Chapter 72: The Devil's Path
After going back, Zhang Long saw that Liu Shuang hadn't slept yet, so he said, "You saw it all!" ”
Liu Shuang raised his head and looked at Zhang Long, "Who are you?" Also, is that person with you Zhang Yi? ”
Zhang Yi is only nine years older than Liu Shuang in terms of age, so Liu Shuang was already eleven years old when that incident happened, and he was more or less impressed by Zhang Yi's appearance or something.
"There are some things that may seem incomprehensible to others, but this is our mission!" Zhang Long squatted down and sat on the edge of Liu Shuang's bed, "If we don't do that, the world will change, and you shouldn't come here." ”
Liu Shuang looked at Zhang Long and paused for a while, "I know, there are some things I don't have to ask more." ”
"Brother, please believe me, there are some things that are not clear, but I have to do it!" Zhang Long said to Liu Shuang sincerely, "Promise me, don't mention what you saw today to anyone!" ”
Liu Shuang nodded and didn't speak again.
Everyone slept quietly in the board room, and at night, it was foggy outside, very thick fog. There was a figure in a black cloak in the mist, he gradually approached the flag, directly pulled up the flag, a large cloud of black smoke on the ground gradually gathered, he lifted the badly injured marl, and then gradually disappeared into the dense mist.
The next day, Zhang Long and the others woke up from their sleep, only to see Wei Yang running over from the grove in a hurry, panting and telling him that something was wrong and that something was wrong.
Zhang Long didn't even have time to wash his face and followed Wei Yang over, and found that the black corpse flag had fallen to the ground like this, "Oops, that guy ran away!" ”
"Even Houqing can hold the banner, how can he let this little droughtle run away? No, there must be something strange here! Li Mu squatted down and looked at it, "I think there should be something else that rescued this guy." ”
"And who do you think would have done it?" Zhang Long asked.
"I'm not sure, but my gut tells me that it's likely someone from the Black Rakshasa side who did it." Li Mu paused, "It's been nearly two months, and the Black Rakshasa hasn't had a head-to-head confrontation with us, and it's impossible for them to let us go, so I think the probability of the Black Rakshasa is the largest." ”
"Inserting this banner into the body of the Drought Fish will definitely cause him serious injuries, so we still have a period of intermission before it recovers, let me think about what to do!"
Below, the Rakshasa King looked at the dying drough and stretched out his ghost claws to tease its face, "Yo, what a pitiful, tsk! ”
The drought fish still had a big mouth and wanted to bite the Rakshasa King.
"Go, bring my Ten Thousand Demon Soul Pill!" The Rakshasa King commanded.
"But the king ......"
"Go!" The Rakshasa King glared at the little ghost, and the little ghost had no choice but to take the Ten Thousand Demon Soul Pill.
The Rakshasa King held this soul pill in his hand, and the dark purple soul pill exuded a crimson light like amber, "What a perfect soul pill, I myself am a little reluctant, hahaha!" ”
It is said that this Ten Thousand Demon Soul Pill is really in the chaotic period tens of thousands of years ago, the Rakshasa King collected 10,000 evil spirits after more than a thousand years of refining and practice, compared to the ordinary Rakshasa Soul Pill, it is really too powerful, you must know that the Rakshasa National Refining to capture the resentful spirit is to refine the soul pill to strengthen yourself, the general Rakshasa Soul Pill is the aura of a hundred resentful spirits after nine hundred and eighty-one days of refining, basically can make the soul scattered spirit body reshape in a short period of time, and greatly enhance its own internal force, So it can be seen how powerful this Ten Thousand Demon Soul Pill is.
The Rakshasa King grabbed the drought's mouth and pried it open with a slight force, and then took the Ten Thousand Demon Soul Pill and slapped it hard, and the soul pill instantly swallowed along the throat of the drought.
Zombies are soulless monsters, they have been wandering outside the six realms of reincarnation, and they are not under the control of any realm between heaven and earth, but this Ten Thousand Demon Soul Pill can reshape a soul for this guy! Zombies have no intelligence precisely because they have no soul (except for the four ancestors of zombies), and after reshaping the soul, the drought can not only have intelligence, but also be able to start cultivating internal strength, which shows how powerful the demon king recreated by the Rakshasa King will be at that time.
Soon, the vitality in the monster's body began to gather, and it itself felt that its body was rapidly recovering, but looking at its changed body, it seemed that he/she himself could not understand the meaning at all.
"How? Much better, right? Hahaha! The Rakshasa King smiled sinisterly.
"I ...... Me, now...... In what place? The guy looked at his surroundings and actually said a word.
"You're in the Rakshasa country now, haha, zombie brother, how do you feel about your body?" The Rakshasa King said to the guy.
"For ...... What the...... I will...... Over here! As he spoke, the monster twisted its neck and stood up to pounce on the Rakshasa King.
The Rakshasa King sat there and didn't move, and with a slight wave of his hand, the monster fell out two or three battles away, "The dog bites Lu Dongbin, and he doesn't know the hearts of good people!" Lao Tzu saved your life, and you still want to bite Lao Tzu! ”
Seeing that the Rakshasa King was so powerful, the drought that had just gained some wisdom actually began to be a little scared, and stood respectfully in the corner and didn't dare to move anymore.
"Take it down, black cat blood is waiting!"
In the board room area, Zhang Long packed Liu Shuang's luggage, "Brother, you go back first!" Wangjing City is not the place you should be, and I will come back to see you when I am busy for a while! ”
Liu Shuang looked at Zhang Long and wanted to say something, but choked up, "Take care!" ”
Zhang Long has been sending Liu Shuang on the shuttle bus to the train station, and has been watching Liu Shuang leave, this is his only relative in the world now, although there are still many things to say, but after all, the current situation is still quite dangerous, he can't let Liu Shuang have any mistakes here, the relatives around him are leaving one by one, this heaviness, he can't stand it!
Before, Zhang Long and the others had always thought that they could save the world, but when he really went deep into the Tao, he saw clearly that there were people outside the world, and there were heavens outside the sky. Before he met Li Mu, he always thought that he was already the number one in the world, and then he saw Wei Yang and then the Yang Bai family's mausoleum guards one after another, all of them were stronger than the other. However, these mortals are really not even farts in front of the Houqing, the Drought Devil, and the Rakshasa King! Sometimes he really wondered why he had taken over the task of Hades in the first place, and why he went back to sign the Hades deed? Mission? But this sense of mission made him feel very depressed! It seems that even if it is the end, it will not be able to complete the heavy mission! As the saying goes, one foot high, one foot high! It seems that the forces over there are indeed too much higher than themselves, how should they be able to draw a perfect end to this that they have blown?