Hearing the effect of the Burial God Grass, everyone was speechless for a while. Using the word "anesthetic" to describe the funeral god grass is really not an ordinary image!

Wolf King Garcia heard the discussion in the distance, turned his head and grinned at the person who explained, and said, "You are right. The Burial God Grass is indeed the grass produced in the Burial God Valley! Because only the Burial God Grass that grows in the innermost periphery of the Burial God Valley will work on the martial artists of the demigod and above. Those have been plucked by the king. ”

"Wow~!"

Hearing Garcia's words, Eric vomited even harder.

"Hehe, Ancestor, don't waste your time. It's useless to spit out all the bile. The medicinal properties of the Burial God Herb have long been absorbed by you. Garcia laughed.

"Burial Grass...... There is no cure. Why aren't you affected?" asked Eric weakly.

"Hehe~" Garcia showed a smug smile on his face and said casually, "If you take the Funeral God Herb every day for more than ten years, you will also become resistant to medicine like me!"

Smelling, Eric suddenly understood.

It is no wonder that Garcia obviously has the medicinal effect of the Burial God Herb in his blood, but it does not have the slightest effect on it.

Thinking of this, Eric also felt a little chill in his heart.

Taking Funeral God Herb every day for more than ten years sounds simple, but it is too difficult to really do, it is tantamount to masochism!

"You ungrateful brute! If you hadn't had this ancestor, you would still be a bastard of the Kurik family. It was this ancestor who gave you the status you have today, and you actually started to calculate and deal with this ancestor more than ten years ago?

Garcia is the second strongest of the werewolf clan. It is conceivable who he began to take the Burial God Herb more than ten years ago, and the purpose is to deal with whom.

No, you don't have to think about it at all!

There is only one person who can deserve Garcia's such painstaking efforts, and that is the Wolf Emperor Eric!

Hearing this, Garcia's face also became cold, and he said with a cruel smile: "Old fellow, don't talk about yourself so noble! Do you think I don't know your plans?"

Yes, you are indeed what make me who I am. But you're not cultivating me for me, not for me, not for the werewolves, but for yourself!"

Speaking of this, Garcia's face suddenly became hideous, and he roared loudly: "Lao Tzu regards you as a benefactor and a master, but you treat Lao Tzu as your blood food, ready to devour Lao Tzu when Shouyuan is exhausted!"

Now that you know your purpose, if you don't prepare, won't you sit back and wait for death?"

Hearing this, Eric's face was slightly stunned, and then all his anger disappeared, and his voice was hoarse: "You...... How do you know?"

"Hehe~"

Garcia smiled coldly and did not answer at all.

Rumble~!

In the distance, everyone heard the conversation between Garcia and the two, and their scalps were numb and their backs were cold.

These two powerhouses of the werewolf clan really let them see the cunning of the wolf nature, and they had an eye-opening feeling.

A man who began to lay out decades ago, brought the humble and talented Garcia with him to cultivate, and spent decades cultivating him into a demigod peak powerhouse and the second master of the werewolf clan.

But its purpose turned out to be to treat the other party as blood food to prolong his life.

The other, after learning the other party's purpose, still pretended not to know, and began to secretly consume the funeral god grass more than ten years ago, just to yin the other party at a critical moment.

I have to say that the minds of these two people are too gloomy.

……

Hearing Garcia's horrific laughter, Eric was terrified.

Even if he only had ten days left to live, he didn't want to die like this.

"How to say that I have cultivated you, is a fact. Leave me alone, let's write it off!" Eric said slowly.

Hearing this, Garcia's face was full of ridicule, "Old fellow, don't you feel blush when you say this? Since Lao Tzu became a demigod, you have been wary of Lao Tzu everywhere and deliberately suppressed Lao Tzu. Do you think Lao Tzu will not be able to see this?

Over the years, every time I got the news of a treasure, it was Lao Tzu who fought for it. but all the treasures you have obtained are in your hands. If it weren't for those treasures that Lao Tzu obtained, would you have survived until now?!"

"What do you want?" said Eric coldly.

Garcia smiled as he stuffed the healing medicine mixed with the Burial God Herb into his mouth, and said, "Don't try to delay time, it's useless! If you want to recover your internal strength, it will take at least three minutes." As for what I think, it's simple......"

As he spoke, Garcia's face suddenly twisted, grabbed Eric's neck, and lifted his whole person up: "Lao Tzu is going to devour you!"

The words fell, and he bit Eric's neck and sucked blood.

"Ah~!Beast, stop! Stop me!"

Eric yelled with fear in his eyes.

He finally realized what Garcia felt just now, and as the blood decreased, he clearly felt that his life was constantly flowing.

However, Garcia didn't pay any attention to it and still gulped it down.

"Do you want to enter the realm of gods by devouring me? Dream! This ancestor will not let you succeed even if he dies!" Eric yelled, his face suddenly flushed, and he was about to blow himself up.

Boom~!

At this moment, Garcia made a decisive move and blasted Eric in the head with a punch.

"Whew~"

Garcia let out a wolf howl when he looked up to the sky, his body crackled, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a huge werewolf more than three feet tall, covered in black hair, and standing up.

He threw Eric's headless body high above his head, then slapped it down with a claw.

Boom~!

Eric's corpse exploded directly in the air, turning into a mist of blood.

Garcia opened his mouth and inhaled all the blood mist into his mouth. At the same time, the small bronze sword in Eric's hand also fell into his hands.

Thundered~!

That's when the mutation reappeared.

The high platform where everyone was standing suddenly trembled violently.

Around the platform, seven tall stone monuments rose from the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, they reached a position that was level with the platform, and continued to rise, finally towering into the clouds like the Optimus Pillar.

Snort~!

At the level of the high platform, an arched portal appeared on the seven huge stone monuments. Colorful rays of light, like bridges, flew out of these arched doors and connected to the high platform.

At the same time, an old voice like an electronic synthesis also sounded in the void.

"The first assessment is over, let's start the second assessment!"

"Who? who's talking?"

Hearing this sudden sound, all the warriors couldn't help but look around and shouted in surprise.

Even the four God Realm powerhouses lying on the ground were also shocked.

Kunlun Immortal Palace, how many years has it existed in this world?

No one knows, but at least for thousands of years.

But there are people in here, doesn't that mean that there is an old monster here who has lived for thousands of years?

The powerhouses at the peak of the God Realm, don't even want to live for so long!

Qinglong and the others were also vigilant.

Ye Fei stood up at this time and said, "Don't worry, this is not a living person, it's just a brand left by a strong man." ”

Sure enough, the voice didn't seem to hear the exclamations of the martial artists, and continued: "In this assessment, a total of seven people can enter. Those who pass the assessment will be able to obtain the treasures in the Tongtian Monument!"

"The Monument to Heaven?"

Many warriors repeated the sentence, and immediately looked at the seven towering stone tablets that appeared around the high platform.

Presumably, this is the Tongtian Monument that the voice said.

Sou~!

A sound of breaking the air sounded.

After hearing the word "treasure", Akao immediately turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the entrance of one of the stone tablets. However, just as he crossed the "Rainbow Bridge" and was about to enter the arch inside the stone monument, he was intercepted by a white light.

"Warning! Only those who hold the Heavenly Sword are eligible to enter the Heavenly Monument. No one else, no one is allowed!"

The old voice sounded again.

"This seat doesn't care what the Heavenly Sword you have or not, this seat wants to go in, get out of the way!"

Akao roared, and a killing punch slammed into the light film that was in the way.

Zizi~!

The light flickered on the light film, but it was not blasted away by Akao Xiong.

The voice sounded again: "Ignoring the warning, ignoring the warning, and daring to attack the Tongtian Monument, the crime is unforgivable!"

The last two words fell, and a ray of light suddenly emerged from the film of light on the monument, like lightning, swept over Akawei Xiong's body, and disappeared in a flash.

Akao froze in place, motionless.

Just as everyone speculated whether Akao was injured, a butterfly suddenly flew in and fell towards Akao's shoulder, seemingly treating Akao as a sculpture and wanting to rest on his shoulder for a while.

At the moment when the butterfly fell, Akawei Xiong's body "bang" and turned into powder!

The butterfly was frightened and flew away again. On the high platform, there was a dead silence.

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