Chapter 738 Fist Intent

At this moment, looking at Qian Wangsun who had not answered for a long time, the mechanical shadow in front of him murmured: "Time is running out, I have to go in... Every second... Xia Li, the Great Elder, they will cross It’s getting more and more dangerous…”

Qian Wangsun shouted: "Xia Li is dead? How can we turn back time?"

Zhou Bai sighed: "There is no time... we will turn back time anyway... I'm sorry Qian Wangsun..."

"Zhou Bai..."

"Zhou Bai...Zhou Bai..."

"Zhou Bai...Zhou Bai...Zhou Bai..."

I don't know when, bursts of murmurings kept ringing from the darkness in the distance. In the darkness, twisted figures slowly walked over. Qian Wangsun and Sanmai glanced over and found that they all had strange expressions. Zhou Bai.

Along with their murmurs, more and more shadowy and strange human figures seemed to emerge from the darkness from the ground, from the walls, from the roof, from the pillars, and from the air.

With the whisper of the mechanical shadow, the mad disaster was launched, and the void responded to Zhou Bai's name and reacted to the material world.

At the same time, with the erosion of the power of the void, all life within this range has a tendency to become distorted.

"This..." Feeling the restlessness in his heart, Samadhi roared: "It is the power of distortion! Be careful! Transform quickly! Fight with demon blood!"

Qian Wangsun looked at Zhou Bai with an ugly expression: "Zhou Bai? Have you really mastered the power of distortion?"

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"Zhou Bai has mastered the power of distortion." Qian Wangsun stood there, recalling the conversation he might have had with Zhou Bai after walking all the way to the right.

Going back in time...

Absorb hexagrams...

Whispering, void, distortion...

The scenes were running through his mind.

It's a pity that his ability can only foresee once at most, and he cannot foresee further to see the further future.

Samadhi looked at him and said, "Do you see the future where we go to the right? Or will we meet Zhou Bai?"

Touching his eyes, Qian Wangsun said slowly: "We can't go to the right, we will meet Zhou Bai. His current power is too weird and aberrant. We can't defeat him with just the two of us."

He raised his head, and there seemed to be countless lights and shadows flowing in his eyes, and he was making the next prediction.

Just listen to him murmuring: "Surrounded, there are many Zhou Bai... They are all transformed by demons... and they also have twisted power..." As Qian Wangsun's ability was activated, white hairs emerged from him. His face suddenly swelled up, and his whole person began to change in the direction of the demon.

Looking at Qian Wangsun's somewhat sad face, Samadhi just sighed and did not comfort him. He has seen too many similar situations. He has witnessed many comrades taking refuge in immortals, and has seen many distortions in their companions.

There is nothing he can do about the sadness of witnessing the changes in his companions. He can only hope that Qian Wangsun can overcome the past by himself.

Qian Wangsun murmured: "We are surrounded. There are too many Zhou Bai. If we can't stop them, we will go directly to the leader."

The two people quickly retreated, walking through the countless pillars on the formation layer. The more they advanced, the more they could feel the changes in their spiritual skills. It felt like...the air was becoming more and more turbid and smelly. .

If ordinary people stay in such a concentration of pollution, they may already be distorted.

Qian Wangsun and Sanmai's bodies changed drastically, and they had to use the power of demon blood to suppress the possibility of distortion.

Then he saw that Samadhi had turned into a giant wolf that walked upright, and Qian Wangsun had also turned into a liger with snow-white hair and horns.

The two people who transformed into demonic forms moved even faster, and soon came to a pillar that was dozens of meters wide.

Then I saw a big hole opened at the bottom of the pillar, and streams of thick blood-colored mist continued to flow through it, constantly changing into various strange shapes.

Li Xiuzhu was standing at the entrance of the large cave at this moment, with his spiritual power firmly holding against the entrance, and in direct contact with this seriously contaminated spiritual machine.

His appearance also changed drastically at this moment, his whole body was covered with green dragon scales, huge dragon horns grew out of his forehead, and his hands were opened like dragon claws, blocking the violent spirit machine.

Under the erosion of the surging pollution spirit, his body continued to rise and fall, twisting, as if using the power of the demon to suppress the abnormal reaction.

As if sensing the arrival of Qian Wangsun and Sanmai, Li Xiuzhu said without looking back: "Why are you here? Someone is coming, and you can't stop it?"

Samadhi: "It's Zhou Bai, he has mastered the power of distortion."

Qian Wangsun kept looking around, but did not notice the arrival of the two awakened beings Anni and Qin Lin. His heart sank: 'Were they killed by Zhou Bai? ’

When Li Xiuzhu heard this, he sighed lightly, thought for a while and said, "I want to block the pollution spirit machine and repair the core. I can't move for the time being."

Li Xiuzhu: "Qian Wangsun, you come to bear part of my fist intention, and use your ability and my fist intention to stop Zhou Bai."

Qian Wangsun asked in surprise: "Can the fist spirit be passed on to others?"

Li Xiuzhu smiled and said: "You can, because we are the same kind of people. You can inherit my will, so you can inherit my fist intention."

Samadhi on the side seemed to have known this for a long time, without any doubts, and just said: "How long will it take to repair the formation?"

Li Xiuzhu: "It's very difficult, and after repairing it, I will probably lose consciousness or become deformed. It will be up to you then."

Qian Wangsun: "Aberration? Will you die?"

Li Xiuzhu laughed loudly: "Qian Wangsun, please remember, everyone will die, I am the same, you are the same, if people live too long, not only will it be useless, but it will hinder the development of civilization, just like those immortals God-like.

Only death is the guarantee that civilization can be passed on and progress forever. It makes people still human.

I have taught you my philosophy, my plan, and my Big Fantian Fist Intent. If I die, then you will be the leader of Fantian Cult in the future. If you find that I am wrong, overthrow my will and find a new one. road. "

"Okay, I don't have time to say any more. Qian Wangsun, please calm down, let your mind wander, and prepare to receive my punch."

Qian Wangsun felt his head sink. In a daze, someone seemed to punch him in front of him and hit him hard on the head.

A mighty and endless will, like the nine heavens of the Milky Way, poured into his brain. At this moment, Qian Wangsun felt that his eyes were blank, he could not see anything, and he could not think of anything.

Just when Qian Wangsun was receiving Li Xiuzhu's fist, whispers came through, and twisted and weird figures kept crawling out of the darkness.

"Zhou Bai...Zhou Bai..."

Throughout the darkness, there seemed to be countless lives chanting Zhou Bai's name.

Samadhi stood in front of Qian Wangsun, looking in the dark direction, his eyes full of alertness and nervousness.

The two figures held hands and slowly floated up from the darkness.

Zhou Bai was wearing the Doomsday Skeleton Armor, and in his hand was the Human Emperor Sword, which was completely black and wrapped in the black evil spirit of Guihai. The other hand held Xuannv tightly, and when she looked at the demonized Qian Wangsun, Samai and Li Xiuzhu in front of her, her right eye exuded a strange blood light.

Xuannv was wearing the Abyss Dark Dragon Armor, holding Zhou Bai's hand in one hand, and holding the Mofa Tian Abnormal Sword upside down in the other. She looked deeply at the tainted inspiration that kept rolling and pouring out, but was blocked by Li Xiuzhu, her eyes filled with longing.