I picked up the scattered attributes

However, on the surface, they still focused all their attention on the two fallen figures: "In any case, it would be best if we could save Fellow Daoist Zuo, but if he unfortunately dies..."

Fu Ming appeared like a faint shadow, instantly appearing beside the two Zuo Buzhous.

The woman in palace attire smiled and replied, "Brother Zuo has a large and powerful family. It must be no easy task for him to take care of things after his death. Although we also have many things to do, we can only do our best to help out at this time."

The group exchanged glances, and then all wore sorrowful smiles.

"Ok?"

Just then, Fu Ming suddenly let out a soft exclamation: "This guy's body..."

Perhaps due to their severe injuries, black energy suddenly emerged from one of the Zuo Buzhou's bodies, whistling out like a sinister ghost, and spreading more than ten zhang in an instant.

"what?"

"Be careful! Don't get touched by the black aura!"

"There's something strange about this guy!"

Almost immediately, the group, who were on high alert, reacted and unleashed their magical power in succession, transforming it into colorful divine abilities that struck the surging black energy.

The others didn't notice that the other Zuo Buzhou, who was lying on the ground, twitched his fingers slightly before quickly returning to calm, as if nothing had happened.

"It's that same black aura again..."

Feng Xia's heart stirred slightly.

He clearly remembered that when he used the power of the formation to cut off one of Zuo Buzhou's legs, this black aura had also emerged from the fallen limbs!

It was neither deathly aura nor malevolent energy, but a more bizarre and unknown existence.

In an instant, it completely devoured Zuo Buzhou's flesh and blood, which was truly terrifying.

If he really had to describe it, Feng Xia felt that the black mist was somewhat like the Holy Son Ying Daoyi, or like another kind of mutated gray mist!

However, neither the goddess nor the village chief could recognize this black aura.

Moreover, it seemed that it could not exist for long; before Feng Xia took it to the mysterious ancient street, the black aura had already dissipated on its own.

"At the time, I thought it was just an accident, but I never expected that there was something truly strange about Zuo Buzhou..."

Feng Xia pondered silently.

He did not choose Zuo Buzhou randomly.

The reason for choosing this Zuo clan expert was simply because he had beaten Zuo Shengfei the most times, and therefore, he was most knowledgeable about the Zuo clan's Dao techniques and so on.

"Speaking of which, this Sikong Sheng is quite ruthless. He was supposed to be a comrade, yet he killed him without saying a word."

However, when Feng Xia thought about how these were the very people who had been most ruthless towards their homeland and the creatures living there seven hundred years ago, he felt somewhat relieved.

Trash is trash after all.

I once betrayed my hometown and homeland.

So now, it's the same as betraying your comrades.

The passage of time cannot erase the sins they committed, nor can it wash away the bloodstains that have long seeped into the earth and congealed into dark red.

Blood debt...

Sooner or later, they will have to pay with their blood!

"Blood is spilled on the earth, souls are offered as sacrifice to the heroes... Let's start with Zuo Buzhou."

Boom boom boom boom——

A violent wave of supernatural energy swept across.

In the blink of an eye, the black mist was swept away and rolled over Zuo Buzhou's body. This great expert of the Zuo clan widened his eyes instantly, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets, and his entire body exploded into a large cloud of blood mist!

Black mist was also mixed in with the blood mist.

"It seems this person is the imposter."

At that moment, Sikong Sheng spoke with a solemn expression.

He held a demonic sword, and demonic eyes opened on the blade, resembling mouths that devoured the surrounding blood energy.

Then, Sikong Shengping swung his sword and annihilated the black mist that filled the four directions.

"For a mere native of the Western Regions to have achieved this, even in death, you have taken this glory with you to the deepest hell—"

On Zuo Buzhou's mutilated body, the breath of life had completely vanished.

Then, Sikong Sheng's killing intent remained undiminished, and he locked onto the unconscious Feng Xia.

"Brother Zuo, let me examine your injuries."

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Chapter 0597

"Sikong Sheng, now that the imposter has been dealt with, the real Brother Zuo doesn't need to..."

Yuan Tianqi, who was holding the sacred mountain, arrived and spoke in a deep voice to dissuade him: "We are ultimately companions who help each other. The most urgent task is to heal Brother Zuo's injuries as soon as possible."

Feng Xia could feel that Sikong Sheng's killing intent was still locked on him, showing no signs of weakening.

"Everyone."

Sikong Sheng remained silent.

The air suddenly felt incredibly oppressive.

At that moment, his body suddenly leaned forward, and his demonic blade flashed horizontally, unleashing a burst of killing intent that sliced ​​an invisible thin line through the void.

This scene was completely unexpected by everyone!

The imposter Zuo Buzhou had clearly been dealt with, so why did Sikong Sheng suddenly make a move again?

Just then, Sikong Sheng's sorrowful voice reached everyone's ears:

"I have some bad news for everyone. It seems we've mistaken one person for another. The one who just passed away was Brother Zuo Dao, and this one... is that damned imposter!"

As he spoke, Sikong Sheng closed his eyes, tears streaming down his face: "Brother Zuo, I will surely slay this fiend to avenge you!"

With just one sentence, everyone was immediately taken aback.

"No, wasn't that the real one?"

"Is this one a fake?"

"Then why did you act so decisively just now—"

They didn't react for a moment, but when Feng Xia was about to strike them, they suddenly realized the key to the matter—perhaps from the very beginning, Sikong Sheng had no intention of distinguishing between the real and the fake.

Once both are dealt with, one of them will definitely be a fake!

As for the real one?

I'm truly sorry, we may have had a chance...

"Although it deviated somewhat from my plan, I've still managed to take care of one person. Next, I'll try to take care of one or two more..."

The moment the demonic blade struck, a thousand thoughts flashed through Feng Xia's mind.

Since returning to Qianqiu Valley, the village chief and others have been sent to the Xuantian Battlefield to monitor the movements of the forces outside the realm. Shennv Wuguan has also entered seclusion. Currently, the number of top combatants in Qianqiu Valley is actually not large.

Yu Qianjue is one, and so is someone who's a bit dim-witted.

Although the remaining forces are quite good, they are not enough to deal with several veteran Dharma Heaven Realm experts. Therefore, it is necessary to eliminate these people in advance!

"Brother Zuo, I will avenge you. Rest in peace in the afterlife!"

Seeing that Feng Xia remained motionless, Sikong Sheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Even if he slaughtered many weak creatures, the benefits to him and the demon sword would not be as astonishing as those of a supernatural being of the same level.

He had a vague premonition that if he killed the person in front of him and devoured his life essence, there would be a good chance that he could take a step further and reach a completely new level!

That was a level that no living being on the Eastern Emperor Continent had ever reached.

After all, the cultivation method of the Dharma Heaven Realm has natural limits, and no one has been able to break free from them for over seven hundred years.

And now...

"I will succeed soon! When that time comes, I will be the number one person in the Eastern Emperor Continent!"

Even with Sikong Sheng's composure, a touch of excitement couldn't help but surface.

At that time, apart from that mysterious moon goddess, who else in the world could be his rival?

The Moon Goddess dwells high in the heavens, detached from worldly affairs and mortal matters, while he, Sikong Sheng, will become the undisputed... number one person under heaven!

"We still have to take action; there were clearly easier ways to resolve this."

Feng Xia also secretly lamented, "I guess this is what happens when plans can't keep up with changes."

His initial idea of ​​impersonating someone was to infiltrate the enemy's ranks and surprise them at a crucial moment, but Sikong Sheng's actions completely disrupted all his plans.

It seems that war is the only option now.

Boom——

The malevolent aura emanating from the demonic blade surged into the heavens.

Even hundreds of miles away, one could feel that terrifying malevolent aura, permeated with madness and distortion, as if even space itself was being eroded, about to be corroded and melted by the malevolent energy!