Fighter of the Destiny

Chapter 1121 It turns out to be you

(Students, the story of the Chosen One has not yet been completed. Although the first few chapters are indeed very good and meaningful, there are still many highlights in this story. First, we must unify the world in a tacky way, and then Don’t you go and see other worlds? Also, yesterday’s chapter was wrong again. After the update, I was reminded by a friend and I changed it at that time. I don’t know if any friends have seen it. If so, please pretend that you haven’t seen it...)

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That monster is Chusu.

In Baidi City, he was defeated continuously by Xu Yourong. He was no match at all, but that was the reason why they were in conflict with each other. In fact, in the world under the sacred domain, he had the ability to threaten any strong person, no matter whether the opponent was Chen Immortality is still Qiu Shanjun.

There are no ancient and powerful monsters in this desolate grassland. Even some difficult beasts were easily conquered by him with the help of the earth leopard. After a few years, he quickly became the leader of this deserted grassland. The monarch of the prairie.

It may be that the influence of the soul of the previous generation of sect masters on the body is getting weaker and weaker, or it may be because he enjoys this kind of king-like life. Except for Su, he has never left this grassland, and he has never thought about continuing to treat Su Li. Later generations took revenge.

Occasionally late at night, he would sit on the highest point of the meadow and watch the south in silence for a long time.

It's not because of longing, he definitely misses the cold and humid days at the bottom of the cliff of the Changsheng Sect, but because he is fighting against his instinctive desires.

When he was created, his soul was implanted with an indelible desire to kill and a deep-seated hatred for people related to the name Su Li. If he cannot vent this desire and hatred through violent behavior, it is very likely that the Huangquan Kung Fu will backfire.

But too many people from the Xiuling tribe died in this grassland back then. The soil at the bottom of the grass was soaked with blood, and few people passed by.

He has no one to kill. He can only learn to be patient and learn to fight against this instinctive desire.

One night, while he was sitting on the highest point of the meadow, he suddenly felt something and looked up at the sky.

Among the stars in the sky, one star became extremely bright, at least hundreds of times brighter than usual, and it was very eye-catching.

Zhusu's face turned a little pale, even the black hair could not hide it.

I don’t know if it’s because of the light from those stars, or for some other reason.

How can this be?

Looking at the dazzling star, Zhusu's heart was extremely excited.

Someone has actually entered the sacred realm! Why isn't that person me?

He roared angrily and kept hitting the ground with his hands, causing grass clippings and dirt to fly everywhere.

No! This is absolutely not possible!

Chu Su's unpleasant and hoarse voice kept echoing in the night grassland, and his unwillingness and resentment could be felt throughout the world.

Suddenly, he stopped shouting and kept sniffing, sniffing around in the night wind like a dog.

Accompanied by the sound of rustling, the earth cat appeared on the meadow, scraped the ground with its forelimbs, and crawled to Zhusu's side.

Zhusu was hunchbacked, short in stature, wearing tattered black robes, and his whole body exuded a putrid smell.

The more beautiful the starry sky, the uglier Zhusu becomes, especially when his excitedly waving hands are illuminated by the starlight.

His hands were covered with scales and had black hair, and the sharp claw tips were covered with dirt, as well as flesh and blood from unknown sources that had rotted for an unknown number of years.

Anyone, even a monster, would show disgust or fear when looking at such a monster.

Tu Yi didn't, and looked at Chu Su with eyes full of confusion, trust and admiration.

There is treasure.

Zhusu looked somewhere in the night and said in a low and hoarse voice.

The brightest star in the night sky represents a strong person who has entered the sacred realm. Just like Wang Po broke through the realm by the Luoshui River, everything in the world will react to this, especially those above the sacred realm. Rules or existence.

Zhusu felt a wave of sacred aura very clearly.

He could feel it so clearly because the sacred breath was in the grassland, not far away.

The body of that sacred breath should be in a state of sleep or weakness.

For greedy ascetics, this is an irresistible temptation, not to mention that Zhusu practices Huangquan Kung Fu.

He did not hesitate to escape underground, heading towards that place in the night.

The Tuyun looked around the meadow and let out a low whimper as a warning. Then he stood up and peed before running away.

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There is a rock mountain dozens of miles away. It looks ordinary on the outside, but the rocks inside are red.

In the very depths of a certain cave, ancient and simple murals were painted with tree pulp on the cave walls. The light was very dim, and a stone platform could be vaguely seen.

There is a bird's nest made of branches and soft grass on the stone platform, in which lies a simple gray bird.

This cave is several miles deep and has an extremely complicated structure. There are countless branch roads in the middle. No matter how powerful the monster is, it is impossible for it to reach the bottom of the cave.

Logically speaking, the gray bird should be safe.

However, no matter how complex the structure is, it cannot stop those species that can escape from the ground.

Looking at the inconspicuous gray bird, Zhusu's body kept trembling, and the stench from the tattered black robe became stronger and stronger.

He was not afraid of the life in the sacred realm, nor was he disappointed that he had found the wrong person, but was excited.

He felt that his rough life had come to an end.

The word luck finally fell on his head.

This is what Tu Xi saw when he emerged from the ground following the traces left by Zhu Su.

When its eyes fell on the gray bird, it suddenly straightened up.

In other words, even the well-informed and extremely vicious and shameless creature was dumbfounded.

The turtle knew that little gray bird.

Not to mention that it just changed its shape, even if it really turned into ashes, it would not dare to forget it.

That bird is a golden-winged roc.

On the grassland where the sun never sets, countless monsters respect it.

Just like dragons and phoenixes, the golden-winged roc is a born sacred creature.

Zhusu knew very well how much benefit eating a golden-winged roc would bring to him.

It was obvious that this golden-winged roc was in the long process of awakening and had no ability to protect itself.

Zhu Su must not miss this opportunity.

Tushi also knew it very well, so no matter how cunning and insidious he was, he couldn't think of a way to stop Zhusu.

At this moment, the gray bird opened its eyes.

After one glance, it knew what the putrid-smelling monster wanted to do.

Youpeng's eyes showed no fear or begging, but were full of indifference.

An indescribable terrifying pressure appeared in the cave.

Do you think I'll be scared by you?

Zhusu's voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

Youpeng's eyes were full of anger.

But just as Zhusu thought, it was at the critical moment of soul awakening and could not move.

A scream full of violence and grievance sounded in the cave.

You and I are both proud and indifferent poisonous people who have never liked this world. We have no masters and no friends. Naturally, no one will be willing to save us. In this case, why don't we become one and integrate with the world? Let’s compete?”

Zhusu looked at Youpeng and said seriously.

Youpeng rolled his eyes at him, as if he was looking at an idiot.

Suddenly there was a line of fire in the night sky.

The line of fire went straight into the rock.

The earth shook, the magma surged, and it was unspeakably hot.

Rocks and mountains collapsed and smoke and dust erupted.

Chusu felt a familiar breath, and remembered the pain from a few years ago, and his face became extremely pale.

A petite figure walked out of the smoke, its wings slowly folded, and then disappeared.

Youpeng looked at that figure and shouted, looking aggrieved and coquettish like a child.

Xu Yourong reached out and touched it.

Youpeng seemed very comfortable, snorted twice, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Oh it's you……