This seat has been reborn as a rebel of Xianzun

"My idea is probably like this, but I don't know if your energy can hold it."

Gu Langqing and Shen Xu shared their thoughts, and Shen Xu pondered after listening, "Are you sure?"

Gu Langqing gave a "hmm" and asked, "Can you help me? Even if this idea is wrong, I want to give it a try."

Shen Xu: "Okay."

Gu Langqing smiled softly: "Is Feng Wujing by your side? Ask him when he will find my body and destroy him, I think he will do so."

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Su Yinyi and Feng Wujing were wandering around the Evil God Realm. Seeing Feng Wujing's solemn expression, he asked again: "Now, what do you want to do? Talk to Shen Xu?"

Feng Wujing raised his eyes, and said decisively: "No, go find the way of heaven."

Su Yinyi asked in surprise, "Don't you guys discuss it?"

Feng Wujing sneered: "No need, I know how crazy Gu Langqing is, as long as I destroy Tiandao's body, he will definitely do something, I believe him."

Su Yin said, "Shen Xu, are you at ease?"

When Feng Wujing heard Shen Xu's name, what appeared in his mind was Yu Yin's whole body was burned and he still didn't let go, the fire was burning, that was his heart and soul.Feng Wujing shook his head: "The person Yu Yin likes, I trust him."

Su Yinyi looked at Feng Wujing, and didn't say any more: "That's right, I should also trust you, the person who is bound by Jun Yunzhong's marriage line, so let's go."

After walking through the intricate road of the Heretic God Realm, Feng Wujing's face was calm, but his heart was filled with turbulent waves.

Forget it, it should go with the flow.After all, he believed in Gu Langqing.

Where is the way of heaven?

Following Su Yinyi all the way, without much effort, Feng Wujing found the way of heaven and that Gu Langqing's face.

Tiandao noticed the person coming, and turned around leisurely: "Ah, it's you, I didn't even bother you, why did you take the initiative to send it to your door? How about I put a bag of fire seeds for the demon world."

Feng Wujing didn't talk to him too much, and beat him mercilessly when he was drunk.

Soon, spots of blood appeared on the body of "Gu Langqing", Tiandao vomited a mouthful of blood, and looked at Feng Wujing provocatively: "Feng Wujing, do you know that you didn't hit me, I It's an immortal body, you can't kill me, what you're killing now is Gu Langqing's body."

Tian Dao and the same as last time, did not dodge, enjoying the rare pain: "Hey, are you looking for your body again? Feng Wujing, I think your body is good, you violated my rules, and you deserve to be punished."

Feng Wujing remained unmoved, still waving the long whip in his hand, and it landed on "Gu Langqing"'s chest, arms, thighs, and face, long and narrow bloodstains crawled all over the body of the white-clothed immortal, and also smashed his The white clothes were dyed blood red.

Faintly, the clothes were torn, and Feng Wujing saw the mottled wound on the chest of "Gu Langqing"...that was, the one who was struck by the lightning from the sky was the catastrophe that Gu Langqing suffered to save him.

Feng Wujing hesitated slightly, his eyes were scarlet, revealing the turbulent emotions suppressed in his heart.

That was Gu Langqing's body.

Feng Wujing swung the whip again, and touched the corner of Tianzhao's lips. Tiandao spat out a mouthful of blood, and said intentionally, "It's not my blood, it's Gu Langqing's. Do you still want to beat me?"

Feng Wujing's eyes were fierce, he pressed his lips and teeth tightly, and said heavily: "God's shit, I want you to die."

Tiandao smiled, and suffered the next few whips. Suddenly, he felt a little unsteady in his body and tried to suppress it, but it became more and more chaotic. He suddenly raised his hand and summoned Gu Langqing sword.

Feng Wujing stared at the sword, and looked up at Tiandao vigilantly.

Tiandao seemed to be angry, but he was smiling slightly, with an extremely weird expression: "You want Gu Langqing's consciousness to escape the moment my body is damaged? Don't daydream."

Feng Wujing snorted and said, "Is this called daydreaming? We are bound to win..."

Before he finished speaking, a surprisingly fast sword technique stabbed Feng Wujing with the wind of the sword, nailing him to the wall.

The severe pain spread from his chest to his limbs, Feng Wujing laughed instead, sweat dripped from his forehead and hit the uneven ground, he said: "What are you capable of?"

After finishing speaking, Feng Wujing pulled out the long sword in his heart fiercely, the blood soaked the clothes on his chest, but luckily it was all red and couldn't be seen.

He has already died once, what are you afraid of?

Holding the long sword, Feng Wujing stood up from the ground with his knees bent. Holding Gu Langqing's long sword, he stood up straight, pointed directly at the bridge of Tiandao's nose, and said in a hoarse voice: "You are not worthy to use this sword. .”

Tiandao smiled, and Feng Wujing felt the long sword in his hand being taken away by a strong suction force, which hit his calf, forcing him to kneel down.

Feng Wujing said angrily: "You...uh..."

Another sword pierced through the back of Feng Wujing's heart, he looked down at the sword tip in front of his chest, thick blood flowed all over the ground.

Before he got used to the severe pain, the sword was pulled out, Feng Wujing felt that his body suddenly lost its support, his strength and mana were leaking from the place where the pain arose, it hurts, it hurts.

He still held on, Feng Wujing leaned against the wall and stood up, the white wall was stained with blood, he vomited out a mouthful of blood with visceral debris, the sweetness filled his lips and tongue.

A little bit.

Feng Wujing looked at "Gu Langqing" who was also covered in blood, how could he destroy this body?

Mozun trembled to pinch his own whip, Fu Li saw that his master was suffering, and rushed forward to bite frantically, Feng Wujing frowned, calmed down in the pain, and thought about what to do next.

Blood was surging in his chest, just as Feng Wujing raised his hand to pull out the whip, there was a sharp pain in his wrist, and he could no longer grasp the whip, and then, severe pain appeared in his ankles and knees, and Feng Wujing couldn't stand up. Stopped and fell to the ground with a plop.

Holding the sword in his hand, Tiandao neatly cut off the tendons in the hands and hamstrings of the visitor. He said jokingly, "Do you want to feel the feeling that every muscle in your body has been cut off?"

This round of pain gathered from his limbs to his heart, twisting his internal organs to the point of pain, but Feng Wujing was still smiling, he was waiting.

Su Yinyi should call someone.

It really hurts.

Feng Wujing wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, but it spread more and more, his hands were covered with blood, making his lips bright and intense.

There were a few more sword strikes, and the man picked a few more strikes on him, and after the pick, he deliberately paused to let him fully feel the pain.

Feng Wujing heard footsteps outside, is anyone coming?

Sure enough, Tiandao heard the human voice, turned around and went out the door without entangled with him.

Feng Wujing could only hear the sound of swords clashing, Tiandao realized his purpose, this time he would never allow himself to be beaten like last time, the outsiders would not be Tiandao's opponent.

Feng Wujing's eyes were a little blurred, his whole body was in pain like falling apart, and in the real world, he saw Tiandao waving the long sword in his hand, and the people outside fell to the ground.

He didn't hesitate, although every step seemed to be on the edge of a knife, Feng Wujing still supported himself to stand up, and walked behind Tiandao.

Fell down!

Tiandao didn't seem to have thought that Feng Wujing still had such courage and strength, and immediately scuffled with others.

In the chaos, Feng Wujing finally tore off the rubber band of "Gu Langqing". The rubber band became bigger and quickly turned into a bow and arrow. He threw the bow aside, held the arrow tightly, and aimed heavily at Tiandao's heart. go.

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It's now!

Gu Langqing was keenly aware of the changes in the surrounding environment, and moved quickly in the direction of the tearing of the space. The divine senses that were bumping into him were blocking his progress. While destroying these spiritual senses, he rushed forward. As long as he pushes away all the way, it is considered a victory if he goes all the way, but the resistance is getting bigger and bigger, and his physical strength is almost exhausted.

No.

The oncoming strong wind slashed at him like a knife, and the noise formed by other spiritual consciousness became louder and louder, almost covering the flute that guided him forward.

Gu Langqing could only concentrate and rush outwards crazily. He thought about Feng Wujing and the Six Realms in his heart. He had to do this. He had to destroy the way of heaven. His apprentice, his Lord Mozun.

If you are tired from running, you can't stop. If you stop, you will be blown back by the wind. Gu Langqing can only move forward regardless. He doesn't know whether his body can hold on. He only knows that it hurts. He was hurting up and down, blood everywhere, he didn't know whether he was hit or was scratched by the wind, there were layers of wounds on his skin, and he had a splitting headache from the noise, he didn't even know if he could escape, After going out, where should he go without his body? He just ran forward, letting himself be covered in wounds and bleeding from his head.

He has to.

Feng Wujing and Gu Langqing had this idea in their minds.

They have to.

Tiandao noticed something was wrong, and the black shadow escaped from Gu Langqing's broken body. He could no longer control his three thousand spiritual senses, and was easily subdued by the crowd who came.

Su Yinyi ran over in a hurry and helped the dying Mozun. The moment Feng Wujing closed his eyes, he heard Su Yinyi seem to say, "Gu Langqing has come out."

So, Su Yin deliberately supported him, and inexplicably received a bunch of flowers, which seemed to be a bunch of flowers synthesized by Feng Wujing exhausted his last mana, and it was still very fresh.

It was a bouquet of bright roses.