I'm a Serious Fox [Transmigration Book]

It was probably the shocking sword that had not appeared in the Yao Mountain Realm for many years. An extremely sharp sword light slashed against the barrier, wrapped in yellow sand all over the sky, and suddenly a clearly visible crack appeared above the barrier.

Surrounded by the destroyed enchantment purple electricity, he tried to quickly repair the gap, but just as he was about to close it, another sword slashed down, this time directly splitting a hole at the top of the enchantment, a light white shadow like a reed flower, Flying down from above the barrier, it landed on the sword testing platform.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but look at each other, who is this? !

Qiu Yeyang looked at the figure wearing the bamboo hat, his eyes were full of astonishment, he turned to Yun Kuo and said, "This is..."

Yun Kuo: "How does Deputy Suzerain Qiu feel?"

Qiu Yeyang: "..."

From just now, he felt that something was wrong. He just asked once before, how could he be asked to make a decision over and over again.

Qiu Yeyang gently put his hand up from behind, but Yun Kuo did not respond.

He put his hand directly into the inside, and touched a clump of soft hair. When he retracted his hand, there was a long white hair between his fingertips.

...is a stand-in!

He was sure that the person who entered the venue with him at the beginning must be Yun Kuo, but at some point in the middle, Yun Kuo suddenly left the venue, leaving behind this substitute.

But generally speaking, the double of a monk above the Mahayana period can inherit part of the thinking and memory of the main body. Why does the double in front of me, besides sitting here with a blank face, only say one sentence?

The bad premonition in Qiu Yeyang's heart became stronger and stronger, what exactly did Yun Kuo want to do.

Han Chenluo looked at the person in front of him, slowly took a step back, then another step, and finally hit the fence behind him with a bang.

Hu Yibai glanced at him, but didn't take any action, but turned around and walked to the corner, grabbing Feng Ling who was trapped in the nightmare.

"Feng Ling, calm down."

Feng Ling seemed to be unable to hear other people's voices, and his out-of-focus eyes looked at the void in front of him, as if Han Chenluo had been beaten to death by him, but he gritted his teeth and refused to say who killed him back then Parents and family!

He practiced what he just said with actions, 'If you don't say it, I'll beat you until you say it. '

But the real Han Chenluo was not there at all.

Moreover, such things as magic energy are not spiritual power in themselves, and even testing the spirit crystal ball can't tell whether he is cheating.

Hu Yibai grabbed him from behind, but Feng Ling continued to rush forward. Hu Yibai thought of the time he woke him up from a nightmare in Wangxue Valley, and said in a warm voice: "Junior brother, stop beating, look carefully, it's just A pillar, without Han Chenluo."

Suddenly hearing a familiar voice in the sea of ​​consciousness, Feng Ling was stunned for a moment, and her blood-red eyes regained a trace of clarity.

"No……?"

Seeing that he gradually calmed down, Hu Yibai hugged him behind him, and whispered in his ear: "Yes, there is no Han Shenluo, it's all an illusion, we can rest after putting down the sword."

"..." There was nothingness in Feng Ling's eyes, he couldn't see anyone around him, but he instinctively turned his head following the voice, and got closer to Hu Yibai.

Like a young animal eager to find the light in the dark.

From the eyes of the people in the audience, this intimate act seemed as if the two were about to kiss each other. Long Chiyu was so angry that his eyes turned red, and he wanted to go on stage with Shuzhi, but before he got close, he was caught by the knots around him. The boundary wall bounced out.

Qingfan supported him impatiently, frowned and said: "Don't make any trouble anytime now, this enchantment was set by the suzerain, and only the suzerain or someone whose cultivation base is higher than the suzerain can open it."

After hearing these words, Long Chiyu couldn't help being startled, looked at the person who was hugging Feng Ling and said in a low voice: "Cultivated above the suzerain?"

The suzerain has passed the tribulation period, and now he has cultivated into an immortal body, which is higher than that of an immortal. Could it be that he is a true god? !

"I'm not sure either." Qing Fan looked at the man in white on the stage with complicated eyes: "But the power of the sword just now is at least at the level of a sword master."

Probably Hu Yibai's voice played a role, Feng Ling gradually saw the scene in front of him clearly, the pillar he had hacked to pieces, the astonished eyes of the audience, the dripping blood on his body, and the constant trembling psychosis...

He looked in front of him, suddenly fell like a puppet whose thread was cut, and Hu Yibai hugged him in time.

"Feng Ling?"

Hu Yibai probed his spiritual veins, his breath was weak, probably because his spiritual power was consumed too quickly when he was emotionally excited just now, and now the power drains down, the whole talent will suddenly collapse.

Holding Feng Ling with his sword, he split open the front of the barrier wall, jumped down from the stage, and handed it to Qing Fan: "Take care of him."

Qing Fan supported Feng Ling and said in surprise: "Excuse me, is your Excellency..."

Hu Yibai: "Non-named casual cultivators, don't worry about it."

Just about to turn around and leave, seeing Long Chiyu who volunteered to hug Fengling, he paused, held down his hand, and told Qingfan: "Don't let others touch him."

After I said it, I felt it was a bit strange to say so, and added: "His spirit veins are extremely weak now, it is best not to touch him, and rest quietly."

Qing Fan quickly nodded: "Okay."

Immediately after that, he waved away everyone around him, and dragged Feng Ling back to the dry spirit square with spiritual power.

Hu Yibai walked up to the stage along the cracks that could not be healed in the future, and walked in front of Han Chenluo: "I will fight for Qianling this time."

Han Chenluo held in his hand the half wooden sword that was chopped off by Feng Ling just now, and he was dumbfounded: "Can it still be like this?"

"Why not?" Hu Yibai laughed: "Didn't you just take the invitation card from Master Qiu to fight for Feilaifeng?" He revealed the Shifang Meteorite waist card that he had just pulled from Feng Ling's waist : "Then I can fight for Qian Lingzong with the Qianling Waist Card."

As he spoke, the long sword in his hand froze, and another gust of wind blew around the sword, and before the barrier was completely closed, he said another sentence that stunned everyone present.

"And I, like you, don't use spiritual power."

He had observed just now that Feng Ling was infected by the devil energy when he output a large amount of spiritual power for the first time. If he wanted not to be disturbed by Han Chenluo's devil energy, the only way was not to open the spirit aperture.

The 'empty cicada', which does not need its own spiritual power, is just right.

The enchantment closed again, and the two were shrouded in the enchantment again.

Hua Jieyu and others in the audience were also taken aback by the current situation. What is the situation?

They have always been the only ones who find fault with others, but they were found fault today?

Moreover, this person's cultivation base is not lower than Yun Kuo's, and it seems that he can split even the boundary with a sword.The cold protection method will not be dangerous, right? !

Thinking of this, Hua Jieyu and Gu Lingzi looked at each other, and revealed a sly smile knowingly.

It would be great if this man in white killed Han Chenluo!Save this perverted thing in Islam tormenting them every day.

Following Hu Yibai's few sword strikes, the barrier was full of gunpowder smoke, he flew up a sword and slashed at Han Chenluo's back impartially, the opponent immediately fell to the ground, the cloak on his body was raised to cover his head .

Hu Yibai didn't mean to be merciful at all, but it was too easy to slash to death with a sword. He played the child with devilish energy for so long, so he had to charge some interest no matter what.

Following a few sword moves, wind and waves rose up in the barrier. Although the spirit measuring crystal balls at the four corners did not fluctuate, one could feel the surrounding spiritual power continuously converging towards the sword.

Looking at the white figure, Qiu Yeyang suddenly clenched his hands, and the armrest under his palm was almost crushed by him on the spot.

This set of swordsmanship is correct, but the man in white is definitely not him.

How dare he...how dare!

Han Chenluo got up and quickly ran to the barrier wall to pat, but he was wearing a cloak, so no one could see the expression on his face at the moment, and the voice inside the barrier could not be transmitted, everyone was surprised Looking at it, I don't understand the meaning of his behavior.

Yu Wuxiu, who was shaking Yuxiao's hand in the audience, paused suddenly. He, shouldn't he be asking for help?

But after thinking about it for a moment, how could this old and cunning guy not hold back at all.

Forget it, let's watch it for a while.

Hu Yibai approached slowly, and stabbed his shoulder with a sword, trying to lift the fig leaf off Han Chenluo's body, but Han Chenluo seemed to have sensed his intentions, and immediately ignored the danger, and firmly grasped it with both hands. Xi's sharp blade stopped him from moving.

"Stab——" With a sound, the sword edge lifted the black cloth in Han Chenluo's hand, and the cloth strips on both sides were wrapped around his arms, and as the skin was exposed, Han Chenluo suddenly seemed to be After being stimulated, regardless of the danger, he immediately wrapped the black cloth back.

But before it was half wrapped, it was nailed to the pillar behind by Missing Xi who flew out of his hand.

It was the one that Feng Ling cut just now.

The dark red blood flowed down the pierced heart, Han Chenluo slowly lowered his head and turned his head to the side, Hu Yibai walked up to him step by step: "I don't know if Kongshen will die or not."

He laughed: "You're kidding, I know that the Kong Shen body will not die, because there is no life in the first place, so why talk about death?"

He stared at the black hole-like hat and said: "The reason why you can live until now is because someone secretly erased your name in the book of life and death in the underworld, right?"

When Han Chenluo, who was pretending to be dead, heard this, he suddenly raised his head slowly.

Hu Yibai waved his hand, but Miss Xi immediately pulled it out from his heart, Han Chenluo lost his strength and fell from the pillar to the ground.

Hu Yibai raised his chin with his sword. It is estimated that this cloak is also a magic weapon like his bamboo hat. It was pierced by the sword like this, and it still stuck tightly to his body.Even as if it has life, the broken pieces will continue to heal and regenerate into new pieces of cloth.

This cloak is like another layer of his flesh, living and dying with it, as long as Han Chenluo is alive, this cloak will never be taken off.

To actually use such a terrifying thing on himself, so frenzied to such an extent, no wonder everyone fears him.

But this also made Hu Yibai more curious, he wanted to cover up his body at any cost, why?

Hu Yibai: "What did you say to Feng Ling just now?"

Han Chenluo covered his heart and raised his head. At this time, he still didn't forget to bargain: "If I say, can you let me go?"

Hu Yibai: "That depends on your answer."

Han Chenluo seemed to think for a while, "I told him, I know who killed the Feng family." Speaking of this, he was stunned, and suddenly laughed: "Actually, I lied to him, otherwise how could he fight me?" .”

With a sound, he was nailed up again in the next instant.

Under the eyes of everyone, Han Chenluo saw his tendons and hamstrings cut off with a sword by the man in white, and all the meridians on his body were cut off. His whole body was like a water bag that had been pierced, and the wound was gushing blood like a spring.

Han Chenluo was lying in a pool of blood, writhing on the ground like a bug and moaning in pain, the entire sword testing platform was covered with blood marks wiped out by him.

Hu Yibai looked at him: "It's so strange, they are obviously not alive, yet they can still feel pain."

Han Chenluo felt that he was slowly approaching, and the pain he suffered made him scratch the ground and instinctively want to back away.

As the footsteps in front of him stopped, the next moment his body was directly divided into two by a sword light, and his left and right sides directly exploded to the two ends of the sword testing platform!

Everyone couldn't believe that the instigator of the Battle of Yaoshan, the cold devil who was full of evil in the Six Realms, was killed so cleanly? !

The barrier wall was splattered with crimson blood, everyone in the audience was stunned for a moment, and then burst into earth-shattering cheers!

Looking at Han Chenluo's corpse, Hua Jieyu and Gu Lingzi couldn't help applauding.

Yu Wuxiu who was standing in front silently looked back at the two of them.

"..." The clapping hands of the two people gradually stopped.

Slowly the barrier wall opened, and Hu Yibai directly swung Han Chenluo's body to Yu Wuxiu's feet with sword energy.

Means to let them clean up by themselves.

Yu Wuxiu sighed, looking at the writhing fragments on the corpse, he couldn't bear to look directly away: "I said, do you have to use this method?"

It was so gory and so obscene.

In fact, Yu Wuxiu's swordsmanship was also good, but he chose to be a sound repairer compared to the more lethal sword back then, because the rhythm of the sound kills people more beautifully and elegantly.

The blood of the two halves of the corpse on the ground gradually stopped flowing, and the fragments of the cloak seemed to be drawn together, and gradually formed a complete cloak, wrapping the two halves of the corpse together.

Then an incredible scene happened.

The eyeballs that were originally frozen in the eye sockets suddenly moved slowly, and then the bloodless hands and feet, and the purple marks and bruises on the skin slowly recovered under the cloak.

The person who was split in half just now came back to life under the eyes of everyone, and slowly got up.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the seats couldn't help but gasped.

Hua Jieyu looked at the 'corpse' that suddenly moved on the ground and hid behind Gu Lingzi and shouted: "Corpse?!"

Gu Lingzi's small childlike body was swayed left and right by her, but he couldn't break free: "Don't pull me!"

Yu Wuxiu glanced at them indifferently, with rare and strange in his eyes.

Han Chenluo stood up, shaking his newly grown muscles and bones. Every time he moved, there would be a crisp sound like a tree branch being snapped under the cloak.

He looked back at Hu Yibai on the stage.

Hu Yibai withdrew his disappearance, and was not surprised to see Han Chenluo who had come back from the dead. Just like what he said just now, the empty god body was originally unkillable.

Unless he went to the underworld to refill his name in the book of life and death.

But just now, he buried an egg of a seven-pointed firefly in Han Chenluo's body, and it can become an adult in just three days.

Yu Wuxiu supported Han Chenluo who was still staggering, and glanced at the golden silkworm cocoon in the barrier: "What should we do now?"

Han Chenluo straightened his sleeves, and cupped his hands towards Hu Yibai who was on the stage: "I have to 'die' every once in a while to continue using my tattered body. No one in the church is willing to do anything. I'm sorry for the chivalrous man. The golden silkworm Yuhan is willing to concede the bet, so I will give it to the noble clan. For the time being, I have disturbed you a lot today, so I will take my leave."

After all, Han Chenluo turned around and left with a few people.

Yu Wuxiu: "The two ghosts are gone?"

Han Shenluo: "I can't find them, Yun Kuo moved them out of Yaoshan Realm."

Yu Wuxiu frowned and said, "Then give them the golden silkworm cocoons too?"

Back then, it was snatched back from Leiyin Temple at the expense of the lives of many congregants.

Han Chenluo: "The golden silkworm cocoon is the most yang thing. The demon's yin energy is too heavy, and you are about to be raised to death by you. It happens that the yang energy in Yaoshan is very strong. Stay here and raise it. Take it back again." The tone was light.

Speaking of this, he thought of something again: "And I have found the right candidate."

Yu Wuxiu was startled, and couldn't help turning his head to look at the snow-white figure on the stage, and said in astonishment, "Will he agree?"

This person fought on behalf of Qianling, and he seemed to be a man of righteousness, how could he agree to succeed the leader of the Molin Sect.

Han Chenluo: "If he doesn't agree, I won't think of a way to get him to agree." As he spoke, he shook his head, and suddenly there was a loud bang, and he yelled in pain: "Oh no, this head is still a little crooked, hurry up and call me!" Punch right."

Yu Wuxiu: "..."

The author has something to say:

Han Shenluo: I finally found a candidate to succeed the leader

Yun Kuo: Just kidding, of course my apprentice has to inherit my mantle.

Emperor Qingqiu: ...Have you forgotten that he is my son?

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!