Magoto saw the number 'twelve' in his hand, which represented the battle of life and death, and then looked back at a huge spider in the form of a complete beast that had been selected as an opponent, with a body as strong as steel, and a killing gaze that had long been unbearable flashed in his compound eyes.

Liu Shoucai didn't know how Zhenwuhu had the courage to face such a guy.

Even if this is just an insignificant old demon in the eyes of Liu Shoucai and others, for a mortal native, it is still an unattainable and unattainable opponent!

This old demon-level spider seemed to have killed countless people, and its sharp jaws clicked and chewed sound, and there was no doubt that the huge bite force could easily bite off any bone in the real Goto's body.

Even Liu Shoucai could only comfort: "You won't die......"

And Jiukong said directly: "Zhenwuhu, you give up." As fate would have it, if you fought against such an opponent, you would not have a chance of winning. ”

Even Tsuru felt that Magoto couldn't win, and said, "I can get a kid to fight with you, but it's no match for that guy either." ”

The implication is that the hexagonal dragon horse beast can escape with the real one.

But to everyone's surprise, Zhenwuhu actually refused, and he puffed up his chest and said to Liu Shoucai: "This is a battle? No, this is the last chance, the only one chance for me! I know I'm going to fall down this path, but I really don't mind this! I'm going to get out of this way, even if it's just to the center of the world, which my people have never reached!

Thank you to a few outsiders, you have made me see the powerful, let me see that I can't see the world in the tribe, this mountain that can be explained that it is the gods who created it, handsome and great! This is a scenery that I have never seen, and I have seen how terrible the border wilderness is, I can almost touch the sky with my tentacles, and this qiē has extraordinary significance for me!

Now although I regret that I can't finish this road, but I have come here, I have proven that this road is feasible, I am just a pioneer, I believe that in the future, among my tribe, among other tribes, there will be more and more true Wu households out of this road, maybe someone can go to the next level in your mouth.

But for us, it's another world! In a whole new world!

So, please let the fight go! Even if it is death, it is my fate! ”

The voice of the true Godo comes from the soul and carries an incomparably strong will.

"Then you ...... careful" Liu Shoucai smiled, and then took out a dagger, this dagger was originally made by a pig for himself, it is a standard dagger in the army in the Netherworld Ghost Realm, it is very terrifying, and it specifically hurts the soul.

"Take it, if you die, this dagger will be considered a gift to accompany you through the last life. If you win, this dagger is your strongest comrade, and it's still yours! Liu Shoucai said to Zhenwuhu like this, there is really nothing else that can be given to him.

Zhenwuhu looked at the dagger handed over by Liu Shoucai, to be honest, he had been greedy for a long time.

This dagger with green flames was a treasure he had always dreamed of.

Now that I can finally get it, I finally have a hint of excitement in my determined gaze.

Liu Shoucai sent out the dagger, Qi Rong arranged for his descendants to follow the battle, Jiukong thought for a while, glanced at Liu Shoucai, and there was an inquiring look in his eyes.

At this stage, after nearly half a year of cooperation, the cooperation between Liu Shoucai, Jiukong and Ling Muzi can be said to be very mellow.

After Liu Shoucai saw the gaze that seemed to be soliciting, he nodded slightly. This battle is really not optimistic, the previous help is not a real improvement, and the person who can really help the real Wuhu is none other than Jiukong.

Because Jiukong has real spirit blood on his body, the purity is extremely high!

"Perhaps, what they gave you was the most correct, and what I gave you was fatal. But I hope you don't refuse, as a companion, I don't want to see you fall under the claws of others, even if in the end your death is inflicted by my own hands, it is better than being killed. "This is what Kuku said to Magoto.

Then, Jiukong pierced his finger and dripped out a drop of blood: "Pure spirit blood, can enhance the essence of your bloodline, if you are lucky enough, then you can use this drop of blood to fully exert the part of the spirit race in your bloodline in a short period of time, as for whether you can resist or even kill the opponent, I really have no confidence!"

But it's better than fighting an old demon in the form of a mortal native. ”

This drop of blood was dropped into a small bag of 'Sacred Tree Essence' and handed to the real Goto.

If the real go family drinks this small bag of 'holy tree essence', life and death can only depend on the will of heaven, but one thing is already doomed, even if he defeats the big spider after drinking, the real go will not have a lot of life left, a few months maybe only a few weeks, or even a few days.

If the injury is severe, it may only be a few hours.

"I'm sure you won't die!" This was the last sentence left by Jiukong.

Ling Muzi looked at this qiē quietly and didn't say anything.

This is no longer a question of death or immortality for the true self-household. For him, this is the concept of life, and it is the most worthy thing to pursue with life.

And in front of him, this eight-legged, fluffy guy is the stumbling block that blocks the road, and the green flame dagger in the hand of the real go wants to pry this stone that blocks the way, and he must use his courage and hard work to fight, to pursue, to fight!

Even if it's death!

I don't want to retreat anymore, I don't want to live in this broken world, I just hear countless legends about the outside world, the scent of green grass, the blue sky, the blue ocean, yes, the rainbow!

It was all a legendary thing, and the people in the fire world passed down the beauty and mystery of the outside world from generation to generation, and for them, it was just a legend, even if they knew that every 10,000 years there would be outsiders from the outside world, and they knew from their descriptions how beautiful the outside world was, but no one wanted to go out.

No......

Maybe in the war of world unification 10,000 years ago, countless tribes thought they could get out, right? It's a pity that they failed, and even the Outsiders, such powerful beings didn't dare to target those powerful Holy City Emissaries.

The messengers of these gods never paid attention to the human beings who barely lived in this world, and even did not allow the creatures of these tribes to believe in the gods.

I have followed the Outsider for so long, watching them destroy the ancient trees of life one by one, not careless, and even show hostility, listening to their descriptions, it turns out that one of these Outsiders will eventually become a god.

Gods are not born!

At first, Magoto was really stunned, even terrified.

It turns out that in addition to the mysterious mask unveiled by the gods, they are also creatures like themselves, flesh and blood, but they are too powerful, and they are so powerful that ordinary creatures look up.

Shingohu doesn't know what the Tao is, the Fa, and the concepts of time and space, nor does he know that humans, spirits, and ghosts are called the three major living beings in this world.

He hadn't even drunk pure water or breathed pure air, just like the half-blooded humans here who had already despaired for countless people, but he had a little more courage, he met the right person at the right time, stepped out of the right path, but encountered a completely unfair and incorrect battle in the wrong place.

Failure may be doomed, but failure is not here, and it will be in the near future.

Fate is destined to be in the short life of the real family,Already worked hard for the ideal,Struggle,The end of failure and death is doomed.。

Liu Shoucai turned his head slightly, what such an ordinary mortal pursued was nothing more than the simplest in their lives.

But that's it, as powerful as Ling Muzi can't meet the ideals of such a mortal, he just wants to see the outside world, experience the fragrance of blue sky, white clouds, and earth, and hear the chirping of cicadas and birds.

Is it hard? Is it really hard?

Perhaps......

Ling Muzi sighed, yes, no one is optimistic about the real Wuhu.

"Knock ......"

Shingodo smiled slightly, and drank the small bag of 'Sacred Tree Essence', which contained a whole drop of true spirit blood, and this blood seemed to have infinite power, and along with the 'Sacred Tree Essence', it decomposed and merged into Shingoto's body.

This drop of blood was like opening a door to the world of power.

There was a rumbling roar in the blood.

In the next moment, Magoto's entire body swelled in a large circle, the ligated muscles bulged, and the skin flashed with black light.

"This bloodline is very special!" Jiukong is not a human being in the end, it lacks a human delicacy, it sees the changes in the true family, and involuntarily speaks out.

Sweeping away the melancholy in their hearts, Liu Shoucai and Ling Muzi also observed this, and nodded at the same time.

Such a person does not need to grieve for him, but should bless him.

In order to fulfill a wish, it is not a sad thing to fall on the way.

His heart should be filled with tranquility and happiness.

"Come on! You won't die! Liu Shoucai shouted, this is a blessing and an expectation.

"Ahh

Shingoto roared, and his body had risen to about three meters, which could be regarded as a behemoth.

And the opponent is a spider that has never been seen before, this old demon did not enter this time, it is obviously a legacy of the last time.

It was crazy, with a flickering madness in its compound eyes.

Eight feet pressed down at the same time, and then they pounced fiercely towards the real goto.

No matter how powerful the true Wuhu is, it is just an ordinary half-blood human, even if a drop of spirit blood opens the power in the bloodline, it still can't do it......

It was just an ordinary impact, and Magoto flew upside down, and by the time he landed, he had already begun to cough up blood.

"Can't you?" Liu Shoucai said in a low voice.

The gap in strength cannot be made up for a short time by external forces, unless Shingoto drinks the blood of God.

"......" Maybe, Ling Muzi just looked at it indifferently, and watched a lot of life and death, but after a short period of pity, Ling Muzi returned to his original normal state of mind.

There is no way, who makes this gap simply not something that can be made up by external forces.

"It would be nice if the Qi Divine Sword was here, but it's a pity that I didn't bring it in when I came." Liu Shoucai said a little depressed, in fact, what Liu Shoucai didn't know was that the Qi Divine Sword had been wandering around outside the area where this altar was located.

"Get up! Stand up! Someone shouted from the sidelines, but it wasn't any of Liu Shoucai's group.

"Get up, human!" The spider on the other side also said loudly, but the tone was full of tyranny and anger, it wanted to brutally kill the real one, and didn't want to end this human so quickly.

What's even more excessive is that the controller of the flame also spoke: "Human, get up! If you're able to kill it, I can make an exception and send you to the next level! ”

Magoto wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, coughed up the blockage in his chest vigorously, and stood up again.

"Ahh

He shouted again, as if there was still power lurking within his body, tearing through the camouflage with a roar.

"I'll kill you!" Shingoto pounced again, with the determination to die!

"No, ......" Jiukong shook his head and whispered, the gap in strength is too big, even if a drop of spirit blood squeezes out all the potential of the true gohu, it is just a drop in the bucket, the real gogo has indeed improved its strength, and almost has the combat power of the old demon.

But the opponent is an old demon who doesn't know how long he has lived, and he is a peak old demon, as long as the conditions are sufficient, he can be inferior to the spirit level at any time.

The level gap makes it impossible for the real family to challenge it at all.

Coupled with the limitations of innate conditions, an old demon who maintains the form of a beast is the most powerful in itself.

And what about the real one?

It's just a product catalyzed by the blood of the Spirit Clan, and it's a guy similar to cannon fodder.

Desperately trying won't be of any use.

Thorn ......

Blood flew, and the spider old demon bit down, and at least two catties of meat fell from the left arm of the real one, but before it landed, it was caught by the old demon and sent into his mouth.

Let's chirp, chirp...... Eat it!

"Delicious, delicious! For so many years, I have always tasted the indigenous flesh and blood here, and after all, I can't catalyze such a delicious taste because of my own blood! Greedy eyes flickered, and bloodshot began to appear in compound eyes.

"Fellow Daoist, won't you stop it?" Liu Shoucai said angrily to the controller of the flame.

The flame guy shook his head and laughed, "A half-breed indigenous mortal, it doesn't matter! Don't delay me from watching the show! ”

It's a smile, but it's a tone that doesn't allow you to resist.

Liu Shoucai was secretly angry, but he also knew that this guy couldn't be provoked, so he could only clench his fists helplessly and secretly swear that one day don't let Lao Tzu know who you are, otherwise you will have to skin you.

"Just a piece of meat for you to be greedy, poor outsider!" Mago didn't seem to know the pain, and became more and more calm, his expression was indifferent, and his eyes did not flicker at all.

Ling Muzi said in a low voice: "It seems that the bloodline of the True Wuhu is a very special kind of soul bloodline of the Spirit Clan, junior brother, have you seen the Nine Voids?" ”

Jiukong Dao: "I've been guessing, but I've never thought of which one?" There are too many spirit bloodlines, and it is difficult to accurately distinguish them, unless the characteristics of the spirit race are incarnated. ”

Liu Shoucai also shook his head and said, "How can you guess this?" In addition to the fact that this guy is long, his body has become very dark, and he looks like carbon. ”

"I'm a little guessing, but I'm sure I'll need to keep fighting." Ling Muzi said.

"So ruthless? Magoto is really going to fail, and you don't need to look at it to know. Liu Shoucai said.

"Then let's fight to the end!" Jiukong shouted to the real Wuhu, this is the mentality that a warrior should have, even if he dies, he must die vigorously.

Shingoto screamed, and the whole person increased in height by half a meter again, and his body became extremely strong, like steel, and there were some sharp horns at the joints, and a long needle only the thickness of chopsticks appeared on his forehead.

"It's for sure, it's actually this kind of bloodline!" Ling Muzi said faintly when he saw this scene.

"That's a big change!"

And at this time, even the flame humanoid said: "I didn't expect that guy to leave a bloodline here, but it's a pity that it's too thin!" ”

"What is it?"

"Some cultivators who have evolved into psychic spirits are known as invincible at the same level. He is the descendant of this kind of thing, although the bloodline is very thin, but can this kind of thing really pass down the bloodline? Ling Muzi frowned slightly, this seemed to subvert his thoughts.

"I see, you mean a guy who was born to practice his body, and his body can be comparable to that of a god on the day of completion? I don't see this thing once in billions of years! Liu Shoucai was surprised, according to what Ling Muzi said, only zài exists in legends and myths.

"Yes, do you see the changes in the real Wuhu, does it look like a kind of miracle?"

"Dark God Gold!" Jiukong said, "Like a gall with thorns, strong and eternal, it is the hardest substance among the gods, and one of the gods' favorites for crafting weapons!" ”

"Can this thing really cultivate? Forget about the general gods, this thing you said is rare in the world, even the gods will be crazy about this thing! ”

"There's hope that Igo will win!" Ling Muzi said with a smile, even if he knew that Zhenwuhu would die after this battle, but this was more like a warrior, and at this moment, Zhenwuhu did have a kind of majesty that only a warrior had.

"You kill him! I can make an exception and get you to the next level! "The flame humanoid actually broke the rules again at this time.

"Your Excellency, you've done it!" Ling Muzi said angrily.

"Ever? If you are not angry, you can also fight, as long as you promise the ten opponents I have assigned, I will allow this indigenous friend of yours to enter the lower level! The flame figure said indifferently, with a provocation.

"You're breaking the rules!" Liu Shoucai accused.

"I'm not breaking the rules! As long as the will of the gods is to eliminate one-tenth, how to eliminate it, and what method to use, every gatekeeper has the right to prescribe! I'm the gatekeeper here, and I have the right to do so! It unceremoniously refuted Liu Shoucai.