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Chapter 894

For some reason, the Blood Tiger God Emperor felt that once he accepted Wu Yanpo's statement, he would feel very relaxed.

As Wu Yanpo's account and constantly elaborating on his thoughts from Xiao Tian, ​​he began to feel that the other party's words made sense.

As the country-protecting beast of the Tibetan Empire, what is the significance of it after so many years?

Do you protect the inheritance of Tibetan martial arts?

Not just a habit, a habit of doing evil.

The Zangwu Empire itself comes from the Zangling Spirit, and each other is a family.

So, instead of protecting the inheritance of the Zangwu Empire, why not directly protecting the inheritance of the Zangling Spirit?

Moreover, protecting the Zang Ling is the right way, while protecting the Zang Wu is an accomplice, which is an evil thing.

In the past, due to many factors, he was unable to act like abandoning darkness and turning to light, and he could not control his own behavior.

But now, he has such an opportunity.

Xiao Tian's existence and the existence of the Tibetan Spirit allow him to get such an opportunity.

Why, why don’t you cherish it and still fight against something in this place?

I can't beat it, there is no other way, and there is no hope.

Even dying by oneself is a luxury.

But after practicing to the current state, I have lived for so many years, and I really have to give up everything?

Do you ignore the evil you have done in the past?

If we follow the idea of ​​Xiao Tian according to Wu Yanpo, will things become different?

It is not better to keep your useful body and do more meaningful things.

"I used to do too many killing things. Now if I use this body to do good deeds, help more people, and save more lives, it is the right way and the right truth."

"I was so stupid as I was to do those things."

The Blood Tiger God Emperor kept talking, but suddenly his emotions collapsed and he covered his face and started crying.

For some reason, he felt that his past was extremely sinful and could not look at it directly.

He used to be extremely despicable.

The Blood Tiger God Emperor under the pain understood it, and he seemed to understand the true meaning of goodness.

The Blood Tiger God Emperor took the initiative to take a collar from Wu Yanpo's hand and put it on his neck.

This has Xiao Tian’s martial will and his aura.

"This is not a bondage, but a precept, which represents your constraint on yourself." Wu Yanpo looked at the Blood Tiger God Emperor in front of him, put on the collar, and nodded with satisfaction, "Congratulations, you have successfully understood the true truth in this world."

"What we need to do is to correct our past mistakes, follow Lord Xiao's teachings, do good deeds, do good deeds, and get rid of all the past."

"It's not just for the purpose of Zangling Spirit, but also for Zangwu. The two are one."

"It's time to make them one."

Wu Yanpo's eyes were pious and his tone was sincere, and he reached out toward the Blood Tiger God Emperor in front of him.

At this moment, the entire temperament of the Blood Tiger God Emperor had changed, and his red hair fell down and cut it off.

Not long after, it turned into a fiery red buzz cut.

Even the beard disappeared, and his originally old face became much younger.

It looks softer and more elegant.

The changes in the Blood Tiger God Emperor were so scared that other Tibetan martial gods were so scared.

They all looked here in shock, unbelievable, as if they were looking at a stranger.

Why?

Why did the Blood Tiger God Emperor suddenly change?

This is the country-protecting beast of their Tibetan Empire. How come it is so good?

"When will you still be obsessed with it?" The Blood Tiger God Emperor turned around and spoke to the Tibetan martial gods in front of him, with a look of compassion.

These Tibetan martial gods looked at the Blood Tiger Emperor scolding themselves, and their heads were full of question marks.

Doubt about life.

After scolding the Blood Tiger God Emperor, for some reason, inexplicable thoughts emerged in his mind.

He always felt that he had forgotten something.

I thought about it carefully, but I couldn't think of it.

...

boom!

The deafening roar echoed again.

The powerful Tibetan martial arts squirted blood from his mouth and was bombarded again.

Not long after they flew backwards, they finally stabilized their bodies and looked at the man in front of them with an ugly expression.

"It seems that your ability has not improved much." Zi Ji Wudi was still standing in his position and sneered.

Around his body, the dense seals of the human emperor were like stars in the sky, slowly rotating and flying up and down.

"Damn..." One of the powerful men of Tibetan martial arts couldn't help but spat and whispered.

The Human Emperor Zi is invincible, and the most troublesome thing is his Human Emperor Seal.

According to the principle, it is enough to refine one of the things like the Human Emperor Seal.

Such a spiritual weapon is not only an offensive use, but also a symbol of identity.

As a result, this Human Emperor refined tens of millions of quantities, and each of them was very terrifying in quality.

Once the fight starts, it is impossible to defend against.

Coming to the scene was countless bombings of the Emperor Seals, and there was no time to hide.

How can I fight this?

Such things are extremely troublesome.

"Okay, the time is almost over." At this time, one of the powerful Tibetan martial artists suddenly spoke and reminded his friends.

Their original task was to come and delay time.

Now, the task of delaying time has been almost completed.

It's time to retreat!

"Let go first!" The person in charge shouted suddenly, suddenly distanced himself from Zi Ji Wudi.

The other Zangwu people also breathed a sigh of relief. After listening to the leader's words, they all relaxed.

They quickly retreated and stayed away from the purple invincible in front of them.

After fighting for so long, they are already at the end of their strength.

If you continue to fight, it is not impossible to lose it in Zi Ji Wudi's hands.

On this side, Zi Ji Wudi watched these Tibetan martial artists leave from a distance and did not go to pursue them. He also knew very well that chasing had no meaning.

At present, these Tibetan martial arts people are still wary of themselves even when retreating, and advance and retreat in an orderly manner. Obviously, they have made plans in advance.

What really worried Zi Ji Wudi was what happened inside the Tibetan spirit, and it was worthy of their reaction.

"I can't leave this place for a while. I'm afraid I'll have to wait for the news from the Tibetan Spirit to pass on." Zi Ji Wudi murmured and looked back at the direction of the Tibetan Spirit.

It was the best for him to go back by himself, but Zi Ji Wudi was worried that this was to lure the tiger away from the mountain.


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