The old man smiled and finally stopped being lonely.

The two of them began to assemble their respective types of trap beasts at a speed of five hundred yards per second, and the old man's hands were as fast as lightning, his eyes were looking ahead, but his hands were extremely agile and constantly piecing together and assembling tens of thousands of parts.

Zhizhitian did not lag behind, although he only had one hand, he bent down and tried to assemble it with one hand with his teeth, even if the gums began to bleed from the force, he was not afraid.

The old man did not slow down the speed of assembling his hands because he was disabled, but instead increased the speed, which was the only respect for Zhitian.

Soon, the old man Changjiang took the lead in completing the work, and a three-headed six-armed scooping dragon beast was completed, with a lion's mouth open, and dozens of sharp teeth were fifty centimeters long.

It took a while for Wise Heaven to finish, and it was a puppeteer in the appearance of an immortal god emperor, sweating profusely, and it took a lot of effort to piece it together with one hand and teeth.

The old man Changjiang was very frightened, and after a closer look, he found that it was not the deity, and breathed a sigh of relief: "You kid, you have a unique talent in this path. ”

Zhitian smiled slightly: "The seniors have won the award." ”

Take control of the two-seater trap beast fight in no time!

Scoop the drake beast to attack first, and his bounce is perfect! With the speed of thunder, he jumped and bit the God Emperor puppeteer.

The God Emperor puppeteer narrowly dodged a bounce, and then threw a punch, which was bitten by the nimble head of the dragon scooping beast!

With a move of the dragon swinging its tail, it flew away and the puppet of the God Emperor was on the ground, it just got up, and was bitten by the neck of the scooping dragon beast lion basin, and the head was directly separated, less than three rounds before and after, and the wise heaven was defeated.

He had planned to make an Immortal God Emperor puppet to vent, watching the "fake" Immortal God Emperor being beaten, Zhi Zhitian's heart was inexplicably a little happy, but soon he hung his head, after all, the puppet man was just a puppet man, and the Immortal God Emperor was an insurmountable ditch in his life.

Seeing that Mingzhitian was depressed, the old man Changjiang comforted him: "It's not shameful to lose in the hands of the old man. ”

Then his fists clenched: "The old man has gone through thousands of years of baptism to get today's achievements, and you should feel more reverence, rather than being depressed after this defeat, slumping." ”

The old man Changjiang seemed to have something to say, and he wisely comprehended it and raised his head: "Thank you for the teachings of your predecessors." ”

"Mm-hmm, the son is teachable, let's continue." The old man stroked his white beard and nodded with satisfaction.

Zhizhitian was puzzled: "The victory and defeat have been divided, I know that I am not the opponent of my predecessors, and I want to continue?" ”

The old man Changjiang quipped: "Eh, this is a bad statement, as the saying goes, green is better than blue, and the small defeat in front of you cannot be regarded as a big defeat in the future, you should fight again with the old man, learn more lessons from it, and make persistent efforts." ”

Of course, this is just that the old man Changjiang has been unwilling to be lonely for a hundred years, and he hopes that someone will play with him.

Zhizhitian would have liked him to have another bottle, uh...... He still has no strength to fight again: "Isn't it okay for the younger generation to admit defeat?" How long will my predecessors step on me? ”

The old man Changjiang was afraid that Zhizhitian would not play with him: "How can you think like this? Okay, the old man doesn't hide it, as long as you fight with the old man again, no matter what the victory or defeat, the old man will give him his money, this exchange of interests, how about it? ”

Wise Heaven is now a wasted man, now trapped here, looking down, surrounded by purgatory and magma, there is no hope of getting out, in this long-lost area, where can he go?

The answer is no, losing one's cultivation means that one becomes an ordinary person again, and can only grow old here slowly, and then be born, old, sick and die, and die slowly.