Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 40 Sheliu Island
The candlelight illuminated the dim room. Between the flickering and flickering of the candle, the person in the room took off his upper body clothes and turned into a red sword. Then he held the sword in his right hand and pierced his heart.

Slices of flesh and blood were cut out by him and placed on the table in front of him, but an astonishing scene suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Even with such an action, not a single bit of blood spilled, and the dissected flesh, after being placed on the table, turned into a column of finger-length hexagonal crystals with different colors.

"Whoo~"

Lin Chongyang exhaled a breath of turbid air, and borrowed the power of the God Emperor to make Xue Qiongcang heal the wound, then put away the God Emperor, and put on the clothes one by one.

"A person with lofty ideals is a benevolent person. If there is no survival to harm benevolence, there is a murder to become benevolence."

I took a square wooden box, put a column of crystals on the bottom of the box, put the wooden box aside, spread a piece of white paper on the table, took a pen and dipped it in ink, and then wrote a book
"Lin Chongyang, Lin Chongyang, the decision has already been made, why bother to back down at the critical moment?"

As the Baqi disaster intensified, the first nine floors of the Huntian Baojian would be perfected by chance, which made Lin Chongyang sigh with emotion.

God willing
At that moment, his connection with heaven and earth surpassed before, and he understood a lot.

Although the place of hardship is too big, the system reform of the Defeng Gudao has played a role after all, affecting the common people in the world. Confucianism flourished for a while, which is due to its own efforts and God's favor.

The chaos of the miserable situation, even the heaven and the earth want to change, this endless calamity is not a good thing for the heaven and the earth or for the common people.

His destiny also began to manifest at that moment.

And before that, in the Dragon Slaying Battle, the perfect nine-level Kuntian Baojian could guarantee that he would not die. As far as his fate is concerned, he is now even better than some masters in the realm of Taiyi.

Of course, it is limited to not dying. No matter what method is used to uncover the coffin, it is time-consuming and labor-intensive. The difficulty of fraudulent corpses is bound to be different between a little ashes and half a corpse.

However, the fulfillment of the destiny requires him to die, or in other words, for the sake of the future, he must die. This is a necessary process and a necessary means.

The choice made from his heart collided with the goals of his work, even though he no longer cared about his own life or death, his scalp was a little numb.

Now that he has made a choice and is ready to firmly follow this path, he should not hesitate, nor will he hesitate.

Therefore, he needs to make some preparations in advance and leave some things behind.

"Tianjing, martial arts, thoughts, these are all left to Zhe'er. As for the follow-up plan, Zhe'er needs to take over for a while."

I wrote vigorously, filled each piece of blank paper, and after Yungong steamed the ink dry, I folded it and put it in a box, and sealed it with magic. These things will appear in Zhe'er's hands at the right time.

He has already written everything down, how to use it depends on the other party's choice.

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On Shiliu Island, evil spirits were pervasive. After everyone arrived, they felt that their internal breath began to sluggish, and the speed of breathing slowed down a lot.

As far as it is concerned, this Shiliu Island has been abandoned, not to mention people and vegetation, even the earth's atmosphere has been polluted by evil spirits.

The beginning of all evils is very restrained to these natural things of heaven and earth, after all, the purer they are, the easier they are to be polluted.

After this battle, if purification and treatment were not carried out, Sheliu Island would be a dead place unsuitable for life.

"Roar!"

Layers upon layers of dragon roars sounded, and all eight winds turned against each other in an instant, and several tornadoes connecting heaven and earth formed, swirling immeasurable evil energy.

I saw eight evil dragons showing their bodies, stretching their wings and dominating the sky above Shiliu Island. The huge dragon body exudes a powerful and irresistible aura, like a god who brings the end of the world.

"Humans, welcome the end!"

The eight heads of the evil dragon made thunderous sounds, layer upon layer, and as the voices fell, the evil energy condensed into unmatched strength, overwhelming the crowd.

But seeing Xuanzun Jiutian's Slaying Dragon Sacred Sword in his hand, he slashed down with his vertical sword, and the wind of the Heavenly Sacred Gang came out in time, breaking through layers of energy and heading straight for the evil dragon.

In the first move of the tentative fight, each other knows what they can do, and neither side dares to be careless.

At the same time, four peaks rose from the four poles of Shiliu Island, forming an array, and accelerated the evil spirit between heaven and earth to flow into Shiliu Island, making the island The evil power is more intense.

"Leave the one in the east to me."

"Then I'll go to the south one."

"Leave the west to me."

"Let me go to Beijing."

After the words fell, Lin Chongyang, Mi Tuozi, Jian Shangque, and Desert Lone Eagle went to the four poles of Shiliu Island respectively.

Jiutian Xuanzun and Fang Yuheng ruled the destiny, ordered their master, Zhiyuan Ting and four people to go straight to the center of Shiliu Island.

Just as Lin Chongyang stepped onto the peak of the East Pole, bursts of wild laughter rang out, soul-stirring

"The chilling cicada makes a sound, and it is beyond redemption."

The sound of wind chimes, chilling cicadas shaking wings, like a poem, like an illusion, like a dream, I saw a gorgeous and unparalleled figure descending from the sky, with long bewitching ears and evil eyes, looking down on the world, invincible

"The stars and snow are desolate, the sky and the Milky Way hang down, and the wild and beautiful nights linger to cast Chu Ci; the autumn wind rises in the bleak and mournful voice, killing memories before the cicadas sing."

At the same time, the surrounding evil became stronger, making Lin Chongyang even more uncomfortable.

He has always had an instinctive aversion to this kind of negative power. Even though he has adapted to it over the years, he still doesn't quite adapt to it.

"You can't be affected by evil spirits."

Although the abilities of the eight tribes are not among brothers, the cultivation of the people in front of them surprised Shou Wanjie for a moment, and a rising fighting spirit followed.

"Is this something to be proud of?"

For things like evil dyeing, the strong is the strong, but in Lin Chongyang's view, as long as the evil god Baqi doesn't do it himself, it's not a big problem.

"Your Majesty King Asura will reap myriad calamities."

A light green long knife appeared, with a sharp edge. There was a chilling cicada on the gauntlet and the hilt of the sword, as if lamenting the short life.

"Tengguang Lingyao Lin Chongyang."

The sun was burning in the sky, the rosy clouds were shaking, and among the fire feathers all over the sky, the emperor suddenly appeared, and Lin Chongyang took the sword in his hand and exchanged names.

"A brave man succeeds in a hundred battles, and a wise man wins decisively. Why is it that a wise and brave man will never recover?"

"A subjugated country cannot be revived, and the dead cannot be revived. The original intention is misty, and the deeper the obsession."

On the peak of the North Pole, the celestial phenomena are changing, the mountain rain is about to come, and the murderous atmosphere is hidden in the surroundings.
"In the age of the Dharma, the wings of evil swept over the world and the sea of ​​hell; the heaven and the earth mourned, and the flames of war ignited the fire and the dragon disaster."

I saw a person with a pair of bones and wings on his back, looking down proudly.

The desert lone eagle never expected that the young master of the ancient descendants would step into the evil way and become the evil god's minion.

After the massacre of the ancient Fengyi genocide in the past, the number one warrior Chen Yuan dragged his life and took his blood book to seek help from Fengyingying, who was also of four descents. After finding Jiasha, he told them about the matter, but the thief killed them, causing the two to be separated and never heard from each other again.

Unexpectedly, we will meet again today, but we have different positions and meet each other in battle.

(End of this chapter)