"Are we all going to live? Brother. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Looking at his sister, who is known as a thousand-year-old immortal cultivation wizard who is two years younger than himself, but has cultivated to the peak of foundation building, Sikong is a little distracted.

Sikong tried his best to keep his eyes open, but he still couldn't look at his sister's appearance.

"The entire sect of Haoran Sect, twelve elders of Jindan, one hundred and twenty-one people from the True Inheritance of the Foundation Building, and one thousand nine hundred and fifty-six people above the third level of Qi refining, will go to Youhe together!"

"Immortal cultivators, food and gas are excellent, Zhuo is unyielding, and cultivate immortals with heaven and earth!"

Sikong looked at the incomparably majestic and unsmiling sect master in the past, but at this moment, he was filled with anger and ran loudly: "The Tao is immortal, the immortal is immortal, I can't die!" ”

"I can't wait!"

"I can't wait!"

The roar that shattered Yun Lan knocked Sikong to the ground, and then, countless magic weapon spaceships, flying swords, and immortal silk rose from the ground, piercing the endless Xiao Han, and rushed towards the Youhe River without hesitation.

There, there is a battlefield that you know you will lose, but you have to rush to.

Sikong looked around blankly, and many people stood up silently, carefully carrying the jade slips and scriptures, and after touching each other, they were like flames, floating to all places.

They are all wasted people who have been cultivating for many years, but they are still refining qi below two levels, just like Sikong.

The sky is arrogant, chasing the stars and the moon, they can defend the dignity of their civilization.

Then, there was an earth-shattering death.

But Sikong and others can't, they want to live, for hope.

"Brother, do you think the flowers made by Xiaomeng are good-looking?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice interrupted Sikong's thoughts.

Sikong opened his eyes to the limit and tried to look at the face of the girl in front of him.

But he still couldn't see the girl's appearance clearly.

Sikong moved closer, almost bringing the tip of his nose closer to the girl's face.

Then, a face covered in blood and a huge hole in his forehead broke into Sikong's eyes unscrupulously.

He fell down in horror, and then remembered that his sister had died long ago.

In the first year of the invasion of those invaders, they did not clear the old monsters who had returned to the mountains and forests and had not been out for a thousand years.

Instead, his sister and others were displayed in the 'True Son Erase List' and became the first targets.

So, on a dusk full of sunset, his sister was besieged by more than 30 three repairers equivalent to the Jindan period, and five four repairers equivalent to the old monster of the primordial baby.

Even so, she escaped from Shengtian, and even broke through on the verge of death, half-step Jindan.

It's a pity that she encountered a five-dimensional star, and was pointed at her forehead, and her soul was scattered.

When Sikong came back to his senses, he wanted to grab his sister's hand, but found that he was in a wasteland, and then, the sky fell with blood and sorrow, and the whole world was shrouded in despair.

"Go, go, don't come back! Never come back! ”

A flying sword that was broken in half and stained with blood fell from mid-air and stuck in front of Sikong, and a desperate exhortation sounded from the sword.

It was his mother's voice.

Sikong was dejected and powerless, looking at the warships and cruisers in the sky, and knelt down bitterly: "I, surrender ......"

"Traitor! Traitor! You're an immortal cultivator! ”

"Sikong, what are you doing?! I'll kill you! ”

"Die, die, it's over, it's all over......"

Then, a cold voice came from the heavy cruiser—

"Resist stubbornly, activate the cleaner system, and all the people who stand will be cleaned!"

…………

Pain!

The pain of gnawing was accompanied by the itch of the bud germination, and suddenly a small rustle left from near and far.

Sikong struggled to open his eyes and shook his head, dispelling the memories of the nightmare.

Then he subconsciously got up, and felt a sharp pain coming from his leg.

When I looked down, I saw that most of the flesh and blood on my thighs were missing, revealing white bones, as if they had been gnawed by some kind of animal, as well as marks from the tearing of fangs and sticky saliva.

Then, a desperate itch came from the wound, and Sikong saw the granules wriggling from the thigh wound, healing almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Sikong laughed loudly, laughing unscrupulously, laughing painfully!

He survived after all!

Live, you can get revenge!

"Ahem, ahem......"

Pulled to the wound, Sikong was like a cooked prawn, coughing violently.

Sikong only then noticed that his chest was pierced by a sharp metal at some point, bright before and after, if he hadn't been covered with saliva that can stimulate cell activity and accelerate division, I am afraid that he would have died of massive blood loss.

"Stimulates cell activity and accelerates division?"

Suddenly, Sikong was stunned, looking at the disgusting sticky saliva on his chest, but a message seemed to be stripped from his gaze and appeared in his mind-

The secretion of the macrocyclic grimace spider is acidic and cold, which can stimulate cell activity and accelerate division

Compendium of Origins: The last Origin token

Simulation level: Perfect

"Macrocyclic Grimace Spider Secretion?"

Sikong was puzzled, I don't know why, his eyes moved, he noticed the metal running through his chest, and the information in his mind immediately changed-

The superstring strikes the cassette microstring converter, penetrating the dimension and ingesting the microstring.

Compendium of Origins: Class Origins

Simulation Level: Fair

Perceiving the differences and differences between the two pieces of information, Sikong quickly calmed down, and smoke came out of Guangruojing's head.

"Origin? It seems to be the mystery of the fire, the eye of origin. ”

After all, he was mentally prepared for the so-called Tinder Mystery, and Sikong's gaze changed: "Mystery, it seems that this Eye of Origin is about providing the attributes of things themselves and displaying the mysteries of their functions. Just ......"

"What does this Outline of Origin and Degree of Simulation mean?"

As if attracted by the dazzling smoke above Sikong's head, the sound of rustling came from a distance, and gradually became clear.

Sikong opened his eyes slightly, and saw a nearly three-meter-tall grimace spider crawling towards him.

The spider has a large disgusting cell body on its back, covered in black and white ghost patterns, and has twenty-four legs.

And with Sikong's eyesight, he vaguely saw a fist-sized ...... curled up in the body of the grimace spider Spider larvae!

The big cell grimace spider seemed to be a little curious, and the strange thing in front of him sometimes smoked, sometimes calm, and his huge dark red eyes drooped, staring back and forth at Sikong Guang's head.

Wet saliva slid down from the mouth of the big grimace spider, and the head and face fell all over Sikong's body.

Sikong didn't dare to come out, squinting his eyes slightly, and the Eye of Origin operated subconsciously.

Then, a tingling pain came from his eyes, tears flowed out like a rush, and the corners of his eyes jumped non-stop.

The big ghost-faced spider didn't know what was wrong with the young man, and stepped back slightly, and a pair of sharp rodents imprinted on Sikong's thighs.

Sikong bit his lip tightly, the green tendons on his forehead exposed, and he desperately endured the sharp pain coming from his thigh.

It wasn't until Sikong was about to faint and felt pain all over his body that the big ghost-faced spider raised his head in satisfaction and turned around and crawled away.

After a while, the itch started again, and Sikong realized in his heart: this big ghost-faced spider has entered the breeding period, so he has captive himself.

Captivity?

When Sikong regained some strength and looked around, he saw that there was an underground lair deep in him, and there were fragments of the explosion and crash of the Crusader ship all around, and among the fragments, there were still many flesh and blood left, leaving only the corpse of a bare skeleton grimace spider and the remains of some small animal.

On the bones, crawling is full of clear gnawing marks.

And above Sikong's head, a huge hole filled a low, gray sky surrounded by heavy sand and dust.

Other than that, there is no one else.

Sikong guessed, I am afraid that the cross ship broke free from the wormhole due to the violent internal explosion, accidentally landed on this desolate star, and then accidentally smashed the nest of this big ghost-faced spider.

Of course, I am afraid that there are still a lot of grimace spiders, but the corpses have been reduced to the rations of the mother spiders that have entered the breeding period.

As for Shentu......

The young man looked around and breathed a sigh of relief.

There are no human white bones, which proves that Shen Tu at least did not die in the mouth of the big cell grimace spider.

He may have left himself, or he may have fallen into a wormhole, but either way, Sikong's situation is not necessarily better than Shentu's.

"With an explosion of that magnitude, why didn't I die?"

After analyzing the current situation, Sikong fell into deep doubts.

The Superstring Impactor Crate is a source of energy that is enough to support the Crusader to perform interstellar jumps, so the scale of its explosion can be imagined, as can be seen from the fact that it directly broke free from the wormhole and threw the fragments of the Crusader onto the desolate star.

At that time, Sikong didn't have a second intact full-density blockade suit.

And even if there were, it would be shattered into minced meat by the impact of the explosion.

Even......

Sikong sensed the slight protrusion in his arms, and his doubts were even worse: "Even the three-dimensional storage box is intact." ”

"I'm afraid it's the reason for Nashentu......

Sikong no longer thinks uselessly, and it is imperative to escape from this underground lair.

The big ghost-faced spider didn't kill him, I'm afraid it wasn't to hunt for curiosity, but to use him to feed his children and use him as a medium for young spiders.

Looking at the fragments of the cross ship around him, Sikong moved slightly, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest, which almost made him dizzy.

"Damn! It's actually the other way around! ”

Sikong looked ruthless, then stroked the micro-string converter with his hand, and slowly sat up forward.

'Poof, poof! ’

A high-frequency shock came from the micro-string converter in Sikong's chest, and Sikong's eyes darkened, and he snorted and lay down.

"This product of the Central Empire must be a high-quality product, it's all like this, the micro-string converter of the impact box has not been completely damaged......

Sikong smiled bitterly and laughed at himself, but he didn't dare to act rashly anymore, and his eyes searched among the fragments of the crusade.

"That's?!"

Suddenly, Sikong's complexion changed, and he saw that under the stacked fragments not far away, a bowstring was revealed, and the familiar lines were left by Shen Tu's crossbow.

'The bowstrings are broken, and Shen Tu seems to be more than lucky......

Sikong sighed slightly, and reached out to grab the bowstring.

'Three centimeters ...... more'

Sikong silently calculated, endured the severe pain on his body, and then with a fierce blow, he suddenly tore open the wound on his chest, and grabbed the bowstring in a high-frequency shock.

After a long time, Sikong had the strength to look at the bowstring in his hand, and then his gaze wandered, and he fixed on the two abrupt metal pedestals at his side.

Beneath the pedestal, a sharp shard of impact box emitted a cold glow.

"Bowstrings, crossbows? Oh, it's a pity that you're not here, otherwise I'd like you to see the master's archery! ”

Sikong wrapped one side of the bowstring tightly around one pedestal, then grabbed the other side, and his gaze longingly circled around the other pedestal.

'Near, near......'

'One centimeter more......

Sikong's fingers touched the metal base, and there was a chill.

Sikong was ecstatic, but he saw that this foundation seat was a little more powerful because of the touch between his fingers, and it staggered and fell.

Then, like a domino effect, half of the corpse of the crossship splinters slid down, and after a gust of earthquake, it fell to the ground with a bang.

On the other hand, the superstring on Sikong's side hit the microstring converter without moving.

'Shhh ’

There was a roar from afar, Sikong looked at the figure of the big ghost-faced spider crawling from small to large, sighing and shaking his head, carefully hiding the bowstring, and then crying and saying-

"Great, auntie? Can you tap your mouth? ”

The big cell grimace spider roared angrily, and suddenly lowered its head, its teeth clicking.

"Ah......h