My magic weapons are all rule-based

The dawn was just breaking, and the sunlight was spreading across the sky.

A thin figure was staggering from the outskirts of Lijia Village to the mountain.

Thick deathly aura was constantly erupting around him, causing the temperature to drop sharply and everything to wither.

"Zihe!! Zihe!" Xu Shan had gone completely crazy, roaring as he ran towards the academy.

To the back mountain of the academy! To Zihe's cenotaph!

The unusual sound and atmosphere undoubtedly alarmed a large number of monks in the academy.

Countless people soared into the air and looked down.

Shanhu and Zhang Biao were also hanging in the sky.

Zhang Biao looked at Xu Shan running with disbelief on his face.

It was totally unimaginable that the completely decayed body could actually burst out with such power at this moment.

And it was still accelerating.

What on earth happened....

"Master Xu!" Zhang Biao roared and was about to catch up.

"Don't go over there!" Shanhu grabbed him decisively, with a serious face, "Don't disturb him!"

"What happened, do you know?" Zhang Biao turned back to look at Shanhu urgently.

"The weird thing in his body jumped out... The fate and disaster, the fate and disaster planted by Zihe, are so deep and powerful." Shanhu sighed, "Xu Shan was almost crazy because of him, and now his mood has changed drastically."

"What?! How is his mood?" Zhang Biao was shocked and asked about Xu Shan's situation.

"Anger...Except anger, there is no other emotion...He is not even afraid anymore. I have never seen him so angry." Shanhu said, "You can see that the death energy in his body has begun to loosen, and his strength is obviously loosening. Maybe he will have a chance to fight to the death."

"Are you sure?!" Zhang Biao was overjoyed.

"Not sure." Shanhu shook her head, then turned her head to look at Zhang Biao, "But one thing is certain, he will never want to die before he kills his opponent."

"Three hundred years..." Shanhu muttered to himself, "He is a battle maniac, and his desire to fight is beyond ordinary people. He has been depressed for three hundred years without a battle. Now the culprit who murdered him has taken the initiative to jump out. Xu Shan will never give up."

"Hehehe... idiot, what an idiot! He can see through Xu Shan's memory, and he actually chose to jump out, and said a lot of nonsense to provoke him." Shanhu suddenly laughed again, "Zhang Biao, things have changed, wait and see!"

Zhang Biao was only happy for a moment, and then he was worried again: "No, that thing in his body wants to harm him, not to mention that he has not comprehended the life and death gate by then, what should he do?"

"The two flowers of fate and disaster are now integrated with him, and the degree of prosperity and decline is the same as Xu Shan. It is not so easy to kill him... As for the future, only God knows, take it one step at a time! Follow him!"

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"Who is he!"

"What is it... Get out of the way!"

Screams rang out among the group of cultivators, Xu Shan has officially entered the area of ​​the academy!

The body was wrapped in a thick death aura, like a black tornado, corroding and destroying all living things along the way.

This breath made people palpitate and panic.

A large number of cultivators did not know the situation, but fortunately there were so many people that they were not afraid. After a moment of panic, they followed Xu Shan's figure outside the death aura.

Until a forest of tombstones, Xu Shan's mad running figure gradually stopped.

Standing in the middle of the cemetery, he glared, choked, and panted heavily while scanning every tombstone!

Finally, the word "Zihe" caught his eye, and Xu Shan rushed over without hesitation with a roar!

A rocket headbutt smashed the tombstone, and then he fell to the ground, punching Zihe's grave with one punch after another, and screamed again.

The monks outside were at a loss, staring blankly at Xu Shan kneeling on the ground and starting to dig the grave frantically.

The soil flew... one meter, two meters... horizontally, Xu Shan's figure had gradually disappeared.

"Corpse!! Where is the corpse!!!" Xu Shan roared with red eyes, holding half of the broken sleeve tightly in his hand, constantly looking for the corpse.

Whip the corpse! He wants to whip the corpse! Eat its flesh again!

"The body... the body has long been destroyed." Yuanjie Liangshenghua's voice was no longer as weak as before, and it seemed much more melodious. "Have you forgotten that at the Yama Volcano, his body was torn into pieces by you and burned by the raging fire."

Xu Shan's eyes stopped moving instantly, and his expression began to become wooden. He raised his hand and looked at the broken sleeve in his hand.

Yes... Zihe's body is not here, it has long been destroyed at the Yama Volcano.

He had already guessed that he would not keep his complete body, and only left this sleeve.

But did he also think of his miserable state today?

Xu Shan's whole body was exhausted, his knees softened, and he knelt on the ground, and then his head fell down.

A sobbing sound came from the grave...Xu Shan held two handfuls of soil tightly in his hands, and he was already crying.

"Zihe... Zihe... Three hundred years, you tortured me for three hundred years!"

After crying bitterly, Xu Shan knelt straight, raised his head, and his face was covered with tears.

As the cold wind howled, heavy snow fell from the sky.

Three hundred years...

One hundred years of hesitation, one hundred years of pain, one hundred years of despair... All thanks to him.

It turns out that he did not lose...

Xu Shan smiled foolishly, and the anger in his chest gradually subsided.

It was really the wheel of fate. The torture that he had inflicted on him was returned to him without a single bit left, and doubled.

"Zihe, you are so cruel." After a long silence, Xu Shan looked at the sleeve in his hand, tears in his eyes, choking and muttering to himself, "You won this round... but I didn't lose either. Do you think you can kill me with a broken flower? What a joke, a big joke."

"A flower?" An ancient voice sounded, "Do you think your opponent is still Zihe today?"

"What can you do?" Xu Shan said hatefully, "You have risen and fallen with me, and your strength is equal to mine. Do you think you can beat me?"

"Xu Shan, you think you can save the crisis by releasing the dead air, then you are wrong." The voice of Yuanjie Liangshenghua sounded gently in his heart, "I know you well enough, but you don't know me well enough."

"The longer the life of the extreme strong, it often means the stronger the strength. The extreme that gave birth to me is the oldest extreme strong, More ancient than any extreme realm you know... He was unable to break through the extreme realm throughout his life, and went mad and died in reluctance. The screams before his death echoed throughout the universe. I was born from the corpse of such a strong man. "

"I am immortal and can continuously transform the host's lifespan into various unattainable abilities... But I cannot practice independently throughout my life, and can only live by relying on others. It is a luxury to even move my body without the host."

"I get satisfaction by satisfying the wishes of others, until those people lose their lifespan, stagnate in their realm, and their bodies can no longer bear my existence, then I will kill them and experience a few breaths of freedom with the help of the remaining body that has not yet collapsed... Such days are repeated, and I have been too tired for too long. "

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