Chapter 1918: Can’t Help

Well!

The quiet night made Zhao Yun's muffled humming sound particularly drowsy.

The demons in his heart became more and more violent, so fierce that even he lost his mind several times.

Wow!

The iron chains that locked him made a clanging sound.

All because of his unstable mind and signs of going berserk, his energy, blood, immortal power, and origin all became violent. For a few moments, he almost saw the iron chain of the law being torn apart.

seal up!

Xingyue cast a spell, and also used the law to become an iron chain, locking Zhao Yun hundreds of times.

Even so, she was still worried, and there were many restraints and blessings one after another.

"He's better than me."

Zhi Luo was also there, and what she said came from the bottom of her heart.

Not only him, Xingyue, as a god, also had this realization.

Not to mention anything else, Zhao Yun's achievements at the same time and level are unmatched by anyone in history, including the founder of the Nine Myths and the Eternal Lineage.

"What will happen if he can't overcome this inner demon tribulation?" the young man in white asked in a low voice.

"He will become an out-and-out big devil, with no clear consciousness and no human emotions. Some will kill completely until he annihilates the world." Ancient God Xingyue said leisurely.

"He can cross it." Zhi Luo whispered.

Yes, he can definitely cross it, and Ancient God Xingyue also believes in it unconditionally.

How could one of the most amazing people of this era be defeated by the inner demons?

Click!

When the three of them were talking, the iron chain of the law broke. It was broken by Zhao Yun's violent origin.

Then, there is the second path, the third path, and the fourth path.

It should be that Zhao Yun's background is too terrifying, and it seems that the iron chain of law can no longer lock him.

And the imprisonment set by Ancient God Xingyue was also blown up in pieces at this moment.

ban!

Zhi Luo scolded lightly and used her divine eyes to cast a secret technique to forcibly restrain Zhao Yun.

Although the young man in white was in poor condition, he still cast an illusory spell.

These two of them are just fighting in a small way, and Xingyue is the main force.

But even the gods could not suppress Zhao Yun, and the iron chain of the law was torn apart.

"Boss, hold on."

Long Yuan trembled, and together with Xian Lei and Hun Tianhuo, came to help.

Ancient God Xingyue flicked his sleeves and used his great supernatural powers to lock these three people upright.

Zhao Yun is their master, and now his mind is unstable. Whether it is his natal magic weapon, natal fire or natal thunder, it will be affected. Not to mention helping, it will be good if he doesn't cause trouble later.

As expected of a god, he has foresight.

When the light of dawn fell, the three of them became abnormal. One became more violent than the other, and they went crazy against the seals of the stars and the moon. This was also a reflection of Zhao Yun's state of mind.

"Don't sleep."

Xingyue reached into Zhao Yun's Zifu with one hand and took out the white-bearded old man.

This old man, the moment he wakes up, feels like he has had a few drinks and is unable to stand firmly.

Mr. Zhao is indispensable for his being like this. He had too much blood and was severely anemic.

"Who will bleed me?"

Even if I can't stand firmly, it doesn't stop me from scolding my mother at all.

No one gave him the answer because it was obvious.

Such lawless behavior is in line with someone's personality.

Eh?

After he stood firm, the old Taoist let out a light sigh and scanned Zhao Yun up, down, left and right.

If I read it correctly, this is the inner demon calamity! That arrives so fast?

"Help." Xingyue said, and turned into a law iron chain.

"Can't help." The old Taoist face was not as dark as usual.

Someone is not a dog, but the things he does are really dogs.

The essence of the original blood is so great. If you give it to him, won't you be afraid of being punished by God?

"At a certain time of a certain year, a certain day, a certain month, someone greets your ancestors."

The master led him in. The practice depends on the individual. At this moment, the young man in white seemed to have a big idea. He was holding a small notebook and doing a lot of dancing. To put it nicely, it was recording, and to put it worse, it was to make a report. Waiting for Zhao Yun to wake up. When he got it, he gave it to Zhao Yun for appreciation.

"You still looked pleasing to the eye when you were a monk."

The old man spoke deeply, and his face was already dark and translucent.

Then I would like to greet my ancestors. You kid is telling lies with your eyes open!

Whether it's the truth or a lie, he is really cowarded, because this little brat will really make things difficult for him. If Zhao Yunruo is unhappy, he must not be sent to the West!

"Hey, whose disciple is this, so outstanding?"

The old Taoist sighed for a while, but still used the method of confinement.

Xingyue had no time to pay attention to him, because Zhao Yun's long hair had turned blood red.

This is no longer a sign of obsession, but half a foot has been caught suddenly.

Looking at its energy and blood, it seems that it has transformed into a demon, and its origin, which should have been shining with gold, has turned into pitch black at this moment. The most frightening thing is its strange phenomenon, whether it is the mountains, rivers, grass, trees, or the sun, moon and stars, they are all as if they were covered by Washed with blood, the scarlet color is shocking.

"You two, stand back." Xingyue said calmly.

Retreating, Zhi Luo and the young man were both retreating, but they were not retreating by themselves. They were knocked back step by step by Zhao Yun's violent demon. Their faces were filled with shock.

Zhao Yun was too strong, so strong that it made their hearts tremble. Even if they were chained by the law, they could not withstand his evil spirit. If they lost their minds and went wild, a slap would not break them up.

"What the hell!"

The old man raised his eyes and looked up, down, left and right.

Of course, he was not admiring the beautiful scenery, but wanted to see where he would run and soar into the sky.

If Zhao Yun breaks the confinement, he is not allowed to run away! Don't run and wait to be destroyed?

"Stick to the altar."

Xingyue has said this more than once.

Since it is a calamity caused by inner demons, outsiders cannot help.

What they can do now is to restrain Zhao Yun as much as possible to prevent him from causing a massacre when he becomes possessed.

“Only by never forgetting your original intention can you succeed.”

Zhao Yun always recited the words said by countless seniors.

The inner demon tribulation was so fierce that he still clung to the last trace of sanity.

As long as his mind is not completely lost, he can use his Taoist mind to get rid of the so-called inner demons.

"Zhi Luo is here."

Outside the hospital, a call came, just four words, like thunder.

Looking sideways, I realized it was an old man in black robes, leaning on a dragon-headed staff.

In addition to him, there was also the guy from Guiyang, who looked very ugly because he was afraid that he had been reprimanded.

He didn't come here to flirt with girls. He was forced to come here by the elders in the clan. What's his intention? Naturally, I wanted to find Zhi Luo again to find out more about what happened before.

Zhi Luo had already expected this.

After all, it involves a Ji Dao artifact, a Nine Heaven Prayer Star Pearl, and two divine dragon energy. It would be strange for an old guy of the Guiyang lineage not to feel distressed. How could he be willing to do so without finding the murderer?

"Guitian Laojun."

The white-bearded old man looked at it and couldn't help but feel his heart tremble.

That old guy is not an ordinary god, he is a real quasi-emperor god. He is only half a step away from reaching the emperor god realm. Now that I am here in person, he is obviously not here to enjoy the mountains and rivers.

Whoosh!

Zhiluo is like a gust of wind, passing through the wall.

As for the room, restrictions have been carved to prevent outsiders from peeking.

"I've met Senior Guitian." Zhi Luo knew etiquette well and bowed her hands.

"Junior, you should know the purpose of my coming." Guitian Laojun spoke slowly.

"As I said before, Taoist friend Guiyang was seriously injured when he arrived." Zhi Luo whispered.

"When will Chuyao's disciple learn to lie?" Guitian Laojun said calmly.

"What this junior said is true. Even if Master is present, I will still say this." Although Zhi Luo was taciturn, she did not blush at all when she told lies, so she could not bring Zhao Yun out.

Besides, it was Guiyang who provoked him first, so he couldn't blame anyone else if he lost.

Zhao Yun has already withheld his hand. If he was really cruel, would Guiyang still be able to stand here?

"Do you know the consequences of covering up?"

Guiyang Laojun's tone became a little colder.

He glanced across the room as he spoke.

Who knows which great god has placed the restriction, but he can't see through it.

All he knew was that there was someone in the room, and that the room was full of evil spirits.

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Great China will live forever, and I wish everyone a happy National Day!