Chapter Ninety-Five: Getting Carried Away
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He just pounced on it and tore Anto's remnant to shreds. The fragments then dissipated, turning into the best tonic in his consciousness. It's just that when the fragment of Anto's remnant soul dissolved, a small invisible milky white point of light merged into Zhou Xingyun's soul, and then disappeared.
This result left him a little dazed.
Maybe this Anto is really just a paper tiger, and the oil has run out of oil after 10,000 years of torment, and he will be wiped out with a slight poke. It's just that he always feels weird in the bottom of his heart.
A generation of demon kings, a generation of sect masters, and a generation of Tianjiao Yaochi fairies have been fighting for so long, and the fight is so thrilling, but now what is left? Inexplicably, Zhou Xingyun's heart is a little heavy.
The pain that ensued with the explosion of the mind. Anto's remnant soul has no vitality, but it has this majestic memory. These are all integrated into Zhou Xingyun's body. Intense pain kicked his consciousness out.
When he opened his eyes, Zhou Xingyun held his head tightly, his eyes full of bloodshots. The bruises on his forehead made him look very hideous.
This state didn't last long, but in Zhou Xingyun's feeling, every breath seemed as long as a year.
He gasped. There was already a cold sweat on his back. Although the main hall was closed without a trace of wind, he felt a trace of coolness. Under the impact of the majestic Five Elements Vitality, his body was already naked.
Fortunately, his clothes were hidden in the miniature kitchen. The material of the miniature kitchen is very good, it has not been shattered by the impact, but stands alone at his feet.
After getting dressed, Zhou Xingyun looked at the dilapidated hall and the handful of ashes in front of him, and he gave a long salute.
When he got up again, he seemed to see the five elements standing proudly in the face of the million-strong army of demons. Stepping up, the beautiful Yaochi fairy. A little bit is dissipating, and the hall is even more dilapidated.
It's just that there is no time for him to sigh. He didn't know how long his legacy had been. I don't know what happened to my teammates. Through Anto's scattered memories, Zhou Xingyun already knew his plan.
Although this part of the memory is scattered, it may not be a long time, and Zhou Xingyun received it very completely.
In order to completely impregnate the Five Elements, Anto left a way back for himself. He ruthlessly condensed all his demonic qi through the secret method and sent it to the Huo Shuang Hall of the Five Elements Sect.
If Zhou Xingyun's judgment was correct, that should be the place where the demon cultivator was looking for. Zhou Xingyun rushed towards Huo Shuang Hall while reminiscing, and when he appeared, it was when the apostle grabbed the rest of the Nine Immortal Mountain.
The situation is critical. Fortunately, Zhou Xingyun got Anto's memory and understood his back hand very well.
"Well, there's another one, and I've sent it to the door?" Zhou Xingyun appeared in the opposite position of the apostle. The apostle's smug face can be clearly seen.
Zhou Xingyun's mind was in a hurry, although Anto kept his back hand, it was difficult to retrieve the magic ball that had been fused with the apostle. You have to be close to him. Looking at the current state, it is difficult to approach yourself.
With a roll of his eyes, Zhou Xingyun thought about it.
"Hmph. You are the apostle who came to save this king?" Zhou Xingyun asked with a deliberately calm face and gloomy eyes.
The apostle was visibly stunned for a moment, "This king?"
"Presumptuous, dare to talk to me like that with something that doesn't belong to you. If it had been 10,000 years ago, I would have given you a taste of bone-eating and heart-wrenching. Zhou Xingyun tried his best to imitate Anto's tone, and approached the apostle step by step.
The apostle's eyes were a little flustered. Then there was a fierce flash. "You say yes, you want to lie to me?"
"My name is Anto, and I've never lied. Zhou Xingyun stared at the apostle's eyes, revealing his white teeth, very bloodthirsty.
"Lord Anto, you said you were Lord Anto!" the apostle took a step back in a panic, somewhat unable to accept this reality. It can be said that everything he has now comes from Anto, a name that makes him a little scared.
Seeing that Zhou Xingyun didn't make any further movements, he looked at himself with a cold gaze. What the apostles discovered.
"Haha, what if you are Anto!, it's just a waste that has just been taken away!" The apostle pointed to Zhou Xingyun. "Exactly. With your memories, I can be stronger!"
A black ** qi violently wrapped around Zhou Xingyun's arm. Then he shrank tightly. Zhou Xingyun showed a look of resentment, and scolded angrily, presumptuous!
This gesture made the apostle more certain of his thoughts.
"How. Isn't it cool. Bound by his own magic!" The apostle looked at Zhou Xingyun with a sneer. "How much power can you have when you just gave up! If I were you, I would find a place to survive! It's good if you come out, from now on, there will be no Anto! Only I am the Apostle Great Demon King!"
As he spoke, he approached Zhou Xingyun step by step.
I have to say that Zhou Xingyun's acting power is very real. Although his face was flustered, he was calculating the distance between him and the apostle step by step.
The apostle stopped abruptly. This action made Zhou Xingyun's heart tighten.
The apostle bowed gracefully to him. "Lord Anto. The apostles were commanded to come and let you out. ā
"Hmph!" Zhou Xingyun snorted coldly.
"Boom!" the apostle suddenly approached Zhou Xingyun, his somewhat handsome face full of hideousness. "So many years. I have selflessly prayed for you, plotted for your salvation, and I am finally going to get the reward I deserve!
After speaking, he looked intoxicated and took a sharp breath. "Well, what an intoxicating resentment! That's what we like best, right?"
It was Zhou Xingyun's cold voice that answered him. "At least I don't like it. Remember, don't get carried away in the future!"
Zhou Xingyun's left hand didn't know when to break free from the shackles of the demonic qi. Come to think of it, the apostle is really stupid enough to bind Anto with Anto's magic, or rather, he is overconfident in himself.
Zhou Xingyun's left hand was glowing with a layer of white light, and he gently pressed it against the apostle's chest as he spoke.
The apostle's pupils had contracted rapidly, his face was full of panic, and he could no longer speak.
This is Anto's backhand, the absolute control of the magic ball. It's just that now it has been transferred to Zhou Xingyun's body.
"So, don't be too rampant. Zhou Xingyun said in a summary manner. In the apostle's frightened eyes, the light in his hand skyrocketed, and the magic ball that had been integrated into the apostle's body was slowly separating from his body.
This separation is fraught with pain. For the apostles it was not only physical, but also mental.
The demonic qi that trapped everyone in Nine Immortal Mountain was no longer controllable, and they all dissipated into the air. The group fell to the ground.
It's just that there is not the slightest joy in everyone's hearts. An apostle has gone, and there has been a great demon king of Anto, and it doesn't seem to make any difference to them.
Qin Yanxue looked at this scene blankly, and she didn't want to believe it in her heart. Did the Zhou Xian Chef who could create miracles really fall like this?