Abandoned son to become god

However, in the next second, Six Dice suddenly turned into a prototype, and fell on his hand from the air, without any movement.

Shen Qi's heart felt cold, and he pinched his fingers quickly, but he didn't find any damage, but there was indeed no movement, and now that he had lost his cultivation base, he couldn't even perceive the origin force, let alone know the six dice What the hell happened.

He smiled wryly and raised his lips, still stuffed the dice into the skirt of his clothes, stood up staggeringly, clutched his injured dantian, dragged his heavy steps, and slowly approached the mass of black air that fell to the ground.

The surrounding voices gradually became clearer, and there were heart-piercing screams everywhere, making him terrified, and all the trees and trees rose up. He reflexively formed seals with both hands, but his body was empty, and no element could be detected.

He can no longer make alchemy, can no longer draw talismans, and can no longer climb to the top of the cultivation world as he said at the beginning, and protect his master for a lifetime.

He was real and lost it all.

"Ha, ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha..."

Shen Qi covered his face and looked up to the sky and screamed, he didn't want to see the world clearly anymore, the churning pain became heavier and heavier in his chest, the suppressed one almost burst out from his body.

This breath of despair instantly attracted the black air around him, and he couldn't help but start to move around, rushing to send some seductive words into Shen Qi's ears.

"All cultivators in the world are hypocrites, but they are born with demon bodies and have not been possessed by demons, but they still drive you away, completely disregarding your life and death."

"Yes, yes! Why don't you just repair the demons and kill them later, and see if anyone dares to say anything?"

"If I had known this, I should have watched that person die. Whether it is death, or falling into the devil forever, what does it have to do with you?"

The blood in Shen Qi's eyes gradually deepened after these words.

And the black energy also took this opportunity to slowly approach him, and when there was still half a punch away, they rushed forward and completely swallowed Shen Qi.

The blood slowly flowed across the ground, attracting more black air to surround it, like a giant cocoon, getting bigger and bigger, and the sound of gnawing and gnawing can be heard endlessly, making one's heart numb.

Shen Qi could clearly feel the warmth in his body gradually dissipating, and his consciousness also began to become blurred.

Just at this moment, the jade pendant with the characters Abandoned and Heng engraved on his bosom scalded his chest like a furnace.

He opened his tired and heavy eyes, and looked at the emerald-green words, as if he saw Zong Heng, who had always been indifferent and indifferent, still dressed in white clothes like snow, handsome and unparalleled, standing under the peach blossom tree, his clothes turned upside down Fei, with cold eyes.

Seeing him from a distance, the eyes that were as cold as frost and snow melted a little in a moment, fingers like white jade gently stroked his long hair, and softly called: "Outcast."

He murmured his lips, with tears in his eyes, and said uncomfortably: "Master, don't you want anyone else, can I be the only one? I can accompany you to pursue the Dao of Correction you want, and I can accompany you to save the common people. Even if they don't like me, as long as you like me, I will protect them. This time, I will protect Chen Huan, right? But Master, why don't you want me anymore!! Why don't you trust me! Why do you Never want to look at me again!!"

"Pfft..." Shen Qi vomited black blood full of stasis, and suddenly the Lingtai was clear, his eyes were covered with blood, his black hair turned white, like frost and snow covered the ground, and his white clothes instantly turned into thick Inky black.

Those black qi that were greedily eating also felt the strong coercion in an instant, and turned around in panic and ran away.

However, Shen Qi's hollow dantian seemed to have a big hole, frantically absorbing all the black energy into his body.

With more and more black energy, a certain limit in his body was also being crazily impacted.

"Bang" something broke.

Those black qi did not block any more, and flowed through every part of Shen Qi's body in an instant, hitting his weak meridians and tempering them.

The unbearable tearing pain made him bite his lip hard, blood overflowed, drops fell to the ground, and was pulled back into his body by the black air.

Shen Qi could clearly feel that his cultivation base was rising like lightning, and even the five senses became clear, as if he had cleared the fog, and finally saw the original appearance of the demonic energy that surrounded him.

His face was ugly, dripping with blood, and there were rotten pieces of meat hanging on his body, and he could still smell the stench of corpses if he got close.

These things are already dead, but because of hatred and unwillingness, they have become walking demonic energy, devouring each other and killing each other, forming a continuous stream of magical power around them, breeding this land full of death.

And this kind of land, Shen Qi once heard from the reincarnation realm, is called the island of dead spirits.

That island is full of remnants of monsters that died thousands of years ago. Because the island is nourished by the blood of pain, it has given birth to indelible magic power, and it is a place that many magicians like.

But it is also very dangerous, because the cultivation method of magic cultivator is very simple, it is to devour the opponent's magic power to help improve the cultivation base.

Now, the magic power of these remnants of monsters is also captured by the magic energy in his body, turning into blood and flowing into his body, helping him climb up.

There was a "bang", and at some point in the sky, the sky thunder gathered and became bigger and bigger, gradually filling the sky.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck, and the six dice, which had not moved at all, suddenly rushed out, collided with the thunder, and shattered, turning into a jet-black magic pattern dice, bursting out monstrous demonic energy, while crazily absorbing the thunder.

Shen Qi frowned slightly watching all this, and when Liu Dice came back with thunder and lightning, he consciously formed a shield to protect him and strengthen his cultivation.

He stretched out his hand to inspect the six dice, and did not perceive the spirit of the weapon, but this behavior was too humane.

However, before he could figure it out, thunder and lightning began to strike intensively, layer upon layer of oppression superimposed, like a giant mountain pressing down on the top, forcing Shen Qi to bleed, and resisting with all his strength.

The demonic energy in his body was whining, screaming in pain, and full of resentment rushed straight into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness, wantonly destroying and destroying.

The oppression of thunder and lightning was getting closer and closer, and he gradually came to the brink of collapse, but the unwillingness deep in his heart steadfastly supported him.

He wants to see his master, no matter whether he accepts him as an apprentice or abandons him, he still wants to see his master again.

For this, he is willing to pay any price.

In an instant, his eyes were blood red, all the black at the end of his hair turned white, and he was dressed in black like a demon coming down, erupting a terrifying coercion, which collided violently with the dense thunder and lightning.

"Bang" everything has dissipated, the thunderclouds in the sky have disappeared, and dust is everywhere in the ground.

Under the flowing night, Shen Qi, who was dressed in black and tall and tall, was silent in the world, his eyes soaked with blood, and rolled maliciously.

He rolled the six dice one by one, threw it into the sky, and threw a zero, which turned into a black hole. The corners of Shen Qi's lips curled slightly, stepped in, and landed in front of Wuliang Mountain.

The corpses of disciples were all over the ground, and the blood was covered under the steps and trees. There was still a lot of black air on these corpses.

Shen Qi approached slowly, and found that there was still someone lying on the steps panting heavily. It was the servant boy of Wuliang Mountain. He immediately held the six dice and rushed to the servant boy, just about to ask Knowing the situation, the servant boy suddenly shrank his pupils and let out a shrill cry.

In an instant, five elders appeared out of thin air, surrounded him, and drew their swords out of their sheaths, reaching for him.

The second elder said solemnly: "Shen Qi, in just one year, you not only killed people everywhere without repenting, but now you want to come to Wuliang Mountain to slaughter all the disciples in the pavilion. It is useless for the pavilion master to explain it to you! You! In vain!"

The malice that had just entered the demon instantly filled his chest, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, bloodthirsty emotions flashed across his eyes, he rolled up his cuffs to block those thunder swords, and with another wave, he was as powerful and domineering as a monstrous sea wave , surged away.

The five elders resisted with all their strength, but they were still forced to take a few steps back, and finally were protected by Mo Dao and Murong Xian together.

Mo Dao's cultivation base is unfathomable, just taking a step forward, it is like a mountain crushing the top, crushing and sinking the ground under his feet in an instant.

Shen Qi sneered and raised his lips, threw six dice in the air again, turned into thousands of sharp swords, pointed coldly at Mo Dao's head, and said: "Mo Dao, I just want to see Master during this trip."

Mo Dao directly drew his sword, and stood in front of Shen Qi, his brows were as cold as blood, and he said ruthlessly: "A person with a heinous crime is not worthy of seeing the Pavilion Master.

Shen Qi couldn't bear the boiling anger any longer, his eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his forehead burst violently and said: "Then, I'll kill you all!"

As soon as the words fell, thousands of sharp swords with fierce sword intent stabbed at everyone present like lightning, and the monstrous coercion drowned them all.

This strong magic power made everyone's heart shudder. They never expected that in just one year, Shen Qi's cultivation had become so high that they had no room to fight back.

Now only Mo Dao and Murong Xian can contend against Shen Qi, but Murong Xian has to protect the remaining disciples and elders, and only Mo Dao can fight against him.

But the speed at which Mo Dao absorbs elements is far slower than Shen Qi's speed of absorbing magic power, so it is only a stick of incense before Mo Dao is already showing signs of fatigue.

Everyone present knew that it could not go on any longer. If Mo Dao was killed by Shen Qi in Yizun Pavilion, then he would no longer have any face in Yunluo Continent.

At this moment, the disciples who were waiting in the martial arts school also ran over. Among them, Chen Huan looked at the staggered figures in midair, and couldn't help shouting: "Shen Qi, how many more do you have to kill to be willing!"

After the magic weapon collided again, Shen Qi and Mo Dao were alone, their eyes were cold and sharp, and they were wary of each other.

Hearing Chen Huan's shout, Shen Qi couldn't help the burning anger in his heart, and said sharply: "What nonsense are you talking about!!"

His dantian was completely destroyed, and he was lying on the island of the dead with his flesh and blood being swallowed by those remnant souls. Now he has become a demon just because he wants to see his master, but these people all pour dirty water on him!

However, the disciples below all looked at him in great pain, even Chen Huan, who he had saved, looked disappointed.