[Quick Travel] Black Moonlight Whitening Plan

The throat is fishy and sweet, and the seven orifices bleed.

Lu Chuan closed his eyes and found that his golden core was beginning to crack inch by inch.

The small cracks are getting bigger and bigger, and the rotating halo on the golden core seems to want to repair it, but it doesn't help.

The Lingtai is being shattered, and the consciousness is beginning to blur.

Lu Chuan blinked his eyes and muttered to himself: "Am I going to die like this... Obviously I haven't figured out anything yet, so I just died like this... I really can't be reconciled

what. "

Suihua's eyes were filled with emotions, he supported Lu Chuan, his voice was cold.

"Don't worry, you'll make it through."

If Lu Chuan wants to know everything, he must die and die in Nirvana before he can be reborn.

The body of a god can be compared to an extraordinary person. From the fact that he went through ninety-nine and eighty-one times in the first time he survived the thunder disaster, it is enough to see that the way of heaven deliberately wants him to die.Now if Lu Chuan can die in the Land of Myriad Hells, he can escape the jurisdiction of the Dao of Heaven.

Only by abandoning the mortal body can Lu Chuan awaken the last trace of divine power.

But this chance of awakening... one in a million.

If Luchuan died, Jialou would die with that old thing, and countless small worlds would be destroyed by then, and the consequences would be disastrous.

Cuihua looked at Lu Chuan, who had passed out completely and was almost out of breath, and murmured: "I blocked everything for you, if you don't want to be kicked back to other planes by me, don't die!" .”

Lu Chuan couldn't respond to Quehua, his body was getting stiff and cold, and after a while, he stopped breathing completely.

Suihua raised his hand and cut his wrist without hesitation, blood trickled out.

The blue blood drops began to bloom in the endless darkness, and then became brighter and brighter, and even illuminated most of the entire Land of the Underworld.

"This is divine blood, it's cheap for you."

There seemed to be black shadows passing by in the darkness, and they rushed towards the blue blood like a tide.

Countless hands hold up the blue blood, and they fight and fight each other, just to get that handful of blood.

Lu Chuan fell to the ground, and the blood flowing out of the seven orifices began to merge with the blue blood.

The black shadows smelled a more alluring smell, and suddenly went crazy.

They didn't care about the blue blood, they surrounded Lu Chuan directly, encircling and submerging his entire body.

Lu Chuan seemed to be in a dream, everything around him was black, there was no sound and no time.

In the whole world, he is the only one.

and many more...

Lu Chuan turned around and looked around carefully, his eyes suddenly widened.

Here, here is clearly the land of all darkness! !

But where did Quenhua go?Didn't he just bleed to death from his seven orifices, why is he still here?丨Suddenly, countless black shadows surrounded the sky and covered the sky.

Lu Chuan couldn't even tell what it was, so he was strangled tightly.

Greedy howls and roars vibrated in Lu Chuan's ears, and countless negative emotions were overwhelmingly suppressed in Lu Chuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Is this the resentment that even the gods could not influence thousands of years ago?

The sea of ​​consciousness was still buzzing, Lu Chuan's face was pale in pain, and the black shadow strangling his body seemed to be still shrinking.

Lu Chuan could feel that his body was being refined and absorbed little by little.

If it goes on like this, it is estimated that he will die in a short time.

How did Jialou refine them back then?

Lu Chuan fell into a desperate situation for a while.

No one in the world can resist this kind of resentment, except Jialou, who can refine it?

Lu Chuan closed his eyes, feeling hopeless and unwilling.

However, at this moment, many images suddenly flashed in Lu Chuan's mind.

"This kind of resentment is greedy, and the divine blood carries divine power. It is the feedback of all things in the world. Resentment is my favorite. If you want to refine this kind of resentment, you can use blood as a

bait. "

Blood?

Lu Chuan didn't have time to think about it, so he directly sacrificed his natal sword, and slashed his own hand severely.

Blood spurted out, and the dark red dripped on the void and dark ground of the Land of the Underworld.

Those phantoms jumped on it like crazy and gnawed at the blood. Lu Chuan felt a chill down his spine when he saw their ghostly posture.

Using blood as bait, it turned into a killer move.

The power of purification is the inherent ability of all gods. They are kind and loving, and can purify any filth in the world.

Lu Chuan closed his eyes to relax his soul, and let the box deep in his memory open.

[Using my blood as a guide, all living beings have a home.Birth is in vain and death is turned into resentment. Birth and death in an instant! 】

Lu Chuan made a seal with both hands, and then the lavender light flourished, and countless purple butterflies danced from Lu Chuan's seal, and the wraiths disappeared wherever they went.

With Luchuan as the center, purple rays of light begin to bloom at the foot of Luchuan. Butterflies linger among the flowers, and the rays of light shine brightly, as if in a fairyland.

The black resentment was like an ugly monster, fading away like a tide, but it still couldn't match the speed of the purple flowers spreading, every inch was purified by Luchuan.

The resentment finally condensed into an extremely hard black obsidian. Lu Chuan held it in his hand, and saw that the black stone began to glow and change color.In the end, the black stone glowed with golden light, turning completely golden.

The sharp diamond-shaped gold stone was in Lu Chuan's palm, and Lu Chuan's soul began to resonate with it.

He slowly picked up the stone and embedded it in his body.

The golden core in the body sensed the stone, and began to flicker like crazy, and the halo above the golden core was running crazily.The monstrous spiritual power exploded in an instant, and Lu Chuan's soul was almost torn apart by this tyrannical force.

He sat cross-legged in meditation, trying his best to refine the stone, trying to integrate him into the golden elixir.

If it cannot be refined, then he will undoubtedly die.

Never die!

Jialou almost bloodbathed the entire sect, and finally obtained the artifact that was sealed back then.

The eagle lives in the world.

The ancient magic sword was forged from the animal bones of the only divine bird, Yunying.

A sword can cut the sea of ​​blood and step on the waves, ranking first among the ancient gods.

The moment he held the condor, Garuda's silver hair began to dance wildly with the wind, and his purple pupils were full of fanatical fighting spirit.

He had a wild and handsome smile, and his gestures carried the arrogance of looking down on the world.

"Every blood debt you owed me back then, I will recover one by one."

With the blood moon on his head, Jialou shook off the blood stains on the knife, but frowned fiercely.

His feeling for Lu Chuan disappeared.

When Lu Chuan was locked up, he injected a trace of magic breath into Lu Chuan's golden core, so that he could know Lu Chuan's every move.

Now that the magic breath on Lu Chuan's body has disappeared, something must have happened.

Recalling Quenhua's expression at that time, Jialou's pupils shrank violently.

He disappeared in the same place in an instant and went straight to the land of the world.

Suihua stood beside Lu Chuan's body, and was not surprised to see Jialou rushing over.

"Quenhua, how dare you?"

Jialou's eyes were bloodshot, and the Condor Xishi in his hand began to flash a coquettish red light and began to argue.

Quenhua looked at the magic knife in his hand, even he would be in awe of the magic breath rolled up on the knife.

Tianmo Jialou, the existence that almost killed the Six Realms back then, died in the hands of the person he loved the most in the end.

"Refining the desolate resentment is the best way for Lu Chuan to restore his godhead. Are you really planning to let him practice transcending calamity and then ascend to God? This world is still in the hands of that old man. Once he gets it, Lu Chuan will be lost .”

Suihua looked at Jialou coldly: "His soul can't afford to be teleported again."

Jialou looked at Lu Chuan who was lying on the ground without breathing, and directly picked him up and hugged him in his arms.

Luchuan Jindan suffered from the thunder calamity of Jiujiu 81, and the way of heaven is deliberately preventing him from becoming a god.

Tianmo Jialou is dead, so there is no need for him to exist as a god, otherwise it will only delay the way of heaven to control the world and take power alone.

"That old thing, he will definitely die."

"Right now, we can only wait until Luchuan refines the resentment of the wilderness."

Suddenly, the aura around Jialou changed, and Quenhua's face also changed for a moment.

Jialou cursed in a low voice with a sullen face: "Damn, he woke up."

Jiang Xingyuan opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was Cuihua's face, his eyes moved slightly, and Lu Chuan's body was lying there quietly, as if asleep.

At that moment, Jiang Xingyuan's body was full of murderous intent, and countless sword lights pointed directly at Quehua: "You killed Chuan'er?!"

Cuihua looked at Jiang Xingyuan's lingering sword light and was a little surprised. A mortal body can be cultivated to such an extent. It is indeed the soul of Jialou. "He can't die, you'd better be quiet, or he will die."

Cuihua made a trick, directly sealed Jiang Xingyuan's cultivation base, and then fixed him in place.

Lu Chuan didn't know how long he had been suffering, his clothes were wet and dry with blood.

The soul was broken and reassembled, and the golden stone became smaller and smaller.

Until the last bit of golden stone was refined, Lu Chuan slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes seemed to contain a vast galaxy, gentle and cold.

Her silver-white hair hangs over her shoulders, and her golden eyes are shining brightly. They are gods who love the world.

Stepping on the sky above the Land of Myriad Darkness with his bare feet, Lu Chuan raised his hand and summoned the Kunlun Mirror. He looked at his face, and his heart was clear.He remembered.

He is indeed Luochuan, but now he is also Luchuan.

They are the same person.

The void began to vibrate violently, and a huge crack was directly cut open by Lu Chuan's two fingers together in the Land of Ten Thousand Nethers.

Lu Chuan stepped out step by step.

He looked at the body lying on the ground, and without hesitation for a moment, he returned to his body and opened his eyes.

Looking at Suihua's surprised eyes, Lu Chuan touched Suihua's head: "Xiao Hua'er is already so strong, you have worked hard on this journey. Cuihua swallowed his throat, and his voice was very low: "Finally back up. "

Lu Chuan put his eyes on Jiang Xingyuan, looked into those dark eyes, and slowly opened his lips.

"Master, you and Jialou are one person, so why are you trapped by demons?"