Chapter 241

The war seal has been condensed and formed!

As it happens, longche has completely become a first Indian War sect!

At this moment, the breath of his whole body burst out, and there was a trace of Longwei penetrating out!

At this moment, Ziyang king has fallen into a deep shock.

He didn't expect that the nine changes of Ziyang, his most powerful killer mace, were still unable to achieve any results. On the contrary, the nine rounds of scorching sun were swallowed up by longche's body!

This scene can't be accepted by him at all!

Although his mind was completely occupied by the killing heart, the vibration in his heart at this time vaguely covered the killing breath.

At this moment, it seemed that the clear color in his eyes appeared more.

After the Qingming color came out, the smell of killing was also forcibly controlled by him. Although he could not control it all, the smell of killing around him was undoubtedly minimized.

"Buzz!"

In the air sea of longche Dantian, the demon tower in Bahuang town regained calm again.

Turned into a towering God tower, standing still over the Dantian.

It seems that the ghost crying and wolf howling and the divine power have never appeared before.

At this moment, long Che also opened his eyes directly.

Two golden lights, shining from his eyes, were sacred and broad, rolling and threatening with the power of the dragon, pouring over the Ziyang king like waves.

At a glance, he saw that the Ziyang King seemed to be making efforts and struggling at the moment.

The evil spirit is collapsing.

After struggling hard, the king of Ziyang tried his best to clear the gas of killing.

"Ziyang king, what are you doing?"

Longche looked at the scene with cold eyes and asked.

"Please... Xiao you... Save for me!"

At this moment, the meaning of killing in the eyes of Ziyang King almost disappeared.

He spoke with a trace of supplication.

"Redemption?"

Hearing this, longche's eyes also twisted slightly.

"I was killed by a traitor. I should have slept here, but I didn't want to be imprisoned by the traitor of the corpse Wu mansion that day, using secret methods, trying to make me a corpse puppet forever!"

When King Ziyang said this, long Chedun confirmed his guess.

If it had not been for the towering hatred, the tomb of Ziyang king would not have such a strong sense of killing!

"A remnant of my soul has been imprisoned for a long time and has a terrible smell of killing. I want revenge!"

"But I didn't think that the people in the corpse martial arts house had powerful means and locked the corpse magic chain, which I couldn't escape!"

"The resentment in my heart for a long time has accumulated into a strong gas of killing, radiating everywhere. I want to use the walking corpses around to break out the corpse tide and carry out crazy killing!"

"I can't control my soul! It's not what I want!"

At this point, there was a great sense of regret in the eyes of the king of Ziyang.

But the smell was soon covered up by the smell of killing.

The killing spirit in his body has obviously reached a point beyond his control!

"How do you want me to redeem?"

Long Che restrained his shock and said calmly.

"Dig out my heart of Ziyang! Little friend, so that I can be redeemed!"