Chapter Seventy-Two: Prostration

The picture is very tragic, and the bloody paving is like a Shura prison in the world.

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, his eyebrows furrowed, and watched the scene hundreds of miles away.

He saw Xiang Shaoyun, with an axe and a shield, covered with wounds, blood under his feet, and his burly body was a little rickety.

Behind him, there was a beautiful woman, her face was pale, and she looked at Xiang Shaoyun softly.

"It turned out to be 'for love', as strong as the overlord Xiang Shaoyun, who does not kneel to the immortal Buddha, but it turns out that there is also a softness in the depths of his heart, and he becomes a demon for Yi Gan. ”

Lu Fan's eyes were deep, and when he looked at the picture, he understood what was going on.

Xiang Shaoyun was ambushed.

Obviously, the news of his return was revealed, so that some of his county guards sent troops to besiege him.

Five or six thousand soldiers, plus grandmaster warriors and first- and second-rate generals.

This is a completely mortal desperate situation.

Lu Fan's finger tapped on the wheelchair handguard.

If it was just Xiang Shaoyun who was in a desperate situation, maybe he wouldn't have triggered the "demon" condition, after all, how could the overlord of Xijun be afraid of death?

However, because of the Yiren behind him, it ...... He wants to fight a bloody way, for the Iraqi people, and block all the killings.

"The infatuation seed is also ...... for the demon seed"

Lu Fan shook his head.

He was thoughtful.

In the Five Phoenix Continent, there is no concept of "demon", unlike the novels he read in his previous life, the forces have demon sects and the like.

There are only 100 schools of thought here, but there is no difference between the 100 schools of thought and the demons.

Devil, because of obsession, become a demon.

"This ...... Yes, there can be. ”

"Demons, it's a new class. ”

Lu Fan laughed with interest.

Select ...... Create the 'Demon Path'!"

Lu Fan's heart moved.

The choice was made.

At the moment when he made his choice, suddenly, a huge pulling force made Lu Fan's mind cross the range of a hundred miles.

condensed into essence and descended in front of Xiang Shaoyun.

......

There was silence in the heavens and the earth.

Only Xiang Shaoyun's low roar remained, and he didn't even have the strength to dance his relatives.

He killed nearly two thousand people, a little weak, his aura was exhausted, and his body staggered.

However, he did not retreat, nor did he fall.

Like a demon god, he slaughtered all the soldiers who surrounded Luo Mingsang, and he pulled her behind him, blocking her in front of her with his burly body.

Luo Mingsang's face turned pale, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

She looked at Xiang Shaoyun's burly back obsessively.

The blood-stained hand trembled and took out a piccolo from his sleeve.

Luo Mingsang has superb piano skills, and Xiang Shaoyun likes to listen to her play music.

And today, when there is no piano, she uses the flute instead of the piano and plays a song.

This may be the last song she played for Xiang Shaoyun.

The blood-stained red lips lightly touched the mouth of the flute, Luo Mingsang looked at Xiang Shaoyun, took a breath, slowly entered the flute, and the sound of the flute gradually rose, lingering between the mountains where the blood flowed.

Xiang Shaoyun's hair was soaked with blood, and he was holding a long axe, killing those soldiers.

Hearing the sound of the flute behind him, his stiff face softened and a smile appeared.

Liu He, the Taishou of Pingyang County, looked at this scene, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"The overlord also has a twilight time, and the Yiren play the flute and go to Huangquan...... It's really touching. ”

He knew that Xiang Shaoyun was no longer good.

In fact, if the overlord wants to leave, even thousands of people may not be able to stop him.

But the overlord is trapped by love after all.

And this has become their only chance to get rid of the overlord.

Liu He's face suddenly turned cold, and the strength of the overlord made him feel cold, so he had to completely wipe out Xiang Shaoyun...... Divide his five horses into corpses, only in this way can he feel at ease!

"Kill!"

"Those who take the head of the overlord will be rewarded with 100,000 taels!"

Liu He roared.

With this roar, those soldiers and generals who were hesitant and frightened suddenly turned red, waved their weapons, and rushed out frantically.

Xiang Shaoyun coughed up blood, reversing the price paid by "Fortune Formula", making him feel that his body was collapsing.

But coughing up blood, he still laughed.

Dancing and dragging the tired body, with one block hundred!

Suddenly.

Xiang Shaoyun's eyes shrank.

There was a great force that enveloped him.

He found that everything around him was gone, and the sound of the flute could not be heard.

Darkness engulfs everything.

But I saw that between the line of heaven and earth, there was a blood-colored emergence, and a figure seemed to be stepping on a blood-colored sunset, slowly appearing.

Xiang Shaoyun stared deadly.

"What is a demon? A thought of attachment is a demon. ”

"Since the immortal has been born, how can the demon sleep forever?"

"Your obsession awakens the demon, is it to seek the demon?"

In the void, a blood-colored figure said slowly, and the words resounded between heaven and earth.

Xiang Shaoyun's body staggered, staring at the blood-colored figure.

Demons have always been synonymous with evil.

"If I become a demon, can I let Mingsang live?"

Xiang Shaoyun asked.

The blood-colored figure in the void smiled lightly: "Yes." ”

"Then I want to be a demon!"

Xiang Shaoyun raised his head, his eyes like a torch.

However......

The blood-colored figure smiled.

"The deity, why did you become a demon?"

Below.

Xiang Shaoyun took a deep breath.

Suddenly, he knelt on his knees and kowtowed heavily to the figure of the bloody dawn, three times in a row.

Boom!

Knock knock!

Every sound reverberates between heaven and earth.

In the void, Lu Fan, who was incarnated as a demon, had slightly complicated emotions.

The overlord who does not kneel to the immortal Buddha, for the sake of Yiren to live, did not hesitate at all, and was willing to kowtow in front of the demon.

Kowtow before the devil for 3,000 years, look back at the red dust and don't be an immortal.

"If you become a demon for the Yiren, then the Yiren will become your biggest weakness, are you willing?"

Magic asked.

"I do. ”

Xiang Shaoyun kowtowed.

"Since you ask for a demon, then take your soul, are you willing?"

The demon asked again.

"I do. ”

Xiang Shaoyun kowtowed again.

The demon laughed, and the bloody dawn was flourishing, and Xiang Shaoyun's body was suddenly enveloped.

A wisp of blood-colored air flowed down, but it made Xiang Shaoyun feel as if his soul had been cut apart.

Airplanes......

Xiang Shaoyun opened his eyes, the sound of the flute in his ears was still there, and the shouting of killing in the distance still existed.

And his body, which was originally exhausted and on the verge of collapse, has recovered, and has a strong power, which continues to spread from his dantian to his limbs and hundreds of remains.

"The Power of the Devil ......"

Xiang Shaoyun's eyes were complicated.

He felt that there was a whirlpool in his dantian, bursting with huge suction, like a seed, absorbing the blood and water between the mountains.

The blood on the ground began to cling to Xiang Shaoyun's body like a small snake, and his skin began to turn red, with black lines covering his body.

The heat transpires the blood, making it a black mist.

Coerced Xiang Shaoyun, evil and treacherous.

Luo Mingsang's flute stopped abruptly, his beautiful eyes were full of consternation, and he looked at Xiang Shaoyun in the distance.

Xiang Shaoyun regained his strength, he danced and killed with black mist.

Everywhere he passed, it was like a beast tumbling.

The soldier was swept away by the long axe and flew away in an instant.

Three grandmaster martial artists, seven or eight first-class martial artists killed, Xiang Shaoyun's eyes were red, and he roared at these martial artists, and the shocked people were bleeding from their noses, and then the axe swept over, and their heads separated.

Everyone was stunned.

Liu He's body, which was wrapped in silver armor, was shaking violently.

"This ...... This ......"

Why, what could Xiang Shaoyun, who was obviously running out of oil and withering the lamp, be so strong?!

"Let's go!"

Liu He's advisor spoke in horror.

However.

They were just about to walk, and as soon as they took a step, they found that the ground was covered with blood.

The blood gradually cling, as if turning into an arm, grabbed their bodies, and with the blood flowing, pulling and pulling in the direction of Xiang Shaoyun.

Liu He threw away his armor and his face was full of horror.

"No ......"

Then he felt like he was being lifted by the neck.

The blood mist dissipated, revealing Xiang Shaoyun's terrifying and ruthless face like a demon god.

......

North Luo, the island in the middle of the lake.

Lu Fan's mind returned, and he slowly exhaled.

In front of his eyes, a system prompt popped up.

Glance at it.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully 'creating a demonic path', cultivating the first demonic cultivator, obtaining 10 disposable attributes, and transforming the reward [Immortal Demon Body (Entry)] ......"

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