Jiang Zhige's face was pale, and he kept vomiting blood from his mouth.

The body of immortality and immortality is indeed not without solution. In the continuous attack of the old man in green robe, his life is gradually withering, and the injury can no longer be repaired within half an hour.

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"The right way... what a right way."

Jiang Zhige held his halberd to support his body with difficulty, and his voice revealed a bit of desolation and irony.

If possible, he does not want to become a demon cultivator. Even if he becomes a demon cultivator, he also wants to break the common sense of the world and be a good person who is worthy of his conscience.

Unfortunately, the world does not allow it, and neither do these self-righteous monks.

"Tian Sha, I'll leave it to you..."

Jiang Zhige sighed inwardly and handed over the control of his body to Tiansha.

Since fleeing for a month, he has been avoiding and not fighting, but he has never been afraid of each other, and simply does not want to kill innocent people indiscriminately.

After all, many people do come here with the mentality of doing things for the heavens and dying, and they shouldn't sacrifice their lives in vain.

If Tian Sha is in charge of the body, although he has the ability to escape with Mo Ziyan, with his character, he will definitely kill all the monks who come to besiege him first.

Jiang Zhige was reluctant to slaughter innocent beings, but at this moment, he had no other choice as he chose to rely on the power of Heavenly Demons.

If he is beaten in such a muffled voice, not only will he die, but Mo Ziyan will also die.

"Boy, you should have done this long ago."

"There's nothing wrong with cultivating demons for the one you love, and there's nothing wrong with killing the rest of the world for this reason. The world is dawning, so what's the matter with you?"

"If you've been wandering, trying to get the best of both worlds, why do you want to go into the devil's way?"

Tian Sha grinned, and he slowly straightened his spine, adapting to the long-lost human body.

The old man in Qingpao, who was still attacking, jumped in his heart. He clearly noticed that Jiang Zhige's aura had undergone a qualitative change.

It's the same person, but the feeling is completely different.

One is a demon cultivator who is still sensible and contaminated with magic arts, and the other is a terrifying existence full of rage and chaos. Just feeling a little breath makes him, the Immortal Venerable who has survived for tens of thousands of years, terrified.

"Fellow Daoists! This son has been completely lost, please prepare for a desperate fight!"

The old man in green robe suppressed his inner panic, retreated outside the formation, and summoned thousands of wooden swords carved with talismans to protect him.

"For the people of the world, it is obligatory!"

"For the people of the world, it is obligatory!"

Everyone who was still distressed about the cost of the formation looked solemn, but no one was timid.

They are very clear that once the demon cultivator is completely lost, everything he goes through will be purgatory on earth.

If this demon cultivator at the peak of the transcendence realm is freed from his predicament, the small half of the heaven will be reduced to a sea of ​​corpses and blood, and not only billions of innocent mortals and cultivators will die, but their relatives and friends will also be slaughtered.

Killing people for meat and eating them, slaughtering cities and destroying countries for pleasure, is never just a joke to scare children.

After Tiansha got used to Jiang Zhige's body, the first thing he did was not to kill people, but to use more powerful demonic energy than Jiang Zhige to set up a defensive formation for Mo Ziyan.

His formation technique was dozens of times more skillful than Jiang Zhige's, and he also consumed a lot of original magic power, enough to protect Mo Ziyan from dying in the aftermath of the battle.

Tiansha's move is not to care about Mo Ziyan, but to fear that after Mo Ziyan's death, Jiang Zhige will directly seek death and give up cultivating the devil.

The war was about to break out, and Tian Sha held the Tian Jiufang halberd and looked up at the dozen or so strong men standing at the top of the world. They were still able to overwhelm each other in aura.

"A bunch of disgusting bugs, I've wanted to kill you for a long time!"

After Tian Sha repeatedly confirmed that there was no problem with the formation, he immediately rushed towards the blue-clothed cultivator.

It seems to be the feeling of being substituted into Jiang Zhige. After being trapped in the formation, what annoyed him most was not the awe-inspiring justice of the powerhouses, but the word 'human flesh puppet' in the mouth of the blue-clothed cultivator.

Seeing that the formation was unable to block the Heavenly Demon, the strong men did not sit still and took out their weapons to face the Heavenly Demon.

In an instant, the earth swayed, and demon clouds filled the sky.

The spatial order that is as strong as the heavens is also shattered every inch in the battle.

In the past, he was regarded as a god by mortals, who could call the wind, call the rain, move the mountains and fill the sea, but he couldn't catch the evil spirits.

Even an expert in the Profound Realm who is known as the Supreme Being of the Immortals, an Immortal Lord of a world, can only barely parry the attack, and must work together to injure the Heavenly Fiend.

The terrifying fighting power, don't know how many powerful people who came to the Holy Land for support.

Three days and three nights later, tens of thousands of miles around were razed to the ground, and all of them were ruins. Countless living beings living nearby died in the aftermath.

Tian Sha stood in the middle of the ruins, blood-soaked with demonic energy, and crushed the head of a strong man in the holy realm with his palms.

Clouds of blood filled the sky, and golden raindrops fell.

Many cultivators outside the battlefield looked up, some were terrified, and some were sad.

The holy blood stagnates in the air, and the golden rain descends on the world. This is the death of a world of Heavenly Dao pity for many human beings.

Tian Sha shook off the blood stains in his hands and turned to look at the only remaining old man in green robes, his eyes filled with the killing intent of choosing someone to devour.

The old man in green robe held a broken wooden sword, his legs were weak and terrified.

He looked around at the nearby corpses, there was no justice for the world before, he threw away the wooden sword and fled into the distance.

Tian Sha didn't chase after him, but just stared coldly at the back of the old man in green robe running away in a hurry.

When the Qingpao old man completely left, he spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his body lost support and fell back to the ground.

"Boy, your body is too weak after all, even me, it's at its limit."

Tian Sha originally wanted to heal some injuries and then return his body to Jiang Zhige, but unfortunately he had no strength after landing, and his body was forced to be handed over to Jiang Zhige.

This is especially true when Jiang Zhige is in charge of the body, the pain sensation is extremely clear, as if the body has long been torn to pieces.

Two people in the Profound Realm, and a dozen people in the Saint Realm, are the powerhouses standing at the top of the heaven, even if Tiansha is in charge of the body to fight with all their strength, they are still on the verge of dying.

Jiang Zhige didn't have time to confirm his injury, so he struggled to crawl towards Mo Ziyan, who was trapped in the formation.

In the formation, Mo Ziyan's eyes were still blank, she fell to the ground in a daze, and was not injured.

Jiang Zhige crawled to her side with difficulty, reaching out to hug her, but he was worried that his blood would stain her dress.

"Boy, you should have learned a lesson this time, how to choose in the future, you should think more about it."

Tian Sha reminded him again, and he fell into silence after speaking, and it seemed that the battle had also traumatized him a little.

Jiang Zhige fell into silence when he heard the words, staring straight at Mo Ziyan.

During this period, the body of immortality and immortality has been healing his wounds, but other powerhouses are also rushing here.

It didn't take long for Jiang Zhige, who had recovered a lot from his injuries, to get up with difficulty. He waved his hand to change his blood-stained clothes, leaned over and picked up Mo Ziyan, and disappeared in place in a flash.

A few days later, Jiang Zhige stayed away from the previous battlefield, restrained his breath, and avoided the pursuit of many monks.

Tian Sha, who had been secretly observing, cursed incessantly. Just when he was about to stop himself, Jiang Zhige suddenly stopped in a forest where birds and flowers were fragrant.

With Mo Ziyan in his arms, he walked to an ancient tree and sat down with his back against the trunk.

Jiang Zhige didn't look at Mo Ziyan in his arms, but looked up at the blue sky in a daze, wondering what he was thinking.