The ninth floor of the ruins.
The formation shone brightly, and an ancient formation was roaring into action. Zhao Zijing used golden elixir cultivation to transform the formation into an eye. Dozens of black-clothed guards formed an encirclement and sealed the Beihuang Sheng Gate.
"Wipe, are you doing it?"
"The big one bullies the small ones, and there is no martial virtue!"
"You obviously made a mistake but you still had the nerve to do it. What the hell?"
"Damn, I'm so angry."
"Bitch, the goddess is in trouble."
“…”
The water friends were filled with indignation and strongly condemned Zhao Zijing's humbly admitting his mistake and his unrepentant attitude. Beihuang's body was filled with demonic aura and he pushed Mu Zichen away:
"Zi Chen, remember, if you don't kill, you don't hurt yourself."
She went straight to the crowd.
Black flames swept across, the phoenixes were clanging, and the violent evil spirits were rampaging. Beihuang actually used his own power to fight fiercely with the group of cultivators. Various magical powers and techniques collided, and the sky was filled with smoke.
Zhao Zijing stood on the wall and watched, waiting for an opportunity to act. He was waiting for a flaw.
A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength, especially when facing an ancient relic with unpredictable background like Beihuang: no one knows if she has left any backup plan for him.
He could only bet that the opponent's level was not enough, and even if he had a trump card, he wouldn't be able to use it.
In fact.
From the beginning to the end, there was no third option. Either Beihuang would be captured without mercy, or blood would be spilled on the spot. They had no basis for trust and had no room for negotiation.
That's why Beihuang said that Mu Zichen was naive: she didn't understand monks. In a monk's world view, the moment they sensed a threat, the two sides were already enemies.
"good chance!"
Beihuang was attacked by a guard in black and was thrown into chaos. Zhao Zijing suddenly ejected like a cheetah. He opened and closed the precious fan in his hand, and the dark blade suddenly appeared, and the sword energy streaked across the phoenix spine.
"Tear!"
A large area of snow is exposed, and the wound extends to the plump buttocks. The pale golden blood slowly flows and ticks. Flowers bloom on the ground, and the dry grass is full of vitality.
"This is...phoenix blood!"
"It is said that the whole body of the Phoenix is filled with treasures. When I saw it today, it certainly lived up to its reputation!"
"Second Commander."
"Why don't we stop killing her, capture her alive, raise her up, and use her as a human blood bank and sex... This woman is simply the elixir of life walking around the world!"
“…”
The monks looked at Beihuang with greedy eyes, like homeless people who had been hungry for several days and their mouths watered when they saw a plate of delicious delicacies falling from the sky.
The huge temptation of immortality exposes the ugly side of human nature at a glance.
"Capture them without restraint, but you can save your life!"
Zhao Zijing shouted loudly.
Beihuang turned a deaf ear and stared at him intently. For a long time, he said without any warning: "You have a demonic aura about you. You are not Zhao Zijing. Who are you?"
The live broadcast room exploded:
"Demon Qi? Walter Law? Commander Zhao has been assimilated by the demon? Can't it?"
"Goddess, are you mistaken?"
"I'm afraid, if this is true, it would be too scary. It's terrifying to think about it!"
"Yes, even the dignified and powerful national-level soldiers with golden elixir cultivation cannot withstand the erosion of demons. You can imagine the fate of other black-clothed guards, let alone us ordinary people."
"It's over, it's over, the fate of the country is in danger!"
“…”
A flash of panic flashed in Zhao Zijing's eyes:
"You are so bold and evil, you dare to make trouble in front of the public, slander the reputation of the Black Guards, and still speak harshly when you are about to die. I don't think you will shed tears until you see the coffin!"
The acting was so realistic that everyone believed it.
pity.
Beihuang is not a human being: Anyone who belongs to the demon clan will have difficulty controlling the demonic energy in his body in front of the phoenix. This is an instinctive reaction, just like a mouse meeting a cat.
The cat knew how scared the mouse was at that time, and so did the mouse, but humans didn’t.
"Having independent thinking proves that you are not taken away from you. Your popularity overwhelms the evil spirit, which proves that you are not bewitched. Let me think about it, could it be... Li Daitao Zang?"
Four words come out.
Zhao Zijing's pupils were shaking: No need to prove it, the reaction was self-evident.
While healing his wounds, Beihuang recounted the origin of the demon: "In your previous life, you landed on Beishan Mountain, and the peach tree became a spirit. You took your name from Yao and practiced the art of substitutionary death. Yes or no!"
There is a demon in Beishan who is not good at attacking, but he has a bloodline magical power called Li Dai Tao Jiang that is the envy of countless people: he can make others die on his behalf and live a new life in the body of the deceased.
Combined with the news recently broadcast on TV that "Long Han developed an evil-killing magic".
Beihuang guessed.
This demon should have died once.
The evil-killing magic is specially designed to defeat evil spirits, but she was unwilling to reincarnate, so she found a scapegoat, the original owner of this body - the second guard in black, Zhao Zijing!
"Bah bang bang."
By now.
Zhao Zijing simply stopped covering up, laughed and applauded: "Hahaha, you are worthy of being the emperor of all monsters who ruled Beishanhai two thousand years ago. I admire you for your good eyesight!"
He really didn't expect Beihuang's eyes to be so vicious.
but.
The impact is not big. The legacy of winning the first place in the world is the primary purpose of his trip. I am outnumbered and the situation is still under control: "Unfortunately, that's all."
"Your Majesty, it's not a big deal."
"Bloodline doesn't mean anything. You will be injured, you will die, and you are not truly invincible. Sons of my clan, take action, I will lead you... to slay the emperor!"
Following his order, the roar of beasts in the ruins shook the sky, and nearly half of the black-clad guards tore open their skins, revealing their true bodies: they were actually transformed into strange monsters!
"Holy shit, Commander Zhao was really taken over by a demon!"
"Not only that, many guards in black have been killed. Congratulations to the other party for directly achieving the achievement of annihilating the group. Hehe, it's over now. Let's all wait to die together."
"Now I can only pray that the goddess has some tricks up her sleeve."
"I'm looking at Xuan."
"The strength of Commander Zhao is obvious to all. He is on par with the other two commanders in terms of combat power. The two commanders are far away at the moment, and they will definitely not be able to send reinforcements..."
“It is recommended to select a cemetery early, otherwise only mass graves will be left.”
"Don't be so pessimistic, everyone. We, Dalonghan, are full of talents and have strong national support. We will definitely have more than three town-level officials. Everyone must believe in the country..."
"Eh."
"Do you think Number One in the World will come to the rescue? After all, this is his tomb. With his status, he shouldn't be able to tolerate these demons provoking him like this, right?"
“…”
To everyone's surprise.
In addition to Zhao Zijing, there was actually a golden elixir demon in the ruins. He entangled Yan Chixia, and the remaining demons went on a killing spree, and the situation fell into a one-sided chaos.
The little Lolita of the Mu family was so frightened that she lost her mind. Zhao Zijing jumped through the battle circle, trying to take advantage of the chaos to snipe Beihuang: "Emperor, you owed my family two thousand years ago, so you must accept your life!"
Beihuang looked at him teasingly.
Zhao Zijing's heart tightened and he realized something was wrong.
at this time.
The folding fan was only three inches away from Beihuang's eyebrows: He made a decisive decision, bit the tip of his tongue, burned his essence and blood, overdrawed his potential, and planned to forcefully fight Beihuang... to exchange his life for his life!
Sudden!
A terrifying coercion that did not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy was overwhelming, sweeping thousands of miles like a hurricane, suppressing all the people on both sides, kneeling on the ground, unable to move.
"Chen Changsheng, I know it's you, stop being so mysterious here!"
The fear brought by the breath master to Zhao Zijing cannot be eradicated even if he is reincarnated for millions of lives. He is still aloft and overlooking humble sentient beings as he was two thousand years ago.
Zhao Zijing's soul began to tremble. In order to cover up the fear in his heart, he yelled like crazy: "Get out of here, why are you pretending to be such a coward?"
"Noisy."
A slap hit Zhao Zijing's face.
"Chen Changsheng!!"
He was furious:
"Two thousand years ago, you took away the spiritual essence of my Beishan lineage, which made it difficult for my Beishan demon clan to die a happy death for generations. Shouldn't you give me an explanation for this matter?"
"explain?"
"Ah."
A sneer, an inch of sword light, a human head, everything was silent.
"Gulu."
Zhao Zijing's head slowly rolled to the stone door.
He opened his eyes, and not far away was the kendo inheritance he dreamed of, but he might never have the chance to go in again, and died worthless, with hatred on the spot.
"No explanation."
"No need to explain."
"I, Chen Changsheng, can explain in three words!"
