Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 565: The Ancestor of the Divine Transformation (23)

Liang Ye could not hear Shangguan Yin's roar in another world.

She simply stood in front of her opponent and announced it calmly.

Her opponent had been defeated and could have won with just one last blow, but she still announced her resignation at this time.

At this moment, many eyes were focused on her.

Puzzled looks kept appearing. No one knew why Liang Ye announced her withdrawal at this time, nor did they understand whether she was also playing a fake game by doing so.

But at this moment, Liang Ye is more sober than ever.

Since making this decision, she began to conceive a script, thinking about how to destroy Xuantian Sect's conspiracy and rescue Qiu Shaoyuan.

Just now, she was still thinking about how to break the deadlock.

But after seeing Qu Xuan's performance, she suddenly realized and finally knew what she should do.

When you are out and about, you give yourself an identity and make up your own background.

Facing everyone's gaze, she said calmly: "To be honest, I am the author of the music."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.

What is the music of decadence?
It is a piece of music that has suddenly become popular recently. It was the favorite of major anchors some time ago and the source of inspiration for "Rhythm Master".

I didn’t expect that such a popular song would come from the hands of this seemingly fragile girl.

Bai Ye and Qing Luan, who were in charge of the commentary, were still thinking about how to make up for the withdrawal, but they didn't expect to hear such explosive news.

Lin Yuan, who was in charge of all this, stood up excitedly in the backstage, looking at Liang Ye with sharp eyes, thinking about how to lure this girl over.

The competition site is still relatively quiet now, but the audience has already started whispering to each other, and a storm is about to be born.

Liang Ye, who was at the center of the storm, felt that his reputation was rising rapidly.

However, this is not enough.

Looking around at everyone slowly but firmly, Liang Ye said loudly: "I am very happy to see that my work is liked by so many people, and I am also happy that Mr. Bai Long made my music into a game. But now, I must withdraw from the competition because my life span is coming to an end."

Rolling up his Taoist robe, Liang Ye revealed his arms covered with scars from Qiu Shaoyuan's magic, and said calmly: "The Immortal Master of Xuantian Sect has been torturing me secretly. These marks of torture from Xuantian Sect's magic are the best proof! In your eyes, Qu Xuan is just a victim replaced by the Immortal Master of Xuantian Sect. He framed Zhang Ting in a despicable way, and then took the opportunity to fish in troubled waters!"

"I don't know what his plan is, but I can't stand this. Even if I die, I will tell everyone what I've suffered!"

"No matter what, we can't let the Xuantian Sect continue to be so rampant!"

At this moment, the scene was completely detonated.

Liang Ye is very cute, and the injuries on her body make her look more pitiful, just like the little flowers on the hillside after a rainstorm, which is lovable.

She is also very strong, with all kinds of tricks coming out one after another. She is also the author of Mimizhiyin, which made her a hot topic of discussion in the forum as soon as she revealed her identity.

She was also very miserable. Once the incident of being coerced by Xuantian Sect came to light, she immediately stood on the moral high ground and caused the cultivators in Jiuzhou to criticize Xuantian Sect severely.

At this moment, Liang Ye completely gave up his mission.

After all, she had witnessed the brutality of the Xuantian Sect and knew how miserable Jiuzhou would become under their rule.

She had experienced the same pain and knew that she could never leave the world to them.

Instead of trusting these bastards in human skins, it is better to choose Kyushu and cooperate with them.

In this way, although they were in a competitive relationship before, the people of Jiuzhou would not embarrass themselves, and there was space and soil for cooperation between them. And the hero who made all this happen was none other than the person who had been supporting him behind the scenes.

Turning his head, Liang Ye looked at Qiu Shaoyuan not far away.

The other party showed no emotion, and was restricted by "Qu Xuan" so he couldn't show any expression, but Liang Ye still heard what he was thinking.

There is relief, apology, remembrance and regret.

This is the future that Qiu Shaoyuan envisioned, and it is also the best future he can think of.

A strategist who puts his heart into the game can win half a step against heaven.

In order to enable Liang Ye to make such a choice, Qiu Shaoyuan joined in and eventually led to the present.

After forcing a smile, Qiu Shaoyuan fell down softly, completely out of breath.

But Liang Ye didn't rush over.

She walked out of the competition venue amid the discussions of the crowd.

With every step she took, she could feel her strength growing stronger.

She wanted to call the Venerable, but she quickly gave a bitter smile and gave up the idea.

The Venerable was just an imagination of hers. Her own world had used up all its strength just to send her here, and it was impossible for her to maintain the strength to communicate with the Venerable.

She is Liangye and also the Venerable.

In order to prevent this world from being aware of her existence, she completely forgot her past and invented one identity after another so that she could completely integrate into Kyushu.

But now, it's time for her to return.

With the mind together, the magic power began to return.

The fame of this world gathered in her body, allowing her realm to continuously improve.

The middle stage of foundation building, the late stage of foundation building, the complete foundation building...

The early stage of Nascent Soul, the middle stage of Nascent Soul, the late stage of Nascent Soul...

When her realm stabilized at the late Nascent Soul stage, the magic sound of the magic weapon in her body began to merge with it. The audience present could only hear the loud bell sounds like morning bells and evening drums, and then they found that Liang Ye disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, she followed Shangguan Yin's heartbeat, directly tore through the space, and stepped into the small world of the God Transformation Ancestor that was full of horror.

Unlike the magnificent scenery that Shangguan Yin saw, in her eyes, this place was full of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The huge and rotten old ancestor of the God of Transformation was lying on his side in the sea of ​​blood, with black mouths crawling all over his body, and each mouth showed a happy smile.

In the sea of ​​blood, a large number of white corpses opened their mouths like dead fish. They were lurking under the sea of ​​blood, staring at Liang Ye who had suddenly entered.

And on its shoulder, every pore of Shangguan Yin was bleeding, but he was still shaking his head excitedly, and uttering meaningless but terrifying sounds from his mouth.

In his hand, Qiu Shaoyuan's soul fell there. The white soul was out of place here and was the only bright color here.

Taking a deep breath, Liang Ye took out his magic weapon.

Invisible and lascivious music gathered in her hands, and a long sword like an ice blade climbed up her arm, driving her completely crazy.

Knowing that it was useless to speak now, she let out a long roar, and the sound from the beginning of the world immediately resounded throughout the space.

With this majestic sound, Liang Ye picked up his weapon and rushed towards the remains of the god in front of him.

(End of this chapter)