Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 211
This turn of events was beyond everyone's expectations.

Xin Ziqiu breathed a sigh of relief secretly, he knew that Xuanming had many tricks, since none of the three terrifying flying swords could kill her, then this guy is probably no longer in danger.

He was even secretly a little happy, if it was true as he thought, Xuanming could get his own complete inheritance, and his strength would increase greatly, then the chances of winning against the Demon Lord would be a bit more.

But Jia Zhengliang was stunned, not understanding how Xuanming escaped from the lock of his flying sword talisman and disappeared suddenly in front of everyone.

There was a shadow between his brows, and he was very worried about this sudden change.

It's not that he is so afraid of Xuan Ming, it's that the picture is huge this time, and there is no room for any mistakes.

After a moment of contemplation, Jia Zhengliang stretched out his hand and sacrificed another talisman, igniting it with the fire of mind power.

Immediately, the four people around him unnaturally shook violently like puppets, and their faces also began to become hideous, as if they had suddenly endured great pain.

On their foreheads, drops of plump blood oozed out, separated from the skin, and quietly suspended in mid-air.

The appearance of these few drops of blood seemed to add fuel to the fire, causing the four powerful auras that were already restless in the world to suddenly become manic and violent.

The churning Xiantian Zhenqi was condensed like substance, thick and smooth, like boiled porridge, or quicksand in the desert, sinking all the people present.

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Just as Xin Ziqiu was tortured to the point of death by the rioting true qi, and panting heavily, suddenly, a scream rang out in the sky, followed by blood splashing down like a storm.

The remaining limbs and pieces of meat, accompanied by a huge head, were squeezed and sprayed out from nowhere.

Xin Ziqiu was taken aback by this horrible and bloody scene, and when he took a closer look, his heart suddenly turned cold.

The head that fell in mid-air, with angry eyes wide open, was Xuan Ming, or Zen Master Miao Qing.

At this moment, his body seemed to have been chewed to pieces by an ancient ferocious beast. Broken flesh and messy wounds were everywhere, and the fracture of his neck was also extremely irregular, as if it had been forcibly torn apart by a huge force.

Xuanming... dead... dead?
……

Jia Zhengliang took the risk to speed up the process of awakening the true spirits of the beasts, and continued to stir the already riotous true qi, finally eliminating the hidden dangers brought about by Xuanming.

Seeing that the most powerful outsider finally died, he felt relieved and snorted coldly:
"I thought it was some kind of great walker, but it turned out to be just a guy who was overconfident."

Naitaro Shimadzu, who was lucky enough to survive, finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xuan Ming's body being crushed by the true qi of the four great beasts.

He staggered to the side of his younger brother Shimadzu Naijiro, bent down to check, and found that his chest was still a little warm, and exclaimed happily:
"Menjiro, that's great! You didn't die, we all survived! When we go back, we must tell our father, grandfather He, that we want to avenge the people in Yuxu Palace, and let them know that our Shimadzu family must take revenge , our surname will never be defiled by others."

It was no wonder that he was so excited, because as long as the walker kept his life in the Whirling World, no matter how seriously injured he was, he could still be healed and healed at a cost when the task was completed.

Therefore, even if Shimadzu Ningjiro is seriously injured and unconscious now, as long as the matter is over, he will return to the real world alive and kicking.

Shimazu Nataro was overjoyed, and also looked at Xin Ziqiu with hatred, thinking about whether to torture the young man, so as to vent his anger.

Sensing the venomous gaze, Xin Ziqiu also gave the Shimadzu brothers a cold look, but he didn't panic at all.

There are four true immortals sitting in his inner scene, so he is not afraid of the little devil who is at the end of his battle and is seriously injured.

On the contrary, if this guy dares to provoke you, then you should take this opportunity to catch him by surprise, to cut the grass and roots, so as to avoid future troubles, otherwise the Shimadzu family already knows his identity, and even if he returns to the real world in the future, sooner or later he will be a big trouble.

Xin Ziqiu was not a timid person, but Xuan Ming did provoke a powerful opponent for him, but he failed to give him corresponding protection, and instead died here himself.

Losing the strongest helper and knowing nothing about Xing Zhe's world, even though Xin Ziqiu is fearless, it is inevitable that he will feel a little tricky.

However, at this time, he still has more important things to do. Even if a strong enemy is on his side, he has no choice but to defend him with soldiers and wait and see what happens.

Seeing that Xin Ziqiu, who is a mortal, is not afraid of him, Shimadzu Nataro couldn't help but fly into a rage. He spat hard, and with a movement of his body, he was about to rush over and brutally kill him.

But at this moment, Jia Zhengliang's voice came from the sound transmission:
"Shimadzu Xingzhe, if I were you, I would never act rashly and attack Xin Ziqiu at this moment."

Nataro Shimazu was taken aback:
"why?"

Jia Zhengliang's voice sounded again, full of self-confidence:
"The heavenly secret must not be leaked. Mister Xingzhe might as well wait for a while to watch a big show, and maybe there will be a big opportunity. Then Xin Ziqiu is just a mortal, like an ant, he can be crushed to death at any time, why rush?"

Although Shimadzu Nataro has a cruel personality, he is not stupid at all. Hearing Jia Zhengliang's reminder and seeing Xin Ziqiu's calm appearance, he rolled his small eyes and thought through many things in an instant.

Although the anger in his heart was hard to calm down, he still forcibly suppressed the urge to strike and stayed where he was, but his provocative eyes still locked Xin Ziqiu firmly.

Xin Ziqiu had originally seen Naitaro Shimadzu ready to move, and had already planned to summon the Four Great Immortals from the interior to meet the enemy, but just as he thought about it, he saw the little devil stop, and felt very strange .

The opponent's strength is far superior to his own, but he doesn't make a move. What is he afraid of?
Xin Ziqiu was not stupid, he realized that the situation was a little delicate, and his eyes swept over, and it happened to land on Jia Zhengliang's calm face.

He faintly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it out. He always felt that there was a haze covering his heart, disturbed and lingering.

Just when he was in a daze, the four violent and frenzied true qi between the heaven and the earth gradually calmed down, no longer scrambling around like headless chickens.

Jia Zhengliang showed a joyful expression, his pupils slowly dilated and turned black, until the whites of his eyes were completely covered in ink, and then he uttered strange words from his throat.

Different from his usual calm and indifferent voice, now Jia Zhengliang's voice is heavy and hoarse, as if a giant mountain beast is roaring, and every syllable he spits out is not any word known to the human race.

Xin Ziqiu watched with horror. It was obvious that Jia Zhengliang's body was occupied by the demon general who had been suppressed for hundreds of years under the Dragon Tiger Mountain Fumo Temple.

At this time, he was using the language of the demons to communicate with the true spirits of the four great beasts, but no one knew exactly what he said.

However, as Jia Zhengliang's voice became higher and higher, and his tone became more and more hysterical, Zhen Qi, who had gradually calmed down, became turbulent again.

The two sides seemed to have had a heated argument. For a moment, Jia Zhengliang lit several talismans again and again, finally suppressing the powerful energy between heaven and earth again.

At this time, his eyes were red, his hair was disheveled, and he spit out two languages ​​of human race and demon race at the same time, which was strange and inexplicable:
"Congratulations to the return of the ancestor gods!"

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(End of this chapter)