No one knows transmigration better than me!

The pitch-black lines meander and twist.

Like the veins intertwined on the surface of the tower of flesh and blood, reinvigorating this dead body.

Will this flesh and blood giant suddenly wake up like a mech injected with energy?
Ning Luo didn't know either.

But if the person standing in this position is for someone else, it has been arbitrarily determined that the dead energy and the white maggot are one and the same.

He will think that the giant is about to break through the surface of the earth, and show off his power to destroy the world to the ignorant and ignorant people in the star-watching world!

But Ning Luo didn't think so.

Because he could clearly feel that the mountain of meat under his feet was repelling the vertical and horizontal black lines on his body.

The two are not concentric.

boom--

Earthquake!

In the contest of the Kuroshio self-phagia, the dead air seems to gradually gain the upper hand.

A strong tremor continued to be felt from beneath his feet.

Ning Luo was completely fearless, but he also understood that his time was running out.

"The chaos is irreversible."

"However, if the death aura is due to the arrival of the man of destiny, he deliberately made a move and affected the white maggots in the holy tower."

"Then this catastrophe is an inevitable event. As long as the Man of Heaven steps into this holy land, Death Qi will definitely attack."

From this point of view, Nanning Luo doesn't need to worry about cheating.

However, no matter from the perspective of strength or purpose, it is impossible for him to suppress this disaster.

Can't and can't do it.

Time is limited, at least before the chaos spreads, Ning Luo must go to see the coffin and try to understand the truth of Wangxingjie.

The enriched inner spirit turned into a current under the feet.

Without hesitation, Ning Luo followed the broken corridor, rushing down from the black beard and mud all over the sky.

"go with!"

The Shifang Phantom Sword moved in response to the sound, and shot out one after another!

The dazzling stream of light shot towards the center of the holy tower, and the handles looked at each other from head to tail, nailing deeply into the fleshy wall!

boom!
Spirit Yun exploded!

That ferocious mountain of flesh was instantly blown out of a tunnel made of flesh and blood.

The sticky pale fascia hangs like a spider's web on the section of the broken passageway, even slowly dripping black tide mixed with white maggots.

This extremely twisted tunnel of flesh and blood once made Ning Luo almost instinctively queasy.

But for Ning Luo, who has already adapted to all this, this does not make him hesitate at all.

"The wound has not healed."

"Although there are granulation sprouts growing at the section, the further self-healing seems to be deliberately stopped."

"Is that coffin welcoming me?"

obviously.

There are only two possibilities ahead.

It's either truth or a trap.

But this is just a fictional deduction on the sand table, and Ning Luo will not die here.

So no matter what the truth is, this trip can give him a definite answer.

It's a pity that there may be a third possibility in the road ahead.

puff-

The crackling sound echoed in the tunnel of flesh and blood.

Black dots came into Ning Luo's field of vision, and then broke through the solid wall of flesh and blood, running through the entire corridor!

It looks like a medieval knight's spear, more like a sharp spike made of hardened tentacles!
The spikes ran through the entire corridor, and between the intersections, Ning Luo's path was completely blocked!
...

At the same time, countless fine tentacles emerged between the spikes, more like long black hair that could be stretched infinitely, connecting between the intertwined spikes, and finally weaving into an airtight net.

There is no gap in the road ahead.

Ning Luo flicked his wrist, the sword wind was like blowing bamboo, and the cold sword light flashed past.

But failed to open the way.

The spike was cut off, but it healed in an instant, and then came back again.

"broken."

Ning Luo frowned slightly, feeling troubled.

This is the core of the holy tower, which is much closer than the underground.

When the Kuroshio no longer pursues it, but chooses to harden and block the road, then the current Ning Luo does not have the strength to destroy it.

As much as he cuts, so much spikes will grow.

If the conclusions drawn by Shuhai's research are correct, even if he squeezes out all his knowledge, it is still impossible to get rid of the spikes and hairs that block the way.

Kuroshio chose to stick to it.
This is a development that Ning Luo did not expect.

But this does not go beyond the scope of the "wisdom" of the Kuroshio. After all, with the pattern of star realms fighting for hegemony, it is undoubtedly a paradise for the Kuroshio to steal teachers.

Even, when Kuroshio realized that Ning Luo couldn't move on, he even had the idea of ​​chasing away the guest.

The pitch-black fluid proliferated from the flesh and blood fault.

Like a virus parasitic in the body of this flesh and blood giant, it reproduced a new body with the stolen nutrients.

The newborn clay puppet has the appearance of a human race, except that both arms have been turned into sharp spikes, and fine chains are still attached to the ankles.

The clay puppets have a black and white complexion.

Undoubtedly, it was induction.

"Still cheating."

Ning Luo's eyes were slightly cold, and he thought that he might not know about this deathly anger, and his purpose had already been penetrated by him.

It deliberately put on such a shape, all it did was to trick Ning Luo into thinking that he had understood the conspiracy of the holy tower and the white maggot.

Although the strategy is simple, it is also clever enough.

Because ordinary people can't verify this conclusion at all.

What's more, no matter what the cause of this holy pagoda is, it must be the target that the Mandate of Heaven needs to eliminate.

The move of Kuroshio's death anger is just to advance the sequence of purging.

but.
Ning Luo looked at the sealed passage in front of him and those newborn bionic clay puppets, and thought, "So, its purpose is nothing more than to let me attack the moon first, and deal with the black tide on the ground first. Or, it is I want me to get rid of the white maggots first."

The purpose could not be more clear.

Kuroshio has "intelligence", but that intelligence is like an AI painter.

Although generally speaking, the Kuroshio can sometimes show resourcefulness beyond ordinary creatures, but in fact, it is just the mechanized feedback that it finally sorts out after absorbing a huge amount of memory.

To put it more abstractly, it can be considered that the wisdom of Kuroshio has no soul.

Just like the paintings of AI painters, they do gather the strengths of hundreds of schools, and they do have the potential to be on the palace of art.

Then you have to ask AI, does it know what it is drawing?

It doesn't know.

Its feedback will only be a series of preset label features and cold and blunt code.

The so-called wisdom of the Kuroshio is also similar to it.

It is undeniable that this strategy of diverting disasters to the east is indeed fruitful.

If Ning Luo hadn't possessed 3S destiny and a lantern, he might have been fooled by this thing at first sight.

...

But now that he has understood the scheme of the black tide, Ning Luo looked back at his previous actions, but he couldn't see any wisdom.

Some are just naive and childish.

Too innocent and too deliberate.

From Dead Qi's unmoved earlier, to Ningluo's sudden attack after ascending the pagoda, to now urgently blocking the way with spikes.

Every step it takes is telling Ning Luo straightforwardly that it doesn't want Ning Luo to know the truth about this tower, and wants Ning Luo to regard the holy tower as the mortal enemy of destiny!
There are many powerful auras rushing from a distance.

But it's too late.

The clay puppets are approaching, and reinforcements are coming.

However, instead of trying to cut a bloody path, Ning Luo took half a step back.

"It doesn't matter whether this tower is the will of the Martial God or not."

"If so, it's not something I should care about now, what exactly is Martial God Hiding Moon hiding?"

"In short, the Kuroshio must be eliminated. This is a fundamental iron law."

"No matter why the high-ranking people in the star-watching world stole the strange power of the Kuroshio, and no matter what this white maggot means to them, I will deal with it sooner or later anyway."

"The Secret of the Moon Sacred Pagoda"

"Not urgent."

Ning Luo is very clear about his cards and the purpose of his trip.

It is his mission to collect information as soon as possible and make full preparations for clearing the Star Watching Realm.

Therefore, instead of fighting to the death with the deadly spirit blocking the way, instead of facing those moon-titled powerhouses who colluded with white maggots and obeyed the orders of the holy soul.
Ning Luo believed in himself even more.

"There is no need to hang from this tree."

"It's a big deal. Next time, when you are not discovered by Death Qi, just sneak over and trace the past."

Ning Luo came to a conclusion.

Moreover, he also noticed that the purpose of these black and white clay puppets is only to induce.

They do not have the strength to obliterate Ning Luo.

If we say that the first dozen or so worms that broke out of the ground really came to kill Ning Luo with the intention of killing.

The purpose of these black and white clay puppets right now is just to chase away guests.

"It seems that it has another purpose."

"It knows that I have sufficient strength to help it achieve its wish."

"That is, exorcising white maggots."

Obviously, this is killing people with a borrowed knife.

But still the same problem, Kuroshio's so-called wisdom is too simple.

It may not even understand the logical chain of this.

It just knows that in order to achieve the goal of exorcising the white maggots, it needs to use tricks such as diverting disasters to the east and killing people with a knife.

"call"

Ning Luo stepped back and breathed a sigh of relief.

On the one hand, he was regulating Qi and blood, smoothing the overloaded spirit veins when Fang just dodged.

On the one hand, it was a little easier.

The mist that Gein had originally shrouded in the stargazing world has now dissipated most of it.

The mystery has not yet been revealed, and Ning Luo is still far away from the truth.

But the direction of his way forward is completely clear.

"It's time to hit the road."

Ning Luo ignored those stern clay puppets, and calmly turned around in front of Kuroshio.

Perhaps the journey of stargazing has just begun from this moment.

Moreover, this journey will definitely not be boring.

...

Because, there is death as a companion.

boom!
Spiritual Yun is stirring!Roshan trembled!

Ning Luo's figure shot out like a cannonball, and then merged his aura between the heaven and the earth, leaving behind a scarlet trained blood soul that was identical to his appearance, letting it rush towards the far sky without diminishing momentum.

But he fell into the chaotic square city and walked quietly towards the outside of the city.

The holy soul should be able to detect his existence.

But Ning Luo expected that it doesn't have such leisure now.

Dealing with the erosion of dead air was enough to drain its mind.

Therefore, no one can stop Ning Luo from escaping.

It's okay to be angry.

But it won't do that.

Not only will it not block Ning Luo's way, but it will also "kindly" show him the way forward.

Because, the Kuroshio is pure.

It mechanically executes formulas derived from its own intellect.

So when Ning Luo chose to leave, it meant that the first step of its strategy had been successful.

As Ning Luo expected.

Deep in the veins, the void surges.

The hoarse voice of the sky is transmitted to every corner of the Star Realm through the criss-crossing black roots deep in the earth.

【Destiny】

【Already used by us】

【Borrowing the Sword of Destiny】

【Cut all the maggots blocking the way】

Murder with a knife.

This is also the purpose that Ning Luo tasted from Death Qi's last move.

Therefore, the structure of the star-watching world has generally been clarified.

No matter what Jietian Martial God did or what happened to him.

Regardless of the past of the Star Realm and the secrets hidden in the Ascension Ceremony.

In short.

Wang Star Realm Ten Thousand Dynasties struggle for hegemony is the final result of Bafang Martial Gods after all kinds of experiences.

In short.

Among the warrior gods of all directions, the warrior god of the title moon is closely related to the Kuroshio white maggot.

In short.

White maggots and dead air are neither friends nor foes.

The former is related to the natives of the stargazing world, and no signs of activity have been observed so far.

The latter is rooted in Wangxing's earth veins, and will actively erode living beings, and even try to devour the white maggots that belong to the Kuroshio.

This is the information that Ning Luo has obtained now.

Including the plan of the Kuroshio to kill with a knife, it is a detail that can be used by Ning Luo.

"It wants to borrow a knife to kill someone."

"Then it should first tell me who is the 'person' it wants to kill."

The Kuroshio Death Qi took advantage of the change of the Holy Tower to confirm that Ning Luo was qualified to be its sword.

Then next, it should be clear who it wants to kill.

In other words, where is its target, that is, the host body where the white maggots are enriched.

This is a rare source of information.

I'm afraid that looking at the entire stargazing world, no matter who Ning Luo asks, it is impossible to get a definite answer.

"Do you know where there are enriched white maggots?"

If such a question is asked, not to mention whether it is suspicious or not, at least the natives of the Star Realm don't know what the "white maggot" refers to at all.

In fact, Ning Luo himself didn't know what the scientific name of this thing was in the Stargazing Realm.

Anyway, I learned about the dead air from Song Fengkou, but the white maggot was named by him based on its appearance.

Inquiry is impossible to get results.

Even if you ask those experts in the God's Chosen Land, they may not know more than Ning Luo.

...

The reason couldn't be simpler.

If they understood all of them, then how could it be Ning Luo's turn to watch the Star Realm's customs clearance record?

Even if you don't have the ability to pass the customs, you can get a lot of money if you sell the information you get to the God's Chosen in Tianyu City, right?
Therefore, if Ning Luo wants to break the situation now, he can rely on him the most.
It was the Kuroshio!

The Kuroshio will guide Ningluo.

Even it will prevent Ning Luo from investigating the truth.

But unfortunately, this time, there is no need for a forced investigation.

Ning Luo only needs to bury all the places that Death Qi is afraid of deeply in his heart, and wait until the next time, when his identity has never been discovered by Death Qi, he will sneak into these places and go back to the past.
Then all the truth will come to light!
Whether it is the secret of the Ascension Ceremony, or the current entanglement between white maggots and dead energy, everything will be fully revealed!
Ning Luo left calmly.

The chaos in the Yueyue King's Capital will be dealt with by the strong.

Although it is a bit irresponsible to say this, after all, this is not a real trial, and it is the Moon Dynasty himself who allowed the tower of flesh and blood to tower over the city.

Can't rely on him.

He came to cure the astral disease, but not the native's brain.

As for the next stop.
Undoubtedly, it was the Chixiao Dynasty.

But this time, Ning Luo is already familiar with the road.

There is no need to stay, and there is no need to think too much.

He only needs to step into Chixiao, let the dead air guide him where the white maggot is, and then he can go to the next destination.

"In short, set a small goal first."

"Within half a year, travel around and look at the stars."

No one knows transmigration better than me!