stupid that he can't discern a certain sense of alienation in Luo Zhifeng.

This is... the man from beyond the sky.

"Okay." Luo Zhifeng smiled slightly, this was the last free time.

The day of the duel between Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling.

Cultivators with low cultivation bases are not qualified to approach this field. They may not be able to withstand the impact of energy, let alone they have no time to participate.

More demon cultivators came, and there were only a few orthodox monks present.

A circle of demon cultivators surrounded a few righteous monks, their eyes were shining brightly, as if hungry wolves were ready to attack at any time, and they would tsk twice from time to time, as if they were about to hit melon seeds of……

Standing in the circle of Moxiu's gaze, the young Patriarch of Lingxian Sect, Bai Yue, couldn't bear the frown of Wanwan's eyes.

This attention gift... is too much.

Some demon cultivators hated Mo Shang deeply.

There is also a part of magic repair, how should I say it?They think Mo Shang is very interesting.

This starts with the bet on the battle. Mo Shang offered to hand over the rights of the Demon Realm to the Demon Dao if he lost. This is one of the reasons why the on-site duel is so formal.

And if he wins, what kind of conditions should Mo Dao Fang pay?This has become a more difficult problem.

It's impossible to give up the position of Xuanwu Sect's suzerain, right?Even if Lu Zhiling himself is willing, it is impossible for Mo Dao to agree.

Under the current situation, Xuanwu Sect has become the sure leader of the magic way, and it is impossible for another organization to keep pace with it in a short time.

When Mo Dao was repeatedly entangled, Mo Shang, the opposing party, proposed a condition that was acceptable to this side.

The young man's face was lost, and it seemed to be covered with a layer of mist in the sun. He pursed his lips lightly, held a cup of tea, and smiled nonchalantly: "Conditions? Why is it so difficult? If I win , I will punish you...call me number one in the world."

At that time, the orthodox monks who had bulged their eyes and racked their brains to negotiate almost sat down on their buttocks.

Moxiu was even more taken aback, and someone stupidly yelled: "Gah, are you simple?"

Corresponding to the control of the Demon Realm... is the title of number one in the world?Zhengdao wanted to ask Mo Shang to think about it again, how could he be so perfunctory?

As a result, the young man only smiled and turned to the orthodox cultivator beside him, and casually said to her, "Then add... you?"

This means that both Zhengdao and Modao gave him the title of number one in the world.

The orthodox monks were greatly troubled by Mo Shang's casual and soft handling. When passing the news back, the young suzerain Bai Yue also pressed hard on the center of his brows, deeply feeling that he was getting old before he was old, and his hair might grow old one day. It fell all over the place.

With a sigh, he complied with Mo Shang's reasonable but unreasonable request: "He is willing, so be it."

Bai Yue was accommodating the man of destiny predicted by the old patriarch, but this was definitely not convincing, not even trusting.

They don't realize what this light promise can mean.

They couldn't imagine it, but Luo Zhifeng held everything in his hands.

"Here we come—" Moxiu, who was watching, turned his eyes away, and Mo Xi gave way to Lu Zhiling who arrived on time.

Lu Zhoubai was also on the scene, and their sect didn't think this fool could be of any use, not to mention he was being covered by Mo Shang, so they let him come here.

Coincidentally, Xiao Xuanqing is also here.As soon as he saw an acquaintance, Lu Zhoubai happily went to meet him. For example, when he saw Lu Zhiling now, he wanted to go up to say hello.

Xiao Xuan lightly blocked Lu Zhoubai, keeping his secrets secret.

"Don't go there, I'm afraid that person will kill you!"

He is afraid of Lu Zhiling, although the smaller one is not much, and even seems to treat Lu Zhoubai differently, but...

Who knows if the adult Lu Zhiling and the child Lu Zhiling have two different ideas?Xiao Xuan doesn't gamble lightly, and tells Lu Zhoubai not to gamble, save your life.

Lu Zhoubai was stopped, and did not continue any other actions. He looked at Mo Shang, pointed at him, and said to Xiao Xuanqing: "He is a good man."

Xiao Xuan nodded lightly: "Yes, he is from our side."

Then... Lu Zhoubai poked his finger aggrievedly, then raised his eyes to look in Lu Zhiling's direction, then he is also a good person.He pointed at Lu Zhiling in his heart.

Aren't they all about the same?

Xiao Xuanqing was dragged by Lu Zhoubai in a daze, missing the possibility of knowing the truth in advance.

Miserable, really miserable.

Lu Zhiling's appearance at this time is in line with the aesthetics of the magic way. His long black hair is draped over his shoulders, and the red lines on the pure black collar are faintly visible.Fascinating and handsome, red and black are superimposed, carrying the power that seems to induce death and suffocate people.

Lu Zhiling took his knife. This knife is also blood red with a black curved jade-like inscription. The color is like the silk threads surrounded by countless networks.

It's like, the...blood line that symbolizes human life.

Lu Zhiling was dressed in black, and Mo Shang who followed him was dressed in black, as if the two brothers had made it clear that they wanted to be two conflicting individuals.

Mo Shang now tied up a ponytail, and the light blue hairband rubbed against his palm, like a beauty putting on makeup, which made one's heart itch for some reason.

He was wearing a white coat, with the usual green shirt lining, which looked less dignified, but also more free-spirited and casual.

He and Lu Zhiling's temperament also seemed to be on the opposite side, making the onlookers very curious, how could two people with such contradictions become brothers?

Mo Shang smiled slightly, and suddenly threw something at Lu Zhiling——

"Huh!" The onlookers were startled, thinking that Mo Shang had just started a fight so suddenly.

When Lu Zhiling took it steadily and spread out his palms with complicated expressions, they realized that it was exactly the same blue hairband as Mo Shang's, with jade-colored bamboo leaves on it, enough to distinguish it from the real one.

"Put it on." Mo Shang said, "It makes me feel like...back to the beginning..."

Lu Zhiling really didn't refuse, he pulled up his hair with his hands, and tied the headband on his black hair silently.Those who are interested have noticed that he has always had his hair loose to the outside world, but at this time, the movement of tying his hair is so proficient that it seems to have been rehearsed thousands of times.

What's more, his movements seem to be [-]% similar to Mo Shang's.

It seems...they used to have a very good friendship.The demon cultivators didn't know about Lu Zhiling's past, but they found some clues from these details, and they were in a complicated mood for a while.

Not all magic cultivators are born and bred, a large part of them are the existence of fallen demons later.Abandoning the past... cut off from the past, which is undoubtedly painful and does not want to recall the past.

So, when they saw Lu Zhiling's appearance, their hearts couldn't help sinking a little bit.

They were worried that Lu Zhiling would miss their old relationship, and they deliberately showed mercy, and the expressions on their faces became a bit grim for a while.

The demon cultivator who didn't have such a past also grimaced, and felt a little disgusted and dissatisfied with Lu Zhiling before the fight started.They had preconceived along with other demon cultivators that Lu Zhiling was bound to deal with it lightly, or even let him go.

Damn, wouldn't that be embarrassing for their demon cultivators? !

"what's the situation?"

Before the battle even started, it became tense because of the small exchanges between Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling.The more sensitive orthodox monks noticed the abnormality of some demon cultivators, and leaned back to avoid their dissatisfaction that was too clearly revealed.

They are even more inexplicable, what are they doing?Infighting before starting a fight? !

Lu Zhiling pinned a strand of loose black hair behind his ear, and said without killing intent, "Then, let's begin."

Before the end sound fell, he took Mo Dao's reaction into his eyes, and a smile that was not noticed by anyone flashed across his eyes.

For a drama, the most important thing is to arouse the emotions of the audience and let them sink into the created atmosphere.

But later...they see how the people on the stage act, and how the people on the stage move, they are the puppets of the fans.

Lu Zhiling's ending sound is very soft, so light that it feels a little soft.But the people in the audience immediately realized that this was all an illusion!

As soon as his words fell, the long knife showed its sharpness uncontrollably, like a streak of crimson streamer across the sky, so fast that people couldn't see the trajectory clearly, it was already slanted and startled——

"it is good……"

Mo Shang's voice seemed to be melted into the boundless murderous intent. Once they made a move, it was a life-and-death posture!

No one shows mercy, they are fighting, they are fighting, as if two lone wolves are robbing their prey... Just looking at it makes people's blood boil and blood surge up.

Hoo, hoo... For a moment, only the roar of the wind, the pounding of every heart, and the silent killing intent wrapped around the neck could be heard in the arena!

This sudden desperate fight left an indelible imprint on everyone's eyes. At least for a short time, they couldn't forget the feeling that even their souls were trembling, and they couldn't help feeling a little ashamed for the so-called idea of ​​letting go.

They are wrong.

The fight between the two is a life-and-death fight, even if they are facing their senior brothers who used to get along comfortably, none of them intends to show mercy.

This is a real... admirable opponent.

A seed quietly took root in the hearts of the monks.

Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling were fighting faster and faster. They were already among the most favored children in the world, and their cultivation was even higher than that of most people.

If there were people who were jealous of their talents before, thinking that if they had such talents, they would still be able to soar into the sky... Now, wake up.

They couldn't even see the specific movements of the fight between Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling. They could only see the afterimages flashing one after another, and then the frenzied vibration of the barrier erected around them, one after another, the monks responsible for repairing and maintaining the barrier Like rain, they are continuously making innumerable improvements.

Terrible, terrible!

They all carry deadly killing intent in their breath, and the weak breeze can be used as a new killing weapon at any time.Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling were not only fighting with swords, but also engaged in a duel of pure strength.

They beat like thunder from the sky, and it was so hard to see that there was nothing but shortness of breath!

There was blood gradually dripping down on the ground, as if a bewitching blood flower was splashed on it, stunning and suffocating.

The hearts of the audience were indeed moved. They barely managed to capture the details of the afterimage fight, and some even tried to judge who had the upper hand by looking at the every move and expression of the high-cultivated people.

Lu Ya clenched his palm tightly, and his even breathing seemed to disappear from his throat.His black eyes were fixed on Lu Zhiling's direction, mechanically judging the situation of the Lord at the moment.

Someone's bone was broken... One side's cyan hair band broke under the impact of strong force, and a long ink-like hair fell loose.

A short section of gorgeous clothes was torn off and mixed in the mud...

Everyone present could see that the spiritual power and demonic energy lingering around Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling who were fighting were no longer as brutal and terrifying as they were at the beginning, and their speed was unstoppably slowed down a lot because of their injuries. Find out what happened during the fight.

However, no one was relieved.

On the surface, the monks couldn't tell who had the upper hand——Mo Shang had changed his hand to hold the sword, and his right hand drooped strangely, revealing that the inner lining of the green clothes was somewhat damaged and dark. Mark of.

Changing hands and using swords didn't seem to have a big impact on him. Some young monks tried to improve their swordsmanship by studying some of Mo Shang's moves, but he soon discovered to his astonishment that Mo Shang's One move and one move are just the basic moves of swordsmanship.

His moves are not gorgeous, but simple, as simple as a piece of catkins, but it contains beauty and power that others cannot analyze.

——It's just a sword...breaking ten thousand spells.

Lu Zhiling also seemed to be seriously injured, his lips were soaked in blood, making the stain even more sinister and gorgeous.The long hair that was bundled up had been cut off and loosened again with the cut of the blue headband. From a distance, she looked like an evil beauty. Even in her bones, there was a unique charm that ordinary people could not imitate. She was gorgeous and inaccessible.

His sword is lighter and ghostly than Mo Shang's sword, it is a sharp blade hanging above his head, and it is also a poisonous snake ready to go.

When you touch it, you will feel cold.

The collision of spiritual power and demon energy between them was coming to an end, and the two forces were exhausted almost at the same time.

Every bystander looked at the tragic battle situation and glanced at their exhausted strength, thinking this way—it's time to end!

It's time to end--

No, of course it's not over yet!The heartstrings of the bystanders were once again forcibly pulled into the vast waves, fluctuating in the vast ocean.

Neither Mo Shang nor Lu Zhiling stopped. They seemed to be fighting to the point of exhaustion, and they would not stop until one of them died.The spiritual power and demonic energy are gone, but there are still knives and swords, and when the knives and swords are broken, the body remains——

The fresh blood seemed to catch the eyeballs of every onlooker monk, painting their sights into a bloody picture, making their hearts restless, and the hot blood in their hearts seemed to be gushing out heartily!

They looked at the several picture stones used to record the battle, and they all saw distorted light and shadows, mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

How... terrifying. !

An orthodox monk was terrified when he saw it, and shouted hoarsely at the young suzerain Bai Yue, who was holding his palm, "Sovereign, let them stop!"

He looked at Bai Yue expectantly, Bai Yue should be the only one on the right side who is qualified to stop him.

Bai Yue's heart almost jumped out of his chest, his fair face was also dyed hot red, and he was sweating like rain in an instant... His spiritual power evaporated once, but it happened again like this.

He forcibly held back his breath, only to realize that he had pinched the palm of his hand with faint bloodstains before he knew it.

He has been receiving the elite education of the next suzerain, and has definitely participated in many actual battles, but this is the first time he has encountered such... a life-and-death struggle.

Bai Yue looked at the stage, and saw that the barrier had already become crumbling, but it was no longer needed, because the spiritual power and demon energy of the people on the stage had all been exhausted.

He knew that if this continued, it would probably end in the death of one party. This was an unacceptable result for him as the first suzerain of the Righteous Path and a possible future leader.

It's time for Bai Yue to stop, even if it's unpleasant...

However, at the request of the righteous monk, Bai Yue took a deep breath: "Wait a little longer, wait a little longer."

"This is...their battle."

He has no right to interfere!

Before this battle, Bai Yue maintained a vigilant attitude towards Lu Zhiling and even Mo Shang, but after this, even he himself didn't know... a little awe emerged in his heart.

It's just a little bit, but it's enough to take root and sprout and grow into a towering tree—this is just the beginning.

Both Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling couldn't hold on anymore, just when all the onlookers thought they would both fall down after this blow, Mo Shang suddenly made a sudden movement.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and a thorny mark appeared on the back of his hand.At this moment, Lu Zhiling's eyes froze suddenly, showing a strange blankness.

Many demon cultivators present, including some orthodox monks present, heard the buzzing from the depths of their souls at the same time.

"Go home... go home..."

"native land……"

This is the homeland of the people of the Demon Realm, and this is the Demon Realm that has been re-excavated from history.

The monk who was lucky enough to go to Linghai and come back alive, also reacted in a brief daze: "This is Linghai... Bah, the power of the demon world!"

"It used this method to pull us into a particularly real illusion!"

When they saw Lu Zhiling's appearance, they knew that he was immersed in an illusion.In the void, several extremely short and fast page-turning pictures suddenly appeared.

Sharp-eyed saw Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling in their youth, and a man whose face could not be seen clearly.

In the first few intermittent scenes, Lu Zhiling wore a smile similar to Mo Shang's, and tied his hair with a blue hair tie. The man was drinking wine and sitting on the sidelines with his legs crossed to watch.

And then...

The blood stained the ground, and the man whose face could not be seen clearly was wearing a gorgeous dress, holding Lu Zhiling's hand and letting the knife in his hand stab into his chest.

Mo Shang hid aside and saw all this, his expression was full of panic.

After that, it was Lu Zhiling who fell from the devil, and Mo Shang, with a blue hair band wrapped around his fingers, grabbed the silver-glowing sword blade and let it leave deep bloodstains on his palm.

In the end, Mo Shang, who had grown into a young man, met Lu Zhiling face to face, and his slightly opened mouth seemed to say, "Long time no see..."

This is……

It turned out to be like this... Lu Zhiling is so proficient at tying his hair because he has helped Mo Shang tie his hair countless times before they turned against each other.

The monks onlookers had the illusion of dancing while hanging on the tip of the knife. The fiery emotions depicted in those clips silently permeated everyone's hearts.

Moxiu rubbed his eyes for a while, he understood a little more... and assembled these several pictures into a complete story almost at the same time.

For some reason, Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling's master asked Lu Zhiling to kill himself.

Afterwards, Mo Shang continued to walk on the right path, while Lu Zhiling fell into the evil path.Mo Shang hated it, that's why he traded injuries for injuries so frantically, as if he wanted to fight Lu Zhiling to the death.But he also knew that Lu Zhiling shouldn't be blamed for Master's death, and he couldn't forget the friendship he once had...

It has shaped such a contradictory and conflicting individual.

No wonder... no wonder.

Lu Zhiling only stayed in the illusion for a moment, and he broke free in just a few seconds, but these few seconds were enough to change the day, enough to make his loss a foregone conclusion.

A sword rested on his neck without a sound, Mo Shang closed his eyes, blood oozed from the corner of his lips, staining the torn skirt red: "...Narrow victory...Condition."

Lu Zhiling was silent for a while: "Yes, I lost."

The two of them seemed to have escaped from that extreme state at the same time, drawing an equal sign for this battle.

"It's not fair!" You Moxiu muttered in a low voice. They faced Lu Zhiling directly, and they didn't know why they didn't want to make a big noise like before, as if they were afraid of alarming Lu Zhiling, who was half-stained with blood.

They don't know where this change came from, but they probably followed their heart.After "confirming" this point, they did not continue to struggle with this matter.

Moxiu thinks it's unfair!

They could see clearly that Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling should be evenly matched, but at the last moment, Mo Shang used the means of the demon world——

Hit their leader with things from their homeland? !

This is not fair!

"There is nothing unfair." The voice of the demon cultivator fell into Lu Zhiling's ears, and he turned sideways and glanced in the direction of the demon cultivator.

It was at this time that the audience discovered that Lu Zhiling suffered not only internal injuries, but also his leg bones were probably broken. When the devil energy was exhausted, he obviously couldn't get good nourishment and recovery.

The monk's body is strong, but the pain is still unbearable, but the two brothers Lu Zhiling and Mo Shang are both carved out of the same mold.

They all... kept silent, possessed extremely strong endurance and the ability to endure pain...

Seeing this scene, Lu Ya almost broke one of his canine teeth.

"I..." Moxiu was "summoned" by Lu Zhiling, and he didn't know why he, who had always been a thorn, couldn't feel the slightest resistance at this time, but stammered like a stutter.

In front of Lu Zhiling, he couldn't help but become "dumb".

Lu Zhiling said: "The Demon Realm belongs to Mo Shang. It is only natural for him to use him, and it is not considered cheating."

Moxiu stayed where he was obediently, without saying a word, as if he had a stronger sense of belonging to Xuanwu Sect.

Lu Zhiling turned his head again, and said word by word: "We will fulfill the agreement."

"Okay..." Mo Shang slowly showed a weak smile, he didn't chat with Lu Zhiling anymore, and he didn't talk about the phantoms of Lu Zhiling's memories that appeared, just like facing any stranger, he turned around He turned his head and left with some awkward limbs.

But the moment he turned around, he murmured in an ethereal and elusive whisper like the wind: "Senior brother, you too...haven't read the past."

Yu Shi, who had been watching from the sidelines, heard this vague sigh, and he didn't know why he didn't do it at this moment. He disliked cheating the entire Demon Dao, and even more so, his Mo Shang.

Maybe it's because... the world is impermanent?

Yu Shi also sighed in a rather complicated manner, and got strange looks from the demon cultivators around him.

But if he knows in the future that he is here because of Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling's troubles, he may not want to become a Buddha in place, but come back and let the sentimental self at this time be alive and die!

The world is impermanent... it's all drama.

Seeing Mo Shang coming out slowly, Bai Yue nodded to him, and the next moment he ordered to activate the teleportation circle that had been arranged earlier in the morning, teleporting them all back to Lingxianzong.

"Thank you." Bai Yue smiled, and suddenly remembered the promise he had made jokingly before, "Well...according to that bet, should I also tell you...?"

"Ah... you are, God..."

Bai Yue's expression was still a bit subtle, he wasn't completely convinced by it, and generally speaking, he still had a playful atmosphere.

Mo Shang shook his head,