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Standing on top of the huge ancient witchcraft of the Dark Blue Boundless Sea, stood three people.

Thundered!!

There was a constant crackling sound of broken bones and muscles.

Li Dinghuo is like a humanoid sandbag without resistance, constantly being easily exploded.

It was constantly flickering in the air, colliding back and forth like a leather ball, being shot through the ribs by the muscular man, shattering the chest, and even Li Dinghuo turned into scarlet wriggling internal organs and snow-white broken bone scum in an instant.

The exploding blood mist regained again.

But the big man was still overwhelmingly swinging his fists, beating Li Dinghuo into a sandbag and bursting it at will, while the girl he was sitting on his shoulder looked indifferent and was still whispering.

"Crazy demons are immortal and immortal. ”

"As long as there is still an obsession in the heart, the attachment to the living, the infatuation with the lover, and the right will not die. ”

The girl suddenly looked at Li Dinghuo, who was constantly being beaten, and said simply: "My knowledge is profound because of the past and future on the long river of time, all the ancients and sages, as long as I want to know their secrets, are exposed in my eyes." ”

"Because of this, I saw the only way to kill the immortal 'dement'. Do you know how the last 'demented' host I saw in the distant past 30,000 years ago died if it was really immortal?"

The girl gently stroked her eyebrows, and said with a charming face: "Immortality is because of obsession, so no one can kill the 'obsession' born of love, but if there is no obsession, and you are willing to die, you will usher in the real death of the 'obsession'." ”

The girl sat on the shoulder of the big man and said her conclusion indifferently: "No one can kill the 'idiot' with obsessions, only he can kill him, he lost all his obsessions and died in despair." ”

Thundered.

Li Dinghuo, who had exploded into a blood mist, gradually condensed again.

He quickly became stronger in geometric multiples under the pressure of extreme death and rebirth, and even somewhat adapted to the combat intensity of the big man in front of him, just like the previous battle with Makueleven.

"It's true that only I can kill me, but kill myself? How can I be willing to commit suicide to die? Because my Wan'er has not yet come back to life, I still have obsessions, and I still have love and unwillingness. ”

Li Dinghuo suddenly laughed miserably, as if he had heard something extremely incredible, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the female corpse beside him with a soft face, as if he had seen a lover's gentle gaze.

"How could I die?

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As long as there is an obsession, it will not die.

The only way to kill him is to give up all reluctant emotions and die willingly, the "obsessive" is an immortal emotional aggregation monster, and only he can kill him.

"It's a bit unrealistic at this pace, but I still have hope of winning. ”

Li Dinghuo's voice was cold and calm, but the moment he opened his mouth to speak, he was stabbed through the chest by the big man without resistance, was torn out of his heart and crushed it, and began to spurt blood.

"I grew up in death, broke through. ”

Poof.

Reduced to a mist of blood, he condensed again.

This is his three hundred and seventy rebirths, in just two hours, he was killed three hundred and seventy times by this terrible strong man in front of him, he is not Chen Xun, just an ordinary person, he has never experienced the pain of such death before.

The pain of death was enough to drive people crazy, but he was growing.

Because he is an obsession, born of love, the pain from death, the hatred of the enemy, and the obsession with Wan'er, on the contrary, his love and obsession are condensing at a more terrifying speed, and he is gradually getting stronger.

Brush pull.

A strange aura gradually emanated from the pool of blood on the ground.

Immediately after that, a human form slowly wriggled and appeared, but it burst out with a stronger aura, apparently gradually breaking through in the fear of death.

"I'm already a fifth-order mid-level cultivator now, although it's a little unrealistic..."Li Dinghuo, who turned into a human form and stood up again, looked up at the bronze indifferent man, and the girl in white sitting on his shoulder, whispered silently.

"But as long as I am killed three thousand seven hundred and twenty-one times, I am a fifth-order high-level cultivator, and one hundred and three thousand times, the hatred, resentment, and unwillingness generated by my death should be able to make me achieve the sixth order. ”

Rumble!!

Another punch.

However, the situation is slightly different.

Li Dinghuo was no longer powerless to resist, but suddenly a slight punch collided with the punch that came from him, but he was still beaten into a blood mist again in an instant.

The blood mist flowed backwards and was reborn, turning into a human form with a heavy face. "On the three hundred and seventy-first rebirth, I broke through to the middle level of the fifth order, and I can already see your movements clearly. ”

"Although I still don't have the power to resist, once I reach the bottom of the sixth order, I should be able to defeat you at the peak of the sixth order, even if you can see through my future combat moves, I am confident that with the terrifying strength of my talent, I can defeat you with absolute strength. ”

"Did you forget something?"

The girl in white still looked calm when she listened to Li Dinghuo's narration, and said softly: "Do you remember what I just said, you Li Dinghuo will be defeated under the 372nd move, this is the fate I see." ”

Li Dinghuo's brows sank instantly.

The big man in front of him easily killed him with every attack, which means that he was reborn three hundred and seventy-one times at this time, and it was also in the three hundred and seventy-first moves, according to this woman's words, he would be defeated in the next move.

"There is no basis. ”

Li Dinghuo suddenly flashed a sneer: "As you said, the only one who can kill me is myself, unless I voluntarily die, no one can kill me, is it possible that in the next move, I will commit suicide and die?"

"Ridiculous. ”

The corners of Li Dinghuo's mouth flashed with contempt.

It seems to have heard a joke: "Do you want to threaten me with Wan'er's corpse?" It doesn't matter, even if there is no corpse, wishing to be resurrected will only cost a little more. ”

"Or don't let me make a wish this time, so that you threaten me?"

Li Dinghuo looked at the white-clothed girl on the shoulder of the big man, and for the first time there was extreme hatred in his eyes, the raging fire burned in his eyes, and it was also an obsession with Wan'er: "It doesn't matter, I will come again when the next ten thousand years are opened." ”

He gently looked at the mortal female corpse beside him, with a look of tenderness and love: "Because I know that as long as I am alive, I still want to let Wan'er be reborn, and if I die, Wan'er will never be resurrected." ”

However, there was a cold laughter in my ears.

"No, I'm not joking. ”

The girl didn't seem to be angry at Li Dinghuo's contempt, but a kind of indifference.

Even in a soft tone of pity, he looked at Li Dinghuo's voice as cold as a device: "Because this is fate, this is the inevitable ending, just because the next move is the three hundred and seventy-second move, so you will inevitably lose." ”

"You're going to kill yourself, that's what I see in the trajectory of time. ”

(To be continued.) )