After transmigrating into cannon fodder, he and the protagonist [Transmigration Book]

The black-haired young man was covered in cuts and bruises all over his body, but there was still an aura of refusal to admit defeat in those dark eyes.

The Demon King was startled, and then he felt a kind of rage rising in his heart.

"eat you!"

After eating him, I am the only one left who is qualified to be recognized by the Dao of Heaven!

After eating him, this new plane will belong to him!

Just eat him!

eat him!

"Whoa-!!"

The chains swung out again.

This time, it didn't hit the ground, but entangled Shen Yixiu's body like a tarsal maggot.

This soul-binding lock is very evil, like a living thing, sticking to Shen Yixiu's bones and skin, greedily sucking the vitality in Shen Yixiu's body.

Shen Yixiu wanted to move, but found that he couldn't move at all.

This is an absolute level of crushing.

No matter how many monks come, under the cruel attack of the demon king, they can only die, there is no accident.

But Shen Yixiu couldn't sit still.

He must consume more of the demon king's physical strength, it is best to let him be injured, only in this way, the next plan can proceed smoothly.

Otherwise... I will really die.

——Yize is waiting for you to come back.

In my mind, Qingchenzi's voice seemed to sound again.

Shen Yixiu clenched his teeth, forcing himself to clear the Lingtai, and the chains wrapped him tightly. Shen Yixiu wanted to break free from the shackles, but the more he broke free, the tighter the soul-binding lock became.

The skin began to crack inch by inch.

The clothes were all torn, bright blood dripped from the wound, Shen Yixiu was still working hard, the strength of the chains was horrifying, the skin and flesh were broken, and the bones of the bones were also exposed.

Pain, severe pain, apart from pain, Shen Yixiu couldn't feel anything else.

A little bit more...

A little bit more...

There seemed to be a crisp sound of bones breaking in his ears, Shen Yixiu's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and tried his last bit of strength——

Hand, finally broke free!

However, at this time, the hand had lost any feeling, the bones in the arm had been broken, and the little finger was hanging limply, leaving only a layer of flesh still connected together.

Bright red blood trickled down the broken arm.

Shen Yixiu raised his head numbly, and slowly raised his broken arm.

Blood dripped down his bruised fingers.

The broken hand of the black-haired youth moved slowly in the air.

Looking at the black-haired young man who was trapped by the chains, the demon king slowly spit out a hoarse voice.

One sentence: "I... didn't want to kill you, but you can't live."

How good it would be to die after running out of lifespan.

Why pursue the Dao?

"In the final analysis, everything is your fault..." Before taking the words out of his mouth, the devil suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

The black-haired young man withdrew his hand suddenly, and a bright red talisman slowly rose in the air.

He was drawing a talisman just now!

Use the blood of the descendants of your talisman ancestors as an introduction to draw forbidden talismans!

The talisman released a burst of red light that almost stings people's eyes, and the devil closed his eyes reflexively.

This is an evil talisman, which is explicitly forbidden by all talisman masters in Yuanling Continent, because this kind of talisman will not only suck the blood of the enemy after it is formed, but also need to suck the blood of the person who drew the talisman during the drawing process. High, the drawn talisman can exert double the power.

Looking at the shining talisman in the air, Shen Yixiu pointed weakly.

"go."

Countless red threads emerged from the talisman, densely covering the sky.

These red lines seemed to be alive, and following Shen Yixiu's order, they rushed towards the Demon King like lightning.

The strange red blood thread surrounded the Demon King, trapping him into a red cocoon. As more and more red threads penetrated into the Demon King's body, the red cocoon became thinner and thinner until finally All gone.

The demon king stood in the air, his cloak stretched huge.

Bloodlines flowed through his body, constantly devouring his blood.

The energy of the body is rapidly declining with the cruising of the blood line, and the anger of the devil king is finally fully ignited at this moment.

He opened his arms, huge power surged out from his body, and all the blood lines that penetrated into his body were forced out by him, falling in the air and dissipating.

The Demon King raised his head slowly, looked at Shen Yixiu with his eyes without pupils, and then a terrible voice sounded from his throat, "Do you think this can hurt me?"

Shen Yixiu fell to the ground with difficulty, without saying a word.

The devil's cold and hoarse laughter echoed in Shen Yixiu's ears, "Even if I lose part of my own strength, you will still not be my opponent. Humans are human after all, how can they defeat gods."

As soon as the words fell, the demon king's hand instantly changed into a black vine-like creature, and then struck straight at Shen Yixiu's Tianling Gai on the ground.

The top of his head was sucked by a terrifying force, and then Shen Yixiu felt the vitality in his body draining rapidly.

Shen Yixiu thought of the scene before Shen Yangzi's death.

It was also sucked by the devil first

Life, and then swallowed into the belly with the belt and bone.

——And I was waiting for this moment.

Shen Yixiu endured the pain, and ordered the Luoling fairy bell on his wrist, "Now!"

suddenly--

A huge and frightening force came out of Shen Yixiu's body wantonly.

The spiritual power was like a frenzy, gushing out of Shen Yixiu's body suddenly, and pouring into the demon god's body along the pitch-black vine.

Luoling Xianling, a magic weapon of immortality.

The original book never said who its former owner was, but it said in detail that it has independent consciousness, and carries a part of the will of the heavens, is connected to the stars and the sea, and can store vast spiritual power.

The demon king put his hands on Shen Yixiu's head, absorbing the energy in his body, and was suddenly infused by this huge force, and was shocked in his heart—he wanted to explode himself!

The devil tried to take back his hand, but this time, he was horrified to find that his hand couldn't be taken back!

It was entwined with silver filaments, firmly stuck to the top of the black-haired young man's head, as if it had merged with him.And those silver threads all stretched out from Shen Yixiu's wrist.

It was not only wrapped around the black vines, but even grew along the black vines, spreading to the entire arm, body, and neck of the Demon King.

It has no offensive power, but it makes the Demon King and Shen Yixiu tightly connected.

Even severing his wrist to escape was impossible.

The demon king's dark eyes finally became crazy, looking at the silver thread on his body, he murmured like losing his mind: "How could this... how could you have this... no, no, no, impossible... impossible, obviously You are not entitled to it! How could you get it, how could you get him!"

The body of the demon god that he finally obtained.

Finally got it!

Shen Yixiu was lying on the ground, his eyes were bleeding, and he was struggling to look at the sky.

In the blood red, he seemed to see the Demon King finally lifted his thick black cloak, revealing his original appearance——

Shen Yixiu tried hard to open his eyes, trying to see who he was, but the more he tried to open them, the heavier his eyelids felt.

"Bam—"

A loud voice sounded.

Huge energy fluctuations centered on the location where the demon body exploded, and swept away in all directions.

After the figures in the sky exploded, countless rains of blood poured down from the sky, turning the barren land that had lost its vitality into a moist red.

In the haze, it seemed that a golden villain appeared and escaped along the crack in the sky.

Shen Yixiu was lying on the ground, his whole body was bloody and bloody.

——Finally, it worked.

"Xiuxiu...Xiuxiu! What's wrong with you, what's wrong with you..."

A familiar voice sounded in his ear, and Shen Yixiu turned his head with great effort, "...Little Lin'er, are you awake?" His eyes were covered by a cloud of blood, and Shen Yixiu actually couldn't see Xiao Lin'er, but he still turned his head with great effort. He pulled out a laugh.

"Don't talk, don't talk!!" Xiao Lin'er didn't expect to see this scene when she woke up, and tears flowed out of her eyes uncontrollably.

Why are you crying?

Don't cry, I... am not dead...

Shen Yixiu wanted to reach out and touch his face, but after a long time, he still couldn't lift his hand.

- It's obsolete.

"It hurts."

"Mom, Xiuxiu really hurts..."

Xiao Lin'er looked at the dying black-haired young man with blood stains on his face and wide-eyed eyes, big tears rolled down, "Don't be afraid, Xiuxiu doesn't hurt, Xiuxiu doesn't hurt, I'll take you Get out, and I will take you out to find someone to save you."

The plane was damaged, and the master of the plane fell into a severe coma.

The door fell into an unattended state, just hanging in the air so silently.

Xiao Lin'er stood up from the ground, strenuously carried Shen Yixiu on her back, and walked towards the door step by step.

The mountain behind Yuanzong.

All the sects gathered here, gathered the strength of all the powerful monks, and prepared to try their best to repair the Suppressing Demon Monument and reclose the cracks in the plane.

In order to prevent being disturbed when repairing the cracks, the remnants of the demon race in a radius of a hundred miles have been wiped out.

During the restoration process, there were demons who did not give up trying to break through the barrier, but they were all killed one by one, which seemed to have a deterrent effect. Gradually, fewer and fewer demons tried to break through.

Suddenly, another breath moved towards the space crack that was about to be closed.

Jian Xiuxiu, who was waiting next to him, was about to make a move, when Qing Chenzi's pupils constricted suddenly, "Fellow Daoist, slow down!"

Then, I saw a small figure walking out slowly and firmly from the crack, as if he had gone through a fierce battle, his face was stained with the blood of strange demons, and what was even more frightening was——his body On his back was a bloody, invisible person.

The author has something to say: the emotion is too rich, it made me cry...

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