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Wu Tian secretly thought that he also fell into a state of madness in the days when the Heavenly Witch passed away, hating the sky and not allowing him to live in this life, and coexist with Qing in the same life.

The old man in front of him was completely lost after the fall of the butterfly, but everyone can be sure that he has gone through countless hardships in life to come out.

"The figure of the past is gone, and there is no benefit in talking about it, but it is only sad." The old man's eyes were already full of vicissitudes, as if he had returned to countless years ago.

She is not only his master, but also the person he loves the most, even if he doesn't know the truth of the encounter until the end, but the love in his heart still hasn't diminished by half a point.

An encounter, a fate, forged his almost legendary life, traveled through all worlds, shocked all races, but in the end he just wanted to be by her side, walking everywhere she liked.

"Don't you have a grudge?"

Wu Tian said softly with a glimmer of light in his eyes, if it were a change, he was only afraid that his heart would not be calm, hating himself for being cowardly, hating his own strength for not being able to protect the people around him.

"The old man has lived for so long, and he has already looked down on it."

The old man walked out of the vicissitudes of life, like a hermit who had seen through the world, and on the surface he temporarily recovered his expression just now, obviously not wanting to talk to Wu Tian about this topic anymore.

But after so long, he also knew that the young man in front of him didn't have anything to do, so he couldn't help but look a little higher, you must know that there were many Tianjiao who had entered here, and he didn't know how to use Wu Tian's method just now, but the final result couldn't escape the fall.

Wu Tian looked at the old man and smiled slightly, and he didn't think much of the old man's apparent calmness, because some feelings could not be forgotten even after countless years, but I was afraid that he would never forget his master in his heart.

Just like his cheap master, if he really doesn't care, he won't add that memory to the inheritance, and if he doesn't contact it, it doesn't mean that he won't remember it one day.

"Boy, do you still want to pass it on?"

The old man looked at the corner of Wu Tian's mouth and smiled, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of anger in his heart, he had been taking the initiative since Wu Tian triggered the inheritance, but he was led by the nose, which made the old man naturally uncomfortable.

How can he say that he can also be an old antique who has lived for countless years, and no matter how Wu Tian looks at it, his cultivation is less than a hundred years, which makes his face go anywhere.

"I don't need this inheritance!"

Wu Tian's face did not fluctuate at all because of the old man's words, but shook his head lightly.

For him, it is enough to comprehend the rules of the Blood Dao, as for the inheritance of the Blood Emperor Dao, he does not need it, after all, he already has the Huangquan Inheritance, has his own path, and all he needs is how to build a road to move forward.

In contrast, the rules of the blood path are much more useful to him, he has already comprehended a lot of rules, but now he is at the level of the royal road, although it is not as good as the rules of the royal road here, but it is not far away.

If it weren't for the special laws here, except for some special places that could be comprehended, I am afraid that Wu Tian would not have chosen this path.

"Oh, young man, it's good to have self-confidence, but can you be sure that you can reach the level of a saint? And at the level of the Imperial Dao, no one must have this self-confidence, but the old man's Blood Imperial Dao has slaughtered countless existences that have stepped on the Holy Dao. ”

Although the old man was secretly surprised by Wu Tian's words in his heart, his face remained unchanged, and he was tempted.

Wu Tian secretly shook his head in his heart, the imperial road is comparable to a saint, it seems to be very beautiful, but in fact, the blood butterfly slaughtered a lot of worlds back then, this is a horror of countless resources piled up, the general trend has been achieved, it is not strange to be equivalent to a saint.

After all, some worlds are only afraid that no saint has been born on the day of destruction, and it is really powerful to be able to get to that point, but at the same time, it is also a road of no return, once you go up, you are only afraid that in the end, you will either be blinded by killing or be fascinated by the rapid increase in strength.

Wu Tian can also roughly think of some things in the Blood Emperor Dao, but he is afraid that each blood butterfly is one of the partial powers classified from itself, or one of the clones, and with the increase of the blood butterfly's cultivation, the cultivation of the main body will also increase.

This method is not good for Wu Tian is not right or wrong, but now it is not as good as the situation of the old man, presumably as long as the blood butterfly appears, whether it is the legend or the fact of the year, it will be disclosed by countless people, and it will only become the enemy of all worlds at that time.

It can be said that it is even more deadly than the Huangquan inheritance on his body, after all, although Huangquan had many enemies when he was alive, he also had a lot of good friends, not to mention that those hateful forces were afraid that they would not do anything to bully the small.

After all, as a descendant of Huangquan, as long as he stepped into the Ten Thousand Worlds, he was afraid that he would attract the attention of countless people, and the existence of those older generations was only afraid of losing face, and he would not act easily.

"Inheritance is good, but it's not for me."

Wu Tian didn't say anything in the end, just said lightly, for him, it's just chicken ribs, this trip is complete for him to comprehend the rules of blood, as for the inheritance, forget it.

If someone can get it, it would be good to give it to him, after all, the cultivation of the Blood Emperor Dao is destined to be impossible to hide, once he falls out, he should be able to alarm the Ten Thousand Realms for a while, and at the same time, pay less attention to him.

"It's a pity, you kid doesn't know the goods, and the old man doesn't force you to stay, as long as you can get out of the next blood artistic conception, it's almost the same, and I would like to advise you, don't go forward, there is something in front of you that you can't control."

The old man sighed, and didn't force the way, anyway, he had only been an ancient man for countless years, and he didn't need to think so much.

After the words fell, the figure of the old man gradually dissipated, and after Wu Tian was reluctant to take over the inheritance, he was ready to fall into a deep sleep, waiting for a new heir to appear.

"Click!"

A voice came, and then Wu Tian's eyes froze, because everything in front of him seemed to be shattered and torn apart, and he immediately reacted in his heart that this was the artistic conception of blood.

It stands to reason that the artistic conception of blood should be the first to be contacted, but because Wu Tian introduced the rules into his body, he directly jumped out of this step and triggered the inheritance, but because of the reason of giving up, he still had to go through this artistic conception test.

However, Wu Tian's heart became more and more eager to try, he originally wanted to comprehend the rules of the blood path, and now he just sent it to the door, and it came at the right time.

Of course, the old man's reminder to him naturally will not forget, there is a great terror ahead, which makes his heart can't help but secretly rise a burst of vigilance, and in the end he faintly feels that the old man has something unspeakable. (To be continued.) )