Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 762 The final chapter of the return of the gods 51
The man's eyes were filled with coldness, and the whites of his eyes were filled with blood like red spider silk. When he saw Quan Jiu, his expression was unmoved, and his tone was indifferent.

"Go away."

Quan Jiu twitched in pain, and approached Feng Zui, every time he took a step, he cursed the cultivators who made Feng Zui angry.

After all, the Buddha was quiet for a while among the elves, but this group of guys felt that their life was too long, so they insisted on sending it to their door as cannon fodder.

It's fine that Feng Zui was injured, but she would also be affected by it.

Under Fengzui's cold eyes, she quietly walked over, but did not do anything, just stood in the sea of ​​thunder and quietly accompanied him.

Fengzui pursed his thin lips into a straight line, and his crazy brain took a clear breath.

He thought she would stop him.

Just like this group of cultivators.

Quan Jiu felt uncomfortable all over, and spit out a mouthful of blood when she said a word, she raised her sleeve and wiped the corner of her mouth carelessly:

"Do you feel better?"

She could feel that after breaking the seal of Black Wind Valley, he was always in a state of explosion at any time.

Ah Jiu's death, the hatred of more than 500 people, the hidden love that was extinguished before it sprouted...everything became a mountain weighing on his heart. He seemed calm on the surface, but if it was true Don't care, he won't stay in the elves forever.

The aggressiveness of the various sects today is just a trigger, giving him a reason to vent his emotions openly.

Quan Jiu: "He Qingsui is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he won't do anything now, it's just that you haven't touched his bottom line yet."

To put it bluntly, Feng Zui didn't kill enough people.

No matter how stupid He Qingsui is, it is impossible for Feng Zui to kill all the sects of cultivating immortals. It is rare for the six worlds to be balanced, and the fairy world is declining. Demons and ghosts will definitely wait for the opportunity to move. At that time, ordinary humans on the Sky Continent will encounter another catastrophe.

Feng Zui looked at her strangely: "Are you talking bad about him?"

Isn't she the saint of the temple?

He Qingsui loved her very much and saved her again and again, but now she was standing on the opposite side of He Qingsui?
Quan Jiu: "It's not a bad word, it's just the truth."

She has no choice.

The system naturally bound her and Feng Zui together.

"Tsk."

Encountering something of interest, Feng Zui's evil spirit faded a lot, the restless Lei Hai's beating speed slowed down, and the roar also changed from loud to quiet.

He looked at Quan Jiu, and then looked down at He Qingsui who had come all the way, and suddenly felt that the whole world of cultivating immortals was a joke.

Not interesting.

He stopped.

Tu Shanjing and the others in the distance were startled, instead of relaxing, they seemed to be facing a formidable enemy.

"What the hell is he trying to do?!"

No one believed that this god of killing suddenly changed his gender.

He Qing, who was standing beside Yu Wan, frowned slightly, sensitively aware of the strangeness, before he could stop it, the giant dragon in the sea of ​​thunder curled up, carrying Quan Jiu and Feng Zui and leaped away towards the distance.

"So... ran away?"

I don't know if it was bad luck or luck, Fengzui's thunder power was really strong, all the dead were chopped into slag, leaving no bloody and hideous corpses.

It was the first dawn of colorful clouds, the sky was clear, and the surroundings were clean. If it wasn't for the accomplices around him, no one would believe that a tragic killing just happened.

.........

The giant dragon flew with the two of them for a long time before stopping in a thatched hut in Wei State.

The furniture in the thatched cottage was neatly arranged, but there was no one there at the moment, presumably the owner had gone out to farm.

As soon as he landed, Quan Jiu leaned over the small wooden table and coughed heavily, vomiting out the blood stasis in his throat.

There was a pool of blood on the ground, which was horrible, like a murder scene.

As soon as she was soaked in the smell of blood, she turned around and saw the culprit who caused her to vomit blood standing in the same place, vomiting out blood like money, even more vicious than her.

Quan Jiu: "..."

Cursing words stuck in his throat.

Feng Zui ignored her and sat down on his own. If it weren't for the blood that kept pouring out, he would be as elegant and calm as a gentleman.

"You're not going to heal?" Quan Jiu saw that he showed no signs of healing.

Feng Zui: "It's useless anyway."

Quan Jiu: "?!!!"

"What do you mean useless?"

She suddenly became anxious, ignored the majesty of the Great Demon King, grabbed Feng Zui's wrist, and felt his pulse.

The next second, she froze.

Fengzui's viscera, meridians and meridians are full of dense purple thunder and lightning. The lightning is like a small snake, swimming across his body, causing more wounds, making the already scarred body worse.

Not only that, but his sea of ​​consciousness is as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, more than half of the spiritual platform has collapsed, and his whole body is tattered and riddled with holes. It is no exaggeration to say that he is already dead.

"How could it be so serious?" Quan Jiu looked serious.

Feng Zui died, even if the mission of this plane failed, she would die with her.

Feng Zui, as the party involved, had an indifferent and calm expression on his face:
"In order to suppress the evil spirit in my body, my mother extradited part of the evil spirit into the Emperor Xie Sword, but I didn't expect that Di Xie and I would merge into one. Power."

Quan Jiu showed a hint of understanding: "No wonder..."

As far as she knew, Feng Zui had never practiced lightning spells.

"Now the evil spirit and the sky thunder are fighting for control in my body, and I can't control it."

His body is like a container, both Shaqi and Tianlei want to be the boss, once they fight, they don't care about his physical condition at all.

Quan Jiu suddenly realized something: "Even if the evil spirit breaks through the seal, you can control the balance between it and the thunder, right?"

Feng Zui took a deep look at her: "Yes."

Quan Jiu scolded this group of nosy cultivators again!
If Feng Zui hadn't expended too much strength to deal with them, his body would not have lost control to this point.

"Then what to do now, is there any way to stop the evil spirit or the sky thunder?"

Quan Jiu's brain was running fast.

Feng Zui shook his head indifferently.

Even if it was there before, it is gone now.

Feng Zui: "You don't have to come and save me today."

His original plan was to die with all the fellow immortals, dragging everyone to be buried with him.

Thinking about it now, Feng Zui felt that he was impulsive, he shouldn't just follow her after seeing the momentary pleasure, anyway, he will die sooner or later, it's just the difference between sooner and later.

Quan Jiu was anxious in his heart, and his mind and expression became more and more calm:
"I won't let you die, I'll go find He Qingsui."

As the only god in the world, what might He Qingsui know?
She stood up, but Feng Zui grabbed her wrist.

"No need, what he can think of, I can think of too."

"What do you mean?" Quan Jiu sensitively asked, "You have a solution, don't you?"

Feng Zui didn't answer directly: "When I die, remember to burn my body."

He didn't want to be whipped to death by these immortal cultivators.

………Dividing line………

Author's Note: Good night, babies!
(End of this chapter)