Chapter Ninety-Nine, What About the Fallen Demons

"Plop."

A plop sound pulled Lingzhi's thoughts back together.

Han Zijun, who was standing not far away but had been ignored, finally understood that something was wrong, and hurriedly jumped into the river to save people, and at this time he didn't have time to think about whether the river could eat people or not.

Lingzhi stood in place and looked at the already calm river, the person behind him let go of his hand a little bored, his voice was a little low, and he returned to normal for a short time, "His evil qi can break through this formation, and the effect is much better than if you go down." ”

"But he's a luke, and he'll die when he encounters water." Lingzhi's fingers quickly pinched, and a translucent water cover rose into the air and quickly rushed into the river.

Bai Ze stood behind her and watched her every move, a trace of hideous paranoia in her pale golden eyes was forcibly suppressed by him, her big hand was raised slightly, and before she could land on Lingzhi's shoulder, she had already run to the water's edge.

Lan Bai and Han Zijun were covered in a ball, and Lan Bai's face was already blue, lying in the ball, his eyes were dark gray.

Han Zijun on the side was shivering with cold, and his lips were bruised and blue.

Lingzhi quickly took out two pieces of rune paper from his pocket, one was handed to Han Zijun, and the other was folded and stuffed into the blue and white placket.

"Let's go back."

When he turned back again, Bai Ze had disappeared in place at some point.

In the early morning of late autumn, the cold wind cuts people's skin like a knife, but the road is full of traffic.

The neon lights outside the car window shook his blue and white face, and Han Zijun was still trembling and driving the car.

For a moment no one spoke.

Back at the hotel, Han Zijun went back to the room to change his clothes as soon as possible, as if he was one step too late, he was about to freeze to death in place, and he didn't dare to look at Lan Bai and Lingzhi with a single look.

Lan Bai was helped to bed by Lingzhi, and the roots of his ears were a little red, "I'm much better now, I'm fine,"

Lingzhi didn't speak, but pinched his quilt corners.

Lan Bai pursed her lips and stopped Lingzhi when she was about to leave, "They have people from the Linghu clan, you... Be careful. ”

Lingzhi stood in place with his back to him, a trace of waves flashed in his calm eyes, and he frowned slightly: "Okay." ”

The Spirit Fox Clan is the protector of the gods, and the gods have fallen, and it is normal for them to follow.

The system didn't dare to speak, and seeing that Lingzhi's mood was quite calm, he said with some trembling: [Host, if you can influence him and let him regain his godhead...]

Lingzhi lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, and Bai Ze's evil expression just now flashed in his mind.

He's restraining ...

However, what are you restraining again, you have fallen into God, why are you still restraining yourself.

Suppose the adult in the dream is Bai Ze.

How the hell did he get to be the way he is?

She had so many questions that she couldn't figure it out.

[Host, if you want to return to your world, you must have the consent of the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao of this world has been broken, we are all trapped in this world, if there is no new Heavenly Dao, none of us can walk, even if you get the Evil Sword, you can't go back, what's the use. 】

Lingzhi's eyes were still staring at the ceiling, and he asked for a while: [I want to know what happened 500 years ago, there will be zombies in country M, I don't believe that the way of heaven will allow it. 】

System 88 stands still for a moment, projecting a brief image of 500 years ago onto a white ceiling.

[Although all the gods are born of heaven and earth, there are also innate differences, Bai Ze is the god who was originally born with Bai Shan, and his consciousness awakening is only a thousand years later than the Heavenly Dao. 】

Lingzhi looked at the man in the picture, and his heart suddenly froze.

This scene is just the follow-up to her dream.

The man was dressed in a white robe, and a lazy golden cat opened its piercing eyes.

What should have been golden turned blood red in an instant.

The messy flesh and blood on the ground were so clear, and it clearly made Lingzhi feel pain.

There are men and women with flesh and blood in their mouths lying all over the ground, and the things in their mouths have not yet come and swallowed, obviously for the so-called immortality, but before they have time to swallow this 'Tang monk meat', they went to the underworld early because they couldn't enjoy this blessing.

Lingzhi looked at the man's bloodshot eyes, and suddenly felt a little distressed, and his slender fingers trembled to touch it, but he couldn't touch anything.

Bai Ze's footsteps were vain, and before he could reach the pool of flesh and blood, his legs knelt weakly on the floor tiles, his body trembled violently, and the big cat on the robe gradually turned hideous, and his two paws grabbed upward, as if he wanted to tear something apart.

Bai Ze bit his lip tightly, his palm was placed on top of the mass of flesh and blood, and the repeated turquoise halos condensed in his palm, turning into a translucent green gem, his hand was still there, but he couldn't sense anything else.

The pool of flesh and blood on the ground was so dazzling, there were no limbs and no face, and if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't even tell that the other party was a human.

The silence in the air seemed to be paused, except for the big cat on Bai Ze's robe.

"Bang."

The corpses lying on the ground all exploded and died, only to hear Bai Ze kneeling and muttering, "Where is the soul body, where is the soul body!" You're tm out! Tell me, where is her soul! ”

His voice grew louder and hoarse.

With trembling hands, he picked up the pool of flesh and blood and stood up, the golden light in his body surging up wildly, impacting what Lingzhi couldn't see.

A soft white halo suppressed his golden light as much as possible.

But Bai Ze became more and more crazy, and in an instant, he became the main body.

It was a white beast with golden light all over its body, a single horn shining on its head, its body almost breaking the entire room, and its tattered body on its back became the color of the eyes.

The white light weighed down on his body around him, and an ancient soul-shaking voice rang out.

"I can't help it, you are a god, but you are greedy, and people are in trouble."

Bai Ze Beast slashed its claws, and the golden light on the single horn was like a spear, and it suddenly pierced away beyond the white light in mid-air.

Lingzhi felt as if it felt the vibration of space.

Bai Ze's blow seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and he fell to the ground with a "boom".

Lingzhi heard him mutter: "I am a god, but I have desires, human disasters, and my thoughts." ”

"I just want her, why can't I, why can't I, I just want her."

A tear slipped from the corner of his eye, dripping onto the turquoise gem, emitting an unobtrusive faint light.

Bai Guang seemed to be injured, and said very weakly: "The gods should love everyone greatly, and the great love becomes small love, selfishness, and being stained by desires, and being a fallen demon." ”

"Huh."

Bai Ze Beast reluctantly got up from the ground, and a large fire burned in his body, and the fire burned more and more.