No one knows transmigration better than me!

Chapter 132
Taixuan's true energy makes it evolve into seven phenomena.

The sword bone endows it with the power of killing heaven.

Chibeng makes it look like a flash of light.

And Heitong focused most of his attention on the biting blood beast.

When it noticed Ning Luo's return carbine, it was too late.

Even the black gold armor derived from the Kuroshio could not stop the progress of the Taixuanhuan Sword.

The streamer pierced through the dirty pupil.

Like a bullet breaking an egg.

In an instant, spider web-like cracks covered the black gold carapace, and the thick black slurry exploded like egg liquid.

The stored sword intent raged horizontally and horizontally, and the sword light was shining brightly, shining through the black pupils!
The black pupil is like a big sun, burning up the remaining ray of afterglow, and finally reduced to a pile of black soil, completely losing its vitality.

The filthy pupils are purged, and the light of the sky reappears.

It seems that the third stage is Xiao Wang's current limit.

The ink slurry in the East China Sea was deposited by desertification, and the filthy soil scattered all over the mountain became sandy soil, and the remaining filth everywhere fell to the ground with a loud crash.

The Kuroshio ended.

Ning Luo, you won.

Ning Luo's limbs were almost falling apart, and he tried his best to support himself.

He is in very bad shape.

Because that was his final ultimate move, a move that could only be used at the cost of sacrificing the Taixuan Huanjian and Chilian Blood Soul.

Both are not pure abilities, but part of his cultivation.

As a result, Ning Luo not only lost his hearing, but even the spirit blood stored in his liver and kidneys had all been wiped out.

At the same time, although the sword intent of Taixuan Huanjian was stolen, it still resonated with the sword bones when it erupted.

Although it would not be as deadly as directly activating the sword bone, it also made Ning Luo's heart full of holes and sword marks.

Right now, Ning Luo is at the end of his strength. As far as his spiritual blood background is concerned, he may only be at the level of the eighth or ninth realm.

"It's all over." Ning Luo sighed.

Most of Yuan Magnetic Array solution has been buried with Penglai.

No way, Ning Luo had no choice at that time.

Because he didn't have the confidence to take over the Yuan Magnetic Sword Formation.

The Whale Abyss that Xiao Wang couldn't break, but the Yuan Magnetic Sword Formation could do it.

The lethality of the Yuanci Sword Formation was far superior to Xiao Wang's, so no matter how eager Ning Luo was to solve the formation, it was impossible for him to be stupid enough to sit and wait for Penglai to approach.

So he shot down Penglai.

But now that Xiao Wang is dead, the Kuroshio has receded, and the remains of Penglai have been reduced to sand along with the Kuroshio.

If you want to find the formation solution again, I am afraid it is already a fantasy.

Even if it was still buried somewhere in this world, Ning Luo's body would not be able to support that moment.

"call"

Ning Luo held the long knife in both hands, panting heavily.

He raised his eyes to the distant sky, but what he saw was nothing but black sand everywhere.

Looking at the abyss of dust, the only ones who survived were the Shushan disciples and those panicked casual cultivators.

The Kuroshio recedes temporarily.

But the abyss is still there.

For some reason, Ning Luo felt a little disappointed and powerless in his heart.

Maybe it's because he has traveled too many times in Shushan Mountain, which made him have a little concern about this world.

Xiao Wang is dead, and Kuroshio's maternal consciousness is also buried, but the world is full of holes, and there is still no future to speak of.

Sooner or later, the taboos under the Whale Abyss will surge up again, and where will this broken world go?
Ning Luo didn't know, but he quickly realized that he was a little too substituting.

Just like what Xiao Wang asked before the sudden change.

Is he the Sword Immortal of Shushan, or a certain consciousness residing in this body?

Ning Luo's answer was a third party.

He was Ning Luo, and he was just Ning Luo from beginning to end.

He defeated Xiao Wang, and proved that he can not only defeat the transcendent, but also possess the strength to exorcise the Kuroshio.

That's enough.

But about the world of dust
From the perspective of the game, this is probably a false ending.

After all, Xiao Wang was buried with Chen Yuan. Although the boss died, the civilization was completely destroyed.

It's an imperfect ending.

But before the end, he still has one last thing to do.

The spiritual energy stored in the alveoli accelerated its refining, and the remaining blood in the orifice rushed out, and the emergency spiritual blood in the warehouse gave Ning Luo the last remaining energy.

The figure suddenly approached!

Raise the knife, shake the wrist, and arc!

With the sword in hand and down, Chen Ge was executed.

Smart people always pretend to be smart, and this is actually the same for Ning Luo.

It's just that before Ning Luo pretends to be smart, he will first ensure that he has sufficient firepower.

But unfortunately, Chen Ge didn't.

The spiritual sense bestowed by destiny made him think he had seen through Ning Luo's state.

Qi and blood decay, and spiritual energy is gone.

This kind of Ning Luo is already at the end of his strength, and it is also the best time for him to reap the benefits.

Chen Ge thought that he could repeat the scene of the oriole in the back and make up for the regret that Daoshan had not been able to kill all of them in the past, so he held his breath and walked quietly, and put everything into a sword!
The Shushan disciples didn't notice the fluctuation of aura, nor did they feel the resonance of the Dao pattern.

They didn't even expect that Chen Ge, who was clearly a disciple of Ning Luo, would commit the act of killing his master.

But Ning Luo expected it.

The five internal organs perform their respective duties, but he still has the final foundation, the spleen and the internal organs.

The spleen and fu organs can be described as a storage station in the position of the viscera. Even though the scale is not as large as the liver and kidneys, it is more convenient to use.

Chen Ge approached in a blink of an eye, and then watched the decayed figure in front of him flash back to the light in an instant, and his breath soared.

Sanxiu's pupils trembled, and he looked at Ning Luo in horror.

The hands of the disciples hovered in the air, and their aura climbed to the extreme.

Afterwards, the sword light was dazzling, Chen Ge's field of vision spun, and the head rolled down.

The sky and the earth are eroded, and the body is cracked.

Time stop, return.

Yongcheng Stadium.

The shining of spotlights can't hide the dark sky.

And the silence in the auditorium is even a bit colder than the remnants of Shushan.

Ning Luo breathed the air of Yongcheng.

It's an artificial grassy aroma, mixed with burnt exhaust and heavy industrial metal.

It's not bad, at least it's much better than the corrupted Dust Realm.

32 traversers returned at the same time.

Everyone's memory stagnates at the moment of death.

So they either pressed their chests, covered their necks, or shook their heads.

But only Ning Luo remained flatly stuck in place, indifferent.

The six of Zhang Yong were the first to breathe, after all they were buried alive to death.First, they had time to accept their own mortality, and second, the feeling of breathing freely was simply refreshing for them.

They stared at Ning Luo in horror, trembling in the depths of their souls, as if just looking at Ning Luo would arouse the deepest fear in their hearts.

Gu Han on the side came back to his senses, the first thing he didn't think about was who the champion was, but looked angrily at Zhang Yong and the other six.

"What the fuck are you doing?!"

"I'm rushing, why don't you follow! Why don't you follow! Why don't you follow!!!"

"He's alone!"

"Why don't you follow!!!"

Gu Han didn't realize how tense the atmosphere in the gymnasium was right now.

He didn't realize that his angry reprimand echoed throughout the venue, and his ugly behavior spread throughout Blue Star through the live broadcast.

But it's not his fault, because this is the final.

Professional players have worked hard for a year just for this game.

Street fighters like Wei Haifeng can be taken aback, but for someone like Gu Han who has signed a strategy team contract, the results of the game are everything.

When he took the lead in rushing into the wine shop, his teammates dawdled, deliberately paddling.

Who can not be angry?
Zhang Yong and the others knew they were wrong, but they had experienced living burials, and their minds had long been at peace.

The six looked at each other and noticed something strange in the gymnasium.

So Zhang Yong lowered his voice and whispered: "Shh, don't scream, thanks to your early death, at least you can suffer less, but we were drowned and suffocated to death."

Gu Han frowned, suddenly aware of the silence in the gymnasium.

He restrained his anger and asked in a low voice: "What happened?"

Zhang Yong said in a deep voice: "After you died, that man named Ye Chen came. At that time, he had already cultivated into the Scarlet Blood Giant Spirit in the Wanhua Blood Prison Code, just like Gubi."

Gu Han's pupils shrank suddenly, just about to ask.

But he glanced at Ye Chen, only to find that Ye Chen's pupils were bloodshot, and he seemed furious and unable to contain himself.

That's not the reaction that a championship should have.

Gu Han pursed his lips, and said in a tone of disbelief, "You, don't you want to say that Ning Luo has the ability to kill the Scarlet Blood Giant Spirit?"

Zhang Yong didn't answer, just nodded.

Gu Han fell silent.

The conversation between the two was naturally heard by others.

Xu Linsheng's face was as pale as paper, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his pupils were a little out of focus.

He raised his head numbly, only thinking that he probably heard something wrong.

Being captured by that paradoxical whale filth did make him too late to react, but how could Ye Chen lose?

That is a big shot from Xingang, a young master from the floating world, an existence beyond human intelligence, and possesses skills beyond dimensions!
He is bound to win the only seed spot in the Yongcheng Division!
Why did he lose?

Xu Linsheng staggered and took two steps, and said in panic, "Master, you."

"roll!"

Bang!
Ye Chen had nowhere to vent his anger, so he punched Xu Linsheng on the temple.

"Uh--"

Xu Linsheng rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

The sudden change brought everyone back to their senses.

The eyes of the contestants were focused on Xu Linsheng who fell to the ground, but Xu Linsheng was like a puddle of mud, showing no sign of waking up.

It shouldn't.

Traveling is an extremely mentally consuming act.

Therefore, professional players actually pay attention to nutritional intake, and Xu Linsheng, as the leader of the Ukiyo Raiders team, cannot possibly be so fragile.

What's more, since he died so early, his mental exhaustion should not be great.

But now Ye Chen knocked him down with one punch?

It wasn't because Ye Chen was too strong, but because Xu Linsheng's condition was inherently problematic.

It can be seen from his pale face.

Among the traversers, many people are in a similar situation.

They all have one thing in common, that is, they died in the blood sacrifice of the whale.

It's just that except for Xu Linsheng, the others don't seem to be so serious that they are on the verge of collapse.

Ning Luo finished sorting out his memory and finally opened his eyes.

He observed the changes in the field in amazement, and vaguely realized that something was wrong.

Others didn't know why Xu Linsheng fell to the ground, but he could detect some clues.

As Su Yao said, there was a precedent of brain death caused by the sequence dispute.

That's because the God's Chosen created their own exercises under the black sky, which attracted the prying eyes of the Death Dao, and was finally swallowed by the whale fall, resulting in brain death.

Although Xu Linsheng has never experienced whale fall.

But his brain power is far from that of God's Chosen.

So he fell.

Ning Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, not feeling the joy of winning the championship in his heart.

Not only because of the frustration of the end of the big world after the comeback.

It was because he realized that the nature of time travel seemed to have undergone some subtle changes since this match, when Xu Linsheng fell to the ground.

A contestant stepped forward with a frown and checked Xu Linsheng's breath.

"Fuck, his breath is so weak, shit, shit, something happened, something happened!"

"Quick, call an ambulance!!!"

"Something has happened!!!"

Ning Luo was indifferent, the contestants were flustered, the commentator was speechless, and the audience was confused.

Ye Chen stared at Xu Linsheng with a puzzled face, and even stepped forward and kicked Xu Linsheng angrily.

Xu Linsheng didn't respond.

Ye Chen panicked.

"how is this possible?"

"It's impossible, impossible, impossible."

He kept talking to himself in a daze, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Under the eyes of everyone, he lost to Ning Luo, even his personality was dissected by Ning Luo, and now he knocked Xu Linsheng unconscious
Ye Chen felt that everything seemed to be aimed at him.

He scanned his surroundings in fear, and could no longer use arrogance and tyranny to cover up the cowardice in his heart.

He heard the other players scolding him angrily, and also saw the contemptuous gazes from the audience.

Ye Chen's pupils trembled continuously, and his defenses were completely broken.

Instead of waiting for the commentator to read the result, he howled hysterically and rushed out of the stadium, missing.

The commentator finally reacted.

Qianyue's recitation came from the surrounding speakers.

"Uh, there seems to be something wrong with Xu Linsheng's condition. Our backstage emergency doctor should be here soon."

"Contestant Ye Chen also left early. Uh, the scene seems to be a bit chaotic."

Qianyue was sweating profusely.

Because she knows that the current Yongcheng live broadcast room is attracting worldwide attention.

The ensuing changes and the pressure of the explosion in the live broadcast room finally overwhelmed the new host and commentator in this small city.

Although there are still many lengthy lines to read, Qianyue's state does not support her to read them calmly.

Qianyue gritted her teeth, and read directly: "In short, let us congratulate first, the 233rd Fantasy Traveling Championship, the final champion of the Yongcheng Division, is."

"Ning Luo!!!"

(End of this chapter)