Flawless to do more He thought, Li Wuchang immediately took out the bronze pot that carried the dark substance, and blackened the desolation, only for a moment.

At this time, Lu Zhudao people jumped out again.

"The breath of the throat."

The voice of great surprise echoed in Li Wuchang's mind: "I really lost my eyes, but I didn't expect Xiaoyou to have something to do with Luo Yu's house." ”

After all, it was with Luo Yu, the top ancient powerhouse of Hongjun's era, who was extremely sensitive to Luo Yu's breath, and in just an instant, he could distinguish the source of the dark matter in the bronze pot.

"Seniors have good eyesight."

Li Wuchang admitted it calmly, and it was not strange at all.

It is true that Lu Zhudao people are crippled and only have a wisp of remnant soul left, but being crippled does not mean that their brains are not good, if they can't even distinguish the breath of Luo Yan, then his attitude towards Lu Zhudao people should be appropriately changed.

The basis of cooperation is that there is no conflict of interests between the two sides, and the strength is equal.

"Little friend, I remind you, don't believe Luo Yu!"

Lu Zhudao's tone was serious, and then he fell silent again.

Li Wuchang is related to Luo Yu, which he didn't expect, but since he has reached a cooperation with Li Wuchang, he can only go all the way with Li Wuchang, and there is no room for regret.

He had already made up his mind in his heart that when he left the primeval battlefield, he would run far away and never contact Li Wuchang again.

It's not that I'm afraid of Li Wuchang, a younger generation, even if he has extraordinary cultivation, what is there to fear! He is jealous of the Demon Ancestor Throat.

Lu Zhudao people don't want to have anything to do with Luo Yu, that is, a madman with a psychopath, whoever gets into trouble is unlucky.

"Throat, ha."

Li Wuchang smiled inexplicably, not taking Lu Zhudao's reminder to heart.

Luo Yu has the moral qualities that all villains should have, and he is indeed not credible, but his deity, Li Che, is also not a character to be messed with.

The game between the Demon Ancestor and the Heart Demon, until the last moment, who wins or loses is still unknown.

Eyes returned to the Lonely Soul Spring, his eyes were full of anticipation, Li Che's three-step strategy before the retreat, the Lonely Soul Spring was a major key.

"Go."

Throw the bronze pot into the air casually, and then make a series of seals to unseal the seal on the surface of the bronze pot.

In order to prevent the leakage of dark matter, Li Che placed layers of seals on it, and if Li Che did not have a unique method to unseal it, it would be difficult for even Luo Yu to release the dark matter contained in it.

Four elephants seal spirit seal, yin and yang seal magic trick, nine stars seal.

The seals were broken one by one, the bronze pot shook, and the dark matter in the pot could not wait to break through the confinement, pollute all living matter, and create eternal darkness.

Bang la blah

A large amount of dark matter rushed out of the bronze pot and flowed into the Lonely Soul Spring, the viscous black liquid that made Li Wuchang feel furious in his heart.

But the moment he saw the intersection of the dark matter and the Lonely Soul Spring, the surrounding scenery changed suddenly.

Like a jade dragon, the beautiful Lonely Soul Spring has become a black river, and the flowers and trees have also turned black, and the facial features have grown, and spiritual wisdom has been born.

An ominous and terrifying atmosphere enveloped it, and the fairyland outside the world turned into a gloomy demon realm.

"Everything will be dark~"

Corrupted by the dark matter, the surrounding flowers and trees gave birth to spiritual wisdom, and they all looked up to the sky and chanted, dedicating all their faith to the darkness.

The Demon Tree stretched out its branches like arms, wantonly swallowing the demonic energy that permeated the heavens and the earth; The magic grass dances in the sky, as if it can cut through the void; The magic flower has sharp teeth and hideous teeth, and wants to devour all things

Wherever the dark matter goes, whether it is a creature with intelligence or a life without intelligence, it will be eroded and transformed into a new demonic species, which believes in darkness and only knows how to destroy and destroy.

"Terrible."

Witnessing the terrifying corrosive power of the dark matter, Li Wuchang couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat, and hurriedly laid a protective gas wall in front of him to prevent the dark matter from getting close.

He didn't dare to guarantee that the dark matter would not corrupt him.

When the dark matter enters the body, a new primordial god will be born, replacing the original self, and he will no longer be himself, and the result will be terrible.

Although he is Li Che's doppelganger, he also has his own thoughts and emotions, and he must not accept that he has become another person.

"Luo Yu, the first demon in the ancient wilderness, really lives up to his name."

His brows were furrowed, his face was solemn, and it was only at this moment that Li Wuchang really realized the horror of Luo Yu.

To tell the truth, Luo Yu, as the big devil who ended the primeval world, was repeatedly manipulated by Li Che, which made Li Wuchang somewhat underestimate Luo Yu and feel that Luo Yu's name was exaggerated.

But after this incident, he no longer dared to underestimate Luo Yan, and all his contempt turned into unprecedented seriousness.

Li Che can handle Luo Yu, on the one hand, Luo Yu has not regained his peak and his strength is not enough to run amok, on the other hand, Li Che holds what Luo Yu needs, not that Luo Yu is not as good as Li Che.

If you really want to fight to the death without any scruples, Li Che has no chance of winning in front of Luo Yu.

The first demon who ended the ancient desolation was not in vain.

"The flood is even more difficult to clean up now."

"The dark matter produced by the highly condensed Demon Qi of the Demon Ancestor Luo Throat, I don't know how the Flood Desolation Ten Thousand Races will deal with it?"

"The dragon and phoenix qilin and other primeval powerhouses will have a headache, and the reappearance of the Demon Ancestor Luo Throat in the world is not good news for them."

Pressing the jealousy of Luo Yu on time, Li Wuchang was a little gloating.

Personal happiness is always based on the suffering of others.

The desolate tribes were poisoned by the dark substance, and he didn't get much benefit, but as long as the desolate hordes were deflated, he felt happy.

Inheriting most of Li Che's memories, his personality has an extremely strong bad taste, which is almost exactly the same as Li Che.

In short, he suffers from neuropathy, likes to find trouble when he has nothing to do, and takes other people's pain as fun.

Finally, after taking a deep look at the Lonely Soul Spring that had transformed into the Black River, Li Wuchang withdrew without hesitation.

He wasn't sure if the dark matter would erode the remnants of the primeval powerhouses left here, and if the dark matter eroded the remnants of the primeval powerhouses, it would be difficult for him to leave.

Most of the powerhouses who died in the primeval battlefield were powerhouses standing in the Daluo realm, and if they were besieged by the demonized primeval powerhouses, he might not be able to withstand it.

Ants bite elephants to death, this is not absolute, but it is not unreasonable.

It is better to be cautious than to cause oneself to suffer because of carelessness.

In a dangerous place like the primeval battlefield, stability is the first priority for survival.

Li Wuchang ran away with the remnants of the Lu Zhudao people, but the primeval battlefield failed to return to its former tranquility.

Darkness is spreading.

"I'm back again."

"Hate the sky and take me for a million years, I want to fight the flood again."

As Li Wuchang expected, after he left, the dark matter flowed out from the Lonely Soul Spring, eroding the entire primeval battlefield, and countless strong remnants were demonized, and the sound of demon roars was endless.

The dead strong man is reborn and returns, but he is no longer the "he" he once was.

He is not himself, he is a new primordial god reshaped by dark matter, and such a rebirth is really not valuable.

However, what Luo Yu needed was these newborn primordial gods, to act as his pawns to stir up the flood, and pave his chaotic path at the cost of countless beings falling into darkness.

There is no cannon fodder to use, so cannon fodder is produced in large quantities, and the horror of the means of squeezing the throat can be seen from this.

(End of chapter)