Chapter 1801： change idea

Chapter 1801 Change of Mind

"If Zou Wusheng is as you said, I won't let him go without you saying it." Zhang Ludan smiled and said, "Are there any other conditions?"

Sun Yan was silent for a while. He wanted to say something, but he seemed to be worried, and finally shook his head: "You can do it. I promise, I will never resist, and let you deal with it."

Xiao Xie was about to move: "Master, let me swallow him."

The vast aura of the dead tomb made Xiao Xie very jealous.

If it can devour all the aura of the dead tomb, its strength will probably increase to an unbelievable level.

"You can't." Sun Yan glanced at Xiaoxie and said lightly, "You can't kill me."

Xiao Xie was immediately dissatisfied: "That's not necessarily true."

"My consciousness comes from the Lord of Hunmeng. Unless I also step into the realm of the Lord of Hunmeng, or become the master of Hunmeng, no one can wipe out my consciousness." Sun Yan said lightly: "I can't kill you without life. , do you think you are more powerful than Zuku Wusheng?"

Xiao Xie was stagnant, although it also reached the limitless creation realm, but compared to Zong Wusheng who set foot in this realm countless years ago, it is obviously still a little tender.

"Even if I stand here still, you can't kill me." Sun Yan was expressionless.

These words hit Xiaoxie hard, but Xiaoxie couldn't refute it, and his teeth were itching with anger.

At this time, Zhang Lu suddenly said, "Do you dare to go to another place with me?"

Hearing this, Sun Yan was stunned for a moment, and then he said, "You want me to go to the Hunmeng created by your deity? Why?"

Zhang Lu's deity is the quasi-Hunmeng Lord. Sun Yan knew this for a long time, but he just didn't understand why Zhang Lu didn't kill him directly, but planned to take him to another Hunmeng?

"To be honest, I thought about killing you directly." Zhang Lu said: "But now I have changed my mind."

Sun Yan is the source of the Qi of the Dead Tomb, but it does not mean that killing him can prevent the Qi of the Dead Tomb from continuing to be generated, because even if Sun Yan dies, there is a high probability that a new existence similar to the mysterious will will be born, such as a certain head. The spirit of Hunmeng transformed like Xiaoxie and became an existence comparable to the mysterious will.

Save Sun Yan's life, let Sun Yan control the aura of the dead tomb, and maybe be able to buy a period of time for Hun Meng.

Sun Yan deserves to die, but he is alive, maybe more useful than dead.

"Think about what you have done in the past so many times, and think about the harm you have brought to Hunmeng." Zhang Lu said: "Don't you think it's too easy to die like this? Don't you think, Should I be responsible for this, to make up for the damage I caused to Hun Meng?"

"I understand what you mean." Sun Yan said indifferently: "But I have already embarked on this road, and I can't look back."

From the moment he killed the first Muddy Ruler, there was no turning back.

He stared at Zhang Lu: "Killing the muddler, manipulating the puppets to sacrifice, and destroying the muddy fog is the instinct of this mutant creator's will body, just like a mortal breathing, it's an instinct... Even if I try to restrain myself, It is also unable to resist the erosion of Hun Meng by the Qi of the Dead Tomb."

Maybe he was able to suppress that instinct at first, but he had fallen into the abyss and couldn't do it.

He is now able to maintain a little sanity, not completely crazy, it is not easy.

"Kill me, at least in a short period of time, the speed of Hunmeng's destruction can be slowed down..." Sun Yan seemed to have long since wanted to live, but death was a relief to him, "Besides, this little thing around you seems to be It can also manipulate the spirit of the dead tomb, and with its help, maybe Hunmeng can really achieve another way of eternity."

As long as Xiaoxie can guarantee to devour all the Qi of the dead tomb in Hunmeng, and every time a bit of the Qi of the tomb of death is generated, it can be swallowed up in time, then he can save Hunmeng from the road of destruction.

Of course, Hunmeng is so big, and there are those who control Hunmen falling every moment. Xiaoxie can't completely swallow up all the aura of the dead tomb, unless it can be powerful enough to rival the realm of Lord Hunmeng, so even if he kills Sun Yan, even with the help of Xiaoxie, it is impossible to stop the destruction of Hunmeng, and it can only greatly delay the time of Hunmeng's destruction.

After a pause, Sun Yan said again: "In addition, I remind you that the body of this little thing is very similar to my body in essence. Maybe one day, it will also follow my path."

"Bah!" Xiaoxie scolded suddenly: "You immortal, don't slander me!"

It can't wait to tear Sun Yan's mouth.

Sun Yan said very calmly: "Perhaps you can still maintain your senses now, but who can say what will happen in the future? You have already tasted the sweetness of the spirit of the tomb of the dead... and once you embark on this path, it will be difficult to I'm back. I'm the avatar of the Lord of Hun Meng, and I think I have good self-control, but didn't I fall in the end? How long do you think you can hold on?"

Hearing the words, Zhang Yu cast his eyes on Xiaoxie, thoughtful.

Xiaoxie felt bad for the time, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said carefully: "Master, please don't listen to this old guy's nonsense, my Xiaoxie is dead, and it is impossible to become like this old guy!" On the other hand, he secretly scolded Sun Yan, this old man, when he was about to die, he had to smack himself. It was simply too bad.

"You can believe it or not, I'm just a kind reminder." Sun Yan said.

Zhang Lu waved his hand and said, "I'll talk about it later. If Xiaoxie really turns into that, I have a way to solve it."

Xiaoxie's life and death is only between his thoughts. If Xiaoxie makes trouble, he can wipe out Xiaoxie's consciousness with a single thought.

"It's the same question, do you dare to come with me?" Zhang Lu looked at Sun Yan, "Maybe, I can solve the problem of your body for you, and even build a powerful body for you."

After careful consideration, Zhang Lu finally decided to keep Sun Yan's life and use it for his own use.

What he saw was not Sun Yan's ability to manipulate the Qi of the Dead Tomb, not Sun Yan's powerful strength, but his strong consciousness.

Sun Yan's consciousness comes from the Lord of Hunmeng. Although it is not as terrifying as the deity of the Lord of Hunmeng, it is very close. If Sun Yan is constructed with a body that matches his consciousness, then what kind of performance can Sun Yan be able to play? Strength?

For Zhang Lu, this was considered a bold experiment, and it was also a novel exploration and attempt. Even if he failed, he would have nothing to lose, but if he succeeded, it would definitely be of great significance to him.

"You would be so kind?" Sun Yan had some doubts, "And I don't think you can do it. After all, there is still a gap between the quasi-Hunmeng master and the real Hunmeng master."

"Whether I can do it, that's not something you should worry about. Give it a try, won't you know?" Zhang Yu said lightly: "But you're right about one thing, I'll help you, of course it's not the overflow of love, but Conditional."

"What conditions?"

"Be loyal to me." Zhang Yu greeted Sun Yan's curious eyes and said indifferently: "This is my only condition!"

"Impossible." Sun Yan refused without hesitation, "I can die, but I can't be loyal to anyone!"

He is the avatar of the Lord of Hun Meng, and this is his only remaining dignity and pride, and he will never allow anyone to trample on it.

"Don't you want to kill Zou Wusheng yourself?" Zhang Yu said in a hurry: "Be loyal to me, and I will find a way to reshape your body for you, so that you can fight Zou Wusheng in a dignified manner!"

As soon as these words came out, Sun Yan was silent.