Chapter 615 Xiaomo has something to say: My family has a son named Qingqing
Chapter 615 Xiao Mo has something to say: I have a son named Qingqing.
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Chapter 615 Xiao Mo has something to say: I have a son named Qingqing.
Ji Xiaomo
Almost blurted out, Zuo Wuzhou calmed down his thoughts, his eyebrows filled with boundless evil spirit.
The Qi machine exploded, with boundless ferocity, and the aura like a prehistoric ferocious beast came towards the face. Many super saints were unable to withstand the ferocity of this Qi machine, and were forced to retreat.
Zuo Wuzhou was filled with evil energy and raised his hand to strike: "'Heaven-shaking Seal', Shenbabu, get out of here."
There was a banging explosion, and the Eight Shenbu flew upside down with a groan. Zuo Wuzhou took advantage of the gap, slinking around and moving hundreds of figures, and got another piece of equipment and was about to put it on.
However, at this moment, Chuan Bubai pounced on him again, and with one move, the realm collapsed instantly, and there was only an earth-shattering shock.
Zuo Wuzhou took a deep breath, gulped and exhaled, and the evil spirit surged up with the tiger's roar, and it was violent and ferocious, and the sonorous killing sound suddenly exploded: "Kill"
"Lawless" stretched for ten miles, and was separated by ten miles from Chuan Bubai, but the overwhelming power immediately blasted the earth into flying sand and rocks during the collision.
Zhu Wudao laughed awe-inspiringly: "Zuo Wuzhou, what will happen to you this time? I heard that this Ji Xiaomo is the one you love, I want to see if you can make up your mind this time."
"Zhu Wudao, you are using all kinds of methods just to disturb my mind. You might as well see if I will accept your threats." Zuo Wuzhou soared into the sky solemnly, moved around, and used "little tricks" again.
"Mist Cloaking Technique" and activate "Hundred Refining Patterns" to resist attacks from many areas.
Amid the black clouds, Zuo Wuzhou moved back and forth at high speed, quickly replacing equipment that had exhausted its energy while putting on new equipment.
A flash of white light suddenly appeared, and with a single stroke of the knife, Ji Xiaomo's arm was cut off. Ji Xiaomo screamed in agony in agony.
This sound went straight into his heart. Zuo Wuzhou was slightly confused. He forcibly suppressed his chaotic thoughts and emotions, and roared with murderous intent: "Anyone who stands in my way will die."
After blowing away several super saints with one punch, Zuo Wuzhou took a deep breath and was shocked: "No, there is not much soul power left."
"Go. Position and teleport."
The "Phoenix Mask" hidden under the face immediately activated the "positioning transmission" effect: "Well, what is this?"
At this moment, an indescribably powerful soul power, almost suffocating, enveloped Zuo Wuzhou in an instant.
The positioning failed
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"It's you"
As soon as he raised his head, there was a spark in Zuo Wuzhou's eyes, which exploded into a ball of light in the sky, and a voice as cold as a ghost said: "You deserve to die."
The three evil immortals seemed to have heard the funniest joke: "Yes, it's us, but do you think you can forget about us? We can't attack you, and you can't even think of hurting us."
"Don't think that if you put on the 'Phoenix Mask', we can't do anything to you. You must know that all the methods in this world are in conflict with each other. No matter how powerful the method is, it will be defeated at some point." The God of War laughed wildly, venting his previous feelings.
Contemptuous rage.
Zhu Wudao laughed fiercely, and struck Ji Xiaomo with his knife again, and blood burst out: "Zuo Wuzhou, do you think you can still escape? Hahaha, just like what the God of War said, if you die,
, I promise to spare the lives of your relatives and never harm them."
Zuo Wuzhou simply said nothing and looked at Ji Xiaomo being slashed until blood flowed out, his color not moving at all, and he turned a blind eye.
He was moving and changing, and his body movements were erratic. After a while, under the induction of the soul, many hidden things were revealed in front of his eyes. In particular, he sensed the souls of the three Martial Gods, almost taking turns, covering him with utmost concealment.
I didn't notice it for a while, but after thinking about it at this time, Zuo Wuzhou suddenly realized: "So, I thought I was really defeated."
Once he figured out why he was restrained, Zuo Wuzhou looked away coldly and laughed heartily: "So your restraint is based on this method. I want to see how long you can restrain yourself."
"I want to see how long your spirit can last." An endless laugh echoed in the sky, full of confidence.
Zhu Wudao's face changed
Were you noticed so quickly?
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If you want to overcome "positioning and narration", there is only one way.
That is to use an absolutely overwhelming soul to lock and completely isolate Zuo Wuzhou's soul from communicating with the outside world. This is the only way...
The three Martial Gods could restrain themselves for a moment, but could not suppress them for a lifetime.
A divine soul aura suddenly burst out from Zuo Wuzhou's body. This invisible divine soul was overwhelming and contained extremely powerful power, suppressing almost all the divine souls within a radius of ten thousand miles.
In an instant, the three Martial Gods changed their expressions almost at the same time: "How on earth did this guy, the Supreme Soul Zhongcheng Divine Soul, practice? Could it be that he swallowed a large amount of Nirvana Body? It's really unbelievable."
A monster is simply a monster. It should be noted that unless one swallows the body of Nirvana, it is impossible to transcend levels and possess such a huge soul.
However, even millions of years ago, the body of Nirvana was extremely rare. Let alone today.
The cold voice sounded like swords piercing the sky: "This time, I'll see what you three can do to restrain me."
It was another "positioning teleportation". The God of War gritted his teeth and spent a lot of energy to use his absolute suppressive advantage to lock Zuo Wuzhou and isolate him again.
But this time, what was being suppressed was Zuo Wuzhou's extremely powerful soul, which meant that if Wu Shen wanted to have an absolute suppressive advantage, he would have to release a soul that was probably as good as Taihun.
This kind of consumption is simply too great. Especially for a former powerful soul who only has three souls to go in and out, this is a loss that cannot be afforded.
In particular, in order to maintain the "positioning transmission" that may occur at any time, it is even more necessary to lock in every moment. Such a huge consumption of souls is something that the three of them absolutely cannot afford to lose.
Zuo Wuzhou's eyes were cold, suppress me? Restrain me?
Let me see how many souls you have to restrain yourself.
Fighting for consumption? Then you might as well see who consumes whom first
As long as I take a rest, my exhausted soul will be replenished at any time. And once the three of you are gone, they are gone forever. Even if you fight to the end, I may not even have to do anything. You three will not live as good as a dog.
The former strong soul will automatically dissipate.
The unruly waves of light condensed on the three of them, and they clearly burst into laughter with infinite pride: "God of War, I am young and have a lot of recovery power. Let's see what you three can do with me."
If the God of War had a face, he would be as stiff as Feixian and Evil Immortal
This is exactly their weakness. Facing the "positioning transmission" that can be launched at any time, it is difficult for them to stop it.
Zhu Wudao snorted coldly: "It's not that easy to leave. Do you really think we don't exist or something?"
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As soon as the order was issued, the death squads that had been forced or tempted to join actively and passively over the past few years were immediately activated by a subordinate of the super saint, screaming an unwilling trembling voice: "Soul Shock"
Like an invisible spiritual storm, it struck instantly.
Zuo Wuzhou didn't notice for a moment, but he expected to kill the death squads of the Zuo Alliance. Suddenly, under this "spiritual impact", his head was buzzing and he almost lost his mind.
He was in a trance and his mind went blank. But he couldn't bear the overwhelming power of Zuo Wuzhou's soul. He regained consciousness in a blink of an eye and was shocked to find that part of his soul had been destroyed.
"It really works, come again." Zhu Wudao and others cheered and shouted excitedly: "Come again"
Zuo Wuzhou's expression changed with awe. When he encountered such a desperate person, he would die a thousand times and injure eight hundred enemies. It was really a life-threatening situation. With a thought, he uttered a thunderous voice: "I still want to do it again, but I have no chance."
"Flying Rainbow Technique", in the blink of an eye, the flying rainbow shocks the sky, as if it is escaping across the Milky Way
Zhu Wudao roared coldly: "Zuo Wuzhou, do you dare to try? Within three days, I will take the head of You Wangji and Ji Xiaomo, and then destroy the 'time and space beacon'."
"Get down here!" This time it was Feixian who used his soul to suppress him.
As if in tune with the words of the Feixian, he escaped to the limit of the sky. With a single movement, Zuo Wuzhou rolled down.
But at this moment, a unique breath twisted, and Zuo Wuzhou disappeared.
"Positioning and teleportation fell into the trap." Feixian was shocked and annoyed. Just as Zuo Wuzhou didn't expect to be attacked by "Soul Blast", he also didn't expect Zuo Wuzhou to use "Flying Rainbow Technique" and "Positioning Teleportation".
Mixed with performance.
Zhu Wudao smiled deeply and sternly: "Don't worry, within three days, he will definitely come back to this place not to be forgotten by you, but also for Ji Xiaomo. Not for his son, but also for the 'marker of time and space'."
"If we don't seek a decisive battle with him, he will definitely seek a life-and-death battle with us. There is always a reason why he will not and will not escape."
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After fluttering to the ground, Zuo Wuzhou made a crash, and his whole body fell completely embedded in the big stone.
The autumn wind was bleak, Zuo Wuzhou jumped up, spat out the gravel in his mouth, and looked around: "I only called for a few people to come for help, why are you all here?"
Ji Tong's colored eyeglasses rippled: "They came everywhere, but Beidou and Tai Sui didn't come. You have to thank them. They have been working around the clock and trying their best to complete the third-series mid-level equipment as soon as possible."
Zuo Wuzhou raised his chin slightly, somewhat hoping that the third-series equipment would be completed earlier. This battle has proved that, except for the captured high-grade super holy equipment, other equipment cannot withstand it for too long, especially with the gods.
Eight divisions fought, and the energy ran out in just a few strokes.
Ji Tong and Lian Canghai, assassins, Luoshuang and Sheng Xibei, etc., basically most of the super saints have gathered here, with the momentum of an expedition.
After a flurry of thoughts, Zuo Wuzhou came back to his senses. Zuo Wuzhou was about to ask again, but suddenly he raised his head and saw Nie Bei leading the way, leading a large number of martial saints to come through the passage.
Ji Tong explained: "I heard your call earlier and thought you needed a lot of reinforcements, so I took full action."
He hesitated to speak, but the figures of Jun Wang and Ji Xiaomo once again passed through his mind. Zuo Wuzhou had a lot of thoughts and pondered for a long time: "That's fine."
Qingqing was ignored again.
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"Xiao Mo, answer me."
"Xiao Mo, you have to answer me no matter what this time. You are the one who was caught by Zhu Wudao and threatened me. If you don't answer me again, you will acquiesce."
Stepping on the thick fallen leaves, Ji Xiaomo stopped moving forward. Looking at the withered yellow and desolate mountains, she conveyed a message in her soul: "It's not me."
A few years later, Zuo Wuzhou once again sent a message from his soul. Ji Xiaomo, who was tired from the journey, looked at the clouds in the sky, thinking about a destination, and finally responded.
Not to mention that Zuo Wuzhou was so happy that he almost exploded with joy. He finally suppressed his mood and asked again: "Then where are you now?"
As he walked up the mountain again, Ji Xiaomo responded in his heart: "The south, the south by the sea. I'm looking for Jun Wang."
"Jun Wang?" Zuo Wuzhou was surprised: "Jun Wang has fallen into Zhu Wudao's hands."
Ji Xiaomo's body suddenly started to tremble, he bent down and covered his face, tears falling from his fingers: "Are you still too late? No, I must see it with my own eyes."
Ji Xiaomo was as stubborn as ever and spent half an hour rushing to this rolling mountain range. She saw with her own eyes that the place where the Tianjun Sect once hid and where Jun Wang was once under house arrest had become nothing.
A deserted place for one person.
Bursts of autumn wind blew by, leaving behind low whimpering and paleness.
Ji Xiaomo looked blankly at this deserted place. She felt an unprecedented sadness and weakness, which made her slump and fall to the ground as if her strength had been drained.
It's late, it's still late after all.
Ever since she learned that the Killing Left Alliance was going crazy a few years ago, Ji Xiaomo had vague suspicions, and then she kept on going, but she finally arrived too late.
The world is too big and there are no passages. Ji Xiaomo has been almost alone on the way to the south for the past few years. He spent several years rushing here, but he arrived too late.
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"Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo? Answer me quickly"
Years of worry suddenly became a reality. Ji Xiaomo, who had been nervous for years, almost fainted from the impact of the overwhelming grief and truth.
She looked at the horizon precariously, her face as pale as snow.
I don't know what happened, but she, who had always been strong, collapsed so much, so helpless to grieve, her mind seemed to go blank.
I don't know how long it took, but she was still in a daze with her eyes dizzy, overwhelmed by the incomparable sorrow.
As Zuo Wuzhou called over and over again, Ji Xiaomo trembled violently, like a drowning man clutching at straws, frantically grabbing at the glimmer of hope: "Have you seen Jun Wang?"
"That's right, I saw you forget earlier, and she was used by Zhu Wudao to threaten me." Zuo Wuzhou was at a loss, but after finally getting a response, he became energetic and carefully considered his words.
On the other hand, Zuo Wuzhou was puzzled. When did Xiao Mo become so moody?
A steady stream of martial saints emerged from the passage, gradually filling the valley.
Lian Canghai, Ji Tong and others came over and asked, "What have you gained from this trial? Now is the time to talk about it."
"Okay. Xiao Mo, please wait for a moment." Zuo Wuzhou came back to his senses and pondered the memory: "The Eight Divine Parts are the best, Zhu Wudao has also broken through to the middle level, Chuan Bubai is like the others.
Variety."
"One thing should be noted. Each of them seems to have better quality equipment." Zuo Wuzhou explained what he learned from this battle: "Also, they have prepared some people who seem to be dedicated to working with me.
The jade and stone are both dead, specializing in the use of 'Soul Shock'."
"The three Martial Gods, each assist in the fight and attack me with their small magical powers." Zuo Wuzhou gathered his heart, calmed down, and slowly looked at Lian Canghai: "Senior Lian, I want to ask you something, the three Martial Gods,
If the 'Soul Shock' attacks me, can you withstand it?".
This is a huge hidden danger, otherwise the "Soul Shock" of the three former powerful souls can kill everyone in the true soul world with just one thought.
Lian Canghai shook his head: "No, absolutely not. The possibility of them using 'Soul Shock' is almost zero. As for the reason, there is no need to ask now, we will naturally know it in the future."
Zuo Wuzhou lowered his head and suddenly had a serious look on his face: "You have forgotten it in their hands. They even made a fake Ji Xiaomo to deceive me. I guess they must have some ulterior motive."
"Jun Wang...what would you think of it?" Ji Tong remained calm and mentioned the public case again.
Zuo Wuzhou seemed as if he had not heard anything, his face was expressionless, and he looked at the clouds in the sky.
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"Wu Zhou, Zuo Wu Zhou, answer me quickly"
Ji Xiaomo shouted frantically, even at the top of his lungs: "Please answer me quickly, is there a young man who is with you?"
"Answer me quickly!" Ji Xiaomo screamed anxiously and angrily.
There were questions on both sides. Zuo Wuzhou made a brief gesture and replied in his heart: "It seems that there is a young man who is with you and is being used to threaten me."
Almost at the same time, Ji Xiaomo's whole body tightened and he started to tremble: "Is that young man's name Qingqing?"
"I don't know about that, but Zhu Wudao grabbed a young soul monk and said he was my son, and used it to threaten me." Zuo Wuzhou felt something in his heart, and raised his head to smile at Lian Canghai and the others. This smile was unknown to him.
It's a bit forced.
He said to Ji Tong and others: "It's ridiculous to say that Zhu Wudao actually grabbed a young soul monk and said that he was my son and used it to threaten me."
"Your son?" Ji Tong was extremely shocked. The assassins and others were all stunned, and then burst into laughter. How could this cultivator who had almost no contact with sex have an heir?
Everyone had arrived, and Wu Xi finally showed up. Hearing this, she was extremely happy: "Second brother, do you have a child? Am I going to be an aunt?"
At this moment, a sharp cry came from my heart, vibrating from my soul.
"That person named Qingqing is our child" was Ji Xiaomo's lament.
Zuo Wuzhou's face froze.
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"Xiao Mo, what did you say?"
Zuo Wuzhou's face instantly turned pale, and he roared angrily: "Say it again"
Ji Xiaomo, who was in the south, cried loudly and heartbroken: "That is our son Qingqing, our child, your and my child."
In the clear sky, there was a thunderbolt of lightning, and then the rain fell in a steady patter.
As if being hit by a "soul shock", Zuo Wuzhou's mind went blank, completely empty. His face was filled with sadness and joy, and he murmured and repeated words: "Our child? Is that your and my child?"
Suddenly, the scene of Zhu Wudao piercing Qingqing with a knife appeared before his eyes again. After Qingqing's body was pierced, his helpless eyes were fixed on him.
It's like a knife, or a million knives, twisting around in my heart, crushing all the internal organs.
The light of fighting spirit that never gave up in his eyes quickly dimmed and faded. Zuo Wuzhou's whole body started to tremble and he was trembling.
Ji Tong and others saw something was wrong and suppressed their laughter: "What's wrong with you?"
Zuo Wuzhou was in a daze, and his voice was weak and dry: "That young soul monk is really my son, the child of me and Ji Xiaomo..."
"I...I looked at him..." Zuo Wuzhou's blood boiled, and something seemed to hit his heart violently: "I didn't believe it, but I looked at him...being given to him by Zhu Wudao..."
Zuo Wuzhou opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of tragic blood, sprinkling it all over the sky.
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"Ah" Wu Xi and Xiao Cao turned pale, Ji Tong and others all exclaimed
Almost without thinking, Luoshuang took a few steps forward and said loudly: "Leader, I don't know what the situation is. But I know that if that is really your son, that Zhu Wu Dao must not have killed him, because he left
Your son is valuable.”
Luoshuang's words are clear to those on the sidelines, and his words are correct. Qingqing is indeed not dead.
Zuo Wuzhou was excited, a silent hope rekindled, and his eyes became brighter and brighter: "Yes, Luoshuang, you are right. Because only the living are valuable against me. As long as I don't die, he will definitely not
Something will happen."
Sinking into his thoughts, the bloody murderous intent was overwhelming, accompanied by the roar of thousands of boiling mountains: "Son, don't worry and wait, I will save you right now."