Born to be King [Quick Transmigration]

The pain of tens of millions of people was condensed on Mo Shang alone. This fact made everyone breathless, and they all put aside their entanglements for the time being, and turned their attention to Mo Shang.

The monks and mortals at the scene looked at Mo Shang, and those who were not here stared at this young body from a distance through the magic technique set up by the monks. The invisible mortals subconsciously stopped their eyes and prayed silently.

They saw—every bone in the young body seemed to be trembling, and Mo Shang's face was like a gray and old sculpture, without any expression on it.

In an instant, Mo Shang's neck and exposed skin were covered with fine red, dark green scales rushing out, as if to make Mo Shang into their beloved nest.

The speed of the scales spreading was so fast that one felt as if the neck had been rubbed, and the hard scales pierced through the flesh and blood, and the whole body felt phantom pain for a while.

What's even more frightening is that they watched a icy and piercing blood light flash in one of Mo Shang's pupils. That vertical pupil looked down at them from above, causing mortals to scream in horror: "Snake! Dragon!"

Those are undoubtedly some kind of monster's eyes, and anyone who looks at them can't help being frightened and repelled.Mo Shang's body was covered with dark green and red scales, and one arm had vaguely formed the prototype of a dragon's claw. He was suffering from pollution.

The suffering of thousands of people is just an appetizer, and the power of the two fierce beasts, Teng Snake and Ying Long, is trying to assimilate Mo Shang, the son of destiny, with a force of destruction.This force is screaming excitedly, it can't wait to create the next real beast.

And by then, the world of cultivating immortals will be reduced sooner or later!

Two phantoms appeared behind Mo Shang, they were distorted and fierce, like a cloud of smoke, they wanted to penetrate any inch of Mo Shang's body at any time.As long as they find a flaw and wait for the slightest shake in Mo Shang's body, they will not miss any chance to devour and assimilate Mo Shang's existence.

Everyone present was terrified, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably. Even mortals who were far away could not help but bow their heads in dizziness.The aftermath of the three-headed "vicious beasts" alone is unbearable for ordinary people——

Just when the form of the dragon and the snake seemed to surpass Mo Shang's human form, a small arc suddenly appeared on his face.In an instant, the phantom was suppressed, the form was reversed, and the red vertical pupils gradually faded from Mo Shang's eye sockets.

The densely packed scales were pressed down the bloody skin, leaving only sporadic crimson scales firmly rooted in the neck.

"Huh—" the bystanders couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.They still wanted to concentrate on watching, but found that they couldn't hear a single sound this time.

The people inside blocked the barrier and locked all the sounds.

But at this moment, Bai Yue only heard the voice of Mo Shang and Ying Long talking.

Ying Long laughed again after a short pause: "You have no way to completely stop this transformation, you can only find a way to curb it. I would like to see how long you can hold on? It seems that I am Time to celebrate the birth of a new companion early."

His voice made Bai Yue's heart tighten slightly.

Ying Long's voice continued, and his voice was full of bewitching and joking power: "Why do you help those ants? Otherwise - you wouldn't have fallen into this situation."

Bai Yue didn't hear Mo Shang's voice for a while, but fortunately, people outside the barrier could still confirm the appearance of people inside the barrier, which made him temporarily, temporarily relieved.

Immediately afterwards, he heard a short sneer.

Mo Shang in the barrier didn't refute Ying Long, but took advantage of the gap between the blow and turned slightly to Bai Yue's direction, saying word by word: "Do your own thing."

do my own thing?

Is he... talking to me alone?Mo Shang's speed was so fast that Bai Yue almost thought it was an illusion.

After Mo Shang finished speaking, Bai Yue somehow felt a throbbing in his heart for no reason. He heard a faint voice coming from afar, whispering to him.

Are you willing to... lend your luck?That voice said so.

"Lend it to whom?" Bai Yue heard his own heart voice, he was extremely vigilant at this moment, he couldn't stop thinking about it at this juncture, not to mention, luck is not a cheap thing that can be borrowed as soon as it is said, it is A treasure that can make all monks jealous and flock to it——

Mo Shang.The voice continued.

It carried an indescribable rhythm, and finally made Bai Yue realize that the existence of this voice is also a kind of existence similar to the way of heaven in the world of cultivating immortals.

...Is it the damaged heaven of the Demon Realm?

It's answer shocked Bai Yue's whole body, and he quickly remembered that what he said just now was because of his acknowledgment of Mo Shang... That's why there was such a thing as luck?

The master said that his luck is very strong, and after taking over the position of the suzerain of Lingxian Sect, his luck will rise to a very high level.Now, his luck is rooted in Lingxianzong, and Lingxianzong, the number one righteous sect, is connected with the future of the world of cultivating immortals.

Do you want to pick it up?How could he be the suzerain of Lingxian Sect after lending his luck?

Such worries flashed through Bai Yue's mind for a moment, but in the next second he clenched his hand tightly, the blood oozing from the torn wound stained the bandage red, Bai Yue almost thought that one of his bones would be cut off .

But this also brought Bai Yue back to his senses. He looked up at the distressed villagers and his companions, and then at Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling who were facing Ying Long in the barrier and were fighting to the death. ——

Bai Yue said, "I agree...to borrow it."

After Bai Yue said this, he found it easier than he imagined.If he loses his luck, is he not qualified to stay in the position of Lingxian Sect's suzerain?no!Bai Yue doesn't think that luck determines everything.Even if he loses his position as suzerain, he will regain it sooner or later.

He is not a vase relying on great luck to get to the top... Right now, he just wants to see the world of cultivating immortals return to peace.

When Bai Yue's words fell to the ground, everything became a certainty.He felt that something had been taken away from him, but instead he showed a relieved smile.

He remembered Mo Shang's words: "Do your own thing well." At this moment, Bai Yue looked at the mess in front of him again, and understood what he should do.

He had to straighten out this scattered world of cultivating immortals!

Then Bai Yue turned around, stared at those elders who were in high positions but looked like moths with piercing and stern eyes, and said loudly: "Prison them—these moths, and deal with them separately later."

One of the elders sneered: "Detain us? Little suzerain, where do you have the qualifications? We didn't do anything to offend the world of cultivating immortals."

He just made up his mind and felt that Bai Yue couldn't do anything to them.Even the tone of addressing Bai Yue is a joking "little suzerain", which is almost a sneer on the face of Bai Yue, who is a boy with no hair.

"In your position, you should fulfill your duties. You are in a high position, but what have you done to be worthy of the world of cultivating immortals? Elder Lin taught me to secure my position first... But now, why should I bear it anymore? !"

Elder Lin, who was working beside the old suzerain, paused while stroking his white bearded hand, and looked in Bai Yue's direction.

He nodded silently.The old suzerain practiced the golden mean, so he thought that Bai Yue, who was taught by the old suzerain, also upheld this attitude.

But now it seems that Bai Yue's gentleness hides a vigorous heart.

young man!However, such an attitude should be the most suitable way of doing things now, to kill all the moths, starting with these few moths who are in high positions and have been entrenched in Lingxianzong for a long time!

Seeing Bai Yue's attitude, the elders immediately teared their skins apart: "Little Sect Master, what ability do you have to catch us? Just relying on these... crooked melons?"

Isn't it crooked melon and cracked dates?Which of the young monks present was not wounded?

"Just because of my crooked me!" Just now, Bai Yue was shaken by the betrayal, but now, these elders clearly saw his transformation.

The moment Bai Yue raised his sword, these elders realized to their horror that his strength had made a huge breakthrough with the change of his heart.He can even use the spiritual power bestowed upon him by the old suzerain...

Only at this time did the elders realize that Bai Yue was not a kid who could be crushed by them at will—their perception was obviously too late. The ground is at the mercy of others.

"Are you satisfied with this answer?" Bai Yue withdrew his sword, and the killing intent in his eyes slightly subsided.He ignored the elders who wanted to argue about something, and turned to look at the people beside him.

"Please those who are still able to move and who are slightly injured should help those who are seriously injured, and always pay attention to prevent the ashes of the living dead from resurfacing, and immediately burn any suspected corpses with fire. People who are with me, think of a way, Take out the last living dead and kill him."

Bai Yue's tone was flat, but it gave off a feeling of deep strength.

However, the people in Wuluo Village are really "incompatible" with these monks, and some people yelled, "Why should we listen to you?"

As a result, this man hadn't finished his nonsense when he was kicked in the waist by a young man jogging over, and fell on his face to the ground.

The young man cursed: "You idiot, you don't listen to them, but we in Shuangmu Village listen to him, what kind of bean sprouts are you?"

He raised his foot, kicked the fallen man again, and said to Bai Yue with a smile: "I'm from Shuangmu Village next door. We know that the fairy elder saved us, so we came here to help. Well, they also want to come here Helper."

As soon as the young man pointed his head, some old men and old women came slowly, and many more middle-aged men wiping sweat. When they heard the young man's introduction, they all showed their white teeth and smiled brightly.

"Do you want to drag that damned thing out and burn it to death?" After receiving an affirmative answer, the young man and He Leyou pouted, "Why don't you take the idiot from Wuluo Village as bait?"

Bai Yue smiled at He Leyou, the pressure that had been accumulating all this time actually dissipated a lot in a few words.

Gaining Bai Yue's gaze, He Leyou coughed a few times, rubbed his head, and said awkwardly, "I'm just joking..."

Bai Yue nodded, and focused his gaze on Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling again, hoping...his luck can help you a little bit.

I leave it to you.

He Leyou glanced at the side of the silent barrier, and his smile faded a bit—Come on, the unknown fairy...

We do our best and leave the rest to you.

As if they had a tacit understanding, they couldn't hear the voices of the people in the barrier. They didn't know the victory of this battle, but the people present all cast a little attention salute.

Almost at the same time, they withdrew all painful and fearful gazes, and stared with silent gazes, as if in this way, they became the pillars of the person who was fighting.

Before the winner is decided, they need to do what they can.The rest... leave it to them——

The barrier was crumbling, but Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling were still distracted to maintain its existence.

The entire palm of Yinglong's right hand was missing. This was a gift from Lu Zhiling. When the weapon was blocked by the dragon tail behind Yinglong, he decisively bit off one of Yinglong's fingers with his teeth.

After the first successful attempt, Lu Zhiling seemed to be addicted, and repeatedly used his body as a weapon, breaking Yinglong's entire palm!

But because of this, Lu Zhiling paid the price—he was undoubtedly the one with the most serious injuries, his limbs were broken once by Ying Long, and he was forced to reshape through the elixir, and the new bones were reconnected by pulling the flesh, tendons and bones Looked like he wasn't hurt.

But if you look carefully, you can still see the uncoordinated and curved feeling of the limbs.

But even so, Lu Zhiling's eyes still followed Yinglong closely as if he had locked on his prey, and the corners of his mouth were raised high, outlining a somewhat exaggerated, bloodthirsty smile.He looked like an evil beast running out of nowhere, which would arouse everyone's suspicion and fear.

"You know you can't beat me, why did you come here to die?"

Ying Long was not afraid of Lu Zhiling's smile, and also showed a smile similar to his: "Why didn't I know that my apprentice is such a person who cares about the world?

If it is for your fellow disciples, this is even more strange - you are not a person who will show mercy to your relatives, but a vicious beast.Well, I'm even more curious about the reason why you did this, let me hear it? "

Lu Zhiling didn't answer Ying Long, but smiled again.This smile is not the same as the previous one, but Ying Long didn't grasp the reason for this strange feeling.

Lu Zhiling's sword was gone, so Mo Shang threw him a sword.

Lu Ya was the only one who didn't listen to Bai Yue's call. He only firmly grasped the figure of his lord with his black eyes, and used his peripheral vision to look for the weak point of the barrier at any time.

He knew that the battle could not continue in such a stalemate, Mo Shang and the Lord's physical strength were being weakened, and Ying Long...his recovery speed was faster than any monk!

Lu Ya thought, he is a qualified blade, he can sacrifice for the Lord at any time - this is why the Lord chose him in the end, right?He was going to die for the Lord.

But there was too little time for people to react, and the opportunity for one party to lose came too soon!Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling had scruples in their hearts, and they had always been distracted in maintaining the enchantment, and this gave Ying Long an opportunity to take advantage of.

The living dead man staying in the barrier suddenly pulled out a fang in his mouth, this behavior made him tremble all over, as if he had weakened in an instant.But with its bloody mouth grinning wide, it showed a sinister smile.

At the critical juncture of Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling's battle with Ying Long, the living dead raised their fangs with unique power, and rushed towards the barrier!

At this moment, the huge flaming sword in Yinglong's hand collapsed layer by layer from the hilt. It lost its shape as a sword, but it had the same shape as Yinglong's real body. The flaming dragon opened its mouth wide, and at the same time The off-string arrow usually flew in the direction of Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling.

It is like a raging fire rain, if it is changed, it will lock the two people in the enchantment as usual.But now, if Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling evade even a little bit, it will also break through the enchantment partially destroyed by the living dead from the inside, and bring the fiery flames to ordinary people!

Yinglong's wisp is probably just a scorching scar to the level of Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling, but it is not the case for ordinary people.

Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling were afraid, but Ying Long was not afraid, and directly targeted ordinary people.Ying Long was telling them—he wanted to see if you really cared about the world, and if you were really compassionate!

If you take it down, the mortal will be unscathed. If you don’t care about the attack or the enchantment, then let these many mortals be buried with you!

Ying Long didn't believe that Lu Zhiling had such a spirit of self-sacrifice, but he was surprised to find that Lu Zhiling's first reaction was to repair the barrier.

This is really... Ying Long thought blankly, then goodbye, my "kind and soft-hearted" apprentice——

In an instant, the flame dragon turned around and headed towards Lu Zhiling who was maintaining the barrier.Ying Long made them think that his tricks were to destroy the barrier, but unfortunately, his real goal was to get rid of one of them!

"Ying Long" who was standing in place disappeared, and the real him had already changed into his original form, the "attack" brought by the so-called flaming giant sword!

He appeared from Lu Zhiling's side, and the blazing sparks beside him floated onto Lu Zhiling's body sporadically, and at an extremely close distance, he re-assembled a huge flaming sword, piercing through Lu Zhiling's heart with a puff.

As if embracing, Ying Long looked closely at Lu Zhiling's out-of-focus eyes due to the pain, and smashing this one, the other is obviously an easy target.

He said softly to Lu Zhiling, with a violent tone: "Look, what you practiced is useless to me."

Outside the barrier, Lu Ya let out a roar like a wolf's howl. He raised his sword and wanted to force his way in. What if the barrier was broken, so what if all mortals were dead? !Mo Shang, why did you let the Lord fall into such a situation!Mo Shang——!

"No...?" A lot of blood overflowed from the corner of Lu Zhiling's mouth, and his mouth moved slightly as if he was about to say something.Ying Long didn't want to give him any chance to break free, so he was about to make up the last blow.

But in an instant, Mo Shang not only failed to stop Ying Long's actions, but transferred the power of thousands of people that he had borne to Lu Zhiling!

Ying Long was in a daze for a while, he didn't expect that the person chosen by the Heavenly Dao in the world of cultivating immortals would be such an unscrupulous person!Hahaha... Not only did he not extend a helping hand to his companions, but instead he made trouble, trying to squeeze out all the remaining value of Lu Zhiling before he died, and throw the pain he absorbed on Lu Zhiling——

Scales grew from Lu Zhiling's body, even from the pierced wound, and he didn't even hum, as if he had lost all mobility, and collapsed limply on the wound that pierced his body like a puppet that had lost its life. on the sword.

"Mo Shang! You must not...!!"

Lu Ya's pupils were completely congested, and he let out a heart-piercing scream.But the monks and mortals around couldn't do anything and didn't know. Looking at this absurd scene, they didn't know whether to be afraid of Ying Long who was close at hand, or fear... They once regarded it as hope, but it was in front of their eyes. Mo Shang who killed his companions!

The crowd became a mess, Bai Yue opened his mouth, a blank expression appeared on his bloodless face.

Have they trusted the wrong person...?

Ying Long paused, but his mind didn't stop spinning.He thought a lot in a short period of time. Mo Shang thought that by doing this, he would be able to leave him with a big burden, but he did not expect that his blow did not completely hit Lu Zhiling's sea of ​​consciousness, which made him feel dangerous. dodged.

Then, Lu Zhiling who did not "die" will become a heavier package of Mo Shangxin who betrayed him.After all, this son of destiny recognized by the world of cultivating immortals has underestimated the leader of the demonic way, and his underestimation will lead to a complete loss!

However, when Ying Long thought so, Lu Zhiling opened his eyes. He looked like a snake and a dragon at the moment, and his pair of vertical pupils brought natural fear to people, but Ying Long was shocked to find that there was still a trace of clarity in his eyes .

But Lu Zhiling, who was awake like this, had no intention of running away from his wounds immediately. Instead, he directly held the giant sword of the flame, which was a part of Yinglong, with his hand. !

As if committing suicide, he took the initiative to let the huge flaming sword penetrate his sea of ​​consciousness, and Lu Zhiling "hugged" Yinglong's body at close range through this method of sacrificing himself.If you don't know it, it probably looks like a very close hug between a friend or a long-lost reunion between a master and a student.

But the body pierced by the bloody giant sword made this "hug" smell of bloody death!

The only trace of clarity in Lu Zhiling's eyes was about to disappear. He moved his lips and uttered only a few broken words: "No... yes..."

Ying Long didn't feel the slightest joy. When he penetrated through Lu Zhiling's sea of ​​consciousness, he finally discovered what he had overlooked.

"The world of cultivating immortals actually recognized you?!" He felt that Tiandao had completely let go of the authority, making Mo Shang truly the "lord" of the world of cultivating immortals, but why did this happen?

How could the Son of Destiny who killed the leader of the Demon Dao be recognized by the Demon Dao? !

This time it was really beyond Ying Long's expectation, manic and anxious emotions appeared on his handsome face.For the first time, he felt that things were out of control, and at the same time, he was keenly aware of something wrong.

He had a keen sense, but it was still too late. Mo Shang led Ying Long into a misunderstanding step by step, so how could he allow this opportunity to slip away in vain?

Mo Shang raised a smile, gentle, without any strength, at the moment when Lu Zhiling gave up his life to hold Yinglong, his sword was as light and silent as a willow branch, and looked soft, as if he had no strength at all.

The power of heaven in the world of cultivating immortals poured into the sword that Mo Shang had been carrying around. The blade hummed, and there were faint traces of vertical and horizontal cracks, as if it would break under the pressure at any time.

Ying Long figured out the cause and effect in an instant. He thought he had lured Mo Shang and the others into a misunderstanding, but he never expected that his apprentice would use sacrifice himself as a bait. Tian Dao deliberately delayed his perception. Everything... is to drag him down the abyss!

But how did they get his apprentice to agree to such a life-for-life method?This is what Yinglong is puzzled about.

This sword still pierced into Ying Long's chest as he wished, and what made Ying Long's face change drastically was not its power, but the source of this ordinary sword move——

This is... the sword move taught by Ying Long to Lu Zhiling, and it is the most common beginner's move.

Mo Shang smiled lightly, and said to Ying Long what Lu Zhiling hadn't finished: "This is not useless work, Master."

When he read the words "Master", Mo Shang's consonant turned up, and a smile that belonged to Lu Zhiling appeared on his face, and his voice matched Lu Zhiling's for a split second.

Ying Long's pupils shrank in an instant, and finally understood what he didn't understand——

Why would Lu Zhiling sacrifice himself?Because Mo Shang is Lu Zhiling, they are the same person from the beginning!

The technique of dividing the soul, the technique of dividing the soul... Hahahahaha!

Ying Long spat out a mouthful of blood, his lungs were shattered, the huge flaming sword disappeared due to loss of strength, and Lu Zhiling, who had lost his "spring", also slipped down. His black hair spread out, and his scales disappeared quickly. , a large number of wounds.

Lu Ya, who broke through the barrier from the outside, caught Lu Zhiling, but was horrified to find that the lord seemed not to be breathing.His eyes were cracked, and his voice was hoarse: "Mo Shang, you must not...!"

Lu Ya couldn't suppress his hatred, and pressed Lu Zhiling's pulse with trembling hands. His eyes were almost empty, and despair spread from his body, like a doll.

But he still has more emotions than a puppet, so that he won't immediately follow him - he hates, he hates all living people!

Did they make up their minds from the very beginning, to let the Lord die? !Be it Mo Shang or Bai Yue... They lied to the Lord!

Reclining and seriously injured, Ying Long looked at Lu Ya's mournful expression, leaning on the wall and laughing intermittently: "Hahahaha... Maybe no one in the world of cultivating immortals can imagine it?"

"Their leader of the Demonic Dao is actually the same person as the Son of Destiny...!"

"My good apprentice, you really deceived the entire world of cultivating immortals! How ridiculous, I also became that fool who was deceived! This is really a big joke!"

Aren't the two close?They are one person at all, naturally close!

Blood overflowed from the corner of Yinglong's lips, and his aura was constantly weakening, and he was at the end of his strength.

But even so, Ying Long was still laughing, the laughing became louder and deeper, and the voice became deeper and deeper, mixed with a hint of sadness.

But no one had time to pay attention to Ying Long, they were struck by the huge thunder, and they trembled in an instant, as if their souls were scattered!

what did he say?What did the beast say? !

what did he say?Lu Ya lowered his head with vacant eyes, and supported Lu Zhiling's body. He tried to wipe off all the blood on Lu Zhiling's body, and tore the black coat into pieces.

He didn't quite understand what Ying Long said, but thought that this was a struggle before his death, which also made Lu Ya feel more malice and hatred in his heart.How dare he describe the Lord and the traitor as one? !

That traitor deserves to be hacked into pieces, not even the slightest bit comparable to the Lord!He will send his head to the Lord... No, the Lord is not dead, he will wake up after resting.

Lu Ya was thinking vaguely, but was horrified to find that the Lord's body was turning into fine specks of light little by little from feet to head. He tried his best to capture it with spiritual power, but he couldn't... .

They flew in one direction without interruption - Lu Ya raised his head, and saw the light spots transformed from the Lord's body, which just merged into Mo Shang, the damned traitor.

How dare he compare the traitor who was cut to pieces with the Lord? !Lu Ya had been thinking this way for the last second, but in the next second, he watched the Lord's body turn into a shimmering avatar. It merged with Mo Shang into one!

No... Lu Ya seldom thinks wildly, his appearance is as taciturn as his heart, but at this moment, his heart is like an overturned paint tray, filled with countless "bad words" of unknown meaning.

The Lord is Mo Shang... No, what kind of blindfold did Mo Shang use to confuse my eyes, or he killed the Lord a long time ago and replaced him without being discovered by me? False, so he still used some kind of ecstasy...

Lu Ya: "..."

Lu Ya: "..."

The taciturn demon cultivator next to him was so startled that his eyes were about to drop, and the demon cultivator was dragged by Lu Ya.

Moxiu's subordinates looked at Lu Ya's gloomy face, but the words he said kept repeating like a monk chanting: "You tell me that all I see are fake lords, it can't be Mo Shang Mo Shang must have used something What you can see is that Mo Shang is not the Lord, right..."

Moxiu's subordinates were not so surprised by the fact that Mo Shang was Lu Zhiling, because...he saw a more terrifying scene.

Master Lu Ya?you? ? ?

Lu Ya repeated it expressionlessly, his eyes gradually lost focus, and he even went to pick his own wound, trying to use the pain to prove that he was dreaming.

None of this is true.

However, Mo Shang gave Lu Ya the last blow at this time. He raised a familiar smile and said easily, "Lu Ya, I'm fine, don't worry."

Lu Ya: "..."

It doesn't seem to be a dream, so what should I do, did I say that Mo Shang will die and I want to kill him?I have always expressed my distaste for Mo Shang in front of the Lord, then I, I, I...

The subordinate of the demon cultivator saw Lu Ya fall down with a bang, and screamed: "What's wrong with you?!"

Lu Ya fainted neatly, his hands were still obediently pressed to his chest, his pale face seemed like a protagonist about to be put into a coffin at a funeral.

He fainted, so he didn't have to face this tragic reality for the time being.

"what--!"

Suddenly there was a scream, which caused the birds to scatter in flocks. I don't know who was the first to scream, but it actually caused a large crowd of cheers.

Hastily hastily!Only screams can make them believe that this world is still the real world, okay? !

Moxiu screamed the loudest, as evidenced by howling ghosts and wolves.Lin Xuan, the demon cultivator's subordinate who welcomed Mo Shangcuo back to Xuanwu Sect, smiled nervously: "Am I right?"

Not only did he not mistaken the person, but what the hell welcomed back was the waistcoat of the lord! !

How can there be such a bastard thing?What about the whole person? !

Bai Yue's body was staggering, and he almost didn't poke over with Lu Ya, but his eyes were empty, and he didn't know why his hands always seemed to be put in front of his mouth as if there was nothing there—he was the one who was so frightened. The first person to scream!

Fortunately, this black pot seems to be able to cover the devil's head.Bai Yue glanced at a demon cultivator beside him in a trance, and then fixed his eyes on the captured elders.

Let's choose them as scapegoats...Moxiu, I don't dare.

Bai Yue finally knew why when he was dissatisfied with Mo Shang, why his master showed a strange expression as if he was constipated.

This is foresight, cheating apprentices!

He gasped for breath, and the words slipped out of his mouth: "It's really... number one in the world, shit." Awesome.

Xiao Xuanqing grabbed Lu Zhoubai's hand tightly. He originally wanted to protect Lu Zhoubai, a friend who was a little silly, but he didn't expect that he was the one who was taken away.After the astonishing equation that Mo Shang equals Lu Zhiling came out, Xiao Xuanqing's scalp trembled, and he didn't know how to react. He saw Lu Zhoubai beside him still so happy.

He couldn't help asking: "Your little friend Lu Zhiling and big friend Mo Shang are the same person, aren't you surprised at all?"

Lu Zhoubai shook his head, pointed at Mo Shang, and Xiao Xuan lightly pointed at Lu Zhiling: "Good man, good man."

Xiao Xuanqing actually understood Lu Zhoubai's meaning, the little fool was probably the first one to discover the truth, the hell he actually kept reminding himself!

Mo Shang is a good man, and Lu Zhiling is a good man!Lu Zhoubai didn't have a crush on Lu Zhiling, but called this particular person a good person—what he kept saying was that both Mo Shang and Lu Zhiling were "good people", and they were the same person! !

Xiao Xuanqing approached Lu Zhoubai lightly, thinking of his heroic appearance leading him away just now, he couldn't help but shed tears: "Brother, take me with you."

I'm the biggest idiot in the world, so I didn't grasp the opportunity to know this news in advance. Fortunately, there is the whole world of cultivating immortals to accompany me to be an idiot.

Actually, a little moved.

"I'm dizzy, I'm dizzy again..." A monk of the righteous way muttered, "Find someone to prop up his eyelids quickly. No one on the side of the demon way is still alive. We must not lose face."

"Why did he faint?" A monk asked in a low voice.

"It's just...he offended Lu Zhiling, and also made a face for Mo Shang. The two overlaps add up, and the surprise is too much."

Cultivator: "..." I really want to faint, mother, why does such a thing exist.The Son of Destiny and the leader of the Demon Dao are alone. This is a world made up of scripts, right? !

Zhu Sheng felt a little dizzy, but with the sword praised by Li Keqing, he felt that he could still bear such an impact.Just... But if he knows another thing, he doesn't know if he can still get up.

But for the time being, he can still get a little chance of buffering.

"The winner and the loser, I lost."

The reaction of everyone in the world of cultivating immortals really made Ying Long, who was weak in breath, watch a good show.After a while, the scales on his body fell to the ground, and the scaleless dragon also represented that it was difficult for him to do anything.

Ying Long's vertical pupils were not as bright as before, and somewhat dimmer. The power of heaven pervading from the wound in his chest was constantly encroaching on his strength and life.

But even before he died, he still didn't seem to be afraid at all, leaning there with his upper body naked, still feeling reckless.

Mo Shang and Luo Zhifeng looked at Ying Long, who did not show any abnormalities. In the original plot, Ying Long was crazy at the end, and he was completely out of shape.

What factors lead to the outcome of the original plot?

the other side.

The living dead were not caught by the monks first, but by the mortals it despised the most. The one who burned it to death was the mother of its original owner.

The mother broke through several pairs of straw sandals, and the soles of her feet were covered with blisters. She traveled all the way here, and saw the living dead occupying her girl's body.

When the mother of the original owner of this body wanted to light the fire and the living dead was tightly surrounded, the living dead squeezed out two tears and begged her: "Mother, I am your child—"

But in the next second, its body was chopped off by the sickle, and the mother ignited the fire with a bang.

The mother looked at the begging and crying mother coldly.