My future diary cannot be the last one

As the saying goes, when encountering each other on a narrow road, the brave wins.

On the outskirts of Yuanhai City, the wandering Taoist priest and Daode Guan, who had come all the way, bumped into each other.

The former hurriedly came from the seaside lighthouse, while the latter, in order to save time, did not even take a plane, but directly used supernatural means to get there.

"Um?"

Looking at the Daodeguan group, the wandering Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, but soon his eyes immediately fell on the chart in the hand of the leader Wu Yong.

"Bring it here."

Who is the wandering Taoist priest? His real name is Xu Junfang, the founder of the elixir, and he is almost an old monster who has lived a forced life for thousands of years from the era of great unification to the present. How could such a person care about the master-disciple sect? So he wasn't even interested in communicating with Wu Yong and others.

To speak is to rob.

On the other hand, not to mention morality. A wealthy family with a history of thousands of years, and a rich heritage that has been passed down to this day, only flinched in front of Tu Su.

Tu Su is not here now.

Who are you?

"court death!"

The moral perspective is in an excited state that "a thousand-year long cherished wish is finally expected to come true", not to mention the wandering Taoist priests, who have been waiting for a long time. Both sides are in a state of bloodshed. When it came to the most critical ancient sea map, the two sides naturally started fighting without saying a word.

"Whoosh!"

The wandering Taoist priest just flicked his sleeves, and in an instant, a dark wind suddenly rose, and a terrible murder rule fell on the leader Wu Yong.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Wu Yong did not give in at all. He opened his collar and directly revealed a purple-gold longevity lock. This longevity lock was different from the others.

This is the source.

The longevity locks used by Wu De, Sun Yuanqing and others were all made from leftover materials knocked from this purple gold longevity lock. Strictly speaking, they were derived supernatural beings. Although it also has the effect of surrogate death, it is far inferior to the Purple Gold Immortality Lock as the source.

"boom!"

With the protection of the Immortal Lock, Wu Yong directly resisted the attack of the wandering Taoist priest, then reached into his sleeve and pulled out an old fire gun with a bang.

The gun looks very retro.

But as Wu Yong pulled the trigger, the projectiles fired from the gun were stained with blood, and had a miraculous effect on the wandering Taoist priest.

"Well!?"

I saw the wandering Taoist priest take a step back after being hit, and then his face, which was originally 30 years old, aged rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. His black hair turned white and wrinkles appeared. It wasn't until the wandering Taoist priest took out a black pill and swallowed it in one gulp that this strange change stopped abruptly.

But there is just such a gap.

"Do it!"

The old men from the other three families had already seized the opportunity and came out. Three big pale hands pressed down on the head and shoulders of the wandering Taoist priest respectively.

People have three lamps, just above the head and shoulders.

And these three hands, each carrying a part of the supernatural rules, pressed together, as if they extinguished the three life lamps on the wandering Taoist priest.

Deadly rule!

Immediately afterwards, a layer of blue-black appeared on the face of the wandering Taoist priest, as if he was changing from a living person to a corpse.

However, the next second, the wandering Taoist priest who had almost turned into a corpse spoke. I saw his lips that had turned black slowly opening and closing, spitting out a few cold syllables: "Each of you masters a part, and only when combined together can it be effective. This... is also called the rule of death?"

"Not dead?" Wu Yong frowned: "Who are you?"

"The so-called rule of death." Taoist priest You Fang ignored Wu Yong's question, but continued to speak word by word, and said in a cold and solemn voice:

".It should be like this."

The words just fell.

The three old men who put their hands on the head and shoulders of the wandering Taoist priest were shocked and subconsciously wanted to withdraw. However, this withdrawal——

"Kacha!"

——

And they tore their hands off.

"what happened!?"

The three old men looked back at Wu Yong, but they had no time to say anything. I saw that cracks had spread from their broken arms to their whole bodies. When the wind blew, they were like piles of disintegrated sand, turning into dust and sand all over the sky, without even leaving any blood.

Three people, all dead!

The rule of death is so overbearing. If you want to fight against this kind of supernatural being, you must either suppress it forcefully because the horror of the supernatural being far exceeds that of the opponent.

Or find loopholes in the rules.

The two methods are nothing more than using force to defeat skill and using skill to defeat skill.

And obviously, these three people with a moral outlook cannot do it in one way. Therefore, even if he is a Xinhuo-level transcendent, he will die immediately.

"It's just the Great Zhoutian."

"Oh yes, it should be called Xinhuo now."

After killing the three people, the wandering Taoist priest sneered: "If it were during the Tianqi era, people like you would not even be in my eyes. Hand over the sea chart, otherwise you will all die here today. Tu Su is not here, now There is nothing in Yanzhou that I should be afraid of."

——

This is a lie.

In fact, even if he didn't count Tu Su, he was still afraid of at least three people. But if you lose, you won't lose. At this time, you have to show your domineering power.

What a coincidence.

"So? Make it seem like we're not the same."

I think so on the moral side as well.

When Tu Su is here, everyone can just treat him as his grandson.

Now that Tu Su is not here, why should you?

But having said that, Wu Yong still controlled his anger and said in a deep voice: "Who are you? Are you also here for the elixir?"

"If that's the case, maybe we can work together."

"Cooperation?" Taoist priest You Fang frowned when he heard this: "Why do you cooperate with me?"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Yong suddenly saw a bronze bell with a trident-like top in his hand, 20 centimeters high and about 9 centimeters in diameter.

The copper bell jingled and swayed.

As the ringing of the bell spread, the Taoist robe worn by Taoist priest You Fang quickly faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, from the original bright black and white to the gray and white that was only seen in the photos. Upon seeing this, the wandering Taoist priest's expression changed, and he quickly took off his Taoist robe.

".But it's not non-negotiable."

The attitude of the wandering Taoist priests changed drastically.

Because he recognized what Wu Yong was holding: "Qing Lingzun, I didn't expect to meet an old friend now. Oh, yes, you haven't found anyone to live with."

Wu Yong is not the last extraordinary person.

The bronze bell in his hand, like the Tianguan Seal in Qin Shou's hand, is actually a token of the last generation of supernatural beings. It is a supernatural item that maintains its existence and can exert certain supernatural powers. But after all, it is not a real parasitic agent like a living person, so it can only serve as a deterrent.

Morality has a long history.

Naturally, it is impossible not to have the supernatural inheritance of the last generation. It's just that due to the contract with Tu Su, they had never dared to use this inheritance.

But here we are.

For the elixir, Wu Yong couldn't control that much.

It is true that the price of breaking a contract is high. But he has the Purple Gold Lock of Immortality to provide supernatural protection and cover. It is still okay to use it once or twice in a short period of time.

But at this moment-——

"Kaka."

In the mysterious place where Qin Shou used to forge a large tomb before, a corpse with green and black handprints on its neck, apparently strangled, suddenly stood up.

That was the body of "Qian Feng".

Previously, together with Wu De and Sun Yuanqing, he was the first person to be killed by Xun Xi using memory intrusion.

He should be dead.

But now, he stood up again.

And behind him, stood the old man who came from the [Wannianju] coffin shop at the end of the ghost market, and his whole body was filled with the aura of decay.

"You want to leave?"

In the supernatural land, an old voice mixed with a vibrant voice suddenly sounded.

".Well, let's go out for a walk."

The rotten old man spoke slowly, and then took a step forward. The figure gradually merged with the body of "Qian Feng", no longer distinguishable from each other.

"The Coffin Mountain Guests cannot leave." The overlapping voices of young and old spoke again.

"It doesn't matter." Qian Feng's corpse opened and closed its lips, but what came out was the voice of a decayed old man: "I can bring another one."

".Bon Voyage."

The overlapping voices of young and old seemed to agree with the actions of the rotten old man. Then the old man's voice disappeared, leaving only the young voice that continued: "You also have a crush on that Xun Xi? Do you want him to inherit your mantle? What on earth did you and Lao Luo plan together?"

".Let's make a bet, Six-faced Master."

"What are you betting on?" The young voice answered without hesitation.

"Let's bet on that young man named Xun Xi." The decadent old man continued: "The Penglai treasure ship is about to appear. I bet that he will definitely die this time!"

"Oh?" The young voice paused for a moment after hearing this.

Then it sounded again with a louder and more excited voice:

"It's a bet!"

The ultimate evolution~! The fifth watch beast~!