The blood lines it left in Jiang Zizai's body, all withered. There was a lot of demonic energy inside the blood lines, and there was nowhere to go in Jiang Zizai's body, and finally it retreated back to the place where the ancient god marks were marked.

Originally, he was about to retreat to Lu Dingxing's body, but Jiang Zi felt dizzy at this moment. He fell to the ground softly, and his palm could not completely pull off the black eyeball...

He was unwilling to give up. Although he didn't know what the situation is now, as long as he pulled it off, even though Lu Dingxing lost one of his eyes, it would be at least safe.

However, for some reason, this turmoil in the natal totem caused a lot of consumption to his spirit.

He could only faint in the midst of Jiang Yanning and the others' nervous shouts, and the world returned to blank.

The next process was like having a very distant dream, like a deep sleep.

It seems that it has been a very long time.

Finally, he gradually regained his mind, suddenly woke up, and jumped up!

He is still on a deserted island!

The sky turned into a blood-colored vortex before, and then turned into a dim yellow, returning to its original appearance.

The wind was calm, as if everything was over...

"elder brother!"

In a daze, someone called him, but turned around and found that it was Ruo Xiaoyue.

Her eyes were wet and she hugged herself, and then everyone else was there, Jiang Yanning, Beishan Jin, Wanqian, and there were also bells, lying in Jiang Zizai's arms and crying, with a grievance.

Jiang Zizai gradually woke up and recalled what happened before.

"Where is the panda?" Jiang Zizai asked in a trembling voice.

He remembered that in the end, he couldn't pull the eyeball off.

"He..." Ruo Xiaoyue's face turned pale.

"Die?" Jiang Zizai asked hoarsely.

"No, but..."

Jiang Zizai had no time to wait for her to hesitate. He went around them directly and saw Lu Dingxing sitting cross-legged under a tree.

His own situation is actually fine. Those blood lines are in a hurry to go to the sea of ​​natal life, which has caused limited damage to his body. This period of cultivation has almost recovered.

"Brother, he's fine." Ruo Xiaoyue chased after him and said anxiously.

"But, that eye is still inside." Jiang Jinning added.

"Then I'll dig it out again." Jiang Zizai said.

"I can't dig it out, it's long, inside." Suddenly, an extremely strange voice came. The sound was very low and intermittent, as if it was already very difficult to say a word.

This is Lu Dingxing's voice, but it is even more mechanic than the previous voice.

While speaking, he raised his head and looked at Jiang Zizai.

Jiang Zizai looked at it. The blood line spreading on the left side of his body with his left eye as the core still existed, so that his body still had such a monstrous demonic energy.

The blood-red left eye was almost synchronized with the right eye, staring at Jiang Zizai with the same eyes, but the blood-red left eye was particularly fierce and the demonic energy surged.

"Boss, I'm not dead." He stood up, his body was particularly burly. Looking at Jiang Zizai with such condescending contempt, he actually felt a sense of oppression, from his blood-red left eye.

"I can't dig it out, it's growing inside?" Jiang Zizai was stunned.

Lu Dingxing stretched out his palm, blocked his right eye, and activated his lips with difficulty, saying, "This way, you can see it."

"Is this your eyes?" Jiang Zizai asked in disbelief.

This is the eyes of the gods and demons who don’t know where they come from. How could they become his eyes?

"No, I know, maybe it has something to do with you." His way of speaking was very strange, as if his mind was very confused, and he needed to clarify his thoughts. When he spoke, he pointed at Jiang Zizai's totem.

"He is dead, and the eyes left behind are like corpses, grow like me." Lu Dingxing gritted his teeth, and his left eye kept flashing with blood. The blood light walked along the blood line and all over his body.

Jiang Zizai probably knows what's going on.

Lu Dingxing said that Jiang Zizai's totem killed the "he" who controlled the black eyes, which was like a soul. Then the eye became a corpse, but it was connected to his body, filling his lost left eye.

Originally, it was impossible to 'use waste', but it was normal for such a magical thing to undergo such a change, after all, it was something that flew out from the center of the vortex of this evolutionary world.

"What's going on with you?" he asked.

"No, I know, a little, confused, and unscrupulous." The way Lu Dingxing spoke now was actually a bit scary, because his left eye was already scary and there was such a gloomy voice.

Jiang Zizai could only check it himself. After looking at it for a long time, he found that the bloody eyes were simply his. Even the blood lines were completely connected with his body, perfectly integrated, and became a part of his body.

"It's good that you haven't died. But you still have to figure it out and get rid of this thing. Otherwise, you will be inconsistent with your words, let alone practice and fight." Jiang Zizai thought deeply.

"The boss, it seems, is a blessing in disguise." He pointed to his left eye and said, "There is power inside, very powerful."

"Um?"

"And, 'his's skill." Lu Dingxing's eyes lit up a little, but his left eye became even colder.

"Technique?" Jiang Zizai knew that his "Yuanshi Holy Dragon Sutra" came from his natal totem. The big reason why he practiced so quickly was because of the Yuanshi Holy Dragon Sutra.

The effect of the martial arts is very huge for them.

"Yes, called Taichu, Chaos, Demon God, True Sutra." He said one word by one.

"Taichu Chaos Demon God's True Sutra?"

The name sounds very long and cool.

"Are you strong?"

"Maybe, it's very strong." Lu Dingxing said, "If I dig it out, I will lose this power, and I can't practice it."

It is equivalent to transforming his body, otherwise he would not be able to practice at all, just like the prerequisite for cultivating the Yuanshi Holy Dragon Sutra, which is the divine dragon totem.

But, this should be something in the blood.

"Are you sure, 'he's dead?"

"Once, shock, instantly, gone. The divine box is very scary."

Jiang Zizai knew what he meant. He was talking about his totem, and the black dragon totem came from the divine box.

His totem has never been an ordinary black dragon totem. Although there have been many evolutionary sources so far, those are things attached to the surface of the totem, and the core of his totem is the most terrifying thing.

Jiang Zizai stared at him for a long time.

He finally smiled helplessly.

"Damn it, buddy, you might be really a blessing in disguise, but it's just a little bit painful." Jiang Zizai said.

"What?"

"You're talking like constipation..."

"roll."

When Lu Dingxing said this, he smiled. Although there was the bloodline of his left eye and half of his face, he smiled ugly.

"Boss, you saved me."

"From now, this life will be yours."

"Stop talking nonsense," Jiang Zizai said: "You saved Xiaoyue."
Chapter completed!