boom!

The moment Lu Wuchang opened his eyes, burning flames burst out from the endless dark sea of ​​consciousness.

Glorious and hot.

"How could this happen? Aren't you dying? Why do you still have such a desire to survive?"

The shadow was torn apart and screamed in shock.

Immediately afterwards, the darkness around was controlled again, roaring towards the ball of fireworks like a tide.

"So what if you have the desire to survive? Can you turn over if you are just an ant?"

The shadow sneered in a gloomy face.

He has a slim and a thin face as a skeleton.

A pair of eyes was scarlet and blood.

"ah!"

Lu Wuchang felt endless pressure around him, and his just-risen mind seemed to begin to float again, with strong unwillingness, anger, and resentment constantly fermenting in his heart.

Then, it exploded completely.

"I don't want to die, I want to take revenge, I want to take revenge..."

The originally dimmer fireworks seemed to have been suddenly added to a barrel of oil, and with a bang, it surged three to five times higher.

It collided directly with the phantom.

"How could this happen? No...ah..."

The phantom of the cold face was torn apart in an instant, and a scream of horror was heard in the darkness.

boom!

Lu Wuchang's fire of hatred became increasingly fierce, with a turbulent prairie fire, while the black phantom retreated frequently, but the fire of the prairie fire did not mean to let it go, and passed by and swallowed it.

Plop!

Lu Wuchang staggered and collapsed on the ground.

He felt like countless fires were stuffed into his mind, and the scorching barbecue of his soul.

A split headache.

"ah……"

Lu Wuchang held his head with both hands and roared quietly.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that there were endless pictures that began to flash in his mind.

It's like a movie.

A young and thin figure, a straight and long sword in his hand that was as red as blood.

He roamed the world in the world and reached the highest point.

In the end, he was surrounded by countless righteous paths in the world and suppressed the Ten Thousand Demons' Cemetery, and was seriously injured and fled.

By chance, it fell on the cliff of Luoyun Peak.

Then, it turned into a dry bone.

"King Xiaoyao... Xiaoyao's magical skills... Beiming insect... Blood-drinking knife..."

The vast and complex information is constantly flashing.

Lu Wuchang gradually accepted all the legacy of King Xiaoyao.

The sky gradually faded.

The bloody setting sun dyed the west a scarlet red, as if the river of flames was rolling in the sky.

Lu Wuchang opened his eyes again.

Scarlet red flows in my eyes.

He let out a hoarse and a little crazy laugh,

"Haha...Xiaoyao King...The No. 1 Devil in the Great Zhou River..."

"I will not die... God will give me a chance to avenge me... Zhao Zhen, you wait!"

"I want your family to be destroyed and your family will not be kept!"

After the roar.

Lu Wuchang's emotions gradually recovered, and then he turned around and looked at the dry bones scattered on the ground.

According to King Xiaoyao’s memory, the last Beiming insect egg is sealed in the stone platform under the dead bone.

That is the key to practicing the Xiaoyao magic skill.

"call!"

He let go of the bodies of his mother and sister, then supported his broken body with his bloody hands and crawled towards the stone platform.

A trace of blood was left on the ground.

He opened the dry grass, found the stone slab in his memory, and then moved it away carefully.

Below this is a hole the size of a fist.

The hole seemed to be penetrated by a powerful true qi, and the surroundings were smooth and flat, and a black egg the size of a little finger nail was lying inside.

"Bei Ming Zombie Egg."

"Feeding with blood will bring life to the owner."

While recalling the information about the Beiming insect egg in his mind, Lu Wuchang took it out.

The eggs are not big, but they are very heavy.

It is much heavier than a stone of the same size, and may be heavier than an iron block.

Heavy.

"Blood..."

Lu Wuchang took a deep breath and placed the insect egg on his legs.

Buzz!

When the insect eggs touched the blood, they immediately burst out with a slight red light, and then cracks appeared on the surface.

Lu Wuchang's lower limbs no longer felt, but he could see that strands of blood began to be absorbed quickly.

Crunch! Crunch!

What's even more strange is that his left leg began to show signs of shriveling.

In the past, he was just a mere scholar.

I have never practiced martial arts at all.

The Beiming insect is the most treasure in the world, and the qi and blood required for its fertility and growth are quite a lot.

So the qi and blood in one leg seemed not enough.

Soon, the left leg was completely sucked dry, the skin wrapped around the bones like bark, and the trouser legs were empty.

Even bones can be seen.

"Anyway, they are all useless legs. There is no difference whether there is or not."

Lu Wuchang smiled bitterly and placed Beiming insect egg on his right leg.

It continues to absorb blood.

Soon, the leg became shriveled.

But the cracks on the insect eggs also began to change.

Click.

When one of the right leg was completely destroyed, the insect egg stopped absorbing and the egg shell cracked.

A small beetle the size of a rice grain and white all over the body came out.

It twisted for a moment, stretched out its wings, and flew into Lu Wuchang's palm.

"Is this the Beimingworm?"

Lu Wuchang touched it carefully.

Although it is only a primary larvae, the insect shell is hard enough.

In my memory, it should be at the level of inseparable swords and guns, and inviolable water and fire, and in the future, it will be able to resist the attacks of blood and energy after growing into an intermediate adult.

Bei Ming Cuckoo held his six legs hard in his palm, and Lu Wuchang felt a little stinging pain.

He tilted his head and looked down. The Beiming Cuckoo's mouth was like the beak teeth of a long bull, opening and closing left and right, and a cold light was faintly flashing.
To be continued...