Chapter 92: It's Not Worth It, But It's Myself

Yes, Xiao He did think that he could defeat this demon just now, but in this way, it seems that the gap between the two of them is too big.

It turned out that the natural disaster relied not only on his poisonous body, but also on his ability to heal quickly. Coupled with his terrifying cultivation, Xiao He had no chance of winning at all at this time.

"Boy, where did you get your exercises? The natural disaster asked Xiao He.

Xiao He laughed out loud and replied:

"Old poison, are you afraid? let Master Ben cultivate for another year, and you won't be able to laugh!"

"Hmph, do you still have a hard mouth?"

The natural disaster is very puzzled, why are this kid's bones so hard, so he can't feel good at all.

The big eyes of the natural disaster turned back and forth, and suddenly "quack" laughed:

"Looks like I'm going to have to give you a taste of what it was like to die..."

As he spoke, he stretched out a large dead wooden finger, and slowly pulled out a sharp white bone from between the fingers.

The natural disaster slowly pressed the tip of the white bone against Xiao He's left shoulder, and with a slight force, it stabbed into it. Blood suddenly spurted out and splashed on the bone blade, and there was an indescribable magnificence.

Xiao He was in severe pain, but he was already out of strength at this time, and he couldn't use any strength, so he could only be at the mercy of this demon.

Seeing Xiao He's painful expression, the natural disaster felt a big sigh in his heart, and shouted in his mouth:

"That's right, whether it hurts or not, just call out the pain~"

Xiao He endured the severe pain and squeezed out a few words from his mouth:

"Lao Tzu... It doesn't hurt at all..."

The Scourge widened his eyes, and the little refreshing feeling he had just now vanished, and he was furious.

He pulled out the white bone inserted in Xiao He's left shoulder, and slowly inserted it into the gap in the bone in his right shoulder, and blood spurted out again.

Xiao He wanted to scream in pain, but he still endured it, the corners of his mouth rose desperately, and a smile appeared:

"Come on... Lao Tzu is not happy at all..."

This time, the natural disaster finally moved his true anger, he didn't believe that this human race was so kind, wasn't he afraid of death?

Scourge also stretched out a sharp white bone in his other hand, and at the same time pulled out the bone blade on Xiao He's right shoulder, and then the two bone blades entered his thigh at the same time.

The blood kept flowing, and Xiao He felt that his life was slowly passing.

"Haha... Poor old poison actually relies on this childish game to please himself? I Xiao He never knew how to write the word "admit defeat"! Come on, you poor wretch!"

Xiao He scolded, the natural disaster originally wanted to find the kind of helpless pleasure before death from him, it seemed that he was disappointed, Xiao He was like a stubborn stone that would never admit defeat, even if it was broken, it would be smashed out of the ground one by one.

"Damn, Lao Tzu fulfilled you..."

One of the Scourge fingers jerked out the long white bone and stabbed at Xiao He's chest.

"Puff~"

This white bone pierced Xiao He, and Xiao He couldn't help but squirt out a mouthful of heat.

"Quack... See you're still hard-mouthed?"

The natural disaster picked Xiao He up like this, and let the blood from the wound flow mercilessly.

Excessive blood loss made Xiao He gradually unable to see what was in front of him, and the biting cold spread all over his body.

Scourge turned around and faced Lin'er and Xiaoqi. The white bone that pierced Xiao He's chest stretched out from his back viciously, announcing the end of the game.

"Quack... Let's see, what does this human race have to do with you, how can they be willing to work so hard for you? or even lose their lives for this?

Lin'er's tears couldn't stop flowing at this time, the natural disaster was right, Xiao He had nothing to do with him, was it worth it?

"You idiot, mortal, why are you doing this?" Lin'er shouted, asking herself at the same time.

Xiao He turned his head, he found Lin'er's blurred shadow, showed a rare smile, and said with difficulty:

"Hehe... Lin'er, don't cry... Of course I know... It's not worth it... But... Only by doing so, I'm... Myself..."

The natural disaster was trembling with anger from Xiao He's words, and he turned around sharply and threw Xiao He against the wall of the sealing tower.

Xiao He was directly punched in, and the sealing tower broke a huge hole.

"Ahh

Why, God is so unfair? Did someone like Xiao He die so casually?

The natural disaster smiled with satisfaction, and Lin'er's wail was like a beautiful note, making him seem to have entered a realm of extreme joy.

His huge palm toppled down the Sealing Tower, revealing the lowest layer of the Sealing Stone Seat, and Xiao He was pressed by the big stones, only revealing his upper body, and it seemed that he would not survive.

"Quack..."When the natural disaster saw this sealing stone seat, he laughed, and he could finally lift the seal and get the heart of Chiyou.

A tentacle slammed out of the back of the Scourge, stabbing at Lin'er.

"Puff~"

The tentacles penetrated Lin'er's abdomen, stained with her blood, and retracted.

"Sister!" Xiao Qi watched Lin'er slowly close her eyes and fall down.

"Xiao Qi, remember that person's name, his name is... Xiao He... Run away, you have to live..."Lin'er said a word with difficulty, and she fell unconscious.

Xiao Qi shook Lin'er's body desperately, but she didn't wake up. Lin'er's face was full of despair and grief, and her life was slowly passing away.

The Scourge stretched out his long tongue, licked his blood-stained tentacles, and cried out in intoxication:

"That's right, it's the blood of the gods, quack... No one can stop the resurrection of the lord, no one! As a loyal servant of the lord, I must let the lord reign over the world again, and let the human race in Kyushu become the slave of the demon race!"

The Scourge watched as Lin'er's blood slowly dripped onto the stone seat of the seal, and his big eyes stared at it motionlessly.

"On the day of the Double Ninth Festival, the blood of the gods, both things are satisfied, the most important heart of the lord, please lift the seal..."

Lin'er's blood seeped into the stone seat, and the stone seat slowly trembled, and after a while, cracks opened in the blood stains.

"Boom~"

The stone seat was cracked, dust was flying everywhere, and the scourge waited silently, but it showed extreme patience.

The dust settled, and in the center of the broken stone seat, a bright red spar in the shape of a heart lay quietly.

There were countless black threads flowing strangely inside, and after a while, these black threads emerged from the surface of the hedron and kept rotating around the hedron.

The powerful demon aura burst out violently, making the natural disaster tremble.

The surface of the hedron gradually melted, revealing a living heart. After a while, it slowly had a pulse, beating, and each time it spread a circle of demon halo.

At this time, the sky gradually brightened, and the sun shone in this merciless palace, but it could not wash away this piece of bright red blood.