The sword is sharp.

The thorns were rolling black mist, Luo Qingming showed his figure, rolled up the sword intent, swept with boiling magma, and stood the earth and rocks collapsed, sputtering towards the audience in a rather explosive manner.

In an instant, the magma hundreds of meters high rose up, which made the hot air worse.

The observer is calm and composed.

He reached out and pointed.

Magma is extinct.

The black mist dissipates.

The sword intent disappears.

It seemed like the thunder was loud and the raindrops were small, and the momentum was surging, but it disappeared silently.

In fact, the thunder is loud and the raindrops are also loud, but the viewer is stronger.

Li Mengzhou narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice: "If I can't regain my life, I can't beat you."

The observer said: "During the period when you were hiding behind the scenes, sitting in the world with Luo Qingming as your intention, you knew very well that the battle outside the mountain was doomed to fail."

"My junior brother, King You, once went deep into the wasteland. I don't know what he saw, but he seemed to be scared by you. His mind was a little abnormal. Whether what he saw and smelled was real or false, it didn't make much sense, and I don't want to explore it."

"I'm just curious about the emergence of the Demonic Period. Since it is doomed to fail, you still let it happen. You have been trapped in the wasteland for so many years, but you have left chess pieces in the world, waiting for the opportunity to make a comeback. If you just want to absorb the luck of the world and make you stronger, why can't you do it soon?"

"Or you know very well that in today's time, will the fortunes of heaven and earth be revived? Can they give you greater strength?"

Li Mengzhou did not directly answer the viewer's intention, but just pointed at the sky and said, "It is difficult to guess the will of heaven. Master Wunian was able to compete with heaven, but lost a lot. It was because he did not really understand the will of heaven, but I found a trace of signs a long time ago."

The audience raised his eyebrows and said, "It's just a little bit of a sign that I dares to let you gamble with the whole mountain. It's indeed a madman's behavior."

Li Mengzhou smiled and said, "Because I am very confident, it is better to say it is something I have recognized. I am different from you, because God's will is on my side."

The observer said: "If it were someone else, such confidence would be extremely blind and ignorant, but for some reason, you seem to have this confidence."

He then said: "In today's world, there are very few people who have entered all the holy places of luck. Those who enter the mysterious life will have the ability to resist your will. And those who can ensure that your will can invade, Li Mengzhou is indeed the only one who meets the conditions in the younger generation. But can you draw the luck of the holy land through Li Mengzhou's body, and how can you draw the luck of the new world in the world?"

The Demon Lord of the Wasteland put his target on Li Mengzhou, not just because Li Mengzhou has already stepped into four of the only five holy places in the world. The Scene Lord can easily figure it out because the ending was already destined when the Medicine Emperor Longyuan and Li Mengzhou were involved.

In fact, a long time ago, the will of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland had appeared in Li Mengzhou.

It was him who witnessed Li Mengzhou stepping into the Thousand Seas, climbing Zhaoyao Mountain, climbing Jianshan, and then heading to the Snow Mountain of Yan Kingdom, entering Chaowu City.

It was not necessarily driven by the will of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland. After all, his will was truly coming in the Snow Mountains of Yan Kingdom. Just like he knew the will of heaven, he also knew that Li Mengzhou would definitely walk those paths.

Everything is like a big net, it seems irrelevant, but it is actually closely connected.

The will of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland could not directly absorb the fortune of the holy land. He had to need a medium. Except for Nanyu Wanglai Lake, the other four fortune-telling places were actually entangled in one piece due to the appearance of Li Mengzhou.

Each holy land of luck left the mark of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland. When he was looking down at Lake, he absorbed all the luck of the five holy lands in the world.

At present, the luck of reviving between heaven and earth is gradually growing. Although it is far from comparable to the five holy places of luck, if the Demon Lord of the Wasteland can really capture all the luck of heaven and earth, it should not be underestimated.

The master of the temple can actually guess something. The monks outside the mountain can plunder the spiritual essence of the cultivator, and naturally they can plunder the luck. If they want to plunder all the luck in the world, ordinary monks outside the mountain will definitely not be able to do it. Moreover, the luck has been exhausted for hundreds of years, and they did not have the opportunity to plunder.

But during the period when the fortune of heaven and earth is recovering, the Demon Lord of the Wasteland was given an excellent opportunity.

The viewer looked at the wasteland that looked like purgatory and said suddenly: "You still have to return to your body to absorb the luck between heaven and earth."

Li Mengzhou raised his eyes and looked at Luo Qingming, who had condensed from the black fog in the sky, and said, "What I worry most about in Kuchan Temple is that you will destroy my body, and as long as I return to the wasteland, I will actually win."

The observer smiled and said, "The moment your will returns to your body, I can destroy you, so that I can save me from looking for you."

Li Mengzhou lowered his head and smiled, "You said you wanted to destroy the entire Tianqi Wasteland. I don't care whether you really want to do that. The attack point is not the same and cannot threaten my body. Now you have said such ridiculous words again."

"People, Psychologist, you are the most powerful person in the world, you are even stronger than me, but don't look down on yourself too much. My body is the strongest in the world. Even if you are Psychologist, don't think you can easily destroy it, let alone when my will returns to your body."

The viewer said happily: "Then you might as well give it a try."

Li Mengzhou said coldly: "Actually, you can kill my current body. Although my will cannot disappear, it can also weaken my power. What you call fighting for the world can even ignore the life of your disciple, so how can you care about this body?"

"There must be a reason why you didn't do that. I don't believe that you did nothing in the wasteland, but no matter what you are thinking in your heart, the final victory will belong to me."

The observer frowned and said, "The Demon Lord is really confident. Since you have noticed the problem inside, you are still planning to try to see if I can destroy your real body?"

Li Mengzhou said: "My will is immortal. Even if you leave this body, you can't kill me. Maybe you are indeed prepared to firmly believe that it can destroy my body, but I will only prove to you with facts that you are indeed very likely to destroy my body before my will returns, but as long as my will returns to my body, you will die."

"No matter what plan you have, it will collapse in the face of absolute power."

The observer said, "I have killed your will thousands of times. It seems that it is true, but it is impossible to make a judgment on whether it is truly immortal or immortal. Apart from heaven, there is something else that is truly immortal. Even heaven may die. Who can know whether the heaven is the heaven that is the past?"

"I can kill you thousands more times until I kill you completely."

Li Mengzhou smiled but said nothing.

Luo Qingming flew over the wasteland, and as the black fog gradually became richer, his body became stronger.

The observer observes any movement around him.

The heavyest position of the black fog condenses must be where the body of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland is.

He did not seem to have stopped the return of the will of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland.

When he found that all the black fog was wrapped around the original stone sculpture, he thought unexpectedly that the real body of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland was under the stone sculpture.

But the original location of the stone sculpture had long been swallowed up by boiling magma, which also means that the body of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland was soaked in the magma.

This alone is enough to prove how terrible the body of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland is.

He turned his eyes to look at Li Mengzhou. The black mist that emerged from his body had disappeared, the will of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland had completely escaped, and Li Mengzhou seemed to wake up like a dream, and was more like instantly exhausted, as if his body was hollowed out, collapsed on the ground, panting rapidly, and his face turned pale.

The master of the spectator did not hesitate. When the devil of the wasteland was about to pour into the magma, the white chess piece he held was thrown out.

An extremely dazzling light bloomed in the dark sky-rare wasteland.

The huge Buddhist seal spread out the night, and the white chess pieces smashed the magma, suppressing the black fog.

The black fog is isolated from the magma and cannot fly away. It can only impact from all directions, but it is all bounced back by the Buddha's seal.

As the impact of the black fog became more and more intense, the Foyin showed signs of collapse.

The host raised his palm and slapped it down, and the words of the heavenly book turned into a wall, completely trapping the black fog.

He breathed a little, but his expression was still solemn.

Although he had insight into Master Wunian's intention and had temporarily trapped the will of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland with the power of the Heavenly Book and White Chess, it was very troublesome for his body to be under the magma.

If he could not find out the body of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland, his will would eventually escape.

Looking back at Li Mengzhou who was gradually awakening, the audience frowned slightly.

"That feeling is really strange, as if I am me, and I am not me."

Li Mengzhou patted his head and stood up shakingly.

The audience looked at him and said, "Do you think there is something wrong?"

Li Mengzhou thought about it carefully and said, "It seems that there are problems everywhere, but it seems that there is no problem."

The observer nodded and said, "Then there should be no problem."

Li Mengzhou said: "When I was in chaos, I seemed to have looked back at the life of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland and found that he was no different from me. His experience was experienced by many people. His thoughts at that time were the same as when I first learned that there was something wrong with my Qihai and that I might not be able to embark on the path of cultivation."

He looked up at the audience and said, "If it were me, he might make the same choice as him."

The audience looked at him deeply and said, "Many people will make such a choice. When they try their best to make a goal, they find that when they are still standing still and are deeply in despair, a new road appears in front of them, or even a smooth road. How many people can resist the desire to not move forward."

Li Mengzhou looked at the black fog that was suppressed by the white chess and said softly: "What do the master plan to do?"

The observer said calmly: "That white chess piece contains the true intention of Master Wunian. With the blockade of the heavenly book, with the power of me and the two of us, if nothing unexpected happens, it will be a situation that will not be unexpected. If there is any accident, he may break through at any time. What I have to do is naturally destroy his body."

Li Mengzhou frowned and said, "But his body is in the magma."

The observer said, "Then let the magma hang upside down."

Li Mengzhou was a little surprised.

The host of the spectator raised his hand slightly, and an extremely powerful aura appeared between the heaven and earth. The hot and surging magma bulged out bubbles, and it turned out like mountains and rivers flowing backwards, rising in the air, and entering the sky.

It was like a magma curtain hanging in the sky.

It was like magma raining in the sky, hanging upside down on the Milky Way.

It was an extremely spectacular picture.

"The master of the contemplation is truly a god."

Li Mengzhou swallowed secretly.

Magma hangs upside down in the sky, leaving deep pits on the ground.

The host stands on the edge.

The deep ravines that stretch for tens of thousands of miles and crisscrossing are bottomless, like an abyss.

The irregularly arranged stone roads are like spider webs.

It also looks like a pattern of a large array.
Chapter completed!