Xuan Huan: Winning is numb, my disciples have systems

Chapter 609 How about I play with you?

"Just like that?"

The sound fell.

The blood condensed into a small palm, the size of a five or six-year-old child, and it grabbed onto Zhou Changshou's calf.

"Come on, call!"

The voice fell, and the little palm was violently exerted.

There was only a sound of "bang".

Countless strong men of the Great Zhou Dynasty only felt a chill between their legs, and couldn't help tightening their legs.

The crucial little lump of that person was blasted to pieces at this moment.

Zhou Changshou now only has two legs left.

However, Zhou Changshou still did not call.

Not because of being strong, or anything.

After sitting in the bath for many years and never using it, this thing has long lost its feeling.

However, the loss of both arms at the moment made him feel a deep chill in his heart.

If it goes on like this, this monster is afraid that it will turn itself into a pig, and even kill itself.

He, no matter what, must not just die like this!

Seeing that Zhou Changshou didn't yell, Xuelang immediately became even more dissatisfied.

At this time, it seemed to hear something.

After a while, he suddenly laughed out loud.

The next moment, he raised his hand and uttered magic words.

In all directions, the powerful Gorefiend clan stopped their attacks for a while, and retreated one after another, giving the powerful members of the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty a chance to breathe.

Just when everyone was guessing whether Xuelang was going to let go of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The voice of Blood Hammer sounded again:

"This is your old sage, this is your human race. In order to survive, you are willing to work like a cow or a horse for me, manage you, and pay tribute to you."

When he said a word, he was shocked in all directions.

"Impossible, it's impossible."

"Devil, don't try to slander the old sage, he is not what you said!"

"If you want to kill or cut, I still have the strength to fight in the Great Zhou Dynasty, why should I do this?"

Several people spoke one after another.

"Sure enough, the human race is so stupid."

Xuelang disdains, looks at Zhou Changshou:

"If you dare to admit it, I will give you a chance to live."

There was silence all around, all eyes turned to Zhou Changshou, waiting for Zhou Changshou's answer.

For most people, this old sage with a reputation and a dazzling past will inevitably refuse directly and deny the slander of this monster.

Cunning devil, this method is simply impossible...

Many people were thinking about it when Zhou Changshou's voice sounded:

"I am willing to submit to His Royal Highness the Demon King and serve as a cow and a horse for the Demon King."

There was a sudden silence between heaven and earth.

An expression of disbelief suddenly appeared on everyone's faces.

Their old sage, unexpectedly, admitted it!

At this moment, in the deathly silence, other voices sounded invisible.

The hearts of the people in the Great Zhou Dynasty were completely dispersed.

In the distance, Lu Changzhi looked at this scene and shook his head slightly.

It has to be said that although this Blood Lang does not do things straightforwardly, it has done many things with considerable impact.

Even if today's blood demon catastrophe is resolved, it may be difficult for the Great Zhou Dynasty to reunite in the future.

For a big force, once the hearts of the people are scattered, it will be over sooner or later.

"What a great attitude."

The Xuelang clicked his tongue, which was full of emotion.

But suddenly the topic changed:

"Unfortunately, to me, a traitor is worse than a dog."

"So, you should die."

While speaking, the blood condensed into a palm, grabbing Zhou Changshou's neck.

Zhou Changshou's expression suddenly changed, he looked at Xue Lang stubbornly, as if he was about to say something, but was restrained by the blood hand, unable to express his expression.

But judging from the shock and anger in his eyes, it was obvious that this situation was beyond his expectation.

I am willing to surrender, why don't you give yourself a way out!

But in the face of this, this time, there were not many anxious voices.

Many people are still immersed in the shock of what Zhou Changshou said just now.

Just when Xuelang was about to pull out Zhou Changshou's head and spine, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded:

"and many more."

"How about I play with you?"

A voice sounded, and a figure came, walking over the air, and stopped quietly not far in front of Xuelang.

In an instant, Xuelang's thoughts came to explore.

The next moment, Xuelang's expression changed slightly.

Because of this person's aura, he couldn't see through it?

Of course, as a demon king, although he was injured, it didn't affect his mind perception.

He could still tell that this inability to see through should not be due to the opponent's realm and strength, but a means.

At the moment, he paused for Zhou Changshou's head-pulling action, and said:

"Tell me, how do you play?"

"It's very simple." The figure said:

"You and I are singled out, if I win, let this old sage go."

Xue Lang sneered:

"Then what if you lose?"

"You don't need to do anything about this land in all directions. I will fetch everything you want, how about it?"

Xuelang didn't answer immediately, stared at the figure for a moment, and said:

"It seems that you are very confident."

"Confident or not, it depends on whether you want to play."

This figure is exactly Lu Changzhi.

The current situation has reached the point where it is necessary to take action.

Otherwise, as time goes by, the blood hammer's injury is bound to recover.

Zhou Changshou would also die in the hands of the blood hammer, his body was completely destroyed.

Zhou Changshou's soul is dead when he dies, and his physical body is still useful.

I still have a soul with the talent of [Little Luck], waiting for a suitable body to settle in.

After understanding through the system, Zhou Changshou's current body is not his original body.

With such a physical body, when the time comes, the unlucky [little luck] Qi Zhan can directly move in with his soul.

You can also print your talent yourself.

one stone two bird.

"Come."

Xuelang nodded, threw Zhou Changshou aside, and said:

"Let me see how you plan to play."

Obviously, the term "play" is quite attractive to him.

At the same time, Xuelang uttered a magic word, and the bloodfiend powerhouses all around stepped back temporarily, showing the attitude of watching the excitement.

On the side of the Great Zhou Dynasty, they all looked closely at the figure and talked a lot at the same time.

"Who is this figure, who has the confidence to confront this terrifying demon?"

"Could it be, the old old saint of our holy pilgrimage?"

"Impossible. That was all many years ago. The voice that spoke just now is a bit young, so it shouldn't be possible."

"I don't know how they want to play. This demon is so strong, how do I feel about playing? If the strength is not enough, I'm afraid it will be extremely dangerous."

Everyone was discussing and speculating, but many people were slightly relieved to be able to buy such time.

Human nature is like this, the danger is terrible, but as long as it doesn't fall on yourself, it's okay.

"Give me a trick?"

Lu Changzhi spoke up.

Xue Lang stared at Lu Changzhi for about a breath, then nodded:

"Row."

Hearing this, Lu Changzhi didn't say anything more, and divided his mind, prepared the simple brush and the holy king's several strokes bracelet on his hand. At the same time, his mind sank into the seed of chaos, and tried it as expected.

When he first crossed the tribulation, he had some understanding of thunder and punishment through the seed of chaos.

Right now, since Xuelang is willing, let's use it to give it a try.

The Seed of Chaos trembled slightly, and within it, the light of tribulation thunder emerged, together with the aura of thunder calamity.

A moment later, a burst of energy emerged from Lu Changzhi's body, and then rushed straight to Jiutian.

Boom!

Nine days above, there was a muffled thunder explosion.

Immediately afterwards, the faces of all the great Zhou pilgrimage powerhouses present showed strange expressions, as if they were seeing ghosts.

"Isn't it, at this time, the saint's thunder tribulation?!"