The heart was scratched, even the Da Luo Immortal could not be saved, but the old man didn't know where he got the strength, and grabbed He Lin's broken sleeves with both hands, and a distorted smile appeared on his face. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Perfect!" the old man laughed maniacally, "Perfect work!"

He Lin changed color in horror and tugged his arms back, but he couldn't break free from the old man's iron hoop-like hands.

was about to use the spiritual power to perform the spell, but the spiritual power had just been born from the spiritual sea, and before he could run into the meridians, he disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea.

The brown pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinpoint, and He Lin, who was extremely frightened, was like a shrew who was scolded in a hurry, and his hands, feet and teeth were used, however, what made him even more frightened was that he could never touch a piece of the old man's clothes.

"Do you know why you can't kill me?" the old man laughed strangely, and his voice was hoarse like a night owl who made a strange laugh in the treacherous middle of the night.

He Lin, who was pale, did not answer, and a low roar sounded in his throat.

"Because your hatred is not strong enough. The old man's hand plunged into He Lin's chest at an incredible angle, and He Lin could clearly feel that his heart was clenched by one hand.

"Hatred is the source of all strength. ”

His heart was suddenly pinched, He Lin was speechless in pain, the whites of his eyes were turned up, his body couldn't help spasming, the huge mouth squeezed his nose and eyes together, and people could hardly feel the sound of his panting, and the whole person seemed to be drained of his soul and turned into a stone statue of pain and screaming.

"I don't feel your hatred. The old man's face suddenly touched He Lin's face, his eyes almost touched together, and his eyes were full of ferocity, "Why can't I feel your hatred?"

He Lin's body suddenly sounded a "poof", scarlet blood mixed with dark red internal organ fragments burst out of the wound, and the old man actually burst his heart!

He Lin was like a chicken with his neck cut off, convulsing and struggling on the ground, even if he had no heart, the spirit master who embarked on the path of cultivation would still live longer than ordinary people.

Whether in life or death, the suffering endured by cultivators is always heavier and longer than that of ordinary people.

After a while, He Lin's range of movements became smaller, and he lay on his back on the ground, moving twice from time to time due to muscle spasms, proving to the old man that his qi was not completely cut off.

"Do you hate me?"

Again, the same words as before, He Lin struggled to focus his scattered eyes, but it was all in vain, his pupils quickly dilated, and he gradually lost his brilliance.

The old man laughed, and the old hand inserted into the wound on He Lin's chest, and between about ten breaths, He Lin's closed eyes suddenly opened, and the rapid and long inhalation sound was like a person who had hanged himself and was about to suffocate to death, He Lin greedily inhaled the air, and his strength gradually returned to his body.

The fatal wound on his heart disappeared, and his heart was still in his chest, beating vigorously, He Lin touched the smooth skin on his chest, and suddenly laughed strangely.

The old man was a little surprised, and said, "I thought you would be surprised. ”

"Of course my heart is not at peace. He Lin replied unabashedly.

"Then what are you laughing at?" the old man stared into He Lin's eyes.

He Lin's face turned grim, "I will get an unimaginable power. ”

The old man laughed wildly, shaking the sand above his head, "Congratulations, you have been reborn." ”

Before the words fell, the old man scattered into a pile of earthworms and covered He Lin's body, pulling He Lin to slowly sink into the soil.

While his head was still outside, He Lin opened his mouth and asked, "What's your name?"

"What?" There was no old man around, but there was an old man's voice, "Ask my name, do you want to avenge it in the future?"

He Lin was silent.

There was a melodious sigh in the air, "I don't have a name, I'm just a prisoner trapped by the world." ”

......

When Su Xiaoqi returned to the snake cave, it was almost dark. He didn't delay too long, lit a bonfire, and after having his stomach, he began to prepare for alchemy.

In order to prevent someone from accidentally breaking in, the chameleon was released from the Miaokong bag and is now patrolling the other side of the river.

And Su Xiaoqi, who was standing on the bank of the river at this time, looked at the lake with the stars reflected, and threw out a medicinal herb with two thick leaves.

The two-leaf flower fell into the water, and the pitch-black spiritual power immediately rolled up, and the herb shattered into green juice when it landed, and floated down the flowing river for nearly half of it.

But soon, the spiritual power wrapped around the river water and formed a layer of water clothing, locking the liquid up. Su Xiaoqi concocted the same method, and then threw out five other kinds of medicinal herbs, and after the shattering, there were six more water balls of different colors in the river.

Controlling the fusion of six water balls at the same time is undoubtedly an extremely mind-consuming thing, which is why there are so many disciples refining together in the Lingdao Gate Dan Room, for fear that the mind will be overwhelmed, and it will take a long time to rest before recovering the previous spirit and spirit.

Su Xiaoqi cautiously leaned out his spiritual power and tried to fuse the liquid medicine ball. Fortunately, he had refined countless Bigu Dan, and his alchemy skills were able to improve by leaps and bounds. He was still eighty percent sure of refining the Gathering Pill, but after the Dan was completed, he was only afraid that he would be dizzy for a long time.

However, it didn't take long for the water balloon to explode one after another, and it went downstream along the river. The herbs that were obtained through painstaking efforts and desperate battles with enemies and demon beasts just flowed down the river?

Su Xiaoqi's heart was full of resentment, the reason why his aura was chaotic was because there was a little mistake in the order of the fusion of medicinal herbs, but he didn't expect to move his whole body with a hair, and a furnace of pills was abolished.

Su Xiaoqi didn't immediately take out the second herb of the Juluo Pill, Venus had already begun to emerge in front of his eyes, and there seemed to be mosquitoes buzzing in his ears, he really should find a place to take a good nap, and then think of a way to refine the Julu Pill.

Two days later.

Under the microwave sparkling water, there is a yellow liquid medicine water ball slowly approaching the colorful water balloon, as long as the liquid of Sha Xinlian is mixed with the colorful water balloon mixed with various medicinal liquids, then Juluo Dan has taken the most critical step.

With a "pop", the moment the two water balls touched, Sha Xinlian was like touching an elastic pudding, and was easily sucked in, and the colorful liquid water balloon had another color.

A hint of joy flashed in Su Xiaoqi's eyes, and the spiritual power was evenly dispersed and wrapped on the water ball, and the mixed medicinal liquid inside quickly rotated and fused, as if it had been turned on to the maximum horsepower.

After a few moments, the water balloon gradually fell silent, and all the colors merged into one. Although it looks like a gray color like cement and soil, it is not dazzling, nor is it a dull danmang, which tells the world that this pill is not as inconspicuous as it seems on the surface, but very extraordinary.

Just like people.