The Transmigrator’s Cultivation Chapter 587:

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In an instant, those **** stuck straight into the eye sockets, and they dug out the two eyeballs, and fell on the ground. They were crushed by the scholar Yu Zhan's foot.

At this moment, the heartache is unspeakable, and the pain of gouging is nothing.

Yu Zhan's hair is scattered, his face convulsed, and he is still screaming:

"With eyes but no beads, what is the use of eyes! If there are eyes but no beads, what is the use of eyes——"

He whispered again:

"Why is the surname Yu? It is worse than the surname Yu..."

On the Yu exhibition surface, two lines of blood came out of the eye sockets, gurgling down, like blood and tears, and the sound of sorrow is like weeping blood, the sound is endless, and the sorrow is very much.

Countless hatreds rise to the sky, and mortals are obsessed with nothing more than Si.

The world has changed.

Suddenly, a black cloud appeared above Yu Zhan's head.

This dark cloud is not a real cloud, but it seems to be formed by suddenly extracting countless emotions and six desires from eight directions and ten sides. It seems to be able to seduce the deepest * in others' hearts, so that people will immediately immerse in and be controlled by them, almost like a puppet.

At the same time, in the "dark clouds", these airflows seem to have a lot of human faces struggling—no, maybe it's not a struggle, but a disorderly relationship, which is classified as a seven-love ghost due to various * , Come out to make trouble!

The "dark clouds" are getting bigger and bigger, and countless air currents are expanding and stretching for it. After a while, the sky over this town is already covered with these air currents, and the sky is dark, as if the tomorrow is instantly obscured. Turned into a general demon!

But at the next moment, a "black eye" suddenly appeared in this "dark cloud".

In this "black eye", a black beam of light pounced straight down, right in the middle of Yu Zhan Tianling!

Just like a flood, the "dark clouds" are continuously drawn and absorbed by the beam of light, and the birth ground penetrates all the air currents that are still continuously converging!

Yu Zhan looked up to the sky and howled, as if he didn't realize it.

In his eye sockets that had already turned into two holes, there was also a ray of black air as if something was suddenly pulled out.

Then the black gas became thicker and deeper, and the two holes were filled in less than half an hour—like two black clouds floating in it, more like two air clusters squeezed. Press it in.

Incomparably weird, incomparably... hideous.

The world changed color, thunder and lightning flashed.

Mortals dare not leave home, they hide in their rooms and shiver; pedestrians dare not return home, but they leaned against the wall and cried with their heads.

The happy ones are more happy, the angry ones are more angry, the worried ones are more worried, the thinkers are full of lingering, the sad ones cry and lose their voice, the scared ones face fear, and the frightened ones lose their mood...

Seven emotions and six desires, all unable to direct themselves, and thin air currents from above their heads, turning into faint smoke, and going straight to the sky.

The beam of light poured faster and faster, and Yu Zhan's body twitched faster and more urgently. His clothes were shattered, muscles and muscles shattered, and the whole thing was going to turn into a blood man. The blood flow is fast, but it stops fast. Whenever it stops, but after a short time, it breaks again.

It seems to have been shattered countless times, and it seems to have been reorganized countless times.

Yu Zhan still clings to the thing in his arms, unable to growl, yet stands firm, as if stubborn to something, unwilling to compromise, not transferable at all... and his whole body The momentum has also undergone earth-shaking changes.

If it was a moment before, he was still a mortal who was distressed, but after this moment, he was completely reborn, and he could not see the slightest shadow of the past.

Yu Zhan's body is one foot taller, his shoulders are broad and strong, his long hair stretches to the waist for a moment, and it is as black as ink. His complexion was pale, his lips were black and his nails were long, like an evil spirit in the underworld, where could he see the slightest look of an elegant scholar?

And in those black eye sockets, the black light soared, almost penetrating beyond the eye sockets! The black mist around his body was also entangled, and it spread quickly, making the surrounding area gloomy and dark.

It looks like it's midnight.

Then, Yu Zhan's cry stopped abruptly, as if he had discovered something, and slowly turned his head in one direction.

There seemed to be scattered white light spots.

This spot of light is very pure, incomparably childish, incompatible with this "devil's realm", and very weak, it seems that when it is too much, it will be dispersed even more finely...

Yu Zhan's face is stiff, he seems to be ignorant, he knows how to do it.

Immediately after he had five fingers, there was a huge black net spreading straight out, turning into flowing water, searching all the light spots and gathering them in his palm!

This scene is very strange. From Yu Zhan's body, black air is also emerging, bit by bit, submerged in the white light.

Gradually, the white light spots turned into black light spots, but under the action of these black energy, they converged and contracted extremely quickly, and gradually formed a curled up...like a fetus.

Yu Zhan’s mouth shows a distorted smile, his voice is hoarse, and he whispers in a low voice:

"Good boy...good boy...Daddy goes with you to find your mother..."

"Your mother will be very happy to see you..."

"Your mother will forgive dad after seeing you..."

The black qi on the body of the "fetus" is also inconsistent, like jumping for joy, and as if responding to something.

And Yu Zhan seemed to understand. He carefully put the "fetus" into his sleeve, and then raised his head and roared--in a short time, the clouds gathered and the wind dispersed, and the boundless "black clouds" fell down. In an instant, I was completely absorbed by this Yu Zhan.

Those who were caught by nightmare also lifted their eyelids and returned to normal.

Actually, I don’t remember anything...

Before the big house, a pale scholar wearing a gray robe stood quietly, holding the ruined lotus leaf in one hand and a jade bottle in the other, looking dead, not like a living person.

After that, he turned around, his eyes closed tightly, staggering step by step.

Across small roads, long streets, rivers and mountain roads, scholars walk in the countryside and never enter the city.

Some people think he is strange, and they all come to look at him, but he bows his head and walks forward, as if he doesn't know.

No one has ever seen that in every place he has passed, there is a flow of air flowing from around, and everything is submerged in his body... And every time he absorbs more air, that is contained in his body. The aura and strength in the depths are even stronger.

No one heard him. Every time he took a step, he would whisper: "Wuling Immortal Gate, Wuling Immortal Gate..."

A few days later, I fell into the world.

At the same moment, among the large sects and large forces of various parties, the stylus of the land of the heavenly fortune-telling was all broken, the treasure mirrors were all cracks, and the patterns on the gossip were almost divided into two.

Great fierce, fierce.

It was also at this moment that some mighty complexions changed, and they spoke in a deep voice:

"Human Demon..."

Human demons are born, the beginning of chaos.

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After returning to Wuling Immortal Gate, Xu Ziqing and others never went to Xiaozhufeng first, but came to Xiaolian Peak.

This peak was bestowed by the sect after the brothers Yuehua and Yanhua formed the pill. The two were born and stalked together. When they were practicing, they would also like to be in the same dojo. What's more, the body of the double lotus is still in the cold jade pond at the top of the peak and deep in the cave mansion on the mountainside.

Yanhua's breath gradually weakened. He had lost too much of his original essence due to the early delivery, so the person incarnate by the original spirit was looming, and it was obviously about to collapse. Now he needs to go back to his body, to be good for life, and he doesn't know how many years will pass before he can be reunited and cultivate again.

——Fortunately, even though his realm has fallen below the foundation, the foundation still exists. When he is rehabilitated and rebuilt, he can always make up for it quickly as long as he has enough natural materials and elixir.

Soon, a group of people rushed into the Lotus Heart Mansion, and suddenly felt a cold air rushing toward their faces. Xu Ziqing walked extremely fast. After only a few breaths, he had come to the cold jade pond and put this one in his hand. Yan Hua, who was left with a hazy shadow, threw his arms in!

In the cold jade pond, the stalk lotus shone brightly, and the flames turned into a red light, which was immediately inhaled by the red lotus, making the lotus petals appear to be plated with a halo, like blood jade. Then, the lotus petals closed, as if they were caring for something, and finally turned into a lotus bud.

Xu Ziqing sighed: "Yanhua, are you okay at this time?"

The lotus bud trembles slightly, and there is a clear voice from within: "The disciple is okay, it makes Master worry..."

When Xiao Zhufeng heard his voice, everyone was finally relieved.

Xu Ziqing turned around at this time and said to the others: "Yanhua's vitality is severely injured, but we can't just recuperate in the lotus buds. Before my brother and I returned, I also got some cultivating things. It was meant to be kept for the future, but now it can be used first."

Qiu He has the highest level of standing. His frowning brows slowly loosened, and he smiled with relief: "If Ziqing can help Yanhua, he is the best."

Many other disciples of the second and third generations of Xiaozhufeng's line also said: "I am waiting here to guard Yanhua, so that no one will be disturbed and something goes wrong."

When Xu Ziqing sees this, he will look at his brother again.

Yun Li nodded slightly: "Go ahead."

Xu Ziqing didn't hesitate right now, so he called out: "Yuehua, come with me."

Yuehua is also very caring for this sibling brother, and she immediately went away.

Xu Ziqing said: "I want to turn many treasures into essences and blend them into the pool, but Yanhua may not be able to absorb it by himself at this moment, and if you and Yanhua are of the same root, if you first absorb it, and then transmit it to him in your body, There are several times the power. But this will consume some of your skills and a lot of time. I wonder if you are willing?"

Yuehua has a cold temperament and a cold tone, but she has no refusal: "Yanhua's disciple, brother, should be guarded by the disciple, the disciple is incompetent, the teacher respects the treatment, it is no longer appropriate, just give a little, nothing to say Next."

When Xu Ziqing heard this, he was also somewhat comforted: "Okay, you are like Yanhua, and merge into Tilian."

Yuehua's figure swayed slightly, and suddenly turned into a cloud of white light, and went straight to the white lotus.

After that, the white lotus turned into a lotus bud, like a bright white jade.

Xu Ziqing's complexion straightened, the palms of his hands were shining brightly, and with his long sleeves, there were five or six things that were sacrificed in the air. He opened his mouth and released a ray of cyan flame, short Take a few short breaths to blend that thing.

Immediately after several times, they merged into several things, and finally left a colorful water ball the size of a human head. After being slapped by him, he sank into the cold jade pond.

In an instant, the pool water churned.

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