Zhong Wen fell to his knees with a "plop". Looking at the delicate bodies covered in blood and the familiar beautiful faces in front of him, his heart almost collapsed, and tears fell uncontrollably from his eyes.
When he first came to this world, he had no relatives and was illiterate. If Lin Xiaodie and Liu Qiqi hadn't rescued him, and if Lin Zhiyun had kindly taken him in, he would have died without even being able to touch a classic book.
In Xinshou Village.
Therefore, he firmly regarded guarding Piaohua Palace as his greatest responsibility and mission in this life.
The scene before him was undoubtedly his biggest nightmare in his life, a weight that his life could not bear.
"Sister Qinglian!"
His eyes fell on the corpse in green clothes in the distance. He trembled all over and crawled closer to it.
Ye Qinglian's head has been separated from the body, but the slightly bulging belly of this headless female corpse undoubtedly reveals the true identity of the deceased.
who is it!
Who is it!
Zhong Wen's heart was completely filled with anger and hatred, and the fanatical blood kept pouring into his brain. At this moment, he completely lost the ability to think calmly. He just wanted to find the murderer immediately and use the most cruel means in the world to kill him.
He was tortured to death and beaten to pieces.
At this moment, a sense of coolness came from nowhere, like a bucket of ice water suddenly poured from his head on a hot summer day, which instantly extinguished his anger.
Illusion?
Realizing that he was abnormal, Zhong Wen quickly looked down and found that his whole body had been shrouded in purple smoke at some point.
Turning his head, he saw "Zhong Wen No. 2" covered in purple energy. He gently put his right hand on his shoulder, stuck out his tongue and made a face.
That proud look seemed to say, "Look, you really can't do it without me."
Zhong Wen suddenly realized that he knew that the man of white light was transferring the effect of "Purple Qi from the East" to him, which was quite similar to how he used this unique skill to relieve Lin Zhiyun's hallucination in the endless sea of clouds.
What a powerful illusion!
What a magical eye of God!
Zhong Wen quietly gave a thumbs up to the white light man and looked at the giant door with a little vigilance in his eyes.
I thought that I could defeat even a saint. Facing the spiritual master, I should be able to fight a group of people with one hand. Unexpectedly, I had just staged a scene of tearing the void and the return of the king, and the boat almost capsized in the gutter, and I was injured.
The way of the spiritual master.
Humans, after all, shouldn’t inflate!
While Zhong Wen was self-examining, he activated the "Spirit Pattern Body Refining Technique" and "Purple Qi from the East". His whole body was filled with spiritual light, purple smoke rising, and it was extremely dazzling in an instant.
The dragon shadow hovered under his feet, and his body flashed and appeared in front of the giant door in an instant. His right hand was still holding Wu Qu's neck tightly, but his left hand was grabbing fiercely towards the giant door.
How can it be!
Jumen probably never expected that someone could actually break free from his illusion by his own strength. He couldn't help but be shocked. When he was about to retreat and dodge, he felt his heart pounding, the blood in his body running backwards, and his whole person suddenly fell into a state of rigidity.
"magical!
Seeing Zhong Wen's palm getting closer and closer to him, cold sweat broke out on Jumen's forehead, he shouted loudly, and his pupils shot out golden light again.
However, under the magical immunity effect of "Purple Energy from the East", Zhong Wen's movements remained the same and were not affected by the illusion at all.
He thrust forward with his left palm, grabbed Jumen's face, pinched his left and right cheeks deeply, and then lifted up with force, lifting the owner of the "Eye of God" above his head, making him
It floats high in the sky.
As a result, he was holding a big man in each of his left and right hands, and the four legs of the two Seven-Star Envoys were dangling in the air. The scene suddenly became a bit funny and weird.
"Fantasy! Fantasy! Fantasy!"
Jumen's face was in pain, and he couldn't help punching and kicking him, shouting loudly, and trying to defeat Zhong Wen with illusions.
However, his attempt was doomed to be in vain. Zhong Wen stood erect on the spot, as motionless as a pillar, with a calm and natural expression on his face, as if he was completely unaware of the hundreds of illusions thrown at him.
"Is this all you can do?"
After waiting for a long time, seeing that Jumen had never used any other pupil skills except this "illusion" move, Zhong Wen couldn't help but yawned and said lazily, "Compared to Tianxuan, it's really inferior."
It’s too far.”
"Zhong Wen."
Zhuma saw it interestingly and wanted to laugh a little, but her face quickly darkened. She held Lao Hei lying on her shoulders in front of her, twitching her beautiful nose slightly, and asked with an anxious look, "Can it still be saved?"
"Is this...an armadillo?"
Zhong Wen stared at Lao Hei carefully for a long time, and then asked hesitantly, "Is this your new poison?"
"No." Zhuma shook his head and replied hesitantly, "It's called Lao Hei, and he is my... friend."
Just when she uttered the word "friend", Lao Hei, who was lying quietly on his back, suddenly moved slightly, as if he was about to wake up.
However, it quickly fell silent and made no further movements. It just lay there quietly, like a dead corpse.
"Let me take a look." Zhong Wen was about to step forward to investigate Lao Hei's condition when he suddenly realized that his hands were occupied by Wu Qu and Ju Men respectively, and he was unable to treat someone... Armadillo.
"Wait a moment!"
His figure flashed and disappeared instantly.
After a while, he suddenly appeared in front of Zhuma, but the two Seven-Star Envoys in his hands had disappeared.
No one could see that in his storage ring, two more crystal clear Xuan Tianzhu quietly appeared.
These two beads exuded a faint dark golden light, but for some unknown reason, there were no white lines on the surface that represented a special physique.
He did not study the issue of Xuan Tianzhu in detail, but put his fingers on Lao Hei's body and carefully felt the situation inside the armadillo.
"What a strong evil spirit!"
After a while, Zhong Wen suddenly opened his eyes wide with a look of shock on his face, "What is the origin of this armadillo?"
"It, it was brought out by me from Black Wind Mountain." Zhuma replied truthfully, "It seems to be a demon from ancient times. It has lived for more than 10,000 years, and it can also speak human language!"
"What?" Zhong Wen looked confused, almost thinking he heard wrong.
"It, it said so." Zhuma looked at Lao Hei in her arms, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes, "I don't know if it's true or not."
Are there really living things that can live for more than 10,000 years?
If we revive it, we might be able to find out something about Sister Shiyu.
Zhong Wencai had just returned from the fragments of time and space ten thousand years ago. His heart was full of reluctance for Shiyu, a gentle and amiable elder sister. After listening to Zhuma's words, such a thought emerged in his mind unconsciously.
"This kind of creature that uses evil energy as its energy cannot be cured with elixirs." He pondered for a while, and then slowly replied, "You might as well continue to deliver evil energy to it, and then find a place with strong evil energy to let it stay there.
After practicing for a period of time, there may be a turn for the better."
"A place with strong evil spirits..." Zhuma nodded and murmured to himself thoughtfully.
"By the way, Zhuma, do you know where Qiqi is?" Zhong Wen suddenly asked, "And Xiaowan, she came with me before, why is she missing?"
"She, they..." Zhuma's face tightened, and she pointed to the snow below with some shame, "They were injured by the bad guy with the sword."
"What!"
Zhong Wen was startled, his figure flashed, and he appeared on the snow in an instant. He penetrated his consciousness into the snow and quickly found the location of the two women.
At this time, both Liu Qiqi and Shen Xiaowan had pale faces, weak breathing, and no consciousness at all. Their clothes were stained with blood, and their condition could only be described as "horrible."
Seeing the tragic situation of the two women, Zhong Wen felt a sharp pain in his heart, like a knife being twisted. Hot blood couldn't stop rushing to his brain, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and his eyes turned red.
"Damn it!" He slowly raised his head and looked at the Chi tribe's army that had already gained the upper hand. His voice was extremely cold and there was no emotion at all, "You all deserve to die!"
An unimaginable vast momentum instantly filled the space between heaven and earth. Strong winds blew inexplicably all around, and the temperature dropped by nearly half in an instant. The entire battlefield was eerie, as if even the sky was a little darker.