At this moment, it was empty and dead, and the Pangu Tomb, which had not changed for thousands of years, was filled with noise again. Lin Xiaolu, covered in blood and scars, ran on a long straight road lined with countless ancient statues, and purple mist began to spray out from his whole back. As he ran staggeringly, the purple mist began to transform into the same ferocious old man as Xiao Yu'er at that time.
"Boy, where are you!"
Sensing the strangeness around him, the ferocious old man showed a puzzled expression.
After entering Lin Xiaolu's body, he had already had a brief understanding of it. He understood that Lin Xiaolu was not an immortal cultivator, and he did not have the ability to teleport. Therefore, he was a little confused at the moment. He didn't know how Lin Xiaolu suddenly came to such a strange place. of.
At this moment, Lin Xiaolu also started to stagger, and his running movements became swaying from side to side. He seemed to be drunk, and he almost fell down several times.
This is because his consciousness is fading away.
Soon, with a muffled sound of "Plop!", Lin Xiaolu, who was carrying the purple old man on his back, knelt on the ground and stretched out his trembling palms towards the two huge statues not far ahead.
"Two seniors...help..."
His eyelids became heavier, the light in his eyes gradually dissipated, and the rising figure on the old man's back became more intense.
"Boy, congratulations, from now on, you are my man!"
Listening to the evil laughter in his ears, Lin Xiaolu's thoughts gradually disappeared, and his eyes became more and more dull. Finally, before he collapsed completely, he finally heard that familiar voice again.
"Husband, look, your little heir is here again."
"Bang!" Lin Xiaolu hit his head on the floor and lost consciousness.
"Huh? There is something strange in this little guy. Hiss~ This strange thing seems to be in the same realm as us! But...but he is not complete. He is just like us, he also has residual thoughts, but they are just evil thoughts!"
At this moment, Lin Xiaolu had completely lost consciousness and was lying quietly as if asleep. Not long after, he suddenly opened his empty eyes and staggered up from the ground, like a zombie. Together with the purple old man behind him, his eyes looked at the man and woman who appeared in front of him at some unknown time.
The woman looked curious, while the man held his chin up, looking thoughtful at Lin Xiaolu and the old man with empty eyes.
Two against two, no one said anything.
A moment later, the purple old man behind Lin Xiaolu suddenly controlled his body, took two steps back warily, then turned around and ran away.
Seeing this, the pensive man frowned slightly.
"Madam, seal this place and never let this innate evil thought drive the little deer away!"
After saying that, the man dodged and teleported directly in front of Lin Xiaolu, who was escaping. While blocking his way, he looked at the purple old man rising behind him with cold eyes.
"Your Excellency and I are both mourning for the ruins, so you don't need to be so afraid of our couple, right?"
Seeing the man in front of him who was also sad, the manipulated Lin Xiaolu took two steps back again, and the purple old man floating behind him showed a fearful look.
"Tsk, tsk, let me tell you how come this martial arts boy is so talented and has no fear at all of being controlled by me and going on a killing spree. It turns out that you two seniors are standing behind him."
Even with his evil thoughts, Li Er respectfully addressed the man in front of him as his senior, and at the same time, he drifted behind Lin Xiaolu with a sneer:
"Senior Fuxi, you and I are both in ruins now, but I'm different from you. I have a physical body to use, and you can't take me down!"
After hearing the purple old man's words, Fuxi couldn't help but complain in his heart.
What is the situation of my little heir? Either he doesn't come, or he comes and brings him such big trouble.
He, Nuwa, and Li Er were from different eras. They didn't know each other well and had no contact with each other, but he understood in his heart that even if the three of them existed, they would all return to the ruins. One-on-one would be a tie. There is no way to say who wins and who loses, but the difficulty now is that Li Er's innate evil thoughts have a physical body, while he and his wife have nothing.
Although he can't kill himself, he also has no way to restrain him, which is quite troublesome.
At this moment, Fuxi looked at the old man in front of him who was controlling Lin Xiaolu to retreat slowly. Without hesitation, he shouted behind him:
"Madam, stop the Wangchuan River first!"
After shouting these words, Fuxi looked at the old man on Lin Xiaolu's back again, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes:
"You don't have to retreat. Want to control Xiaolu to do evil? Don't worry, you can't leave!"
On the long and straight road, the purple old man was slightly stunned when he heard this. He subconsciously felt the Wangchuan River in Xia Lin Xiaolu's body. After discovering that the Wangchuan River had turned into a stagnant water, he was angry on the spot and shouted at Fuxi in front of him. Roaring with heartbreaking hatred!
Six hours later.
"Hoar, why don't you roar?"
"Pfft hahahaha, is the deer's voice hoarse? Just let him roar again."
On the straight road, Nuwa and Fuxi looked at the incompetent and furious old man in front of them with mocking expressions, while the old man was so angry that he screamed everywhere.
"Let me out! I want to kill people! I want to massacre everything in the world!"
He was really anxious. The Wangchuan water in Lin Xiaolu's body was cut off by Nuwa, and now it was completely useless. Lin Xiaolu's physical body couldn't hit the two Fuxi and Nuwa, so he could only go around in anger. Crazy.
Now Lin Xiaolu's physical body had been roaring at full strength for six hours under his control. Now he completely lost his voice and could not roar at all until his throat was completely repaired. This undoubtedly made the old man feel even more aggrieved.
In the field, Fuxi looked at Lin Xiaolu's body sitting there gasping for breath, while the purple old man rising behind him began to gradually become depressed and decadent, and suddenly showed a teasing smile.
"We, the couple, can't do anything to you, but we can still make you unable to live without this ancient tomb."
After saying that, Fuxi gave Nuwa next to him a look. Nuwa immediately understood and came to Lin Xiaolu, who had a blank look on his face. He knelt down and touched his head, and then smiled happily at the resentful old man. road:
"Xiaolu is the heir of my husband, and our couple also like him very much. Since you can't go out now, how about this? From now on, you can stay with Xiaolu and stay here with us. It's just right Our couple can adopt Xiaolu as their adopted son, and then you can follow him, and the three of us will build a happy family of three, what do you think?"
"Ahhhh! I'm going to fuck you!"
Hearing Nuwa's words, the old man who was on the verge of collapse completely exploded. He controlled Lin Xiaolu to jump up and cursed at Nuwa.
