Crafty Dao Demon God

tone barely fell, Qing Jue knocked on his head with a little annoyance: "Ah, I almost forgot, if you can succeed, Xiao Hudie can also have a chance to live~ "

Luo Zhizhou, who is not qualified to negotiate terms with Qingjue, has no choice at this time.

His body can move freely.

But Xiao Qingwu really did not breathe, not only breathing, but even the soul just now gently and clearly saw him being pulled out.

What should I do?

Don't say it is the healing medicine pill of medicine, even if you are Dao of Medicine, there is no way to face Xiao Qingwu who is completely dead, right?

No!

Dao of Medicine has nothing to do, but the way of time still has a fight!

The previous chapter level of the Tao of Time is exactly "reverse time"!

Reverse time...

At this time, I don’t have that ability. However, through the secret method, there is still a chance to forcibly improve, but I forcibly upgrade the level. I am afraid that the body dies and Dao disappears immediately, even...maybe before the inverse time is completed, the fleshy body will not be able to bear it, and it will collapse directly...

in A flash, Luo Zhizhou quickly made a decision.

This is not a difficult multiple-choice question, is it?

Whether one person died or two people died, people with better mathematics know how to judge, right?

even more how, even if he can't do it, Qing Jue may not let him go.

Luo Zhizhou didn't know why Qing Jue would allow himself the ability to think alone, and gave him a so-called opportunity, but he has no time to consider this issue.

He abruptly stood up and silently read rune from an ancient book in the eighth data room.

Invisible fluctuations rippled from all over his body. At this moment, Luo Zhizhou's vitality rose, just like the heavenly favored person of the previous chapter.

At the same time, as if a bell was ringing from the distant sky, suddenly, behind Luo Zhizhou, a huge clock appeared faintly.

Luo Zhizhou's lower limbs began to collapse, the skin became like dry bark, and the hair grey-white quickly fell off.

Pushing up with his right hand is the watch hand that seems to be real and imaginary.

Every time the pointer moves a little, time goes back by one minute.

Just as time was about to return to Xiao Qingwu's death, Luo Zhizhou's movements suddenly stopped.

"Qing——Jue——" The old hoarse voice yelled out the last two words in his life unwillingly.

In Luo Zhizhou's heart, an azure snake slowly drilled out. In the next second, Luo Zhizhou's soul was also forced to leave the body and gather with other souls.

"Desperate and hope are intertwined, it is the most beautiful sonata..." Qing Jue lifts the head comfortably, squinting his eyes and looking towards the bloody full moon.

Fifteen souls gathered in a ball glow with blood light and gradually disappear into the sky.

I don't know when, Qing Jue has controlled a dozen of the beloved to play a magnificent symphony.

"Monster Realm and Celestial Continent Best Director, Best Screenplay, Best Actor Winner-Qing Jue!"

"Bang peng~ peng~!"

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The sound of music stopped abruptly, and all the celestial beings who stayed at the eighth place turned into a group of blood mist.

In the blood mist, azure snakes swim gracefully into Qing Jue's body.

Qing Jue took a deep breath with a smile, bowed, and walked down the stairs slowly.

At the moment he left, there was a sudden thunder and lightning in the clear night sky of Songyue City, and the huge rumbling sound spread throughout the continent, which shocked both body and mind.

Spirit Beast, who attacked Songyue City, stopped and evacuated quickly, leaving only stumps everywhere.

Bai Yuchen wiped the blood off his face with his sleeve. Seeing that Spirit Beast had indeed left, he hurried back to the eighth place, ignoring other things.

The more he ran back, the stronger his vague premonition became.

In two directions not far from the downtown area of ​​Songyue, Zhang Huanian and Huazhonglou were rushing back quickly.

After Flying Flower Sect saw the unharmed Situ Qing, Gong Bogui finally took control of the Avatar body and forced Hua Zhonglou and Situ Qing to come back and take another look at the cost of self-dissipation. .

However, there is still a section of the road from Songyue, and the Life Source flower that was wrapped around his wrist suddenly withered.

Xu is not reconciled, Xu is unwilling to believe in reality. In short, Gong Bogui's speed has not slowed down, and he is still fast approaching the city.

He denied it in the heart continuously.

Impossible, the impossible girl with a bit of cunning and not weak in strength just died like this!

Gong Bogui knows that her toughness is the toughness that she chooses to stick to after experiencing danger and hardship!

But...

Why is Songyue's wailing and crying intertwined at this time? Why is there a strong blood-reeking qi in the air?

"hong long long ——"

In the sky above, the thunder and lightning continued to sound, which became more and more weird in this bloody moon-shrouded night.

In the eighth place where the lights are swaying, blood quietly flows down the stairs. In the pool of blood, a few messy footprints are vaguely visible.

Gong Bogui stepped up, feeling confused and helpless to walk past the broken bodies.

Zhao Luer, Hu Die, Qin Ruye, Li Congyue...

These colleagues who smiled and greeted each other yesterday, and the teammates who used to fight side by side, are now lying cold In the dark red pool of blood, only the head was left.

As if not seeing the standing Bai Yuchen and the others, Gong Bogui's head buzzed constantly, muddleheaded towards Luo Zhizhou's corpse.

Gong Bogui extend the hand, closing Luo Zhizhou's still wide-eyed eyes.

"You are still very handsome when you are old." Gong Bogui smiled and sighed, and gently wiped away the blood from the dry wrinkles of Luo Zhizhou's bark, and removed the fleshy pieces of the lower limbs scattered on the ground. Cautiously fought back, "This is good. Even if I go to a place that I can't see, I must be able to walk well."

Speaking, he stood up and bowed to Bai Yuchen. "I know you will be buried well in the continent, but if you have time, please take care of Aunt Luo."

Bai Yuchen showed concern, lips slightly moving, but in the end he just ordered nodded.

When he saw this, Gong Bogui's smile became brighter and he turned and walked towards Xiao Qingwu.

Every time he takes a step forward, the illusion around him becomes thicker like a substantial black mist.

When they walked to Xiao Qingwu's side, Bai Yuchen and Zhang Huanian, who had just rushed back, could barely see Gong Bogui's silhouette.

No one knows that Gong Bogui in the black mist is struggling with distorted face.

All he always wanted was to be an ordinary person, and he never wanted to live a simple and warm life.

After crossing to Celestial Continent, he adapted to the surrounding environment as soon as possible, and worked hard to complete the work he should do.

In his opinion, the Blessed Man is no different from the police on Earth. He takes the risk of enchanting and besieged Demon Race, just like the police catching criminals.

But it looks different now.

He is too weak.

When the person who is too weak to care about has a mortal danger, he still has to snatch the so-called control of the body!

What's the use even if you grab it?

He has nothing left.

Lover, friend, future, bright... nothing... nothing!

Then, this body, don't worry about it!