Chapter 1802: compromise
Chapter 1802 Compromise
Dignifiedly beheading Zushi Wusheng himself, this is what Sun Yan dreamed of.
Originally, he thought he would never have such an opportunity in his life, but now, Zhang Lu has given him hope.
A quasi-Hun Meng master, although there is still a gap compared to the real Hun Meng master, but it may not be able to help him.
Just... For revenge, is it worth giving up freedom, dignity and pride?
It can be seen that Sun Yan is struggling very much. He is eager for revenge, eager to personally trample Zong Wusheng under his feet one day in the future, but he is very resistant to serving others.
"Can't we change a condition?" Sun Yan's voice was hoarse.
Judging from his attitude, he was obviously moved, and the original firm idea was also shaken.
Zhang Lu shook his head and said lightly: "If you want me to take action, only this condition will do."
He also saw Sun Yan's hesitation, and added a fire at the right time, saying: "Why, is it difficult for you to be loyal to me? Do you want to retain the last bit of dignity and pride?"
Sun Yan did not speak.
"But do you know that from the moment you entered the body of the mutant creator's will and manipulated the aura of the dead tomb, you are no longer a clone of the lord of the foggy, and your dignity and pride have long since disappeared. You discarded it yourself!" Zhang Lu's voice was indifferent, revealing the scars in Sun Yan's heart, "If you could restrain yourself and not kill those who control the chaos, you would not be affected by the aura of the dead tomb, and you would not sink there. In the improvement of strength, I also respect you as a man and give you a thumbs up."
Speaking of this, Zhang Lu's voice changed: "But you still failed to resist the temptation. In other words, you betrayed the Lord of Hunmeng, betrayed Hunmeng, and betrayed your beliefs! What else can you say about you like this? Dignity and pride? What is there to honor?"
Zhang Lu's words were like a carving knife, piercing deeply into Sun Yan's heart.
The scar in his heart was reopened and stabbed bloody.
"Stop talking! I promise you!" Sun Yan clenched his fists in pain, his body composed of the energy of the dead tomb trembled slightly.
Zhang Lu is right, Sun Yan's dignity and pride were actually lost when he was taken away by Zushi Wusheng, and now he has only one thought in his mind, revenge!
Even if you can't kill Zuku Wusheng, you have to tear off a piece of flesh from Zuku Wusheng.
Sun Yan gasped and stared at Zhang Yu: "If you can really help me solve the problem of this body, or build me a strong body that matches my consciousness, I will swear allegiance to you! "
"Very good, you made a wise decision." Zhang Lu laughed, "Trust me, you will be glad for your decision in the future."
Sun Yan's mood gradually calmed down: "Although I promised you, the premise is that you can really do it. Moreover, whether you can help me get out of the tomb is still a question."
The Celestial Tomb has a barrier against Sun Yan set up by Zong Wusheng. Its function is to block the leakage of the Qi of the Dead Tomb, and it does not affect the access of those who control the chaos. Although Zhang Yu has taken away the puppet from the Celestial Tomb before. , but it does not mean that he will be able to take Sun Yan away. After all, Sun Yan is fundamentally different from those puppets from the Heavenly Tomb.
He is the source of the Qi of the Dead Grave!
"Although I haven't tried it, I think it should be no problem." Zhang Lu smiled lightly, "No matter how strong the enchantment of the celestial tomb is, it will only be arranged by a boundless creation."
Sun Yan gave Zhang Lu a deep look: "I hope so."
Zhang Lu didn't talk nonsense, he directly opened up a channel connecting the world of Dantian, and a huge twisted vortex appeared above their heads.
"By the way, send these muddy controlers too." Zhang Lu said to Sun Yan.
Subduing Sun Yan, and giving away tens of thousands of nine-star muddy masters and hundreds of thousands of eight-star giants, this transaction is simply too cost-effective.
Sun Yan has no objection. Since he has decided to be loyal to Zhang Lu, these puppets will naturally lose their value to him. No matter what Zhang Lu does, he will not have any opinion. Now that Zhang Lu has taken a fancy to them , intends to pack them away together, he naturally doesn't mind helping, anyway, for him, manipulating the tomb puppet these days is not troublesome at all.
After a while, the densely packed celestial tomb puppets disappeared completely, and the entire celestial tomb became empty.
"It's your turn." Zhang Lu looked at Sun Yan.
Sun Yan glanced behind him, looked at the vast land, looked at the prison where he had been trapped for countless years, and finally flew towards the teleportation wormhole. In his slightly nervous mood, his body was unhindered. After passing through the teleportation wormhole, it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this, Zhang Lu breathed a sigh of relief, but the result was as he guessed, this barrier could not stop the teleportation wormhole.
"Let's go." Zhang Lu said to Xiaoxie.
The voice of fell, and Zhang Lu was ready to return to the world of Dantian.
But before he passed through the teleportation wormhole, Xiaoxie jumped off his shoulders with a flattering look: "Master, can I stay first?"
"stay?"
"Look, there is still a lot of dead tomb energy in the tomb today... If it's not swallowed, wouldn't it be a waste?" Xiaoxie flattered: "Also, I swallowed them up to prevent them from harming Hunmeng. have to."
Xiao Xie couldn't help drooling when he thought of the majestic spirit of the dead tomb in the sky tomb.
Without Sun Yan and the puppets of the Heavenly Tomb, the Heavenly Tomb would only be left with the endless aura of the Tomb of the Dead, and the empty altars. If Xiao Xie devoured the Qi of the Tomb of Death, then the Heavenly Tomb would exist in name only. Even if a monster like Zong Wusheng is naturally conceived in the future, it will take a considerable amount of time to grow to this stage.
"Okay." Zhang Lu didn't object, the spirit of the dead tomb was a great supplement to Xiaoxie, but to him, it was very disgusting and uncomfortable, "You just stay and clean up the dead tombs in the heavenly tomb. When the air is cleaned up, you can tell me through sound transmission, and I will come to pick you up at that time."
"Thank you master!" Xiaoxie got excited.
Zhang Lu turned around, his figure instantly turned into a streamer, and disappeared into the teleportation wormhole.
After Zhang Lu disappeared, the teleportation wormhole slowly closed and finally disappeared.
Chaos in the prehistoric world.
Hundreds of thousands of heavenly tomb puppets were temporarily blocked in a fixed space by Zhang Yu, and his eyes fell on Sun Yan in front of him.
For some unknown reason, Sun Yan felt an inexplicable pressure when he felt Zhang Yu's gaze.
There was a faint throbbing in his consciousness, as if facing the once supreme Lord of Hun Meng, no, the pressure Zhang Yu brought him was even ten times, a hundred times stronger than the Lord of Hun Meng!
The most terrifying thing is that just when they were just teleported from the Heavenly Tomb to this muddy fog, the hundreds of thousands of Heavenly Tomb puppets, including those of the tenth, hundred, thousand, and ten thousand levels kings. , was imprisoned in an instant, and no one was able to move.
Such a powerful and incredible means directly stunned Sun Yan!
For a moment, he even suspected that Zhang Yu was not a quasi-Hunmeng master at all, but a Hunmeng master who had already stepped into the realm of Hunmeng master, even stronger than his deity!
"What... what's going on? Isn't he the quasi-Hun Meng master? Why, why is it so terrifying!" Sun Yan was a little confused.
He always thought that Zhang Yu's strength should be about the same as his, and the two were divided into five and five.
But now, the hundreds of thousands of puppets from the Heavenly Tomb, who were imprisoned and unable to move at all, made him realize Zhang Yu's true strength and completely subverted his cognition.