Mortal's journey to immortality

Chapter 986 The Holy Son?

With Zi Jiuruo's strange and solid aura clearing the way, under the snowy eyes, several monks who had turned into human bodies of the ninth-level and tenth-level demons stopped for a moment, watching from a distance, not daring to move forward.

However, the feeling they give Wanglu is strange and powerful.

Even if they were to fight against each other, even though they could kill each other, they would not be much better.

He became more cautious.

In his opinion, the difference between him and them is the difference between the profound and superficial understanding of magical powers.

This is the benefit of the long lifespan of monster beasts. They can use their long lives to deeply understand and experience the inheritance from their blood and soul, and maximize their strongest points.

This is what "One Trick Eats Everywhere" talks about.

Wang Lu is like a delicious delicacy to them, and its energy and spirit are extremely powerful. If it is swallowed, it will give them a powerful improvement in all aspects.

The left and right fight against each other, the same principle applies.

To the human race, they are a treasure of heaven and earth, and to them, the human race is a feast of blood.

This is the way of survival in nature, where the jungle prevails, and it is also the cruel nature of spirituality.

Whoever is stronger will have the power of life and death over the other party.

A month later, Wang Lu suddenly stopped.

He was caught off guard and stopped so quickly that even Zi Jiu was awakened.

It blinked its confused little eyes, and suddenly a ball of gray light flashed wildly. Its wings spread out with a "flutter" and flapped in the air, looking like it was facing a formidable enemy.

Opposite in the air, an immortal Taoist man with a hairpin casually flipping his bun, white hair hanging down his back, a thin, tall and piercing old man, looked at them with his hands behind his back and a meaningful smile.

The surrounding area is endless, with the early morning sunlight seeping through the thick clouds. The nameless strange grass is getting thicker and thicker, like tall and lush trees. Under the strong wind, layers of terrifying ghosts with claws and teeth are scattered in all directions. Covering one person and one beast.

It wasn't that Wang Lu couldn't make a detour as fast as the wind, but it was like there was an invisible wall in front of him blocking him.

Zijiu didn't wake up suddenly, but the unpredictable aura of the powerful Sky Demon-level man opposite him who was comparable to the peak of the middle stage of divine transformation forced him to wake up.

Wang Lu feels as if he is facing a formidable enemy, his feet are slightly apart, his magic power is greatly increased, and his body is filled with strength. The sky-supporting stick and the six-star arcuate moon blade will accompany him to attack at any time.

The old man smiled and said solemnly: "My little friend, you can't go any further, so just stop here. One step forward leads to an abyss, and one step back leads to a vast ocean. If you have to move forward, just step over my old body."

There is a faint sadness of seeing through worldly fate and admonishment lingering in the words, which makes people can't help but feel obedient.

However, Wang Lu said coldly: "Why do you need to be so mysterious, old man? Your eyes have betrayed you a long time ago. The moment you glanced at the spirit beast on my shoulder, I knew what your intention was and what you wanted. I can see the truth under my hands." that is."

The old man was not angry, but with an attitude that Wang Lu had not expected at all and a strange voice that was both mysterious and understandable to him, he plausibly said: "I talk to you in the language common to our demon clan, and you will definitely understand. As a native A rare mutated spirit butterfly among the butterfly species, it is driven by others and considers thieves as its father. Do you want to betray the great oath of your spirit butterfly ancestors to be unrestrained and free? Do you want to rebel against the spirit demon clan's "Everyone who is not my species is a Is this a warning mantra for "big trouble"? It's not too late now, it's still too late to fix the situation. Leave this ugly, despicable and cold-blooded human race and return to the embrace of my spirit demon clan. In the vast duckweed prairie, with your unprecedented qualifications and With this bloodline, he will definitely become a great holy son of our clan, and becoming a holy king is just around the corner. Come back, holy son, come back, holy son."

Following the old man's magical voice, as well as his sincere worship, the purple and gray lights in Zijiu's eyes rotated rapidly like a nebula, and his eyes gradually revealed confusion, complexity, hatred, yearning, and unspeakable The various expressions of reluctance, reluctance, and ferocity were entangled and intertwined, and a violent and profound anger surged into the sky.

"call."

This astonishing demonic energy shot straight through the sky, spreading in all directions, and strong winds rose.

"boom."

This demonic energy rushed into the thick clouds like a straight line of smoke, and the clouds disappeared like a detonated volcano.

"Wow."

The sun was no longer blocked by clouds and was falling all over the sky. Zijiu was bathed in the surging light like a king.

"Squeak!"

It suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar, which sounded like thunder on the ground to Wang Lu's ears.

But to the ears of the old man who was crawling in the air, it was like a surprise from the sky. He had never seen an unprecedented spiritual butterfly and he didn't even know what kind of spiritual butterfly it was. It was even comparable to the fourth step of the ten most powerful strange insects among butterflies, the Void Silver Butterfly. If you are infected by him, you will be freed from the shackles, break the shackles, and return to the demon clan.

However, just when Wang Lu wanted to do something, just when the old man was thinking about the future, a sudden change occurred.

I saw Zi Jiu, who was flying over Wang Lu's shoulder, disappear. In a frightened and desperate scream of "ah", the old man's hollow and wide eyes shot out an incredible light, and his left hand tightly covered his left chest. At the heart.

He raised his head with difficulty from his left hand and looked at Zi Jiu on Wang Lu's left shoulder. His left hand dropped weakly.

"call."

A gust of wind poured in from the transparent hole in his left chest, like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The old man pushed the golden mountain and fell the jade pillar straight down with a "boom".

Wang Lu remained resolute and indifferent as he watched the instantaneous death of an extremely powerful tenth level celestial demon, without any fluctuation in his heart.

Either you die or I die, this is the cruel world of immortality.

If I want to devour my beloved Zi Jiu, I will use a trick to make Zi Jiu pretend to be bewitched by your evil words, and then give you a fatal blow unexpectedly without any defense.

Zi Jiu's soul is so strong, even if the demon uses the powerful magical power of combining sound, path and illusion into one, it does not waver at all. When he is attacked and affected by invisible attacks, Zi Jiu still releases a piece of soul power to hold him back. He protected them, which made the unknown old man mistakenly believe that they had been tricked and could not extricate themselves.

Without Zi Jiu, maybe he would wake up, but when he regained consciousness, he would have been injured. This is an indisputable fact.

The key point is Zi Jiu's abnormal speed after he became the eighth-level peak monster.

Even the old man didn't understand how he died until he died.

In Wang Lu's opinion, when the speed reaches a certain limit, even a feather as light as a feather will become a deadly weapon, as is the case with Zi Jiu.

When the old man was unprepared, Zi Jiu turned around. At that moment, it had turned into an extremely sharp and deadly weapon. With the dilation of its snow pupils, Zi Jiu only used one of five hundred breaths to kill him. As soon as it passed through the left chest, before even a thousandth of a breath, the heart was shattered into powder.

The old man died inexplicably, without any warning, as if in a dream.

Duckweed Prairie is really full of dangers, everywhere.

This time I won by surprise, I wonder if I will be so lucky next time.

Wang Lu wanted to touch Zi Jiu with his hand, but unexpectedly the guy disappeared.

"Haha."

A hearty laugh came out.

Running like thunder, Wang Lu escaped with a bang.