No one knows transmigration better than me!

New arthropods grow from the worm's cleft.

The newly born tentacles on the neck violently flung towards the outer wall of Roshan, which made the uncle who had lost his balance regain the motivation to chase upwards.

Even under the impetus of the elastic force, the worm approached faster and faster!

The sound of piercing the sky suddenly set off a violent sonic boom!

Even the spirits around him turned into bursting waves of air, sweeping away all directions!

But fortunately, the sound of the sonic boom also gave Ning Luo a chance to react.

Facing the actions of the Kuroshio now, Ning Luo's handling is almost instinctive.

He didn't even need to lower his head, and he didn't even need to probe with his consciousness, he knew exactly what happened below.

"Still not to be underestimated."

"Even though this difficulty is not as difficult as a trial, it is also much more dangerous than ordinary time travel."

This is different from the trials in the Myriad Dharma Realm.

After all, the Black Dragon Mother Goddess of Ten Thousand Laws Realm had been banned earlier, and it was not until the death of Taizu Mingyi that she finally had the chance to show herself.

Although Taizu Mingyi's sense of oppression in the early and mid-term was strong, it finally gave Ning Luo a chance to develop.

But Wang Xingjie is not the case.

The Kuroshio is not the ancestor, and it will not tolerate the destiny people to grow up.

Ning Luo didn't know when he was exposed, was it because his body was never contaminated with impurities?Or is it because earlier, the experiment in the sea of ​​trees was already noticed by the Kuroshio?
But there is a slight difference between the two.

The former attracted the attention of "White", while the latter attracted the host of "Black".

Now it seems that they are all suspicious, and they are not easy to deal with.

Roshan was silent. Although it was contrary to peace, it was considered good news.

Ning Luo quickened his pace, thinking that if the mountain of meat really moved at this time, and the mountain of meat and the worms were attacking back and forth, he would probably only be able to yell "My life is over."

But think of what happened to Boss Cao in the Battle of Chibi
It is better not to worry about this kind of assumption.

Taixuanhuanjian supported Ning Luo's body, making him leap forward all the way.

Although the worm kept chasing after him, and the speed was obviously far faster than Ning Luo, it was repeatedly blocked by the bursting airflow, even if it was a little short.

The pilgrims who fell into the water looked up in surprise.

But I saw that sacred tower turned into a bloated fleshy body.

The holy pagoda, which originally looked like the slender arm of the Martial God titled the moon, now turned into a bloated fleshy arm filled with water.

The sacred breath no longer exists, but for what reason, the pilgrims do not know.

Perhaps, because of canker sore?

After all, they also saw the black beard that the gun stabbed at Ning Luo.

boom!
boom!
boom!
The sonic boom mixed with the loud cracking noise broke the long-standing peace of the holy capital.

A pair of too mysterious swords exploded one after another, and the air waves wrapped in the filthy flesh on the worm's body and scattered all over the sky.

The pitch-black liquid fell into the holy river and fell towards the square.

Like rotten eggs and tomatoes thrown from high altitude, they exploded suddenly!
But the exploding black pulp seems to have life, except for the black tide engulfed by the thunder and fire, those residues of the black tide that survived by chance are like mollusk creatures, slowly crawling towards the sluggish pilgrims.

Until then, the pilgrims finally realized the crisis.

They had no time to think about who offended the holy soul, or what was sabotage from other dynasties.

...

At present, the persistence of all beliefs is not as important as a life-saving sentence.

The crowd fled in all directions, but the squirming liquid seemed to be inspired by the fear of the pilgrims.

Their bodies compressed slightly, and then jumped up like toads in an instant!

The black mud stretched out and turned into a black curtain the size of a bamboo hat, directly covering the faces of the refugees.

"Ugh!

"Ho, ho—"

A hoarse howl resounded through the square.

It sounds like being gagged by a powerful vacuum cleaner and then sucking out all the internal organs.

Even the souls of those pilgrims were turned into cloudy smoke and were eaten away by the face-embracing black mud!
Things are getting bigger.

This is definitely not a good thing for Ning Luo.

Because this means that as long as someone checks the records of this match, they will be able to detect the change that caused the disaster.

It's just a passing statement, but it's suspicious enough.

However, the current chaos is not all bad.

At least Ning Luo thus had the possibility of escaping.

Because of such intense movement, it will undoubtedly attract the strong men of the Moon Dynasty.

As Ning Luo expected.

When the holy tower crumbled and the worms broke through the ground, the strong men in the Moon City had already noticed it.

The reason why they didn't act was that they were waiting, waiting for the decree from the Holy Maiden, and also waiting for the instructions from the Holy Soul of the Moon.

Even if the pilgrims were slaughtered by the black mud that hugged their faces, even if a dark figure was chased into the sky by dozens of worms as strong as a tower, even if the belief rooted in the heart of the moon has turned into a bloated pieces of meat.
They remained unmoved.

This doesn't make sense.

Ning Luo has reached the top.

It can be seen that there is a limit to the length of the worm.

At least when he stood on the top of the meat mountain and looked down at the supposedly quiet holy city, the dozen or so burly worms were hard to catch.

Even if they come close, the previous impact like a high-speed rail protruding from the face or a passenger plane falling down no longer exists.

When the filthy boys at the front of the worm approached the top of the White Tower of Flesh, their impact at this moment could no longer even set off a sonic boom.

"call"

Ning Luo's breath gradually calmed down.

Qi and blood surged, and then turned into three bloody ghosts around his body.

True Qi swelled, and more than ten phantom swords immediately hung alone beside Xueying.

These are the results of the entry of Taoism into the realm.

The Tai Xuan Illusory Sword is forged by true qi, which originally needs to be continuously cultivated in the sea of ​​qi.

But after having Xuan Min, the stored true energy can provide Ning Luo with a steady stream of true energy at any time.

It is indeed a little exaggerated to say that there is a steady stream, but as long as the resources are sufficient, Ning Luo really does not lack this wealth.

The same is true for Chilian Blood Soul, Yuan Jing can decompose sufficient Qi and blood and blood essence at any time to provide raw materials for the construction of Chilian Blood Soul.

And the natal heart vein needed by the main soul.
It does not matter.

Because Ning Luo didn't use the main body of the blood soul, and even because he wasn't familiar enough with the new dragon-born blood, he didn't have time to try to shape it.

Since there is none at all, there is no need to worry about consumption.

The truth couldn't be simpler.

Moreover, although the construction of the universe is highly dependent on Dao Yun and true meaning, even if there is no universe, it will not affect the fighting skills from the reincarnation of hundreds of generations.

...

The sword light was cold, and the void shattered like a mirror.

The refracted thousands of sword lights instantly crushed the filthy children around them, turning them into black mud all over the sky and falling down.

The oppressive feeling of the dead air worm finally disappeared.

But Ning Luo knew that now was not the time to relax.

He was tall and tall, standing alone on the top of the tower of flesh and blood, looking in all directions.

The screams of the pilgrims and the tragic scene of being hugged by the black tide did not seem to be enough to motivate the strong men of the Moon King Capital to take action.

Ning Luo originally had some sense of guilt for causing disaster, but now because of the disregard of the Moon Dynasty, the slight sense of guilt has disappeared.

"Not right."

After getting rid of the worm, Ning Luo finally had time to think.

"The holy tower is like this, what about the powerhouses of the Moon Dynasty? Why are they still indifferent?"

"Just ignore your own people like this?"

"Also, what about the beliefs you advocate? The holy towers have collapsed, where have all the beliefs gone?"

Questions came to my mind one after another.

The abnormality of the Moon Dynasty made Ning Luo almost think that he had stepped into a fantasy.

But obviously, under the condition of possessing the Eternal Dream and the lantern, there is no illusion that can confuse Ning Luo.

Therefore, the problem is the moon title.

The strong man with the title of the moon never made a move. When it comes to the reason, there are only two possibilities that Ning Luo can think of.

Either it was warned by the holy soul in advance, or there was a prophecy that mentioned the changes at this moment.

Either those strong people are still waiting for the decree of the holy soul, and absolutely obey the arrangement of the holy soul of the title moon.

Either way, it doesn't make sense.

Because it is impossible for them not to see that hideous tower of flesh and blood.

Ning Luo looked at the pale fleshy body under his feet.

Even though he stepped on the aggrieved fingertips of that fleshy arm, the tower of flesh and blood still didn't attack him.

Is it because it has not slowed down, and it is not a real recovery?

Not like.

Kuroshio is not that stupid.

After all, it is not a person limited by the body.

and many more
people.
people?
Now it seems that this pale arm is undoubtedly a part of the human body.

Ning Luo could feel the aura of the surging black tide below the holy tower, it was undoubtedly a curled up human form.

It is a giant blood body built by the Kuroshio!
"That's only"

"Great filth?"

"wrong!"

"How could Foul allow the Man of Heaven to stand on top of it?"

"Neither is a worm. It is even more impossible to swallow a star matrix. Then, there is the possibility of a cocoon."

That's even more wrong.

Because the cocoons are much more aggressive than the filth.

Cocoon pupae is the metamorphosis stage of the Kuroshio's evil spirits from filth to insect, and it is the process of the Kuroshio's complete fusion of the body and even the soul of the living beings, or a process of adaptation and fusion.

The cocoon in the metamorphosis stage is difficult to move, so it is impossible to turn a blind eye to the danger around it, let alone ignore Ning Luo who is standing above its head.

After calming down, when Ning Luo regained his senses, he instantly realized the abnormality of this white maggot aggregate.

It's not filth, it's not a cocoon, it's not a worm, and it's not the matrix of swallowing stars.

what will it be?
Ning Luo didn't use the lantern, but he could still easily use the perception that the lantern gave him.

...

So at this moment Ning Luo knew very well that although the thing under his feet was indeed a black tide, it might not be an evil host.

That.
Just a rich and bloated mass of meat.

In other words, like a sandcastle built by children on the beach, a statue made of Kuroshio and white maggots!
Something is wrong!
Ning Luo suddenly realized that he seemed to have vaguely touched the truth of Wangwang Star Realm!
white maggot
Regardless of whether it is harmful or not, at least now, Ning Luo can be sure that this holy tower and the giant white maggots under his feet are all man-made products!

"White maggots are human handwriting."

"How is it possible, how could someone be able to control the Kuroshio?"

That is absolutely impossible.

Fundamentally, from the root cause, there is absolutely no such possibility.

Ning Luo will not doubt this unchanging premise because of the current change.

So the white maggots are definitely not something that can be controlled by humans, but most of them have reached a cooperative relationship with someone?

Ning Luo didn't know.

But that's really the only possibility.

Because that is not something that Kuroshio's "wisdom" can do.

Therefore, the person behind the plan must be a creature with sound reason.

So dead?
The death worms entangled endlessly, and still did not miss the chance to chase Ning Luo.

But at such a distance, the Death Worm was no longer a threat.

Ning Luo flicked his wrist slightly, repelled the worm lightly, and then thought to himself: "The timing is too coincidental."

That's right, just when he boarded the holy tower, Death Qi suddenly pursued him.

but.
Ning Luo thought to himself, when did his identity as a Man of Destiny be exposed to death?

Undoubtedly, it was in the sea of ​​trees in Qingqiu Secret Realm, when he communicated with Songfeng and took the corpse of the Red Feather Army to identify the real body of the rotten gangrene.

However, at that time, Death Qi never made a move.

However, when he ascended the holy pagoda, he seemed to be stuck in the dead air, and he shot to stop him by no coincidence.

There are enough clues.

Ning Luo has already been able to introduce an exact logical closed loop, but needs to add certain details and try to verify it.

"The Kuroshio will not know that I have the ability to go back through the ages."

"White maggots and dead air do not belong to the same maternal consciousness, so there is no possibility of sharing information."

"Then, the reason why the death worm broke out of the ground may not be to prevent me from climbing the tower and meeting the dead remains of the Moon Goddess."

"Or, more than that."

The blood soul is taken back into the body.

The phantom sword coiled around his body.

Ning Luo no longer restrained himself, nor did he hide his clumsiness from the Kuroshio.

He rubbed his chin, his eyes wandered between the dead worms and the pale flesh, feeling a faint sense of enlightenment.

"The purpose of death, more, is to make me misunderstand."

"It deliberately tore off the disguise of the Holy Tower, making this incarnation of the holy faith ugly, and even pointed out the location of the Kuroshio to the Mandate of Heaven."

"It wants me to know that the holy tower is the black tide, and it is the object I need to eradicate."

"and it"

And even if it is perceived by the world, it can still be peaceful.

...

Because its roots are buried deep in the ground, rooted in the core of the ley line, and connected to the entire land!
Gun hit the bird.

When the world learns of the existence of the evil spirit of the Kuroshio, it is self-evident who should be targeted first.

Ning Luo would not just judge arbitrarily that the white maggot meat mountain is harmless.

Because even though this mountain of meat is made by human beings, it is still a creation of the Kuroshio.

Therefore, it must be exterminated, there is no doubt about it.

But before getting rid of this Kuroshio flesh body, Ning Luo still has something to figure out.

"Who made it?"

"How did you make it?"

"Why do you want to build it?"

The classic three questions are just enough to summarize Ning Luo's doubts at the moment.

This will be the key to uncovering the secrets of Wangxing Realm, and it is also the most important part to penetrate the mystery of Wangxing!
That's why the Death Worm is trying to stop him.

Obviously, it didn't want Ning Luo to meet with the holy soul of the Martial God of the Moon, and didn't want him to know the truth about the Star Realm, and deliberately induced him to give wrong answers.

But a pity.

Ning Luo is different from other Tianming people.

He has the eternal dream, the lantern hidden in the depths of his soul, and even the children's magic that can break the illusion.

So there is no mist in Ning Luo's eyes.

He has opened up, even the outline of the underground giant of the black tide can be seen clearly.

Ning Luo understood what he should do now.

He looked towards the core of Roshan and sensed the breath of that coffin.

Ning Luo knew that that was the purpose of his trip, and it was also the key to penetrate the truth of the Star Realm!
But the thousands of long black beards climbing up the tower of flesh and blood felt the same way.

The crisis is getting worse!