Zhiyou turned around to leave when the half-dead Immortal Saint Zecang suddenly said this.
Do my shit!
Zhiyou used to be somewhat curious about Immortal Saint Zecang, but when they actually met, he just felt that it was against his will.
Immortal saint, he definitely has a certain bearing and momentum, and his image is definitely not bad. He is tall, with fluttering fairy clothes, silver beard and silver hair. He is clear and energetic. At a glance, you can tell that he is an expert in the world and someone with high morals and prestige.
That kind of.
But Zhiyou just didn't like looking at him. This was the first time that he felt such a strong feeling.
As for Feng Lingling, even though she seemed to be the real master of destiny in this world, she didn't take it seriously.
What makes her fearful is the mastermind behind all this.
This world seemed to her to be in chaos, and she didn't know what the person behind the scenes was thinking...
Forget it, it's none of her business anyway, she can't even control her own destiny.
But she had a feeling that it would all end soon.
As expected, she became the focus of everyone's attention. The reason was that Feng Lingling was about to awaken her divine veins, but her cultivation at this time could not support her divine veins at all.
At this time, Immortal Saint Zecang turned his attention to Zhiyou, and made a request that Zhiyou found extremely absurd, but other people, whether they were immortals, ghosts or demons, found it very reasonable.
To Fengling Ling.
Immortal Saint Zecang said slowly: "Originally, I should be merciful in this matter, but I was injured previously and my body was severely damaged. I am really unfit for this important task, so I can only hand it over to Immortal Saint Zhiyou."
It seems that it is a very honorable thing to give all your cultivation to others.
So I was waiting here.
Zhiyou smiled, and his heart suddenly fell to the ground.
Sure enough, in the eyes of the mastermind behind the scenes, she was just a fat sheep kept in captivity, and when the time came, it was time to slaughter it and serve it on the table.
As soon as Immortal Zecang finished speaking, Feng Lingling, who was originally radiant, suddenly vomited blood and fell down.
"Aling!"
"Aling!"
"Aling!"
"..."
The Demon King, the Ghost King and the Immortal Emperor staggering towards him all exclaimed in worry and rushed forward at the same time.
The other guardians were equally worried, but they could only look away sadly in front of the Lord of the Three Realms.
The Immortal Emperor did not grab the two men, so he could only hold one of Feng Lingling's hands and said worriedly: "A Ling can't bear the divine veins and is in danger of exploding!"
The Demon Lord, who half hugged his sweetheart, shouted with red eyes: "Aling's soul may collapse at any time."
The Ghost King, who hugged his other half, shouted angrily: "Find a way quickly, Aling is in danger!"
Immortal Saint Zecang said with a solemn face: "Immortal Saint Zhiyou, if we delay any longer, it will be too late."
Everyone present, whether they were immortals or demons, all turned their attention.
"None of my business."
Zhiyou crossed his arms and smiled particularly evilly.
The flower guardians all shouted in unison: "You are her master!"
Zhiyou lazily said: "Tsk! I am her master, but I don't love her as much as you do, but I can't bear to cultivate myself."
"You really don't deserve to be a teacher!"
"You actually refused to save me!"
"You are so vicious!"
"you……"
All kinds of accusations and insults came to his face, Zhiyou just pretended not to hear them and sneered: "I won't give it, so what can you do."
"You have to give it even if you don't give it!"
The Demon Lord roared and rushed towards Zhiyou first, followed closely by the Ghost King and the Immortal Emperor.
Without any support, Feng Lingling fell to the ground and vomited blood. Then she was carefully picked up by other guardians and comforted with distress.
Zhiyou used one against three, but soon fell behind.
This was what she had expected early on. Her cultivation was not the result of hard work. It was naturally flashy. Not to mention one-on-three, even one-on-one, people of the same level would not be able to take advantage.
The Demon Lord and the Ghost King are at the same holy level as her, while the Immortal Emperor is one level lower.
But what she didn't expect was that the cultivation of those three people seemed to be "half buy, half free", just as flashy, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to sustain it for so long.
Seeing that he could no longer hold on anymore, Zhiyou dodged to Feng Lingling's side and said with a smile: "Okay, I won't fight. If I get hurt, no one will be able to save her."
The Lord of the Three Realms who chased him instantly stopped his attack, stared at her warily and said, "You'd better not play any tricks, otherwise..."
"How could it be? Who wouldn't hesitate to die?"
Zhiyou suddenly raised his fingers to Immortal Saint Zecang, who seemed to be wandering in the world, and said, "Come here and help."
Immortal Saint Zecang was stunned for a moment, but still walked over.
No one expected that as soon as he walked next to Zhiyou, Zhiyou would pull him and blow himself up together.
The two Immortal Saints exploded. The Demon Lord, the Ghost King, the Immortal Emperor, and the nearby Fengling Ling were not spared. Amidst the continuous "bang bang" sounds, the blue sky suddenly began to fade, split, and exploded...
"I see..."
The last ray of spirit of Zhiyou saw the changes in the world and remembered the events of his previous life at the moment when it disappeared into ashes.
It turns out that she has already lived a lifetime, and the paths in her last life and this life were basically the same, but she didn't feel anything was wrong at that time.
After meeting Feng Lingling, he fell in love with her very much and tried his best to protect and teach her. He felt that his beloved disciple was simply the most beautiful existence in the world, and he was blinded like everyone else in this world.
When demons, ghosts, and demons came to attack the fairy world, she didn't think Feng Lingling was at all wrong.
When the awakening of Feng Ling Ling's divine veins required saint-level cultivation, she took the initiative to offer her cultivation without saying a word.
But in the middle of the process, I suddenly felt something was not right. After a quick review of my life, I suddenly felt like I was waking up from a dream.
Zhiyou, who felt that he had been fooled and blinded, was furious, but he had already reached the halfway point in his cultivation, and there were a lot of monsters and monsters around him looking at him. It was impossible to leave midway.
So Zhiyou began to compete with Feng Lingling for his body.
Naturally, she can't compete with her. She is the daughter of destiny with a nostalgic divine vein, and she is the protagonist of this drama. Why should she, a gift giver, compete with others?
Not only could I not fight, but I also felt deep disgust and contempt.
The body of the girl of destiny felt that she was dirty and despicable, and she resisted fiercely.
Okay! If you can’t compete, then it will be ruined!
Even if it can't be destroyed, no one can even think about it.
Thinking like this, Zhiyou's soul exploded directly in the body of the girl of destiny.
Immortal Lord Zecang, who felt something was wrong, happened to try to catch her soul, and he also exploded immediately.
The situation that followed was similar to this life. The two immortal saints and the daughter of destiny exploded, and the whole world also exploded.
But for some reason, Zhiyou was back to the beginning in the blink of an eye. She had always felt that something was wrong in her life. She tried to resist a few times and found that she was not capable enough, so she remained dormant.