It is rare to get together and to recognize each other. They only see each other and naturally have a lot to say.

But considering the dazzling red marks in the sky, Wei Yu thought it was more important to deal with the current affairs first.

Due to the large number of people present, he has been reminding Cheng Beiluo with his eyes and verbal hints.

But Cheng Beiluo seemed to be unable to understand the hint in his eyes, and he only focused on reminiscing with his master, not mentioning the crack at all, as if he had forgotten what he had said before.

Gradually, other monks from Liuhua Sword Sect noticed something wrong with him, not to mention the monks around who were already dissatisfied with him.

"What's going on with this Liuhua Sword Sect? I always feel that they are a little confused. At this time, they are talking about the past. They need to reminisce about the past. They can wait until the matter is over and go back to talk enough."

Perhaps because he was furious, some people gradually spoke with a bit of sarcastic sarcasm. "He can still return to the sect with his appearance. I'm afraid he will be surrounded and wiped out as soon as he leaves this secret realm."

"Haha, it's not me. I suspected that he had something wrong with it before. After all, other monsters were crazy, and only he was in a normal state. When he came back, he said that he could repair the rift. In my opinion, he was strange from the inside out and asked me to say that this person was not trustworthy at all."

"Maybe it was a secret agreement with these ten people, otherwise why would he only seem uncontrollable?"

There is never a lack of malicious speculation among the crowd, especially in this strange environment, which will be magnified countless times.

Su Jiu frowned in discomfort as he heard these people's nonsense, looked at Cheng Beiluo, as if he was about to say something to those who were talking nonsense.

But Xia Jue patted Su Jiu on the shoulder and shook her head.

Su Jiu pursed her lips, then smiled like a self-deprecatingly. He said that his fellow disciples were all there, so where was there a place for her to speak.

Feng Qi misunderstood Su Jiu's expression, "Do you think what these people say makes sense?"

Su Jiu shook his head, "It's nonsense. Cheng Beiluo was originally a god-transforming monk. These people's control over Cheng Beiluo is naturally weaker than ordinary monks. As long as Cheng Beiluo persists and resists this control, it is not impossible."

Feng Qi raised his eyebrows, "You can see clearly."

Su Jiu didn't say anything anymore, but just looked in the direction of Cheng Beiluo.

Cheng Beiluo was still talking about something, and a bit of embarrassment appeared on the faces of other monks from Liuhua Sword Sect.

Wei Yu's face was even more enduring anger and confusion.

Seeing this situation, Su Jiu's eyes flashed slightly.

She always felt that she seemed to have overlooked something very important, and was the sadness that flashed in Cheng Beiluo's eyes just now her illusion?

The emotions in the red eyes are difficult to distinguish for normal monks, and even Su Jiu cannot understand something deeper from this.

But the feeling that the surroundings bring to her now is really not very good.

A quarter of an hour passed without realizing it.

Wei Yu seemed to finally couldn't help but burst out "Cheng Beiluo!"

Cheng Beiluo's huge body stiffened slightly for a moment, then he laughed as if he was indifferent, "What can I do if I scream so loudly? I can hear it."

A hint of coldness appeared on the corner of Wei Yu's lips, "Don't waste time."

Cheng Beiluo raised his huge head and looked at the red mark that seemed to be about to penetrate the entire sky. He couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, "Actually there is still time..."

But then he laughed again, "But it's really time to do serious things..."

There was a hint of depression in his voice, and the bad premonition in Su Jiu's heart became stronger and stronger.

"No need to do anything next, just watch my performance..."

Then Cheng Beiluo recited a spell that others could not understand. His speaking speed was very fast, but in a flash, a whirlpool formed on his head.

In addition, a trace of demonic energy also spilled out of the dantian of the ten people, which directly connected to the vortex above his head. Of course, this also included the dead Mingshan.

While absorbing the demonic energy of the ten people, Cheng Beiluo explained, "While his dantian has not yet dissipated, he can still save the contract power on him, but it only needs another way to transfer it."

Now he is the only living monster, so he has become the only object of carrying this contract.

The bad premonition in Su Jiu's heart finally spread as Cheng Beiluo's words.

If she remembered it well, this contract is so powerful that it requires ten god-transforming monks to barely suppress it, but Cheng Beiluo now has only one person, and you can guess what the result will be if you think about it...

"Stop!" Su Jiu shouted.

Many monks, including Liuhua Sword Sect, obviously did not understand the meaning contained in the Beiluo Talk.

However, Su Jiu understood.

Xia Jue pressed Su Jiu's shoulder and said in a low voice, "It's useless. Once the spell begins, it cannot stop, otherwise he will die if he is backfired."

Su Jiu felt a little cold in his heart, "But only ten god-transforming monks can bear the contract, how could he be alone..."

"Cheng Beiluo is a monk in the God Transformation Stage after all. Do you think he can't consider the issues you can consider?"

"He has a last move?"

Xia Jue nodded.

However, this perception did not make Su Jiu feel very happy. Even the latter move was a bit unlucky in Su Jiu's opinion.

"Why didn't he change Mingshan's contract only, so that he would be much easier."

"This demon world can't make you do whatever you want so easily. If you want to change your mind, you can only transfer all your ideas. There is no such thing as transferring the contract of a single person."

"He will die..."

Xia Jue did not answer this question. Su Jiu knew that even if the senior brother said it, it would probably not be the answer she wanted to hear...

After about a stick of incense, the demonic energy on Cheng Beiluo's body became more and more intense.

Even the stupid sword cultivators of Liuhua Sword Sect noticed something was wrong.

Wei Yu frowned and said coldly, "What the hell is he doing?"

"He didn't say before, transfer the contracts on these ten people to himself." The person who replied was Chu Qianqiu.

“What contract?”

Chu Qianqiu thought for a while, "It's a bit difficult to explain. You can understand it as a key that seals this rift. What Cheng Beiluo is doing now is to transfer the keys on these ten people to himself."

Wei Yu's expression was a little better, and he still liked to listen to clean, concise and easy-to-understand words.

"After you get this key, you can seal the crack."

Chu Qianqiu glanced at Wei Yu with a playful look, and looked at the relaxed expression on the face next to him. Obviously, he didn't understand what Cheng Beiluo was going to face...

In fact, it is not just Wei Yu. Most people are a little out of their state, or they don’t understand what Cheng Beiluo is doing, they only know that what he is doing is related to the sealing crack.

However, the nine people who were seized from the contract all turned pale.

In addition to accidents, they felt even more thrilling.

Without this layer of contract protection, everyone knows what fate they will face.

"You...how did you get this transfer technique!"

There are thousands of transfer techniques in the world. Some can be used to transfer objects, some can be used to transfer people, and of course, the more advanced ones can also transfer souls. As for the ability to transfer demon deeds, it is difficult to find another one in the sky and the earth.

Unfortunately, there was a transfer technique like this among the ten of them. This technique was given to them by that person. If they said that they would not be willing to bear this contract one day, they could transfer it to others...

But I didn't expect that Cheng Beiluo discovered it one step ahead of time and learned it!

Cheng Beiluo looked at the speaker with scarlet eyes and sneered, "You are transforming into gods, and I am also transforming into gods, even if you become a monster who is neither human nor ghost. I am also transforming into gods. As long as you use snacks, the broken place you hide can't stop me."

The nine people's faces suddenly turned as dark as the bottom of the pot.

In the end, the mentality of the monk practicing Void was calmed down. "You have been preparing for this day long?"

"Yes, otherwise you will be a god-like sword cultivator. Why do you have to endure humiliation among you and be controlled by you like a fool!" He is a sword cultivator and has the hard bones of a sword cultivator. If he hadn't lived with hope, he would have been unable to hold on, but there was no need to say these words to others.

As he spoke, the contract on the ten people had been completely transferred to Cheng Beiluo.

Cheng Beiluo's body was full of waves, as if it would explode in the next moment.

Everyone from Liuhua Sword Sect finally realized something was wrong.

Wei Yu grabbed Chu Qianqiu and asked, "What's wrong with him? Why do I feel that the aura on his body is so unstable."

Chu Qianqiu did not answer, and Cheng Beiluo also turned around.

His body is larger than before and looks even more terrifying, as if he can kill a person with one foot.

Cheng Beiluo looked at the people of the Liuhua Sword Sect with his scarlet eyes, calm and gentle.

His limbs bent and he knelt heavily in front of them. His huge head lowered and knocked on the ground, splashing a piece of dust.

"A disciple of Liuhua Sword Sect, Cheng Beiluo, bid farewell to the master."

At that moment, his body as a monster seemed to be fading, and a middle-aged man with strong facial features appeared in front of others.

This scene was fleeting. When everyone realized it, the huge monster had long disappeared, and it seemed that no one had ever appeared in the position where Cheng Beiluo knelt before.

A black beam of light flew straight into the stone tablet.

The stone tablet lit up again, and at the same time, the red marks that were penetrated between the sky disappeared.

The moon also turned into a faint silvery white.

The sky is already a little brighter, and I think I will see the long-lost sun in a short while.

However, the people from Liuhua Sword Sect seemed to be stupid.

The old man standing in front, trembling his hands and took out a jade pendant. The luster of the jade pendant no longer existed, and a crack appeared in the middle. The old man's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, but he could still tell two words from the broken sound...
To be continued...