Although the Immortal Wind Cloud Body Technique was very exquisite, Tang Luo couldn't go far, after all, the total amount of his spiritual power was there, but after his calculations, it should be enough to fly back to the place where he fell from the Star Path.

That's right, he's going to die.

Successfully coming to the place where he fell in his memory, Tang Luo lay down again in the place where only the root of the wall had been corroded.

Originally, he wanted to disperse the Immortal Wind Cloud Body Technique in the air and then fall, but considering the strength of his body now, he still floated down with great interest and fell down with his face.

And the reason why he came back here and landed in such a position was because he had one more important thing to do.

Although all his meridians are broken and he can't use any spiritual skills, he still has magical powers, and in addition to condensing qi into a sword, he has also developed another use by him.

In the ground of this wasteland, a large area of blood has sunk in, although the evil qi of the world will eventually sink into the ground, but in just three days, it should not be able to sink too deep, it should be able to suck it out!

The unfortunate magic power made Tang Luo's mouth like a long whale sucking water, and countless earth, sand and stones were sucked into his abdominal cavity and poured into the stomach of the void.

This powerful suction also aroused the blood evil that fell into the ground, because the evil qi gathered by the divine heart had a natural familiarity with Tang Luo's body.

These evil qi rose from the ground under the suction, and the moment it came into contact with the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, the thick blood qi appeared again greedily corroding everything in the red mist.

The first thing to bear the brunt of it was Tang Luo's face, the young face that had already healed was turned into an acid mist as soon as it came into contact with the blood evil, and the physical body without spiritual power as the foundation was so weak in the face of the blood evil.

Just the red mist on his face corroded Tang Luo's entire face to the bone, and only two eyeballs were intact because of supernatural powers or blood, and they were not injured by blood at all.

After devouring the flesh and blood on his face, the evil qi was even stronger, and he traveled down Tang Luo's neck from below, devouring the flesh and blood in a big gulp, and the gauze on his body turned into acid smoke and drifted away early.

When the pursuers arrived, what they found was a wreckage that had been corroded by blood, so it shouldn't be reminiscent of Longxi's head!

After doing all this, Tang Luo began to wait for death behind closed doors again, and after losing the spiritual power strengthened body, the speed of confusion this time was surprisingly fast.

But things in the world are always so full of accidents and inexplicable, the originally clear sky of the wasteland suddenly overcast, and a thundercloud that cleanses the world falls one after another.

The blood demon was shaken by the thunder, and then retreated back into the ground, not even caring about the work of devouring flesh and blood.

"No wonder the Blood River Divine Sword was broken so easily by Wang Fuling, even if it was such a timid root nature, it wouldn't become a climate, and the side effects were so big, the garbage spirit skill destroyed my body!"

It is said that people are dying, and their words are good, if Tang Luo can set up a monument for future generations at this moment, he must write a warning from the bottom of his heart, so that all the cultivators who can see it must not practice any bloody secret arts.

This thing is really pitiful, and it feels very strong when the wind is smooth, but once you get injured or something, it really costs your own life.

Sure enough, cultivation still has to follow the right path, and the ancient sages can't afford me!

At the moment before the end of his life, he was still thinking about cultivation, and Tang Luo felt that he should be able to be regarded as a martial artist.

If it weren't for that inexplicable Cihang treasure light, Tang Luo felt that this life should have been able to draw a complete end!

"How come there are more good people I have met in the past two days than in the previous twenty years combined!?"

Feeling the divine effect of Cihang Baoguang in flesh and bones, Tang Luo couldn't hide it, and hurriedly controlled the collision of spiritual power and made a sound: "Please stop master!"

Like the bright sun shining on the world, Baoguang suddenly paused, and Yan Shan asked: "The ants are still stealing life, why is the donor lucky to live?"

"The master is merciful, and the kid is inscribed. It's just that if the kid doesn't die, the world will be ruined, and wars will be everywhere. Even for the sake of the common people in the world, the master should not save this life of the kid!"

The sound made through the collision of spiritual power was not subdued, it was cold like an emotionless stone man, even if he talked about his own life, there was no trace of temperature.

And Yanshan was even more stunned, even the ripples of Cihang Baoguang were trembling.

Maybe to others this is just nonsense, after all, the story of killing a person and saving the world will only appear in the story book, but through the leakage, he really got a glimpse of the heavenly side, and clearly saw the bloody world, as well as the fragmented Longzhou.

The heavenly opportunity that has been snooped through may change, but it will never be fake, and combined with Tang Luo's words, Yan Shan can't help but be stunned.

It was like being choked by someone's throat, and the benevolent way that Yanshan believed in was challenged unprecedentedly severely in the face of the leaky heavenly opportunity.

Cihang Baohua's transformation of Prajna swirled behind Yanshan's head, and the colored brilliance was chaotic, indicating how serious the entanglement and confusion in Yanshan's heart were at this time.

In this sparse thunderstorm, Yan Shan tried to convince himself to accept the revelation of the Heavenly Opportunity and Tang Luo's exhortation, but no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't accept this arrangement with peace of mind.

Yanshan has stood in the rain for a long time, but this heaven and earth will not wait for someone's decision, just like a thunderstorm that is sudden but cannot last long, and the dark clouds will eventually disperse.

"Killing one man and saving all people?" is not mercy!"

The divine light of Prajna returned to firmness, and the treasure light shone on Tang Luo's body, with white flesh and bones, and new muscles, which made Tang Luo waste a lot of effort, all in vain.

Okay, so sometimes, the untimely kindness of good people is worse than the bad guys' deliberate destruction of the world!

Silently complaining about Yan Shan's deeds, Tang Luo said again: "Since the master insists on saving, then save it, just ask the master not to repair the boy's face, otherwise there will be a heinous disaster!"

"Hey, I say, there's no place for you to talk here!"

Before Yunlian's Tiange'er arrived, he said first: "I really think that I am some kind of great character, and I will cause disasters to others at every turn, your surname, you!"

"Thank you, brother and brother for saving your life. ”

"The tongue is gone, but I can still say pretty words. Brother Tian, who landed on the ground, pouted and said: "But what is it if you don't practice, although you are bent on death, but it is a fact that I saved you, how can you thank me?"

"The kid has no long body, so the demon heart will be given to Brother Tai to repay the grace of saving his life. ”

"I'm angry when I talk about that thing!" Brother Tian thrust his waist and said dissatisfiedly: "Do you think that just a stinky demon heart can repay me for saving your life!?"

I don't know where Brother Tian took out a robe and covered Tang Luo's lower body, and asked Yanshan, "Master, where is the rune in this person's body?"