I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

Chapter 611 Offering From The Deep Sea

BOOM!

Another core formation cultivator self-destructed.

Qiao ciguang's heart sank. Junior Sister Zhang Jing was also dead, and only Junior Sister Ruan Zhi was still alive!

Just as she was about to continue her attack, a drop of warm blood suddenly floated onto her face. Not far away, the strange female corpse had finally reached its limit. The cracks on her body were no longer limited to the surface of her skin, but were accompanied by creaking and creaking sounds.

The female corpse's body shattered piece by piece. In the end, the remaining bones, flesh, and blood were controlled to charge towards sang. Just like what sang had ordered Shi Wanli and the disciples of su zhentian to do, she self-destructed!

Boom ... Boom ...

The physical body of the core formation realm and the strange aura that had temporarily descended on the physical body exploded at the same time. At the same time, Thunder rumbled in the sky above their heads and rain poured down without any warning.

But very quickly, under the double suppression of the island's restrictions and curses, the range of the self-explosion was surprisingly small. The strange aura from the floating life realm also quickly faded like a tree without roots.

In just a few breaths, the lightning disappeared and the rain stopped.

The female corpse turned into ashes, and sang's figure reappeared in the air.

His situation was also terrible, the twelve cities were all gone, even the huge mulberry trees that supported the twelve cities were thin, but he could still hold on for a while.

The self-destruction of the female corpse that had mysteriously appeared in the floating life stage was indeed extremely terrifying. If he was in another place, he would probably lose the ability to resist even if he did not die.

However, the ethereal Island was the place where his former master had stayed.

Even if it was strange, it would not affect this land.

However, he had delayed for too long. He had to kill the young master as soon as possible!

When he thought of this, sang immediately ignored Qiao ciguang, turned around, and fled in a certain direction.

"Don't you dare leave!" Qiao ciguang quickly blocked sang's path. She stepped on the silver waves, and the myriad mystic branch turned into thousands of flying swords that whistled like rain. Sword Qi crisscrossed and slashed down!

Sang's expression darkened, and he immediately made his move. The leaves of the giant mulberry tree shattered, shattering all of Qiao ciguang's techniques. At the same time, he spoke in a ghastly voice, " "Curse!"

The moment the curse fell, several bright yellow talismans appeared around Qiao ciguang's body again. The talismans flickered with a faint light and slowly burned, blocking the corrosion of the curse's power.

Immediately after, the thousand profound branch changed its form again. Countless moonblades appeared out of thin air and flew towards the giant Mulberry.

Shua!

The Mulberry opened its hand, and from the huge Mulberry, a branch that required several people to wrap their arms around it fell off on its own and faced the moonblade. With a brush, the branch and the moonblade disappeared almost at the same time.

At that moment, sang's aura was getting weaker and weaker.

He reached out to Qiao ciguang again."Die!"

Another branch of the giant mulberry tree as thick as a water tank fell off. It swept towards Qiao ciguang with overflowing resentment, hatred, curses, and evil thoughts.

Qiao ciguang's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously dodged. Taking advantage of this, sang turned around and left, intending to continue looking for PEI Ling.

However, at this moment, the entire Island suddenly shook!

It was as if the gloominess, restrictions, and terror that had been pressing down on his heart since he came to the island had disappeared in an instant. The various restrictions and curses that filled the surroundings had also faded in an instant.

Sang was startled, and then his face turned pale.

The young master had already obtained master's inheritance!

In the next moment, the giant Mulberry above his head collapsed silently like a building. It had already turned into ashes halfway through its collapse.

As for sang's power, it was quickly being dispelled along with the island's restriction.

He stretched out his hand as if he wanted to hold her back, but his fingers were empty, and he couldn't hold onto anything ... He had been imprisoned on this Island by his master to guard the inheritance that his master had left behind. Now that the restrictions and curses on the island had disappeared, it didn't mean that he was free.

Instead ... Both his body and soul were destroyed!

Yes, sang had long since become one with the curse on the island ...

At this moment, there seemed to be smoke and clouds changing in front of his eyes.

In the depths of the thousand fathoms sea, the water was as black as ink.

Intermittent sobs came from the ink-Black Sea.

It was a simple and crude bamboo raft, which was only sloppily tied up with newly wrung hemp rope.

After being soaked in it for a long time, it was already showing signs of scattering.

On the bamboo raft, a seven or eight-year-old child, who was well-dressed and wearing a Yingluo ring and a longevity lock on his neck, was sobbing in fear.

&Quot; father ... Mother ... Grandfather ... Grandmother ... Big brother ... Elder sister ... &Quot; a day and a night had passed. No matter how he called out, how he admitted his mistake and begged for mercy, he was surrounded by the vast sea. From time to time, there were strange-looking sea beasts and translucent things that he didn't know and didn't dare to think about. They passed by the bamboo raft.

Pairs of eyes filled with evil and greed stared at the child from far and close. Feeling the undisguised desire in their eyes that seemed like they wanted to pounce on him and devour him at any time, the child was terrified to death.

He cried even louder, begging for mercy, making a scene, acting coquettishly ... But the family that used to treat him gently had disappeared without a trace.

The child could only watch helplessly as the bamboo raft drifted with the current and gradually disintegrated.

In the end, he and the bamboo raft were swept to the bottom of the sea with a sharp cry. The feeling of suffocation was overwhelming, and he soon lost consciousness ...

When the child woke up, he found that he had been pushed to an Island by the waves.

The island was surprisingly quiet. There wasn't even the sound of insects.

All he could see were roses that bloomed freely. They were as red as blood and as white as tea. They dotted the dark branches and leaves, as beautiful as brocade.

In the center of the island, a giant mulberry tree rose from the ground. Its branches and leaves were lush, like a mountain, and it stood tall like a pillar.

The pavilions were like a canopy, covering the entire Island under the canopy.

The child raised his head and looked at the towering mulberry tree. He felt fear instinctively, but he had nowhere to go. Hunger made him get up, trembling with fear. He walked from the beach and carefully walked into the dense rose bushes.

Then, the child walked all the way to the giant mulberry tree. Just as he was looking around for food, a pair of eyes suddenly opened on the trunk of the giant mulberry tree. With a thunderous voice, it said,"Yet another sacrifice sent by his family in pursuit of wealth."

&Quot; where did these stupid mortals hear this rumor from? they think that placing the most precious children in their family on bamboo rafts as a sacrifice to the souls of the dead in the sea will bless them with great wealth? "

"Ah!" The child didn't understand the meaning of its words in time. He turned around in fright and ran away. &Quot; monster! Monster!"

However, after running for a long time, he could only run in circles under the giant mulberry tree. Just as the child was terrified, the giant mulberry tree lazily said, " "Why are you panicking? I'm a demon, you're a ghost, we're both hateful existences that the living would avoid. No one is more precious than the other."

Two huge purplish-red mulberries suddenly fell into the child's hands. &Quot; here, eat something and calm down. &Quot;

"G-ghostly being?" The mulberries were soft and juicy, staining his palm red and exuding an alluring and sweet smell. The child was young and innocent, and his stomach was rumbling with hunger. When he saw the other party taking the initiative to give him seemingly good food, his fear was immediately reduced. He was stunned when he heard this, and only then did he realize that he had no shadow ...

For a moment, he forgot to eat. He looked at his hand in a daze. When did he die?

Did he die of fear while drifting to the island, or did he suffocate to death after being swallowed by the waves?

He could not remember at all ...

&Quot; ba da, ba da ... &Quot; after realizing that he was already dead, large drops of tears quickly flowed out of the child's eyes.

At the same time, his body that was originally so solid that it seemed to have a physical form shook slightly and became much fainter.

Not far away, a cluster of rose branches seemed to have sensed something and took the initiative to reach over and wipe his face.

The roses on this Island were different from other places. They had pitch-black leaves and blood-red flowers, which were delicate and strange.

However, when the petals touched the child's cheeks, it gave him a gentle and delicate feeling.

"You little fool." Ju sang said indifferently, " a ghost's tears contain your source of power. You were not fully grown when you were alive, and now that you have just died, your soul should be weak. If not for the uniqueness of this place, it would be impossible to have such a solid soul. Now that you are crying for the person who abandoned you, it is no different from taking the initiative to have your soul scattered."

"Forget it, this is your own choice."

Then, the eye on the tree closed and disappeared.