As a scumbag, I took a stand-in script

Ling Zhi acted like he was going crazy, he used his sword to cut a path of blood in front of him.

The magic pattern on his forehead, which had faded to the point of fading due to accepting Yetan's 5-year cultivation base, suddenly burst into intense light.

Bright red flashed faintly in the darkness, making his eyes blood red.

The strands of blue hair that were already white because of missing Xiao Yunjian back then disappeared completely in an instant.

He could no longer control his emotions, whether it was Yaozu or his former fellow disciples in front of him.

They are all with one sword, as many as they come up, they will kill as many as they come.

In his hands, Xi Yu has become a bloodthirsty sharp weapon.

The Sword Spirit of Resting Rain, which has sucked a lot of blood, is still looming now.

Ling Zhi's eyebrows and eyes were full of madness.

A strong black air enveloped him, making him feel like he came from purgatory.

The plain white clothes were soaked in blood and dried up.

Repeatedly, it made him feel like he was wearing a black dress dyed with blood.

Yan Chongyu looked at him like this, and didn't understand why even the Demon Emperor Shushuang respectfully called him Mr.

And after his name, the word "mozun" was also followed.

This Demon Venerable is not only a rare person who can be sealed.

At that time, when he saw Ling Zhi with Xiao Yunjian again in Jiuchongtian, he laughed a lot.

Now it is clear.

Ling Zhi can afford it.

Ling Zhi raised the corners of his lips, and under the white hair blown by the wind, there was that strange and beautiful magic pattern.

His eyes that used to look at Xiao Yunjian with tenderness and affection, like spring water, are now filled with hatred and despair, and are no longer as clear as before.

He held the sword, and the tip of the sword was drawn on the snow.

Stepping on the bloody road he killed, he walked step by step towards the place where Xiao Yunjian fell.

It is already a mess.

It used to be the purest and whitest snow, but now there are corpses all over the field.

The temperature of the blood melted a lot of snow water, and the snow water turned into blood water, dripping under his feet.

Ling Zhi has lost his mind.

The 5 years of cultivation in his body that had been transformed into aura had now been persecuted by resentment and determination, and all of it had been transformed into demonic energy.

That is, every time he takes a step, he can see the black smoke escaping from his fingertips.

Intense and frightening.

Yan Chongyu watched in horror.

He also knew what a terrifying place to eat people was in the Abyss of Extreme Cold.

His mind was also blank for an instant, and his mind was full of confusion, and the only thing left was——

The god is gone.

Xiao Yunjian used to be his only light when he was at the lowest point, the straw he grabbed before drowning and dying.

But even if he and Xiao Yunjian had known each other a long time ago, if they didn't love each other, they probably wouldn't be together.

But Xiao Yunjian is still the top priority in his heart.

Yan Chongyu instantly felt cold sweat covering his back, the color in front of his eyes was already somewhat unclear.

Red and white are intertwined, blowing away the heat of the cloak that still carried Xiao Yunjian's body temperature.

He was hoarse, unable to utter any words at all.

But the instinct of the body also made him rush to the cliff with Ling Zhi.

While stumbling, he suddenly remembered the most important thing——

God is fine!

He hastily grabbed Ling Zhi's wrist, so strong that Ling Zhi was staggered by him.

With red eyes, Ling Zhi suppressed his anger and said, "Let go."

Yan Chongyu shook his head violently: "Listen to me, God is fine! He..."

But Ling Zhi acted as if he couldn't hear anything, and he didn't know how to listen. He continued to gnash his teeth and said, "I'll say it again, let go!"

Yan Chongyu pressed Ling Zhi harder and harder, and said: "The Lord God told me that when something happened to him, I would also comfort you! Ling Zhi, wake up, listen to me— —”

Ling Zhi didn't give him a chance to speak at all, all his calmness had been burned by the magic power of the sudden body explosion.

He raised his hand, and the tip of the sword stabbed Yan Chongyu's waist.

It seemed that in the next second, he would poke in without hesitation.

As he said before, all he cares about is Xiao Yun's remonstrance.

Whether it's Yan Chongyu or Qinglin, it's just because Xiao Yunjian cares about them.

All he wants is his advice.

Yan Chongyu lowered his head and took a look, the tip of the sword had already torn his clothes and cut his skin.

He pursed his lips, let go of Ling Zhi, and took another step back.

But he didn't stop talking: "If the gods fall, there will be mourning from heaven. There is no such thing now, so it means that the gods are fine. Ling Zhi, he is still alive! Is it possible that you want to go to death before him?"

Ling Zhi paused, Yan Chongyu saw that he seemed to have listened, and said again: "You can see that although Dream God suffered such a serious injury, the god did not mourn, it is precisely because He has never seen the mourning from the heavens, so he is not worried."

Ling Zhi's pace stopped, and the dryness on his body also weakened a lot.

The black smoke from the fingertips has also faded a lot now.

It was only for a moment, but he still walked forward without hesitation.

He didn't look back, just said: "Chongyu, but we still have to save him."

Yan Chongyu's expression froze, and he suddenly started running.

The place where they were just now was not close to the edge of the cliff.

It's just that Xiao Yunjian used the wind as his footsteps, and he arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye.

Now even if they rushed to them, they could see nothing.

The dark and deep abyss is like a big mouth that cannibalize people. Once you go in, you can't get out.

Most of the redness in Ling Zhi's eyes faded, but the magic lines on his forehead still persisted.

He said to Yan Chongyu: "I'll go down and have a look."

Yan Chongyu hurriedly stopped him: "Ling Zhi, have you ever heard the gods say that you can't fly the clouds in this abyss, and you can't control the sword. If you want to go, there is only one side that will break when you don't know when." Vines! You..."

"Then I'm going to look for him too!" Ling Zhi interrupted Yan Chongyu, "Even if I die at the bottom of the cliff with him, I will go down!"

After he finished speaking, he left the life-killing and love-calling sword that Xiao Yunjian deliberately dropped on the mountain just now to Yan Chongyu.

It is to be buried together with Xiao Yunjian.

Ling Zhifu was about to tie the vines, but he heard a rumbling sound, which exploded in his ears.

The voice was only loud, even if he used spiritual power to hastily seal his hearing, he felt that he was suddenly deaf in an instant.

Yan Chongyu clenched his sword tightly.

However, Ling Zhi saw the ensuing landslide and ground crack, and saw the bottom of the abyss getting closer.

It was as if something was making them grow up.

Ling Zhi squinted his eyes, and what he could see was a person standing on the growing mountain.

——"It's Bizhang, not Ah Jian!"

Not Ah Jian!

Ling Zhi seemed to be controlled by the magic power in his body again, causing him to become chaotic again, unable to make sense of anything.

But he suddenly remembered what Xiao Yunjian once said in his ear, "Master, calm down".

In his mouth, he silently recited the meditation formula taught by the Supreme Immortal Gate.

His eyes were full of darkness——

Because he couldn't find his light.

After reciting the meditation formula over and over again, he still didn't hear You Tian Dao's whine.

Thinking of what Yan Chongyu said, his Admonisher must still be alive, waiting somewhere, waiting for him to find him!

Xi Yu's sword spirit showed up, but Ling Zhi didn't have to control the sword.

Ling Zhi let go of Xi Yu's hand, but took out the Killing and Emotional Sword from its sheath.

He cut his palm with a sharp blade, allowing his own blood to drip evenly on the entire blade.

After he finished the matter, he tied the life-killing and love-calling sword on his chest, and chanted silently in his mouth——

He didn't know if that would work, but he had to try desperately.

The chanting of the ancient method became faster and faster, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in black smoke of demonic energy.

In the haze, no one could see his face clearly.

Yan Chongyu could only see the flashes of light and flint, and Ling Zhi really merged with the sword and shadow.

Like an arrow on a string, it shot in Bizhang's direction.

Bizhang couldn't dodge in time, so he could only meet him head-on.

He never thought that Ling Zhi's gesture was so terrifying.

A deep rift was created on the ground.

Bizhang was pushed back two steps by his blow, before supporting his body.

But Ling Zhi, as if desperate, eagerly attacked.

He wanted to thrust the sword into Bizhang's chest.

But it's always one foot three points away!

Ling Zhi was not reconciled.

But the cultivation base in his body has been completely burned.

But he still refused to give up.

Wasn't Xiao Yunjian the same as him just now?

Ah Jian can give up, how can he not?

In his whole life, the only thing he would never give up——

Only Xiao Yunjian was alone.

Bizhang stood upright, and wiped away the choked blood from his mouth.

In the past, he was the one who played with others in applause. When was he ever injured?

Even if Xiao Yunjian crashed into the most terrifying abyss of extreme cold in the legend, he came back in just a moment.

But he never thought that Ling Zhi was so crazy that he hit himself with internal injuries.

Bizhang narrowed his eyes.

It seems that Ling Zhi cannot be underestimated.

He shouldn't carry it around anymore, he always feels that he would like to play for a while longer.

he should-

Squeeze these ants to death now!

Bizhang clicked his tongue, and said again: "Don't you want me to fall off the cliff and die? Then you... go to the underground and stay there! There should be endless attraction there, so that you can't escape at all, hahahaha !"

He charged up his power to strike, but he wanted to send Ling Zhi and Yan Chongyu, who was behind him to help, to hell together.

Ling Zhi, on the other hand, held back his breath, and abruptly turned his direction to the other side.

But before he could relax a bit, he could only see Xiao Yunjian slowly walking up from the side that turned his direction in front of his eyes covered in black mist.

For a moment, he only felt that his heart was bursting, and his internal organs were tearing and hurting.

A mouthful of black blood spewed out from his mouth, and then it couldn't stop continuously.

how come?

It shouldn't be like this, how did it become like this? !

"A remonstrance!—"

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