Destiny is ashes

Chapter 313 Western Tour (23)

An Jing's thinking is very clear.

The power of his martial veins has been used up, and his internal injuries are still healing. Only a fool would stare at the master!
Bo Zongshan can chase An Jing or not. If he doesn’t, An Jing will find a place to heal and practice. If he does, An Jing will run away to Tianyuan to heal and practice!

However, an accident happened.

Just a few breaths after An Jing turned around and ran away, he suddenly heard Bo Zongshan's screams.

An Jing could convince himself that Bo Zongshan would rather disregard his dignity as a master and make strange noises to attract his attention and delay his escape.

But he could tell that the pain in Bo Zongshan's screams penetrated deep into his bones and soul. He was a tough guy who had not even uttered a cry of pain after being hit twice by An Jing's thunder and fire explosions and a direct blow from the sword box. What on earth had happened to make him make such a sound?

An Jing took a deep breath, exhaled, and turned to look behind him.

Then he opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Because, the black-clothed ghost that was originally thought to have disappeared in the Six Yang Divine Ability had reappeared at some point, and this time, it appeared behind Bo Zongshan's head, and then the entire ghost squeezed into Bo Zongshan's seven orifices like an octopus that was about to shrink into its nest!
"Uh...ah!!!"

[Gah...ha...I thought An Jing was the best resource, but I didn't expect to meet another one.]

It sounds terrifying, but in fact it only took a moment. Bo Zongshan, who had been severely injured many times and had lost his most fundamental trump card, was soon completely invaded by the ghost and his head drooped.

When he raised his head again, his eagle-like eyes were flashing with blinding blood and endless greed: [You are indeed very strong, Jingxuan, both in terms of fate and ability...]

【I can't let you go】

"Western Envoy!"

An Jing was not blind. Ming Guangchen had also shown An Jing the appearance and ability details of the Western Tour Envoy. He knew at a glance that the strange ghost shadow was most likely a form of some ability of the Western Tour Envoy, or the result of cooperation with other people.

But no matter what the result is, it will not stop him from continuing to run!

Huh! An Jing didn't even look at it, and ran out of the city at a rapid speed, leaping and jumping along the way, constantly using the houses to hide his body.

But behind him, a lonely cry was heard, and An Jing smelled a strong smell of blood. Then countless blood-colored creatures condensed into flying birds, chirping and flying towards the sky, locking onto An Jing's location from afar with their aerial vision!
Strange destiny [Blood for Blood] - As long as you have been hurt by certain people, the Western Tour Envoy can obtain all kinds of information and coordinates of the people who hurt you within a certain time and scope!
And if the Western Envoy kills those who have hurt him, he can accumulate life force and achieve all kinds of magical effects!
Ming Guangchen was discovered when he returned to Huaixu's coordinates because of this fate.

An Jing didn't even turn his head back, and didn't care even if he was targeted. He ran in a panic.

[Run…Run as much as you can]

The Western Tour Envoy laughed. He had just rushed towards Jingxuan in order to be hurt by Jingxuan and activate the fate lock. Later, Bo Zongshan also handed over the Shenzang token, which was an unexpected surprise, allowing him to take away the body of the person who also hurt him.

In fact, if Bo Zongshan escaped, the Western Tour Envoy would launch a sneak attack. And if Bo Zongshan took action, he would become the raw material for him to shape the bloody body, just like now.

Stretching his hands to the left and right, feeling the sensation of his intact body, He Wuchang moved his body comfortably. Scarlet blood slowly overflowed from Bo Zongshan's seven orifices and pores, condensing on the face that had already stood still and died, and transformed into a brand new bloody face.

He took a step forward, and Bo Zongshan's rotten skin was peeled off, revealing his dark red eyes flashing and a mouth full of sharp fangs like a beast.

Blood-colored birds were slowly circling around its body. One could vaguely see that the heads of these birds were human faces. They were the warriors and masters of the Zuohuan Huangyang Sect who had recently died in Kanming City.

[Western Abyss Blood Phoenix][Nine-headed Ghost Cart][Western Mountain Patrol Envoy]...

He Wuchang looked in the direction where An Jing left with a hint of complacency: [Not bad, luck is on my side. I was just trying it out, but I was able to find such a material.]

[I was a little bored when I looked at the mirror, and thought you were a consumable of the Mingjing Sect, but now it seems... you are Mingguangchen's true disciple, with your own path and destiny.]

[I'm afraid I don't need that little god to be peaceful, you can also help me to show my holiness in the great heaven! ]

——Ha, you finally found the right person, An Jing thought. I have to say that the Western Tour Envoy has a good eye. Even if he didn't see through the vest, he could keenly feel that Jing Xuan was extraordinary.

The only mistake is that An Jing may not be the opportunity for him to show his divine power.

But it is a chance for him to return to heaven!

It was at this time that a bell rang in Kanming City.

Both An Jing and He Wuchang raised their heads and looked towards the government office in the center of the city.

Sensing the eruption of divine power in the city, the divine weapons dormant in the veins of Kanming City slowly revived, a dark golden phantom of a huge bell emerged from the veins, and the earth began to tremble slightly.

The power of the magic weapon swept across the entire city. Both An Jing and He Wuchang felt a force sweeping over them, but they both ignored it.

There were several screams and sounds of flesh and blood exploding coming from the city. Apparently, some people who intended to take advantage of the situation had entered the city to do something, but they were all crushed by the power of the magic weapons, and it was difficult for them to leave their bodies intact.

As the real trump card of Dachen to defend one side, perhaps only a top-level divine treasure of a great sect like Ming Guangchen can stably suppress the Kanming Bell that has the full support of the earth veins.

"It has no effect?"

The reason why An Jing simply ran away to delay time was because of this - the power of the Grandmaster was not enough to revive the magic weapon without orders, but if the magic communication device was used, the magic weapon would automatically activate no matter what, sweeping across the city and suppressing those who refused to obey.

He was safe and sound because he had the amulet issued by Kanming City, and An Jing was close to this magic soldier and was considered one of his own.

But why could He Wuchang also be ignored?
[Hehe, you're planning to use the power of the magic weapon to deal with me? Smart! ]

He Wuchang also realized An Jing's purpose of delaying time, but he just laughed and didn't care: [But why don't you think about which party I am cooperating with? ]

There was no need to think about it. An Jing's face turned dark. How could he not know the answer in his heart?
——Fuck you, Dachen! Your shitty dynasty is ruined! You colluded with the evil sect, murdered your own people, and made your grandfather run away!
His emotions were intense, but to be honest, An Jing had expected this. He just hadn't expected He Wuchang to not be restricted at all.

"Fuxie!"

As he continued to think about countermeasures, he said in his heart: "I don't have any other options now. I can defeat three masters at once. Even if God comes, he will say that I did a good job. But how do I deal with this Western Tour Envoy?"

"The trial of destiny is of this intensity?"

At this moment, in the Sea of ​​Gods, Fu Xie was also very shocked: "Generally speaking, the high-intensity human calamity I have encountered is when a hostile strongman of a higher realm comes to target... Tianming's human calamity is actually three times as strong?"

——Not only that, this Western Tour Envoy is two realms higher than me. It’s because he was severely beaten by my master, otherwise I might have been robbed by someone who is two realms higher than me!

Complaining in his heart, An Jing urged: "Hey, let's stop talking nonsense. I'm almost done even if it's tripled. Don't you have an immortal sword? Give me some advice, how can I escape from the hands of a foundation-building cultivator in the Purple Mansion realm!"

"You've done it perfectly. I might not be able to do it even if I did it."

Fu Xie said honestly: "I didn't have such a thrilling experience as you did, especially since you just realized the 'Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method' and killed the Zuhuan Sect's Grandmaster with one strike. To be honest, I don't know many people who are more talented than you."

"Is that the Heavenly Demon Disintegration?" An Jing was a little surprised. He just borrowed the martial arts knowledge from his previous life to condense all his strength, including external force, and then exploded instantly - but if you think about it carefully, most of the life-and-death methods are similar. The original Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method might be the same as his own idea and situation.

"Yes, and it is very well done. As for this Western Tour Envoy... I do have an idea."

An Jing could tell that, although Fu Xie himself couldn't tell the difference, he could tell that the dominant part now should be the one leaning towards 'Immortal Fu Xie', and this Fu Xie was easier to talk to.

'Sword Spirit Fu Xie' likes to stir up trouble, so Immortal Fu Xie's suggestion is more reliable: "Just now, Kan Ming Zhong's aura seemed to recognize you. It seems that it is grateful to you for letting it advance."

"Take this opportunity to go to the government and try to communicate with it to see if it can lend you some power to protect yourself."

(End of this chapter)