"Why can't I climb up to a higher place and look down on you?"

Xin Wu really enjoyed the sense of conquest after being underestimated, and when a candle emitted starlight, it was the time when it was dazzlingly beautiful. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a series of events, he had a vague idea.

The Blood Fury Species seemed to have fused the blood of many spirit beasts and holy beasts, and it was not easy to devour them.

The bloodlines of those spirit beasts are very well integrated, and there is nothing to be afraid of, after the baptism and precipitation of time, the memories they left before their lives are incomplete, and many have even become unconscious puppets.

Even if he is powerful, he can't help but comprehend the death and desperate situation.

This is also the reason why he just hallucinated, it must be because he absorbed the memories of those spirit beasts.

But the holy beasts that appeared at present were obviously not comparable to those spirit beasts, and although their memories were not eternal, there was no problem in sustaining them for tens of thousands of years.

Moreover, the Holy Beasts are powerful and pure, they are ambitious and energetic.

Zhi is faith, and qi is integrity.

Ambition is like the sun and moon for a long time, which will not be extinguished by space and time.

Even if he dies, he retains the majesty of the king and the arrogance of the tyrant, which is like the royal swordsman mausoleum of the belly snake, those strong people who die can still bring the oppression of palpitations.

Therefore, if you want to fuse the bloodlines that devour them, you naturally have to show the ambition that overwhelms them, and you naturally have to show the ability to make them respect and convinc.

How can a tiger be a dog's mount, and how can a peasant be played with by a shrimp?

The iceberg is as smooth as a mirror, the wind blows from the top down, and from time to time a small mountain of ice falls from the iceberg, smashing into a shallow crater like a meteorite landing.

Trying to climb this 10,000-foot high ice field is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Xin Wu slowly approached the ice and took out the Empty Zen Sword from the Ring, in this realistic illusion, there are also lucky things.

At least his right arm is intact, his source power is sufficient, and his weapons are usable.

The ice sculpture of the god of wind is constantly flapping its wings, and the huge wind and snow make it difficult to move an inch.

Xin Wu used the skin sense to close the air vents and isolate the outside world from his own body temperature.

He walked to the foot of the iceberg, carved a deep hole into the interior with the empty cicada sword, and burrowed into it.

"Hmph, coward, do you want to hide inside from the wind?" the Anemo Ice Sculpture shook his head and mocked, this is another piece of waste like Modinger and the Seraphe Cloud Leopard.

Xin Wu thought the opposite, the wind was strong outside, and it was completely unrealistic to climb to the top of the mountain from under his feet, so he could only find a breakthrough from inside the iceberg.

He is not afraid of the cold, so he is able to resist the low temperature inside the glacier very well, and his body is able to breathe on its own without suffocating due to the lack of oxygen inside the iceberg.

The empty Zen sword sharpens iron like clay, and it is easy to cut through the ice inside the iceberg.

Xin Wu's strangulation three degrees were also perfect, he carefully cut off neat pieces of ice like cutting tofu, and then used it as a stepping stone, standing on it and continuing to cut the next piece of ice that could stand on it.

With a goal, a workable method, all he needs is the stamina to be able to persevere.

The young man smiled faintly, remembering the desperate posture he had comprehended in the vast desert.

I'm sorry, but the last thing I lack is patience and confidence.

The real desperation is not the danger faced, but the abandonment of the determination to find faith.

Yes, he is crushing the sick body, but that is tomorrow's business, and the day after tomorrow's business, even the day after tomorrow's thing, even the day after tomorrow's thing has nothing to do with today.

Even if there is only one second left in his life, he will still insist on climbing, even if he can't climb the peak, what he wants to understand is the perception and growth of climbing in this second.

As long as you climb over that mountain, you can see the sea, which is a story and a spirit.

Xin Wu and the surrounding ice and snow are completely integrated, there is no excitement in his heart, no frustration, no fear, no complaints, he is an ice crystal without emotion, silent, tenacious, not brilliant, not arrogant or impatient, just moving forward step by step in the direction of identification.

Take a nap when you're tired, and drink some water when you're thirsty.

He didn't know how long he had crawled, until his sword-holding hand was calloused, until his young face was covered with white hair, until his black robe was tattered, until his white face was engraved with wind and frost, and his wrinkled skin turned into a crumpled orange peel......

He had changed a lot, but the only thing that had not changed was the firmness in his eyes, which had not wavered in the slightest since he had just begun to climb a long time ago.

The only thing that hasn't changed is his belief in being able to climb to the top of the mountain.

Even though he only saw the hollow monotonous single white these days of climbing, Xin Wu was smiling, because his eyes had seen the future of color.

I don't know how long it took, the last thin ice dissipated violently, Xin Wu heard the roaring wind, and the respectful tone of the kamikaze ice sculpture: "You are weak now, but you will be strong in the future, grandpa obeys you!"

"You seem to be mistaken, now you are the grandson. The fantasy world shattered like ice crystals, and Xin Wu breathed a long sigh of relief with an elegant smile on his face.

At the same time, the blood as cold as ice and snow was submerged into the Heaven and Earth Pearl.

"Shuiyanxi?" Xin Wu carefully talked to the girl as he continued to absorb blood.

"Hmm. ”

The girl nodded faintly, her eyes fixed on the blood anger seed in the air, and reminded Xin Wu to concentrate: "The next holy beast, Shui Xuanwu, is coming. ”

The blood seeped with water, the waves rolled and swirled in the air, and the water turned into crystal arrows, piercing Xin Wu's throat.

Xin Wu was once again brought into a wonderful world, this time he saw a huge island, the island was full of life, the grass grew and the warblers were flying, and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant.

He stood in the center of the island, lying on the green grass, looking at the kites flying in the bright sky, feeling comfortable and comfortable.

"Brother, do you think I'm flying a kite well?" Ziyue took his hand, and her pure smile was too shy in the wind.

Is this a hallucination?

Xin Wu felt the warm touch in his hand, looked at Ziyue's clean and flawless smile, and his heart was mixed for a while, and happiness and sourness alternately impacted his heart.

What a real illusion!

"Are you willing to stay here and enjoy the bliss on earth, I can give you everything you want. The island slowly rose, and Xin Wu suddenly discovered that this was actually a huge golden longevity turtle, and it also had a majestic name - the holy beast Xuanwu.

Barefoot like a boat, red tail like a sword, and a pitch-black neck towering into the sky.

Xin Wu looked at the golden turtle shell full of ancient patterns, and looked up at its majestic momentum of breaking through the water and waves, and was stunned by this legendary creature for a moment.

Xuanwu turned his head happily, although he looked at Xin Wu condescendingly, he did not have any killing intent.

Obviously, compared to the murderous Fire Vermilion Bird, Shui Xuanwu's character is undoubtedly much calmer and peacefuler.

"I don't want to. "Xin Wu had the experience of the Vermilion Bird and knew that it was an illusion, but he was still a little incredulous.

"Why not, isn't this the life you yearn for?"

"It's fake. ”

"But your feelings are real!" the old turtle squinted, his face kind.

Xin Wu paused for a moment and said lightly: "But there is no feeling for them here." ”

"It doesn't make sense for me to be real, the world is real and meaningless, if I'm real, my partner is real, even if the world is fake, I can accept it. He said impatiently: "Only monks like to talk about these fantasy truths, but that is just confusing people's minds and numbing their own rhetoric." ”

Maybe some people can accept Xuanwu's proposal, but Xinwu, who walks on the tip of the knife, can't do it, and when there is more blood, his heart will be cold.

The heart is very cold, and if you look at things thoroughly, reality!

The old god turtle's answer to Xin Wu was a little unexpected, and after a pause, he shook his head and said: "The strong are all confident, especially the rare species of the holy beast, even if the body dies, the soul and will will not dissolve, and will not surrender their identity and use it as a gun.

But even so, the ten great holy beasts were also swallowed by seventy percent of the true dragon bloodline in the blood rage species, and the remaining consciousness of the remaining Fire Vermilion Bird and the Wind God Ice Sculpture was also swallowed eight or nine times out of ten, which means that the test you just faced was only facing one-tenth of the remaining power of the soul of the remaining holy beast. ”

After hearing this, Xin Wu gasped.

He didn't know how strong the holy beast was, but these guys who had died a long time ago could still influence people's hearts with their residual soul power, which was really terrifying.

"I want to know what your test is?" Xin Wuqiang replied calmly, "If you want to intimidate me, I think it's more effective to come directly." ”

"I don't like to fight, you know the water is always gentle, and the turtle is always slow. I came to you to do something useful with you. ”

"For example?"

"When all the souls of the Blood Fury Species are completely devoured, the Blood Fury Seed will become a complete state, but it is not the dragon soul that is awakened, but the consciousness of the Blood Fury Seed itself.

Do you know what I'm talking about?"

"Isn't the soul of the remnant dragon the most terrifying existence in the Blood Fury Species?"

"Clever. Xuanwu shook his long white hair and beard, and his voice was like thunder, bursting into Xin Wu's heart word by word: "It's a pity that I don't know what that existence is, I can only vaguely determine that although it is stronger than the dragon soul, it is also a remnant soul, not too strong."

But at the same time, fortunately, that being seems to intend to stand idly by, or rather, it intends to stand idly by for fear of something more terrifying.

The most terrifying being in the Blood Fury Species is now willing to submit to you, so the only thing left to do is the Dragon Soul. ”

Xin Wu knew that the more terrifying existence that Xuanwu was talking about was referring to the Heaven Swallowing Earth Bead in the center of his eyebrows.

The dragon soul is unwilling to surrender to swallowing the heaven and earth beads, why is the existence of the dragon soul even more willing to surrender?

There are indeed too many doubts in his heart now, so many that his head will explode and shatter just by thinking about it.

But no matter why, it should be said that it is indeed lucky news that you don't have to deal with "that existence" after dealing with the dragon soul.

He shook off the mystery in his mind and grasped the crux of the old turtle's words: "Do you want to help me get rid of the remnant soul of the true dragon?"

"You really look like a shrewd businessman. The old turtle smiled and nodded, "But that's exactly what I plan." “

"Did you do it?"

"Isn't it right to try overall?"

"Reasonable!" Xin Wu groaned slightly, then nodded, and an inexplicable excitement burned all over his body, even overshadowing the faint pain from shattering his right arm.

He likes to do things that don't know if the outcome is good or bad if he doesn't do it, and he likes the kind of life-or-death adventure.

Just like the execution of the Dragon Turtle Brigade's hunting plan, he felt that he was especially handsome when he flew over the river bank covered in blood and corpses on his skis!

"Being in the true dragon bloodline, the more fierce the resistance, the greater the oppression, the old god turtle I have a dull nature, I don't like to fight, although I am the weakest among the holy beasts, but now my soul and consciousness are the most intact, so I know certain things clearly.

I have a way to help you devour dragon blood, it's up to you to dare. ”