Master Wunian set up a big chess game before his death, which seemed to show some loopholes, but in fact it was linked. In the final analysis, if Li Mengzhou wanted to break the situation, he had to get out of the dry Zen first. In this process, a little situation would be a big trouble.

As long as the master destroys his body in the Tianqi Wasteland, his power cannot return to his heyday, let alone become stronger, so he does not have so much time to delay.

The black fog on Ning Haoran's body became more and more intense, and his aura was slowly rising.

No matter what, it is an indisputable fact that Ning Haoran belongs to the mountain. Even if the will of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland is trapped in the Kuchan Temple, as long as the distance is close enough, the monks outside the mountain can become stronger.

Li Mengzhou had to use Ning Haoran to defeat Zhuo Bingchun.

Just as the Ninth Prince thought, if Li Mengzhou wants to come out of the Kuchan Temple, he must pay some price. The golden light will tear his body apart and destroy his will. Of course, he has the ability to hold on, but the trauma he suffered will be very serious. If that happens, he will absorb the power he gets from Wanglai Lake, which will be greatly reduced.

If you do not have enough ability to resist the subject, and your original body will be destroyed, the result of this battle can be imagined.

If he could use Ning Haoran's body to sneak out a wisp of will trapped in Kuchan Temple, even if it was just a wisp, he would have confidence and maintain more strength to walk out of Kuchan Temple.

It is easy for the master to break the demon-suppressing barrier of Tianqi Wasteland, but it is not that simple to destroy the body of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland. The process is the only time left for Li Mengzhou. He must be able to appear in Tianqi Wasteland before that.

Although Zhuo Bingchun is very strong, he is only at the peak of the God of Knowledge. Ning Haoran, who has been strengthened, may not have the power to fight. Moreover, as long as he can hold on for a little time and give Luo Qingming a stronger power, it is inevitable to break the chessboard formation.

By then, Li Mengzhou would only have to pay a small price to walk out of Kuchan Temple.

Zhuo Bingchun was not sure about the specific situation here, but as long as he was not a fool, he could understand that Li Mengzhou was trapped in Kuchan Temple and could not get out for the time being. All he could do was take Ning Haoran away.

"Master Zhuo, we don't have to be hostile. If you are willing to help me, I will make Ligong Sword Court the strongest mountain gate in the world. The world is still the same world, but there is no more quiet mountains and seas. The people of the world can even practice. That will be a new golden age. Things from the old will eventually be eliminated. This is just a change of the times. Why do you have to talk about right or wrong and black and white?"

Li Mengzhou said calmly: "Everyone in the world depends on qualifications. It is a very unfair thing. I have also encountered extremely unfair treatment. It is God's pity for me and has given me a new method to be born outside the mountain. The so-called abandoned people outside the mountain are just the sayings of the world. In my opinion, the existence outside the mountain is the new hope of monks on earth."

Zhuo Bingchun frowned and said in a deep voice: "You are just finding some high-sounding reasons for yourself, but I am indeed very curious about what identity the Demon Lord of the Wasteland had before he created the mountain outside? Or which mountain gate did you come from in the world?"

"I had speculated earlier that the mountains were separated from the quiet mountains and seas, but the quiet mountains and seas in the world were not sure of your identity, or you were just an unknown little person, or you did not belong to the quiet mountains and seas at all."

Zhuo Bingchun stared at Li Mengzhou tightly. Although his emotions were complicated in his heart, he firmly believed that Li Mengzhou was not so easily defeated. Li Mengzhou must be resisting the will of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland.

Li Mengzhou did not answer his question and said to himself: "The fairness of things in the world is the most valuable, but there is never any fairness in the world. The reason why the quiet mountains and seas exist is the conflicts and conflicts between the monks of your factions."

"People have selfishness, and the selfishness of powerful people is even more terrifying. Even if you appear outside the mountain, you will share the same hatred of the enemy, but the facts also prove that it is just a balance of interests. If the interests are greater, you will take risks at will. How many people really care about this world."

"Even the viewer and Master Wunian are not only considering the world, because they know better that my return will definitely regard them as the primary hunting target. They have the intention to maintain the world, but they are also protecting themselves. There is no problem in itself, but compared to ordinary monks who fight purely to survive, those who stand at extremely high positions are more thoughtful."

Li Mengzhou's expression was very calm. He didn't need to rush to fight or kill Zhuo Bingchun, because it would take some time to let Luo Qingming have enough power to come. That was a time that had to be wasted, because he didn't have much confidence to be sure that Ning Haoran could beat Zhuo Bingchun and delay time, which was naturally necessary.

Although Zhuo Bingchun stood here, he did not know the real purpose of Master Wunian trapping Li Mengzhou in Kuchan Temple, nor did he know that it was mainly to open the demon-suppressing barrier in the Tianqi Wasteland and destroy the body of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland. As a result, he could not notice that Li Mengzhou was delaying.

All he considered was the safety of Li Mengzhou and Ning Haoran, and how could he get the will of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland to escape from Li Mengzhou's body.

He didn't have much thought to think about the world. At least at this moment, he only cared about these young people from Ligong Jianyuan.

Zhuo Bingchun held an unusual sword in his hand.

During the war in Jiang Kingdom, he climbed up the sword cliff and took away the natal sword of the ancestor Lishan Sword Immortal. He had been stagnant at the peak of the God of Zhidao Realm for a long time. He only had one opportunity to break into Xuanming.

He needs to use the natural sword intent of Lishan Sword Immortal to temper the sword heart and break the barrier.

Even he thought that he might be able to rely on the sword intent to blast the Demon Lord of the Wasteland out of Li Mengzhou's head.

The sword cultivator's natal sword is the only weapon in the world that can tear apart the strong bodies of cultivators outside the mountain. The intent of the Lishan Sword Immortal should be even stronger. Although Zhuo Bingchun's cultivation level cannot defeat the Demon Lord of the Wasteland, even if he holds the sword, it will not cause any harm to him. However, it is to deal with the real Demon Lord of the Wasteland. Li Mengzhou's body is far less powerful than that of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland.

But having said that, Li Mengzhou was trapped in Kuchan Temple at this moment, and this fight was difficult to fight. Zhuo Bingchun had to save Ning Haoran first.

He was too lazy to listen to the great principles of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland again. He bullied himself directly and rushed towards Ning Haoran, who was wrapped in black fog and screaming in his head.

When Zhuo Bingchun was approaching only three inches of distance, Ning Haoran's scream suddenly stopped. He suddenly looked up and rushed towards Zhuo Bingchun.

Zhuo Bingchun stomped his right foot hard on the ground, and his figure stopped instantly. At the same time, he raised his right hand lightly and put it on Ning Haoran's shoulder in the blink of an eye. A spiritual energy exploded. Zhuo Bingchun's body was suspended in the air. He pressed Ning Haoran's shoulder with one hand and pressed him to the ground hard. A big pit was directly smashed into the ground.

Of course, his purpose is not to hurt Ning Haoran, but he must make Ning Haoran lose his ability to move. His actions are very reasonable, and he can seriously injure Ning Haoran without killing him.

But with the control of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland, Ning Haoran seemed to have become a monster without consciousness and only knows how to kill. His arms were very twisted, and he grabbed Zhuo Bingchun's right hand and threw it away.

Ning Haoran crawled out of the bottom of the pit, with blood-red eyes open, his skin emitting a metal-like luster. His fist hit the ground, raised the dust in the sky, and his legs exerted force, and his whole body rushed towards Zhuo Bingchun like an arrow.

In the process, the black fog swept through it became more and more intense.

Li Mengzhou looked at the picture quietly, and his index finger was shaking on the golden surface of the chessboard array, and an electric arc appeared, making his index finger charred, but it was just charred.

Although Ning Haoran had no sword, he did not plunder a large amount of Qihai Spiritual Elements like those monks outside the mountain to temper his body, resulting in him not having the strong body of monks outside the mountain, but his consciousness of the mountain was extremely powerful, and with the will of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland, he also tempered him as a whole, allowing him to gain the strong body of ordinary monks outside the mountain.

He was completely like a monster, tireless, regardless of the pain of his body being torn, and like a reckless man, he only knew how to rush forward, but it also caused considerable trouble to Zhuo Bingchun.

Ning Haoran was bombarded again and again, and rushed up again and again, already covered in bruises.

Zhuo Bingchun looked solemn.

He knew he had to make up.

According to Ning Haoran's current state, even if he lacks his arms and legs, he will continue to attack like crazy. His body exudes a metallic luster also makes it difficult for Zhuo Bingchun to knock him out.

If Ning Haoran continues to go crazy, his body will inevitably collapse. If Ning Haoran survives and loses his ability to move, there is only one way left.

Zhuo Bingchun finally drew his sword and unsheathed it.

The sword tip pointed directly at Ning Haoran's dantian Qihai.

The sword intent directly penetrated Ning Haoran's hard body and destroyed his Qihai Gate. The spiritual energy disintegrated like a starlight, and Ning Haoran also fell heavily like a deflated ball. His body fell heavily to the ground. The black fog rose and attacked the sky. Ning Haoran had completely fainted.

The black fog rolling in the sky also lit up a pair of blood-red eyes, and Luo Qingming came!

Li Mengzhou didn't care about Ning Haoran's life or death. He brought Ning Haoran with him just to prevent the trump card that he could use. Now that the powerful Luo Qingming has successfully arrived, he can take the opportunity to break the chessboard formation, and Ning Haoran is useless to him.

Luo Qingming immediately hit the chessboard array.

The golden light on the chessboard formation is flourishing.

Luo Qingming was destroyed in an instant.

But immediately afterwards, Luo Qingming revived again and collided towards the same position again.

After going back and forth, the chessboard array trembled violently, and cracks visible to the naked eye had already appeared in front of Li Mengzhou.

His face also became very pale. Luo Qingming was his will. Every death of Luo Qingming was a trauma to his will. Fortunately, Luo Qingming only died five times, and the chessboard formation finally collapsed.

Li Mengzhou stepped out of Kuchan Temple.

His face turned from white to red, he pursed his lips tightly, and just glanced at Zhuo Bingchun and walked straight to the west.

Zhuo Bingchun naturally could not let him leave. He grabbed the Lishan Sword Immortal's natal sword and slashed towards Li Mengzhou.

Although it was the native sword intent of Lishan Sword Immortal, Zhuo Bingchun was not a sword immortal after all. He underestimated the strength of Li Mengzhou's physique. The sword intent was directly shattered by Li Mengzhou. Although the palm also became bloody and bloody, it was obviously not worth mentioning to Li Mengzhou.

Li Mengzhou turned his back to Zhuo Bingchun, and did not look at him again. He took a step forward and disappeared from the spot. It was obvious that a ball of black fog in the sky was flying out towards the direction of the Tianqi Wasteland at an extremely terrible speed.

Zhuo Bingchun stood there, frowned tightly, thinking about whether Li Mengzhou did not kill him, because there was something more important to do, or because of the influence of Li Mengzhou's own consciousness, the third will tendency to escape from the Demon Lord of the Wasteland?
Chapter completed!