Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 762 Final Chapter The Return of the Gods 51

The man's eyes were filled with coldness, and red spider-like bloodshot eyes filled the whites of his eyes. When he saw Quan Jiu, his expression was unmoved and his tone was cold.

"Go away."

Quan Jiu throbbed in pain as he moved closer to Feng Zui. Every step he took, he cursed in his heart the immortal cultivators who had made Feng Zui angry.

This giant Buddha finally stayed quiet among the elves for a while. Fortunately, these guys thought that his life was too long and insisted on sending him as cannon fodder.

Even if Feng Zui was injured, she would be affected as well.

In Feng Zui's cold eyes, she walked over quietly without making any move. She just stood in the sea of ​​thunder and quietly accompanied him.

Feng Zui pursed his thin lips into a straight line, and his crazy brain took a breath of clarity.

He thought she would stop him.

Just like this group of immortal cultivators.

Quan Jiu felt uncomfortable all over. She vomited a mouthful of blood after saying a word. She raised her sleeves and wiped the corners of her mouth carelessly:

"Do you feel better?"

She could feel that after breaking the seal of Black Wind Valley, he was always in a state of explosion at any moment.

Ah Jiu's death, the hatred of more than 3,500 people, the obscure love that was snuffed out before it sprouted...everything became a mountain that weighed on his heart. On the surface, he seemed calm and calm, but if he really

If he doesn't care, he won't stay in the elves forever.

Today's aggressive confrontation between various sects is just a trigger, giving him a reason to vent his emotions openly.

Quan Jiu: "He Qingsui is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He is not taking action now, but you haven't touched his bottom line yet."

To put it bluntly, Feng Zui didn’t kill enough people.

No matter how bad He Qingsui is, he can't let Feng Zui kill all the immortal sects. It is rare for the six realms to be balanced, and the fairy world is declining. Demons and ghosts are bound to wait for the opportunity. When the time comes, ordinary humans on Cangqiong Continent will encounter another...

catastrophe.

Feng Zui looked at her with a strange look: "Are you talking bad about him?"

Isn't she a temple saint?

He Qingsui favored her very much and saved her again and again, but now judging from her tone, she was on the opposite side of He Qingsui?

Quan Jiu: "It's not a bad word, it's just the truth."

She had no choice.

The system naturally tied her and Feng Zui into one body.

"Tsk."

When he encountered something he was interested in, the evil spirit on Feng Zui's body became much lighter, the originally restless sea of ​​thunder slowed down, and the roar also changed from loud to quiet.

He looked at Quan Jiu, then looked down at He Qingsui, who was chasing after him all the way, and suddenly felt that the entire world of immortality was a joke.

Not interesting.

He stopped.

Tu Shanjing and others in the distance were shocked. Instead of relaxing, they felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"What else is he trying to do?!"

No one believed that this god of death suddenly changed his gender.

He Qingsui, who was standing next to Yu Wan, frowned slightly and sensed something strange. Before he could stop him, the giant dragon in the thunder sea curled up and leapt away into the distance carrying Quanjiu and Fengzui.

"You just...ran away?"

I don't know whether it was unlucky or lucky, but Feng Zui's thunder power was really strong, and all the dead people were chopped into pieces, leaving no bloody and ferocious corpses.

The colorful clouds were dawning, the sky was clear, and the surroundings were clean. If it weren't for the accomplices around them, no one would have believed that a tragic killing had just occurred.

………

The giant dragon flew with the two people for a long time before stopping in a thatched house in Wei State.

The furniture in the thatched house was neatly arranged, but there was no one there at the moment. The owner must have gone out to farm.

As soon as he landed on the ground, Quan Jiu leaned over the small wooden table and coughed heavily, spitting out the blood in his throat.

The pool of blood on the ground was so horrific that it looked like a murder scene.

When she turned around in the smell of blood, she saw the culprit who caused her to vomit blood standing there, vomiting out blood as if there was no money, and even more cruel than her.

Quan Jiu: “…”

The curse words got stuck in my throat.

Feng Zui ignored her and sat down by himself. If it weren't for the blood that kept pouring out, he would be as elegant and calm as a handsome nobleman.

"You don't plan to heal?" Quan Jiu saw that he showed no signs of treatment.

Feng Zui: "It's useless anyway."

Quan Jiu: “?!!!”

"What do you mean useless?"

Her expression suddenly became anxious. She ignored the majesty of the big devil and grabbed Feng Zui's wrist to feel his pulse.

The next second, she was stunned.

Feng Zui's internal organs and seven meridians were filled with dense purple thunder and lightning. The thunder and lightning swam through his body like small snakes, causing more wounds and making the already scarred body worse.

Not only that, his sea of ​​consciousness was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, more than half of his spiritual platform collapsed, and his entire body was in tatters and riddled with holes. It would be no exaggeration to say that he was already dead.

"How could it be so serious?" Quan Jiu looked solemn.

Feng Zui is dead. Even if the mission in this plane fails, she will also die.

As a party involved, Feng Zui looked indifferent and calm:

"In order to suppress the evil spirit in my body, my mother transferred part of the evil spirit into the Emperor Xie Sword, but she didn't expect that Di Xie and I would merge into one. Emperor Xie has the attribute of thunder, so I can control the thunder.

power."

Quan Jiu showed a hint of understanding: "No wonder..."

As far as she knew, Feng Zui had never practiced thunder spells.

"Now the evil spirit and thunder are fighting for control in my body, and I can't control it."

His body is just a container, and both evil spirits and thunder want to be the boss. When they start fighting, they don't care about his physical condition at all.

Quan Jiu suddenly realized something: "Even if the evil spirit breaks through the seal, you can still control the balance between it and the thunder, right?"

Feng Zui looked at her deeply: "Yeah."

Quan Jiu scolded these nosy cultivators again!

If Feng Zui hadn't expended too much strength to deal with them, his body would never have lost control like this.

"Then what should we do now? Is there any way to stop the evil spirit or thunder?"

Quan Jiu's brain is running very fast.

Feng Zui shook his head calmly.

Even if it existed before, it doesn't exist now.

Feng Zui: "You don't have to come to save me today."

His original plan was to die together with the immortal cultivators and drag everyone along with him.

Thinking about it now, Feng Zui felt that he was impulsive. He shouldn't have followed her after seeing the temporary pleasure. Anyway, he was going to die sooner or later. It was just a matter of time.

Quan Jiu was anxious in his heart, but his mind and expression became calmer:

"I won't let you die, I'll go find He Qingsui."

As the only god in the world, what might He Qingsui know?

She stood up, but Feng Zui grabbed her wrist.

"It's not necessary. I can think of anything he can think of."

"What do you mean?" Quan Jiu asked sensitively, "You have an idea, right?"

Feng Zui did not answer directly: "When I die, remember to burn my body."

He didn't want to be beaten to death by these immortal cultivators.

………dividing line…………

Author's note: Good night, my darlings!

(End of chapter)