Reborn Killer Supreme

Chapter 733: Final Journey

Li Yuezhong's candlelight shone faintly around him, dragging Li Yuezhong's body into a long shadow in the dark city gate. Appearing on Li Yuezhong's face, Shangguan Xiaoyao couldn't see the expression in Li Yuezhong's eyes clearly.

"Crack." Shangguan Xiaoyao patted his forehead with his hand. The two Li brothers had already annoyed him terribly, but another Li Yuezhong appeared here. Could it be that this Li was sent by the Master of the Great Dao to restrain him?

"Li Yuezhong, right? Why did you follow me?" Although Shangguan Xiaoyao was extremely helpless, Xiao Ba was very active in his mind expressing that he wanted him to accept Li Yuezhong. Asked Li Yuezhong with a look on his face. "Don't talk about big righteousness, I'm not interested in those things."

Li Yuezhong's face became confused, and when he lowered his head, the flames completely covered his entire face in black shadow.

Watching the half-pillar of incense burning in the nearby tent with both eyes, Shangguan Xiaoyao didn't wait for Li Yuezhong's reply, and then jumped off the city wall impatiently, and walked behind Li Yuezhong after a cloud of dust rolled up in front of him: "If you just want to follow the strong, you can choose one of the three saints at will and I will recommend you there. If you want to go to the God Realm, then don't think about it. This is not the way that normal people can think of. You If you go in, you will die."

"Lord Xiaoyao! Please wait a moment!" Shangguan Xiaoyao saw Yin Zhiyao walking in front of him, and when he was about to step forward to shake off Li Yuezhong completely, there was a crying voice behind him. "My blood of the Li family has never seen the ancestor Yi God. This is our only chance. We must go up, even if we die!"

"After I kill Wuya Wusheng, the road to the God Realm will naturally become smooth. You don't have to deliberately follow me." Shangguan Xiaoyao didn't turn around, but his tone had already loosened a little. Let's talk about the price and consequences of Li Yuezhong. "If there is nothing else, I'm going to prepare."

At this moment, Yin Zhiyao had noticed the situation between Shangguan Xiaoyao and Li Yuezhong, and walked towards Shangguan Xiaoyao.

"Lord Xiaoyao, there are only three of us left in Yishen's bloodline." Li Yuezhong said flatly, but Shangguan Xiaoyao stopped in his tracks. "The three of us have each inherited the last supernatural power of God Yi. If we can't go up to the God Realm, I'm afraid all the inheritance in this blood will be completely cut off by the time the next generation is born."

Shangguan Xiaoyao stopped abruptly, turned around and looked at Li Yuezhong: "Then you shouldn't be here, go find a place where no one is around, marry groups of wives and concubines, and pass on your bloodline!"

Step by word, Shangguan Xiaoyao leaned close to Li Yuezhong, poking his chest with his hands, and the spitting opponent kept blinking: "The battlefield is not a place for a child like you, get out of here."

However, Li Yuezhong did not move, still looking into Shangguan Xiaoyao's eyes, standing there with his hands close to his thighs: "I have already understood what the battlefield looks like. Originally, the blood of God Yi was one of the most prosperous families on this road, but now only Let me and the two distant grandpas, they don't remember me at all."

"My parents and relatives all died on the battlefield where they fought with others. When I took out the genealogy, it was all the red lines left by the clan members who died in battle." Li Yuezhong didn't know the genealogy that he had dug out before, and raised his hand towards Shangguan Xiaoyao showed it. "This is the curse of God Yi, the curse of the warrior blood. We always show excellent warrior talent, and are chosen to be the vanguard, to become the elite, to attack the most difficult places and defend the most critical predicaments!"

Shangguan Xiaoyao ended up with the genealogy in Li Yuezhong's hands, seeing more and more lines starting from God Yi, which branched out like a big tree, giving birth to endless descendants.

However, in the end, they all turned into horizontal lines one by one, some of which were crossed out with blood, and the record pages of some branches even turned into blood red.

"That's not the reason to impress me, change it." Shangguan Xiaoyao turned to the last page and saw the names of Li Xiaosheng and Li Hege, and the one at the bottom was Li Yuezhong's name. "Your family's tragic life experience has nothing to do with me, and it doesn't bring me any benefits."

Receiving the genealogy in his hand, Li Yuezhong took out another thing - a roll of ancient bamboo slips.

"Xiao Ba, come out!" Shangguan Xiaoyao's expression changed instantly due to the familiar and heavy breath coming from the tile, and he called Xiao Ba repeatedly. "Where is this tile from!"

As soon as Xiao Ba sacrificed himself, he sensed the familiar aura coming from the tile, and hurriedly took the tile from Li Yuezhong's hand: "The volume of records in the book of all things! This is the part we need urgently. It is the most important part of the Spring and Autumn Sect." One of the written records of the law!"

When the simple bamboo slips were carefully taken over by Xiaoba, the faintly suppressed primitive atmosphere on them was instantly released, and the practitioners surrounded by them instantly seemed to have seen all the changes in the sea from ancient times to the present, and their eyes were full of exhaustion and tears .

But only Shangguan Xiaoyao and Xiaoba who carry the inheritance, and Li Yuezhong and Yin Zhiyao who have the blood of the gods are fine. At this moment, the four pairs of eyes are looking at each other, revealing thousands of information that others cannot understand.

"Li Yuezhong, it seems that you know God Yi in more detail than the two grandfathers. Can you tell me the connection between God Yi and that catastrophe?" Shangguan Xiaoyao couldn't help but pay attention to Li Yuezhong in front of him again. God Yi does not seem to be the little god that Feng Bamian said, at least from the bamboo slips and Naguwa, Shangguan Xiaoyao realized that the relationship between God Yi and the Spring and Autumn God Sect is extraordinary. "This is a very serious issue. If you want to follow me into the God Realm, don't hide anything."

"I don't know more about Yi God than the two ancestors, but the Yi God in the records seems to have played a mediating role in the catastrophe of all ages. He united many neutral gods and constantly interfered with the battle situation. However, since there is no record, I can only force God Yi to fall into a deep sleep." Li Yuezhong frowned and lowered his head to dig out his memory, while describing God Yi in a rambling manner deeds.

"That's enough, I've understood it here, then you can follow me." Shangguan Xiaoyao patted Li Yuezhong's shoulder, turned around and led him to Shanhaiju.

It was at this time that the dawn was rising from the east, and everyone who had been busy all night ushered in a short rest. Only then did Emperor Jiuyang and others step out of their tents, watching Shangguan Xiaoyao and others walking towards Shanhaiju.

Shangguan Xiaoyao once again stood in front of Shanhaiju's door, turned around and looked at the crowd gathering behind him: "Yin Zhiyao, Yu Jiujie, Wei Shuangjue, Li Xiaosheng, Li Hege, Li Yuezhong, Xue Shiqing, that's us, let's go."

After finishing speaking, he slowly pushed open the wooden door, where Feng Bamian and Xiao Ba were waiting inside: "At the end, I still want to remind you one last time, once we start, we have no way out, you will either die inside, or become The Nine Layers Holy Venerable."

However, Shangguan Xiaoyao did not hesitate, and strode up to the second floor with the hilt of the Xiaoyao sword in his hand.

"Senior Xie Feng reminded us that the three of us have already made up our minds, life and death are destiny, and godhood is in heaven." The three of Li's family bowed to Feng Bamian, and then followed Shangguan Xiaoyao to the second floor.

Yin Zhiyao bowed to Feng Bamian and Xiao Bayi, Feng Bamian turned back to Yin Zhiyao and said, "Master Goddess."

When Wei Shuangjue and Yu Jiujie finally entered Shanhaiju, the wooden door closed in the eyes of everyone. Everyone could only stare at Shanhaiju, trying to see something from the front wall.

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Feng Bamian sat safely at the end of the long table on the second floor, glanced at Shangguan Xiaoyao and the others on both sides, slowly poured the tea on the wooden table from the cup in his hand, and the tea flowed along the gap of the wooden table to the opposite side of the wooden table , there is Xiaoba holding a spring and autumn jade pot.

"The secret art of the Divine Artifact of the Spring and Autumn Sect is a long river." Feng Bamian's finger cracked on its own, and a drop of blood condensed, dripping slowly towards the tea on the table.

Branches sprouted on the wooden table for a while, and then faded away in a blink of an eye. Herbs sprouted and everything withered and flourished.

Feng Bamian's aura of the God Realm was completely released in an instant and then retracted in an instant, and he said slowly: "Go, there are scrolls and exercises you need in the long river of time, but all of them require your life. to change."

Xiao Ba held the Spring and Autumn Jade Pot at the end of the long table and drank an unknown number of drops, then covered the lid of the jade pot, and first dripped a drop on the nearest Li Yuezhong, and in an instant Li Yuezhong, who was sitting on the seat, was completely melted For a little bit of starlight dissipated in the sky.

The Spring and Autumn Jade Pot was held in Xiao Ba's hand, and Xiao Ba kept moving there, the spout of the pot pointed towards the people on the wooden table one by one, for a while the stars on the second floor kept flickering, and the air was filled with inexplicable stars. dust.

"We let them in after all, I hope they can all come out safely." Feng Bamian watched Shangguan Xiaoyao disappear before his eyes as the last person, and lay down on the chair in a blink of an eye. Hidden, embarrassed.

Xiao Ba put the jade pot on the table, and the breath on his body became like an old man again, clasping his hands and supporting his chin: "Even if they are the most potential people on the mainland, I am afraid that there will be casualties after this experience." .”

"However, they still want to go in, they have to go in, otherwise we will definitely lose this war." Feng Bamian spread out on the chair and said, refilling his mouth with tea from time to time.

Just as the two of them were chatting for a while, there was a knock on the door downstairs.

"I am Ao Zhantian, is shopkeeper Feng here?"

(End of this chapter)