Ji Luo sneered, in this mission, if Xing Jue can't bring back the Dry Sky Mirror, he will definitely die. Oriental Reading Network, isn't it sympathetic to his little life, what is it?

Xingjue pursed his lips, and near the temples on both sides, green tendons burst out.

"But why don't you give it to the Holy Lord yourself, but give it to me?"

Ji Luo's eyes rolled, and he said contemptuously: "Is it because I am afraid that the Holy Lord will be happy and directly promote you to the Temple of the Divine Cultivation Realm?"

Xing never spoke, and with a dull look, Ji Luo knew at a glance that he had poked his heart.

Ji Luo shook his head and sighed: "Cultivation has always been about you fighting for me, and others are eager to step on the corpse of the person in front of you...... Do you think people like this will give you a second look? Tut-tut, that's pitiful...... Xingjue, you are not Qingzun at all, not his strength, not his ruthlessness, and most importantly, his ambition!"

"The Dry Sky Mirror has been brought back, and after a while, I want to be quiet!" Xing Jue clenched his fists and couldn't wait to turn around and leave.

Ji Luo smiled, she has finally found a way to easily tear his calm, although the process is a bit depressing, but seeing him angry, Ji Luo's mood will be inexplicably happy.

Looking at Xingjue who left in a hurry, Ji Luo shouted, "Hey, don't you want to know how Qingzun won in the end?"

Xing Jue paused, tilted his head slightly, "If he wants to win......"

Although the latter did not say, Ji Luo knew what he wanted to say.

Ji Luo smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his brain recreated the first battle of the year.

Qingzun and that person were never able to tell the winner.

In the end, Qingzun said: "You and I are immortal, and it is estimated that there will be no result if we continue to fight, so let's make a bet." ”

"Bet on what?"

"Bet on who can kill yourself the fastest!"

Immortal, kill yourself......

It was a contradictory and crazy statement, but the man thought it was amusing and laughed and agreed.

Then, in the Valley of the Gods, Qingzun took out his heart without changing his face.

And that man has no flesh and no sword, and no internal organs, so he cannot be imitated...... He only has an unquenchable fire in his heart and an undamaged ghost bone.

If the bones are continuous, the fire will not be extinguished, and if the fire is not extinguished, the bones will last forever.

There was no way for him to kill himself.

In the end, Qingzun died, and he also won.

As the losing side, he put Qingzun's heart back and resurrected him to become the first god, and that person could only condescend to the throne and be a Luo forever.

Kira opened a dark room and walked inside.

In the deepest part of the dark room, there was a stone platform, a stone platform, and a fiery sickle sealed by iron chains.

The scythe is black, as if it was made of bone, the surface is constantly bubbling with fire, exuding a blazing aura, and the handle of the knife has no patterns, only a ghost mark is engraved -

repair

......

Yao Qing's eyes swept over the words of the skull, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he opened his mouth with evil spirit.

"It's been a long time, Xiu!"

Yun Da, who only had bones left, did not make people feel like dead things, he raised his face strangely and aimed at Yao Qing, the fire of black bones, suddenly split into two balls, turned into two fireballs, and floated into the hollow eye sockets!

Using fireballs instead of eyes, Yun Xiu's momentum at this moment was completely different from before.

Yun Xiu's chest, at this time, slowly floated out of a vicissitudes of life.

"It's been a long time. Qingzun!"

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