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This scene is actually not unfamiliar to him.

He knew that he had come to his own spiritual world.

Or rather, the world of Futu.

He clearly remembered that when he chose to enter the knife at the last moment, it was the Ximen Night Tower that stopped him.

In the end, he failed to kill Li Bamo completely.

Of course, his original intention was not to kill Li Bamo.

He was there to fight Li Bamo for the real time.

It's just that Li Bamo seems to have given up the right to be born as a demon seed and as an intelligent creature.

He was assimilating to the outside world.

This is actually very similar to the spiritual closure of the magic warlock.

It is also a complete loss of hope, and he has closed himself off and cut off contact with the outside world.

Li Bamo is relatively more resolute.

He gave himself up, not closed, not isolated.

It's banishment.

He wandered in his own spiritual world.

All Iron Float has to do now is find him.

The place where he is now should be the double projection of his and Li Bamo's spiritual world.

Their spiritual worlds have merged.

If he can't find Libamo, then maybe he won't be able to get out himself.

According to his mind, he found a direction, and Tiefutu began to move in that direction.

Don't look too deliberately.

In a realm like Iron Float, even if he was living in the spiritual world, his intuition was still valid.

The intuition of the strong is often the ultimate direction of fate.

Walking on the barren fields, Tiefutu could see flowers half withered and half blooming wildly from time to time.

That's a representation of a two-world projection.

It is the confrontation of life and death.

It is also a manifestation of the confrontation between Tiefutu and Li Bamo's minds.

All the time.

It wasn't until one of them fell that it could be over.

Tiefutu's patience is good.

Although he knew very well that it was very likely that there would be another battle because of him and Li Bamo.

Or maybe he's in a critical situation right now.

But he was still neither arrogant nor impatient.

It was the Jinggong that he had cultivated for many years by cultivating the Futu Martial Dao.

In a hurry, it is useless.

As you walk farther and farther.

Tiefutu noticed that the life around him seemed to be getting stronger.

That's enough to illustrate a point.

That is, he seems to be walking towards that part of his own world.

This is good news for the Iron Float.

At least in his own part of the world, he has home advantage.

Another point is that from this walking direction, it is very likely that Li Bamo is actually wandering in that part of the world of the Iron Floating Slaughter.

Although on the surface, or in the external mind of Li Bamo, he is already a dead man, and he is begging for death.

But the part that really belongs to the real Li Bamo is still eager to live.

He longed to live.

Desire to be strong.

Eager to unleash a stronger fist.

This is the Li Bamo that Tiefutu knows.

He knew he wasn't looking in the wrong direction.

Keep moving forward.

When the eyes of the Iron Float appeared, a plain completely full of flowers.

He saw Libbat.

I also saw the stubborn stone with a small flower blooming.

It is the stone of life of the Iron Float, and it is also the flower of life of the Iron Float.

Now Li Bamo was standing next to the stone, as if he was curious about the flowering stone.

Why, will bloom the same.

"Li Bamo. Tiefutu wasn't worried about what Li Bamo would do to that stubborn stone, he looked at Li Bamo and called his name.

But Li Bamo, as if he had forgotten his name, was stunned for a long time before he raised his head and glanced in the direction of Tiefutu.

Then he continued to look down at the stone.

It's as if that stone is the most interesting thing in the world.

That's really the most interesting thing in the world.

That was the origin of the spiritual world of Tiefutu.

After looking at it for a long time, Li Bamo finally couldn't help but stretch out his hand and stretched out towards the flower that bloomed on the stone.

He wanted to touch the flower, to pluck it.

Tiefutu did not stop Li Bamo's move.

He continued to look at him, at his hand, at the touch of the flower.

The next second, his hand bounced as if it had been burned by fire.

The darkness of his body was as dark as ashes, and it was tingled by the vitality that permeated the flower.

Then he became angry, and thorns grew up and down his body, and his hand became a knife, and he threw himself on the flower on the stone, to tear it apart.

Tiefutu naturally wouldn't sit back any longer, he suddenly came to the flower and stopped Li Bamo.

He grabbed Libbat's black fist covered in barbs.

"Wake up, Lee. He looked at Li Bamo's chaotic and dead eyes, and whispered to him, Wake up.

Then I don't know if the word waking up stimulated Li Bamo, he launched a madness, a strong sense of dead silence, and finally couldn't hide it.

In an instant, on the plain where the original flowers were abundant, everything withered in an instant.

Only the small flower that grew on the stone was still quietly blooming.

It wasn't until this moment that Tiefutu realized that this had always been his world, not a merger of two worlds.

Because, Li Bamo's world is himself, the combination of all the dead silence in front of Tiefutu now.

As long as he is killed, the real Liba will wake up.

He was trapped in the endless silence of death.

Tiefutu seemed to be able to see Li Bamo's eyes.

He was bound to the heart of this barbed black body with countless chains of guilt, sadness, sadness, and despair.

The eyes are lonely and sad.

"Kill me. He was saying it again.

But, but.

"Li Bamo ......" Tiefutu clenched his fists, stood in front of the stubborn stone with small white flowers, and said loudly, "I'm here to save your !!"

"Wake up!!" punched, Li Bamo's fist was like a stubborn stone, like a white flower, and more like an iron tower.

Or rather, the whole world.

"Boom-" collapsed, and the originally large, barren and vibrant world suddenly collapsed in this punch.

Only the endless silence wailed.

Li Bamo finally burst out with all his combat power, all his resentment, all his buried sorrow.

At that moment, he was as strong as a demon.

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I saw a friend recommend me to write a new summoning beast theme. I think it's pretty good. But my new book has passed and is about to be uploaded... It's a pity.

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