Devil Seeds

Ke Xiaoliang tried his hand at a small test, but the entire world of high martial arts was in turmoil because of his actions.

The emergence of broken masters and the integration of Baotong world monks have led to a reshuffle of the entire world.

The conflicts between monks in different worlds, and between monks and aborigines, were further intensified.

Luo Jiao, who had obtained the blessing of the evil god, also grew stronger and stronger in this special atmosphere.

Of course, Ke Xiaoliang's layout and control are indispensable behind this.

Wulin needs disputes and waves, but it doesn't need a catastrophe that dims the stars.

Therefore, the existence of a "common enemy" is also very necessary.

And Luo Jiao, as well as the vague evil spirit behind it, are Ke Xiaoliang's deliberately planted targets.

At this time, the target was doing what it should do.

The ups and downs in the rivers and lakes have been disturbed, making it even more unsettled.

A gust of wind blew across the vast land, above the boundless barren mountains, suddenly lightning flashed and thunder rumbled.

On the mountain road that was barely accessible to people, a strange horse with sharp claws was galloping at this moment, and with its hooves, the broken stones were scattered on the steep cliff.

Immediately sat a young man in his twenties, tightly wrapped in blue clothes, covered with a black cloak, with a simple but broken copper knife hanging from his waist, with a sad and indignant expression, but his eyes seemed to be missing Seimei.

Suddenly, a low-flying chickadee uttered a strange long cry, passed over the head of the strange horse, flapped its wings and left, the strange horse was frightened, stood up, and let out a long neighing.

As soon as the young man let go of his hand, the man slipped off the horse and fell towards the cliff in an instant.

There was a loud bang.

The flickering electric arc in the sky completely pierced the sky.

The bean-sized rainwater is splashed down in an instant.

That strange-looking horse was not a loyal horse to protect its master. Although it had the ability to climb mountains and mountains, it was selfish and narrow-minded. It looked down the cliff, let out a long cry, and then Run away.

It is enough to see that animals are like people, they are divided into good, evil, loyal and traitorous. If they are born with wisdom and consciousness, they also have a personality orientation.

Some people favor animals and despise the same kind. It is really ridiculous to compare animals to being unparalleled in loyalty and innocence.

The sky gradually darkened, but the mountain wind and rainstorm became stronger and stronger.

But in this situation, a hand full of wounds climbed up the cliff, and then struggled to emerge from under the cliff.

He turned over in embarrassment, lying on the muddy mountain road, looking up at the gray sky.

His eyes became sober.

After a break, the teenager struggled to get up, and then continued on.

It took about several hours and finally climbed to the top of the mountain.

There is only one dilapidated house on the top of the mountain.

It looked like no one had been here for a long time.

Under the dim light, the house after the rainstorm had a ghostly gloomy look.

The two pitch-black doors were tightly closed, and the young man reached out and patted the rusty door knocker, but he didn't hear any response from the house for a long time.

The boy's eyes dimmed a bit, and finally he pushed harder with both hands.

With a creak, the two pitch-black doors suddenly swung open.

Looking in, I saw that the courtyard was full of weeds, and some small animals in the grass were suddenly startled and ran around. The interiors are as dark as ink, with only collapsed beams and some discarded furniture. If you look closely, there is only silence and desolation.

The young man didn't turn around and leave, instead he stepped forward, turned around and closed the two gates, and walked forward slowly.

Passing through a courtyard to the spacious hall, the night became darker, and it was difficult to see your fingers. The biting cold wind, blowing in from the door, scraped the barren weeds in the courtyard, adding to the eerie atmosphere.

The boy couldn't help tightening the copper knife around his waist.

It seems that only this knife can give him a little courage and confidence.

Although the young man has only innate cultivation, he still has the ability to see things in the dark.

In the middle of the hall, there was a dilapidated Eight Immortals table with broken legs, and four overturned grand master chairs.

The boy walked to the Eight Immortals table and looked at the pattern on the table.

According to the instructions left by his father, he slowly connected the patterns on the table with his fingers, and then touched an undetectable mechanism at the corner of the table.

There was only a click.

There was a hole in the ground.

There is another stone door in the cave.

The stone gate is thick and cold.

The young man couldn't help being a little scared, but he took a deep breath and summoned up his courage.

He coughed lightly, and said respectfully to the two stone gates: "The disciple of the younger generation, Luo Yuanlang, is here to greet Patriarch Shao..."

The voices of these two sentences are extremely high and penetrating, which is obviously due to the sufficient skill.

But at those two stone gates, there was still a dead silence, and no echo could be heard.

A gust of wind blew, and a spray of water fell from the leaky part of the roof. Luo Yuen Long's face felt cold, and at the same time, there was a chill in his heart, and he couldn't help shivering.

After thinking about it, he mustered up his courage again, stepped down to the stone gate, and then lay down on it and pushed hard.

There was no sign of Shimen being pushed open.

Just about to use his true energy, he forced his way through the door.

The stone door suddenly opened.

Luo Yuen Long felt that he had fallen into a bottomless hole.

Rolled and slid for tens of meters in the hole before falling to the ground with a snap.

look up.

What I saw was a big sarcophagus.

The sarcophagus did not close.

Luo Yuanlang bravely stepped forward and took a look.

Just in time to see the eyes of the man lying in the coffin opened suddenly.

The eyes of the two happened to meet at the same place.

The next moment, the boy was sucked by a huge suction force.

Not only the skill in the body, but also the spirit, energy and spirit are all rapidly draining along with it.

In just a moment, many wrinkles appeared on the boy's face, and white hair grew on his head.

"Shao... Patriarch Shaoyang! I am Luo Yuanlang... my father... my father Luo Yu." The young man finished speaking with difficulty.

The huge suction force stopped immediately.

The person in the sarcophagus flew straight up and stood there looking at the young man with empty eyes.

It took a while before she possessed the charm and showed a bit of sobriety.

Shaoyang was temporarily called 'upper limit'.

Although there will still be a cooldown time when you go offline, you can choose to leave a trace of consciousness in your physical body when you go offline.

Once something happens to the place where the body is hidden, Zhengti's mind will receive a warning, and then go online quickly.

This is also one of the application tips developed by the monks for the gourd world.

Speaking of it... it's a bit like hanging up.

"Luo Yuen Long! Are you Luo Yu's son?" Shao Yang asked the boy.

The boy immediately fell to his knees with a thud, and said loudly in a weeping voice: "Master Shao! It is the disciple... my father... my father is dead! My Hanshui Luo family has a total of 137 people... ... Now there is only one disciple left!"

"I implore Patriarch... I implore Patriarch, avenge my Luo family!"

As he spoke, Luo Yuen Long kowtowed his head on the stone slab with his exhausted body.

Goodnight everybody!