When did the brother collapse [Transmigration Book]

At that time, Lu Li also felt the heavy suction from the ground, and with his body skills, he couldn't break free for a while.

Shengzi laughed loudly: "No matter how powerful you are outside, once you reach Tongtian City, you will be my world."

After that, he opened his mouth wide, and a foul smell rushed towards the two people in front of him!

Lu Li and Chen Zhisuo retreated to one side, the former disdainful: "If you don't let me go, I will destroy this city."

The spirit sword fell into the palm of his left hand, and let out an old dragon's cry, and the murderous aura swept out from the sword body, blowing the snow around it, revealing the black earth with light fluorescent color.

Chen Zhishuo understood his plan, condensed a long ice blade, and concentrated the spiritual power in his body on the blade.

The spiritual power is so great that the blade glows with a strong blue light, making the surrounding fluorescence even more bleak.

He held the blade tightly with both hands, and slashed at the several fluorescent lights in front of him!

Lu Li cooperated seamlessly with him, and he attacked at the same time. The sword energy wrapped in the snow covered the sky and spread around like a hurricane, crushing countless living corpses into powder in an instant!

The vein of life was cut off, the Son's body was shaken, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat.He wanted to tap the golden staff again to replenish his vitality, but Lu Li's sword intent had already reached him!

The Holy Son didn't dare to just face the sharp edge, the golden stick raised the snow wall, and he took the opportunity to hide aside

Lu Li didn't want him to catch his breath, and was about to make a second sword strike, when he found that Shengzi's spiritual energy was suddenly drained, and there were many age spots on his face, and his whole figure seemed to be more than ten years old.

"Wait!" The Son raised his hand, "I have no malicious intentions."

His voice was also hoarse.

Lu Li didn't intend to stop, but Chen Zhisuo grabbed his wrist: "Listen to what he wants to say first."

The Holy Son glanced at Chen Zhishuo gratefully: "You are being watched by the gods, so hurry up and leave."

The words were so endless that both Lu Li and Chen Zhisuo couldn't understand what it meant.

Chen Zhishuo asked, "Why?"

"The gods don't know when they will wake up again, so I can only make a long story short." The Son is very hasty, "The sons and daughters are the containers of the gods, but the power of the gods is too domineering, and the container can't last ten years. But you are different , Your body already contains powerful power, and it is the most suitable container for the gods. He is tired of the mortal body and decided to choose one of you."

The news far exceeded their guesses, and Chen Zhisuo hurriedly asked, "Who did he choose?"

The Holy Son shook his head: "I don't know. My consciousness is occupied by the gods, and I can only spy on part of it, but the gods don't want to be trapped in Tongtian City anymore, he wants to go out. So the body, maybe I will choose..."

While speaking, his eyes shifted back and forth between the two, and finally landed on Lu Li: "You."

Lu Li looked at him expressionlessly, as if all this had nothing to do with him: "Why?"

The Son replied: "You are born extraordinary."

Lu Li is the son of Fire Qilin, he is indeed extraordinary.Chen Zhishuo thought to himself, he didn't expect the gods to be quite knowledgeable.

Shengzi was stared at by Lu Li, unable to bear the pressure of the latter, his heart was beating wildly.

"Hurry up and go." He persuaded, "Take Zhaohua and go!"

In the end, his face began to distort, and the fluorescent light gathered at his feet, reinvigorating him.

Lu Li grabbed Chen Zhisuo and went away against the wind, taking advantage of the fact that the consciousness of the gods had not regained possession of the Son's body!

Tian Shen regained the initiative, but found that he had lost his target.

In his rage, he raised his golden staff with both hands, and a fluorescent barrier rose from the foot of the mountain, separating the entire mountain range from the outside world.

"You can't escape." He said viciously.

"How could this be so! Sweet Dreamland is actually the Netherworld." After hearing what happened to the two, Si Qi couldn't help but tremble, "Those people... are they all dead?"

Chen Zhishuo didn't want to provoke him any more, so he turned around and poured a cup of hot tea without saying a word.

Si Qi took it, and was about to drink it, but thought of those living corpses on the snow mountain, and also thought that the water in Tongtian City was melted by the snow on the mountain, and felt his stomach churning, and he didn't even want to touch the steam of hot tea.

"The barrier outside Tongtian City can't be broken through for the time being." Tu Hua changed his usual idle appearance, and was rarely serious, "This shit god is planning to trap us inside. Boss, what are your plans?"

Lu Li was somehow selected by the gods as the next vessel, but he was the least indifferent among the four: "When it comes, hit it."

Tu Hua helplessly supported his forehead.

Si Qi thought of the red-robed men before, each with a pair of knives on their waists, and couldn't help worrying: "They are so many, we can't consume them."

"It doesn't need to be consumed." Lu Li was not worried, "I killed them all in one go."

Si Qi was shocked, and stared at Lu Li with wide eyes.

He finally realized that what Chen Zhishuo said was right.

The Lu Li in front of him was no longer the Senior Brother Lu seven years ago.

In the past, Senior Brother Lu had a clear distinction between good and evil, and he was never bloodthirsty.

And the demon lord Lu Li in front of him had cold eyes, without any emotion from anyone.

Chen Zhishuo said at the right time: "Only we know the purpose of the gods, and doing it now will cause unnecessary trouble."

Lu Li was a little impatient, but he still held back.

Chen Zhisuo pretended not to see it, and continued: "There are still a few days before the séance ceremony, don't rush to do it, first find a way to investigate the origin of this god."

Unexpectedly, that night, there was a lot of voices outside Tianyun Pavilion, and Tu Hua went out for a walk and brought back a big news.

"The séance ceremony has been advanced, it will be tomorrow."

Chen Zhishuo: ...I'm afraid I've opened my mouth too much.

In the early morning of the second day, in the Tianyun Pavilion, ten people who had bid for chances from the gods gathered in the hall early, all dressed solemnly.

Old Xu fell into a sweet dream, and his followers took his place, standing with the others.

A young man dressed as a priest walked in surrounded by many red-robed guards, and said loudly to everyone in the hall: "Everyone, the séance ceremony is about to begin. Please go to the gate of the Holy Land and wait."

After everyone left, he looked at the empty hall, frowned, and asked the guard on duty in Tianyun Pavilion: "Where is the distinguished guest who saved the saint?"

The guard replied truthfully: "The honored guests are all in their rooms."

The priest told him: "The holy lady will personally thank the four honored guests, and invite them to come out and come with me."

When they heard the purpose of the priest's visit, all four of them were puzzled.Especially Si Qi, if there were no outsiders present, I'm afraid he would have asked him a long time ago.

Since the gods chose Lu Li, why did they involve Yin Zhaohua?

"Go and have a look." Lu Li said concisely.

Chen Zhishuo withdrew his contemplation, and urged Siqi to follow quickly——

They act together, not afraid of any traps inside.

Yin Zhaohua was dressed in a red robe embroidered with gold, and on her head was a crown of peony flowers chosen by herself, which was too gorgeous to be looked at directly.

But her complexion was pale, and when she saw Chen Zhishuo, her eyes rolled at the end of her eyes, as if they were about to fall down the next moment.

She lowered her head and bowed to thank her, tears fell down and hit the beautifully woven colorful blanket, and disappeared in an instant.

"Thank you, four distinguished guests." With other people present, Yin Zhaohua did not dare to reveal his true feelings, but looked at Chen Zhishuo with a pair of tearful eyes, "Thanks to the righteousness of the immortal elders when we are in trouble, I would like to invite the immortals for today's seance ceremony." Stay with me forever, okay?"

Chen Zhishuo was very surprised and didn't understand why Yin Zhaohua invited outsiders to participate in the séance ceremony.

But he remembered that he had promised the other party that he would never let the other party complete the séance ceremony, so he figured it out——

Yin Zhaohua is afraid that he has resigned to his fate.

No.

If he follows, there is still a chance!

Thinking of this, Chen Zhishuo immediately agreed: "Okay."

"Not good." Lu Li forcefully stopped him, "It's inconvenient for us foreigners."

Yin Zhaohua ignored him, just looked at Chen Zhishuo with a sad face: "The Immortal Elder—"

The heavy robe made her almost breathless, and the golden crown of peony was even more so, making her crumbling.

Looking at the poor and helpless Yin Zhaohua, Chen Zhishuo walked around Lu Li: "Okay, I'll be with you."

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long wait

82. Dreamland ([-])

◎Container◎

Walking on the long mountain road, Chen Zhishuo looked out and found that the foot of the mountain was full of people, and the noisy voices rose along the smoke. Although they couldn't hear what they were saying, they could hear that everyone was very excited.

On the long mountain wall, red lanterns were lit in every room, forming a winding and overlapping red snake, silently welcoming the séance ceremony.

However, all of this has nothing to do with Yin Zhaohua.

She looked straight ahead with a solemn expression, only the slightly trembling fingers hidden under the wide sleeves revealed the uneasiness in her heart.

Unlike the din of people down the mountain, the entire mountain road is quiet, only the sound of footsteps and the rustling of clothes dragging the floor.

Along the way, red-robed guards and blue-robed attendants stood alternately. The former was serious, holding the handle of the round knife at his waist with both hands.Most of the latter were full of excitement, excitedly looking at Yin Zhaohua who passed by, and had something to do with Rong.

There were fewer and fewer people on both sides, and on the sixth floor, only the attendants in blue robes were left holding various offerings.On the seventh floor, only the strong and capable red-robed guards remained.

The well-trained red-robed guards never blinked, staring at Chen Zhisuo and the others all the time, full of vigilance all over their bodies.

Lu Li didn't like the look and disrespect of this group of people. He is the monarch of the demon world, he can be happy and angry at will, the spirit sword behind him vibrated slightly, and was about to unsheath, but he saw Chen Zhishuo, who was walking side by side with Yin Zhaohua, turned his back and shook his hands quietly at him. shake.

Lu Li had no choice but to continue to endure.

The send-off team walked extremely slowly, and finally reached the entrance of the ninth floor until noon.

Although she was in a snow-capped mountain, fine beads of sweat had already formed on Yin Zhaohua's forehead along the way, and gathered on her chin along her cheeks.Her eyes were also blurred by sweat, the scorching sun hit her head, and countless golden halos appeared in front of her eyes.

She raised her head, and above the long stone steps stood the Holy Son who was about to hand over power.She could barely see the figure of the Holy Son clearly, thinking of the imminent