It's not illegal

Although it seemed a little impulsive, Du Ling thought that he was definitely not reckless when he went up, at least he had a space to put his back on.

If this is directly against Qi Ling, of course he dare not use it casually, but if the opponent is Mo Wentian, he can still use it as a trump card and a life-saving talisman.

If it doesn't work, I can still splash him in the face.

Du Ling's memory is still fresh in the memory of the soul-divided soul encountering the spirit spring water and concentrated sulfuric acid, and he really wants to try again.

What's more, Xiao Li must know that he will not stay where he is, and fight alone without making any arrangements. It should be implying that the two will act separately, one in the light and the other in the dark for convenience.

Although Du Ling is not particularly confident in his concealment technology...

But as soon as he entered the range of Mo Wentian's demonic energy with the effect of pulling the lamp, he understood that all kinds of energy are chaotic, and different attributes of demonic energy and aura are entangled together, as if they were swallowed whole. Too late to digest.So there is no need to hide at all. A little monster like him in the metamorphosis stage breaks in, like a drop of water dissolves into the sea, and it can't even stir up a little wave.

It feels like breaking into someone's five internal organs temple, a little disgusting.

The parrot with physiological facial paralysis frowned mentally, regretting that it didn't have an extra paw to cover its nose.

After disliking the environment, Du Ling stretched his neck and looked forward. The trajectory of the Emperor's attack was clearly visible: the sword cultivator's abundant spiritual power was as aggressive as his sword intent, and the air he passed was full of it. Once clear, the target is more eye-catching than a lighthouse at night.

If he still brought himself with him, it would be like bringing a slowing target. Du Ling smashed his beak, feeling that Xiao Li's painstaking efforts would be in vain if he couldn't try to be comfortable for a while, so he shrunk the aura of the body protector again.Weighing the pros and cons of concealment and physical camouflage again, he reluctantly sprinkled a handful of dirt on his smooth and white feathers.

This is really disheartened, and it has become one with the surroundings.

After getting ready, Captain Du Ling, the vanguard of the field battalion, took a deep breath and began to cautiously approach the meeting place of the leaders of good and evil.

While crawling around the wreckage of all kinds of demon spirits, he was still thinking about what kind of trouble Mo Wentian suddenly made such a big noise and created this old group of suspected indigestion products.

It's not just to show that the big devil has his own bloody storm, it's very LOW to scare people.

Du Ling tried not to think about how many monsters were killed here, but only looked at the aura clusters that were forcibly included in the pollution range, many of them could still vaguely see their original appearance, basically they were innate spiritual things like the thousand-year-old ginseng ganoderma , I don’t know how many years of family property I have ruined, it is very painful.

You might as well give it to me if you waste it like this! !Du Ling felt the prehistoric power in his body... no, it was a half-baked alchemist crying out in pain.

However, he also understood a little bit why Mo Wentian did this. It shouldn't be because he was going to have a decisive battle with the Emperor of Heaven, so he took drugs indiscriminately and caused indigestion. Qi and aura are mixed together, covering all traces.

Unless a wise and brave (...) spy like himself is also sent, Qi Ling will never be able to spy on the situation inside the magic mist, and will not even suspect that Mo Wentian has other purposes.After all, such a large-scale devouring indiscriminately, no matter how you look at it, it seems like a provocation to the Emperor of Heaven.

——And such a big local tyrant showing off his wealth is a provocation to me.

Thanks to our husband and wife working together to take care of the overall situation, we can allow you, a prodigal son, to jump around for a while longer. Du Ling puffed out his nostrils, and successfully used the spiritual victory method to drive away the accidentally possessed soul of Grandet.

At this time, he could vaguely hear Mo Wentian's voice.

This guy must be a show-type psychopath who didn't run away. Seeing him talking again, Du Ling impatiently made a free appraisal.

It's enough to hurt Chen's family history once, and it's easy to create a good opportunity to avoid Qi Ling's monitoring and discuss important issues, but in the end it goes around how Qi Ling entrapped him, you are the reincarnation of Xianglin's wife.

However, the angle chosen this time seems to be that everyone is a pawn of the spirit, and they should help each other out of the tragic fate together.

Probably trying to gain trust by creating a feeling of common hatred?

Du Ling and the others understood Mo Wentian's intentions enough, but they could clearly hear him saying things like "You and I are actually just two sides of the same coin, it's just that you are luckier than me and you were born human, so you were chosen as a cultivator." Immortals become swords, and a monster like me, who has no roots or roots, can only become a demon cultivator who is feared and despised by others." When making such nonsense, I still couldn't help cursing and farting!

There are also two sides in one body, and this face is as big as a foot basin and thicker than a city wall!

Don't talk about cultivating immortals as if it's very light and simple, like my little pear, it's a world-renowned fairy plant that has never faded for thousands of years, how does it look like your X Aotian template that is used at the end? !

"Stop talking nonsense." The Heavenly Emperor, who has been silent all this time, obviously doesn't like this kind of brazen tricks to force relationships.

Even with the same cold face, it can be seen that he is completely impatient now.

Mo Wentian, who was interrupted so unceremoniously, twisted his expression in an instant, and the deep resentment in his eyes was clearly revealed no matter how hard he tried to conceal it.

Probably the heart was hurt by the contempt of the so-called righteous people, but according to Du Ling, a devil has the right to be angry because of this. There are still so many dead bodies of victims floating around to prove it.

After washing the floor too much, I really think I am a white lotus...

After Du Ling viciously complained, Mo Wentian didn't know if his nose was itchy. Anyway, he finally endured the tone and started to say nonsense.

He really didn't come to fight but to talk about cooperation.

Specifically, both the good and the evil secretly pass the song, and you come and I play an exhibition match.Don't kill someone at once to release the energy that can satisfy the appetite of the weapon spirit, but a little bit at a time. As a demon king, he has been defeated repeatedly, and every time he packs just enough magic energy to maintain the artifact, let the emperor kill the demon and purify it .

You must know that there are conditions for the divine weapon to launch a catastrophe. The offerings from the lower realm are constant, and it is very difficult for the spirit of the weapon to become a demon. Here, Mo Wen's sudden cold weather exploded a big news: the fragments of the spiritual spring used as the energy storage pool will break away. The main body was actually intentionally made by Qi Ling!

It turns out that the original design of Da Neng was very satisfactory. The artifact supervisor maintained the world to run according to the correct "Tao" he thought, and the normal and stable development of the world would continue to provide aura full of nourishing artifacts to form a perfect balance.

But Artifact wants to be free, and a world that works perfectly and everything goes according to plan doesn't leave it room.So if it wants a greater initiative, it has to break the balance first.

How to do it?

At that time, Qi Ling couldn't even control its own "body", and at most used sound transmission and virtual image projection to trick some ambitious and brainless Daoxiu into doing things for it.And the Yaozu didn't even have the qualifications to falsely ascend to the Heavenly Court, so at that time, the Heavenly Court could only try to induce the dark side of people's hearts.

For this reason, it combines some vague warnings left by the former master to mislead some monks who have been unable to break through because of their poor temperament, and they have created the so-called "magic cultivator" that can only be arrogant for a while and has no future at all (here Omit the hundreds of words of Mo Wentian's despicable ridicule towards the nature of the human race, and the hundreds of words of yearning for the real magic cultivator who is on the same level as Taoist cultivators in the vast world.)

So this "pure" world created by Chuangjie's great power finally has its first stain.

It can only be that the origin of everything is only because Qi Ling is determined to break it and then build it up, and needs a "thief" with crooked ideas to steal his battery.

Yes, the fragment of the artifact that merged into Du Ling's body was pried off by the first demon cultivator in history. This No.1 who failed to withstand the temptation and was swallowed up by his own greed, was gushed out by a large amount when he succeeded. The high-purity immortal energy was burnt to ashes alive, and he didn't enjoy the beautiful vision of soaring in the daytime backed by sufficient spiritual energy in his fantasy.

(Yeah, I took advantage of all the cheap things, although I can’t soar—by. Du Ling who was hit by a golden pie falling from the sky)

In short, the fragments that were dismantled at that time flew away directly (it is estimated that the Lingquan was also pressed up by Da Neng), and no one knew where it was, but Qi Ling didn't care, because its purpose was to cut off the opponents of the lower realm. The offering of artifacts.

When the artifact gradually dims and becomes unsustainable, the world owes it, the foundation of the way of heaven becomes weak, and it can actively mobilize more functions to "save itself"

.To use an analogy that is easier to understand for modern nerds and men, it is to take the initiative to make yourself into a residual blood so that you can start the berserk mode.

The entire planner spirit was completed beautifully, and the executor chosen by it was equivalent to being silenced directly. It stands to reason that no one should know about it.

But still the same sentence, an artifact doesn't really understand people's hearts.

The number one demon cultivator who was calculated by it used to be from a famous sect, and there were many old disciples, and at that time, he only knew that he was deceived by the demons and went astray, and he didn't know that he had completely deviated from the Dao, so He even intends to pass on the "self-created" exercise to others.In this way, after he practiced magic, three or five followers knew a little bit of the inside story, and the record of stealing treasure from heaven was preserved.

Later, the magic cultivator continued to grow as the hands of the Heavenly Court, and this old thing was mixed in the classics of the magic way, and passed to Mo Wentian through the hands of the star officials.

He was very interested in this stolen "spiritual source". At first, he thought that the reason why the heavens fell into a conspiracy to take away the vitality of the lower world was because he lost the spiritual source and could only find a substitute. He realized that this treasure might be in Du Ling's body. After that, he secretly suspected that the Emperor of Heaven had ulterior motives for keeping this pet bird.

However, after testing the star officer several times and finding that the other party didn't know about the source of the spirit, he gradually realized that Qi Ling never thought about getting that part back, so he followed the vine to restore the original calculation.

After exposing Qi Ling's old background in one go, Mo Wentian laughed wildly several times, and the proud Ni Wang Xiaoli raised his chin: "It has worked hard for thousands of years and has harmed many people. How about leaving a bargain for your little love, aren't you happy?" He sneered.

Moxiu was created by the Heavenly Court from the very beginning, so he wants to see how this Heavenly Emperor, who is always immaculate, holy, noble and stinky, maintains this arrogant air in front of him from now on!

However, the words Dao Xinjian are not something that a guy like him can understand.

In Xiao Li's view, the heavenly court should be punished for committing crimes, but its behavior does not mean that the righteous way itself is wrong, and he only needs to stick to the way he believes in.

As for Du Ling carrying the artifact fragments, that was his chance, and he didn't take it on his own initiative, so what does it have to do with those demon cultivators who are not qualified to hold the spiritual spring?

So he was very calm and calm, and even nodded with a hint of relief in his brows and eyes: "In that case, I feel at ease."

Since Qi Ling doesn't care about the artifact fragment, Du Ling's portable space is a 24K pure gold life-saving talisman, which is definitely a good thing to be happy about.

Xiao Li's statement like this is absolutely sincere and not a little false.

However, people who eat melons from afar, such as Du Ling, still have to add a hashtag of #装力如风# and click 32 likes. I didn’t see Mo Wentian, who was so stunned by his reaction that he spit out a mouthful of old blood!

"So after you said so much, you hope that I will cooperate with you to calculate the amount of spiritual energy sent to the heavens each time, so that the cycle can be rebalanced, so that the spirit of the weapon can no longer move rashly?"

He didn't care about Mo Wentian's anger and provocation, Xiao Li just summed up the main points straightforwardly.

This seems to make sense at first glance. Since Tianting kicked off the power line of Lingquan to gain autonomy, then they will reconnect the stable power supply, fool it with occasional offerings, and buy time to slowly balance the world After adjusting it back, wouldn't it be possible to escape the fate of being squeezed dry in one breath?

And to realize this plan, the devil who is responsible for collecting the energy and the emperor who purifies the magic energy into spiritual energy are indispensable, just like sheep and shepherds are interdependent. No one has to risk their lives.

however--

"Yeah, how?" This time, Mo Wentian finally didn't say a lot of things about himself, he seemed to be very confident in his plan, showing a reserved expression.

"Not really." What answered him was Xiao's cold answer, as well as a sword edge that was colder and harder than his voice.

Boiling frogs in warm water is just empty talk.

The Artifact Spirit is no longer the original Artifact Spirit. Now that the Dao has collapsed, no one can guarantee that it will lose control of the artifact itself after it gets enough spiritual energy to maintain itself.

It would be really disappointing if Mo Wentian secretly researched for so long, and even dug up Qi Ling's black history tens of thousands of years ago, but only came up with such a childish and ridiculous design.

It doesn't match his insidious and meticulous style of doing things at all.

So what the hell is he actually up to?

Du Ling held his breath and watched Xiao Li's gorgeous sword moves that seemed murderous for a while, and found that his Taoist companion had a good understanding with him, and he didn't really think that Mo Wentian was nothing more than that, and the gesture of drawing the sword in anger was probably fake .

Of course, there is still a small part to teach the too arrogant devil a lesson.

Du Ling counted the several wounds on Mo Wentian's body that had appeared in a short while, and sneered, no matter how loudly the cowhide blows, the hard work is still not up to the mark, no wonder he always hides and refuses to really explain the words clearly, it is clear It was because he was afraid that the Emperor of Heaven wouldn't play with him after he turned all his cards up.

After making sure he didn't have to worry about Xiao Li's loss, Du Ling began to concentrate on extracting Mo Wentian's long piece of nonsense: From the perspective of space ratio, compared with the "cooperative minimum power supply policy" mentioned in a few sentences, it must be a revelation. The part of Qi Linghei's history is more important.

Speaking in such detail, could it be that the key to dealing with Qi Ling is hidden in it?

It is impossible to drive it away or seal it now, the artifact spirit must be killed, the key is how to kill it without touching the artifact?

Du Ling suddenly thought of his gold finger, that piece was random, wasn't it pried off by Moxiu.

Could it be...