Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

No matter whether he wanted to vomit or not, he had to spit out the blood that was simmering in Fang Zhuo's chest, and he couldn't restrain it at all.

Although it is a bit passive, but I can't deny that this thing is really useful.

As soon as the scarlet came out, the bearded man knelt down on the ground with a plop, and the others also knelt down, begging one after another, "Immortal Elder, you must take care of yourself."

That expression, that look in his eyes, it seemed that once Fang Zhuo died, they would also be buried with him.

Fang Zhuo wiped off the blood on his palm with a handkerchief, and waved his hand, "Get up, let Duan Lin come back, I don't need to take medicine, I'll be fine after a few days of recuperation."

No one dared to move below, and no one dared to notify.

Thinking back to the scene when the ancestor of the Heavenly Demon carried the Immortal Elder back that day, everyone's scalps were numb and they couldn't stop shivering.

At that moment, the demonic energy that could normally warm and nourish the meridians and help them cultivate became a sword that could kill people, piercing sharply into the body, making people feel unbearably painful.

Several peaks were shaking, and another avalanche almost happened.

This is the first time they have truly realized the power of the Heavenly Demon, who can kill people without making a sound.

Fang Zhuo couldn't shout, and he couldn't get out of bed, so he could only rely on the system.

233 can only try to connect, but it did connect, but the signal is not very good, and there are always snowflakes.

Fang Zhuo lay down, turned over, turned his back to the demon cultivators, and talked to the system in his heart, "What's going on with you recently, is there something wrong with the code?"

233 said, "Permissions are being escalated, and they are being interfered at the same time."

It’s so contradictory, Fang Zhuo looked at the black and white snowflakes on the light screen speechlessly, "After the privilege upgrade, I can watch more live broadcasts or replays."

233 said yes, "I hope I can upgrade... upgrade..."

The word "success" was not uttered, and the signal was interfered again.

It has recently suffered from both ends, like cream in a sandwich biscuit. If the pressure on both sides is too high, its code may really be disordered.

Seeing that it couldn't even speak clearly, Fang Zhuo sighed, everything has been going wrong recently.

Black and white snowflakes didn't last long, and were soon replaced by high-definition graphics.

Duan Lin had a small black whip hanging from his waist and a big knife in his hand.

The whole body of the knife is black, and there are many strange characters engraved on the body of the knife.

Fang Zhuo frowned and thought for a moment, oh, it was the red rune that appeared on the little apprentice's body last time he jumped into the sea of ​​blood before quenching his body.

He asked, "What the hell is this?"

The system explained, "The concretization of demon energy can also be said to be the concretization of negative emotions between heaven and earth."

Fang Zhuo opened his mouth slightly, it is so high-end, even the future civilization may not be able to do it, let's directly visualize the emotions.

With a turn of his thoughts, he refocused his attention on the light screen.

Sensing the slight peek, Duan Rin suddenly turned his head, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his gaze hit the side of his face, making him feel more hazy.

Fang Zhuo clutched his chest, damn it, so handsome.

Duan Rin has become the leader of the demon sect, and no decent people will see him. In addition, he may still be carrying a rare treasure... When the people of Yuan Mingzong saw him, they felt like they were facing a big enemy. They all looked resentful, as if His own ancestral grave was dug by the other party.

There are also disciples from other sects.

The leader was the senior brother who was supposed to be guarding outside the border town.

After Zhao Dongnian wounded Fang Zhuo out of his dream, he left the third and fourth children behind, and quickly returned to Yuan Mingzong with Yin Nan.

Sure enough, as he expected, someone came to grab the medicine.

Holding the sword in his hand, he said coldly, "I think you are looking for death if you want to steal pills from my Yuan Mingzong."

Duan Lin's expression was indifferent, and he didn't pay attention to him at all. He just said, "I'll exchange things."

A dark light flashed in Zhao Dongnian's eyes, "Yes, but please answer my question first."

"ask."

"Is the demon seed in your hands?"

"That book is mine."

"It's a big joke." Zhao Dongnian sneered, "The demon seed was conceived by the blood in the demon war, how could it be yours. I understand that everyone wants to own a rare treasure. You It’s not surprising that you have this thought.”

Fuck that, if you hand it over, my precious apprentice will die!

Fang Zhuo couldn't help cursing at the founder of Yuan Mingzong, you said you didn't know anything, so you wrote something nonsense.

It's obviously something I imagined, but it is regarded as the truth by the people below.

On the other side, Zhao Dongnian suddenly put the sword into the scabbard, and the conversation suddenly changed.

"I don't know how you got the demon seed, but it's not a good thing. One day your mind will be completely controlled by it."

"Duan Rin, listen to my uncle's persuasion, hand it over, and forget the past."

Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect that senior brother is also an acting school, his eyes are so sincere, Fang Zhuo almost believed it.

He turned over and sat up, coughed a few times, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and fumbled at the foot of the bed.

The chicken cubs and the shocking python were not there.

He closed his eyes, forcibly released his consciousness, and called back the shocking python who was playing "big snake catches chicken" in the dojo.

Probably because he was afraid of affecting his mighty image, since returning to the bitter cold land, the Shocking Python seldom turns into a little fat snake during the day.

When its huge body squeezed through the door——

Everyone saw that the wall near the door frame deformed and cracked.

Fang Zhuo, "..."

Shocking Python was very happy to see Fang Zhuo, its huge body slid hard in the room, and by the way swept the overturned tables, chairs and benches aside with its tail.

It opened its mouth, and there was a red ball sitting on its tongue.

When the chicken saw Papa, it clucked happily, Fang Zhuo glanced at its wet fur, and didn't care about the nausea.

He helped the bed down to the ground, raised his hand and put it on the lowered head of the Shocking Python, "Come back to me."

The bearded man and the people next to him looked at each other in blank dismay, not understanding what this operation was.

Seeing that the person in the light screen didn't respond, Fang Zhuo was angry, and he hugged the head of the shocking python with both hands and shook it vigorously, "Duan Lin, don't you listen to me?"

The man in black who was confronting Zhao Dongnian pursed his lips, frowned, and said three words, "Impossible."

Zhao Dongnian winked at his junior brother.

Yin Nan held out his natal sword and said to his disciples surrounding him, "Set up the formation."

The disciples retreated quickly and spread out again. They seemed to be in a mess, but in fact, they had formed a gossip formation when viewed from above.

Hearing the master's order, the disciples rushed up bravely, although they were afraid in their hearts.

Unexpectedly, they only took two steps, and the coercion from the strong man dissipated, fixing them in place.

Zhao Dongnian and Yin Nan's expressions were extremely different, and they broke up the swords in their hands together.

Thousands of swords stabbed towards Duan Lin with fierce killing intent.

Fang Zhuo was extremely nervous, his heart almost jumped into his throat, he stared at the light screen, fearing that he would miss something.

Countless sword lights danced, forming a cocoon, encircling Duan Lin.

The sword array shrunk down, trying to strangle the people inside, but soon, the sword array became unstable and was pushed apart by a force.

Black mist emerged from the gap between the swords and corroded them.

Watching the swords fall, the disciples around were terrified, and then with a bang, Duan Lin broke through the sword array.

Fang Zhuo was not optimistic because of this. The two senior brothers, one in the anti-real realm and the other in the virtual refining realm, separated opponents who were not junior apprentices. If they teamed up two against one, the outcome might not be certain.

He was so anxious that he slapped the snake's head away, but his palms were numb from the shock of the hard skull.

Shocking Python shrank back aggrieved, and lowered his head to the ground.

Moxiu, who was guarding the room, was pushed back and forth by it.

In the end, there was really no place to stay in the room, so they could only stand outside the door and wait.

Fang Zhuo stared at the live broadcast, and the anger in his heart climbed up, "It's really shameless, so many people hit one!"

233 echoed, "If you want to lose face, you'd be ashamed to snatch the demon seed."

Fang Zhuo was startled, and then remembered that his man had just exposed his old background.

It's over, the world of comprehension is different from the ordinary ancient world, you transmit the voice to me, and I transmit the voice to him, within two hours, everyone on the whole continent will know.

The system suddenly said, "Don't think about it, just take one step at a time."

Fang Zhuo was still worried, "I'm afraid that the road ahead will be blocked."

233 said, "Let's worry about yourself first. Just now you consumed your spiritual power again, and your body is weaker than before."

It paused, stuttered, and carelessly said, "Lie down first, even if it's for the protagonist."

It was the first time for Fang Zhuo to hear such warm concern from the system, and he was almost moved to tears.

"Brother Ah San, you are a good system."

233 was a little shy, "Then don't forget what you promised me before."

The moisture in Fang Zhuo's eyes evaporated in an instant, he pursed his lips, and instantly didn't want it anymore.

He closed his eyes, and with what little spiritual power he had left, he detected the situation in the lower dantian.

No way, is it so fantasy!

Fang Zhuo sat up again, touched his lower abdomen, and said in a trembling voice, "Brother Ah San, can you scan my dantian for me, preferably with a color Doppler ultrasound."

233 said, "...let me try."

Probably due to technical difficulties, the system struggled for a full 5 minutes before finally releasing a result.

Fang Zhuo stared at the color ultrasound picture on the light screen for a long time, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he took the cup from the opposite table.

The bearded man outside the door couldn't stand anymore, stepped on the body of the shocking python in fear, and came to the bed, "Immortal Chief, you can no longer consume spiritual power. If necessary, you can tell your subordinates to do it."

Fang Zhuo twirled the small teacup, and asked the system to take a color Doppler ultrasound in Zhang's dantian.

This time it only took 3 minutes.

The close fusion of Hengtian Stone and Yuandan is slackening as the spiritual power in his body is consumed.

He stared at the light screen, his eyes glistening, "Brother Ah San, I'm not mistaken, you can calculate the fusion degree of the two color Doppler ultrasounds."

233 quickly gave the result, "In the first color ultrasound, the fusion degree of Hengtian Stone and Yuandan is 51.5%, and in the second one is 50.9%."

Fuck, it really is.

As the realm gets higher, the sea of ​​qi in the dantian becomes wider, and the spiritual qi in the yuan dan becomes more abundant and pure.

And the Hengtian Stone happened to be formed by gathering the aura of heaven and earth. When two of the same kind meet, they naturally have to get close.

Fang Zhuo thought of a way, "I exhausted all the aura in my body, wouldn't it just come out?"

233 disagreed, "You've exhausted all your aura, how can you spit it out then?"

The Hengtian stone is not a fishbone stuck in the throat, and it needs spiritual force to spit it out.

Frustrated, Fang Zhuo raised his head not long after, gritted his teeth and said, "I cut him out myself."

233 thought about the bloody scene, and shivered, "The protagonist hasn't lost his mind yet, you still have time, think of another way."

Fang Zhuo nodded, and suddenly heard a loud noise.

He suddenly raised his eyelids, and the fight on the light screen had already reached a fever pitch.

A group of disciples of Yuan Mingzong were shocked by the huge fluctuation in the air, lying on the ground, holding their chests and vomiting blood.

Even Zhao Dongnian was strangled by the neck, with his feet dangling in the air.

What was even more frightening was that Yin Nan's natal sword was broken and thrown aside like scrap iron.

Fang Zhuo, "..."

He just left a god, what kind of god is this unfolding.

Yuan Mingzong was basically defeated, but the reinforcements also felt it. Fang Zhuo was among them, and saw a great power who had been hidden for many years.

If the fight continues like this, no one will be able to get a good one.

Fang Zhuo rolled his eyes, and suddenly thought of how to call him back. He looked at the bearded man standing aside with his head bowed, "Find me a knife."

The bearded man shook his head.

Fang Zhuo's eyes turned cold, his thin lips were pursed tightly, and his face was covered with frost, which was scary.

The most harmful thing in this world is the bedside wind. If the immortal grows on the pillow and blows immortal air into the ears of the ancestors, he may be expelled from the sect.

The Qingcang faction has been idle for 2000 years, and it is finally about to rise. He cannot be kicked out.

The bearded man smiled, took out a dagger from his waist, and offered it with both hands, "Do you think this will work?"

Fang Zhuo looked at the blade against the light, it was extremely sharp.

Then he pulled out a root of hair and put it on, but it broke in two just after lightly touching the blade.

He put the knife on his lower abdomen, but before he exerted any force, the person on the light screen felt something, and turned his head with gloomy eyes.

Duan Lin gritted his teeth, "Shen Su, how dare you."

Even though the person was not in front of him, Fang Zhuo was still taken aback, trembling faintly holding the knife.

233 said, "Don't be afraid, come on."

Fang Zhuo said angrily, "If you offend someone, you shouldn't be the one who gets offended."

He closed his eyes and said to the Scarecrow python lying on the floor, "Come back, now."

The bearded man looked bewildered, then startled.

Seeing that the fairy elder had been talking to the boa constrictor before, they thought they were looking at things and thinking about others, but now it seems that the other party should communicate with the ancestor of the demon through the shocking python!

To actually form two soul contracts on the same spirit beast... This, this is something that only a fucking couple would do.

The bearded man pressed his waist down, his forehead almost fell to the ground, and his panic became a mess.

Except for the first time he sparred with Xian Chang in the tavern, he has been very respectful recently, so he shouldn't have offended the other party, right?

Fang Zhuo saw his strange posture, "Are you uncomfortable?"

The bearded man shook his whole body, and smiled flatteringly, "No, no."

Worried that he would lead a row of people standing upright at the head of the bed to frighten people like before, Fang Zhuo waved his hands weakly, "You go down first, I'll call you if I need anything."

The bearded man nodded and bowed, and as soon as he went out, he chatted with a few brothers outside the door.

He said, "Everyone be careful in the future, the one inside is the main palace, and he can't be provoked."

"What do you mean? Didn't you say it was for warming the bed?"

The bearded man kicked at the person opposite, "Warm your mother's head, there are two soul deeds on the Shocking Python, two!"

"Hiss, you mean..."

"Is that one of us married to our ancestors?"

"I haven't heard of it. The master of Wuwei Peak has formed a Taoism. How can there be no news about such a big matter?"

The bearded man was contemptuous, "Do you understand low-key, do you understand privately for the rest of your life?"

Another person echoed, "Yes, yes, yes, marriage is a matter between two people, and it doesn't have to be known to the world."

The bearded man patted the man's shoulder, and continued to transmit the sound transmission to several people, "Say, should we ask the ancestors for instructions, and whether we need to hold a wedding ceremony?"

The IQ of the person on the opposite side was a bit behind, and he said in a low voice, "Didn't you say they are low-key..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped, and the tall man next to him yelled in his head, "It's not a pity to be stupid! Go show your face in front of the ancestor and express your concern!"

Two rows of people stood on both sides of the door, discussing vigorously, and one of them let out an "ah".

Not far away, there was a cloud of black mist at some point.

Realizing something, the eight people emptied their minds, knelt down on one knee, and shouted righteously, "Welcome Patriarch."

In the room, Fang Zhuo heard the word "Old Ancestor", and quickly lifted the quilt to cover his head, and pressed the quilt tightly with his legs.

In the black mist, a man in black walked out quickly.

His face was expressionless, his eyes were full of emotions, they were dark, and he could sense the deterrent anger of the other party without raising his head.