"You guy......" The powerful existence in the white mist was finally helpless, and what he said just now was impassioned, and he was suddenly speechless when he asked such a question. looked at Bu Li, and I don't know if I heard what Lu Dao said Bu Li.

"I know that Lu Dao, isn't it to collect Hongmeng purple qi and behead three corpses to become holy? We have to go through the three thousand worlds of Lu Realm, so all this is predestined, and what is destined is not big enough?

Cutting off three corpses to sanctify, does this kind of thing have anything to do with you?

What the powerful existence in the white mist said was very far away from himself, and what he wanted was to take Cai Xiaoxian'er home. What beheaded three corpses to become holy, what survived the eternal night and other things, has nothing to do with me. An ordinary person, think about three meals a day, think about his wife and children. We can't make 3,000 yuan, but the chairman's heart is not.

"You guy, the main plane, how easy it is to go back. The powerful existence in the white mist also sighed and said, "If you can get Hongmeng Purple Qi in the Soul Lan Continent, you may have the opportunity to return to the main plane." ”

Throwing bones at a rabbit is definitely not a no-no. The formidable being in the white mist tried to throw a handful of grass away, stepping away from the grass that the rabbit liked to eat.

When Bu Li heard this, he came to the spirit, and his waist board listened straight, and said, "Didn't you say that the strength of the main plane is already very weak?"

"The teleportation between planes is not what you think, if I want to explain it to you in detail, let's start with quantum mechanics. The formidable being in the white mist smiled faintly. Look at the step-away.

Bu Li also knew that he was joking with himself, and smacked it. also smiled helplessly. Slowly, you will always understand. Why do you think so much? It is estimated that he came out this time, that is, to let himself not be so resentful. But it seems that after grinding a lot, treating myself as a dog, and giving a big bone that can return to the main plane, I haven't said anything about what is in front of me.

"Uncle, let's talk about what is in front of you. If I die here, there's nothing left. Buli asked.

"If you want to come here, it's just a matter of listening to a story and letting you make your own choices. Nothing sinister. The being said with a smile.

"The reason why you have to take risks when the soul power of your whole body is exhausted is because this time you come in, you don't have many opportunities to really exert your soul power and the power of carving. Second, even if you use it, it will only be good for you. The depletion between the meridians and the dantian, you can squeeze out a part of your potential, this is what I want to see. The formidable presence in the white mist continued.

"It's useless to say so much. This illusion of mine will also be dissipated. You go for it. ”

"I said uncle, what do you want me to do?" Bu Li is still dewy, and his cheap uncle hides every time he speaks, otherwise he is afraid that he will not be mysterious enough. Why does this guy like to pretend to be a ghost so much? Listen to the story. Such an eerie realm, if you want to listen to it, it's a ghost story.

"It's nothing, it's just a few old guys who want to tell a story. All you have to do is listen to the story and then make your own judgment. The powerful being in the white mist said disapprovingly. It was as if these things were just simple and dismissive little things to him, and he didn't want to pay attention to them at all. "You don't always say that everything comes from your heart. Doesn't your wrench also say 'its meaning is not necessary, its heart is not the same'?

"Uh...... I can't just copy the knife. In a place like this, I can do less than the big black. Bu Li also said helplessly.

"I went back, and the power of this illusion was so much, and I went back to sleep. The appearance of the powerful existence in the white haze gradually faded into the appearance of the "Yu Min" teacher, and when he was leaving, he waved his hand to Buli and made a gesture to leave class.

How do you feel like parting from life and death? For what Hongmeng purple qi, Bu Li just secretly remembered that these things had nothing to do with him at all. It's too far away, like countless brilliant illusions, and it looks very unreal. It's more practical to think about how to survive.

"Bu Li, did you understand what your uncle said just now" Da Hei saw that the existing figure disappeared, and asked Bu Li cautiously. Just wanted to touch the shadow, but was thrown directly to the ground, and now the bones in the whole body are still hurting terribly, how dare you say anything bad behind your back.

However, the powerful existence in the white mist said everything very important this time, even what was beheaded and sanctified was said, but Da Hei understood it.

"I understand one thing, that is, our journey is a sea of stars. !" Bu Li scolded viciously. What kind of bullshit is this? Behead three corpses and become holy? Uncle, I just want to go home, this kind of thing that is not this dimension to save the world is left to your old man to do.

The blood-colored light and shadow gradually faded and gradually dispersed, and Bu Li and Da Hei stopped talking at the same time, for fear of being discovered.

At the same time, the ground seemed to shake slightly, and countless dust jumped up and burst into the air.

I just listened to the old gentleman talk about the laws of thermodynamics in class, and then I returned to the gloomy environment like the Netherworld Castle, and anyone would have a moment of trance. The step away was just a pause, the toes were a little bit of the mountain wall, and the body quickly retreated backwards. Da Hei twisted directly and began to stealth.

The huge and heavy armor appeared in Bu Li's field of vision, not a skeleton, but like a powerful black warrior like a strong man from the underground dark world, and at a glance, he knew that the Dao was infinitely powerful and extremely strong.

He stepped back like a crossbow arrow, and in mid-air, he saw that the black and strong fellow had appeared in his field of vision, and saw himself, and had already begun to run, took the longbow from his back, and shot an arrow in mid-air.

Without soul power, the soul inside the wrench finger could not be activated, the power of the gold-loving beast could not be exerted, and the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang" could not be used, and even the soul array could not be arranged. Bu Li could only be like the most ordinary tattooed hunter, using the longbow in his hand to make a dying struggle.

Seeing the ironwood long arrow fall on the black and strong samurai, without even splashing a spark, a picture suddenly appeared in front of Bu Li. It was the famous photograph of a little Palestinian boy throwing stones at an Israeli tank. Bu Li was helpless to the extreme, so he simply threw the longbow to a remote corner, directly picked up the sharp knife, and prepared for hand-to-hand combat.

With the experience in the void and all kinds of bizarre and unbelievable experiences in the future, Bu Li has a strong confidence in the sharp knife in his hand. Besides, Buli does not have the habit of being tied.

The body continued to retreat, and in the place where he had just passed, Buli carefully watched the foothold hidden in the darkness. Every foothold is kept in mind, and even when stepping away from the exploration of the future, I have not forgotten to leave a way back for myself.

The toes kept falling on the uneven stones, and the body kept retreating backwards like a crossbow arrow. The black tower-like samurai on the opposite side was getting faster and faster, and his feet fell to the ground, as if the sky had fallen, as if the entire road was about to be shattered by him.

Buli turned a corner, his body hidden in the darkness. The bloody and murderous red light reflected around, faintly casting the figure of the black warrior on the ground. Bigger and bigger. Countless spikes around the dark shadow were revealed, like a monster grinning at Bu Li, with the cold aura of death.

Quickly turning the corner, the black warrior was not afraid of a possible attack at all. Perhaps in his opinion, Buli is just an insignificant mouse, and the life or death of this mouse only depends on when he can catch it.

The sharp knife was abruptly hidden in the darkness. Without soul power, the power of the sharp knife of the Knowing Dao Knife cannot be exerted, and I only hope that the sharp knife can break through the defense of the black and strong samurai, even if it is to cut off a leg.

At the moment when the black warrior turned the corner, he stepped out of his body, and the sharp knife fell on the knee of the black warrior. As if defeating the leather, there was a muffled "poof", and as the sharp knife pierced, a few drops of fishy yellow water spurted out between the sharp knife and the black warrior's knees.

With a twist of his wrist, he stepped away, and then the black warrior slammed his body back and back, the sharp knife quickly cutting an arc-shaped wound on the swarthy knee. The sharp knife came into contact with the smelly yellow water, and there was no reaction at all. But when the yellow pus fell to the ground, as if it were royal water on the ground, pungent white smoke rose immediately.

Bu Li's heart was awe-inspiring, obviously this pus has a strong corrosiveness, if you come into contact with it, it is difficult to guarantee whether the self-healing ability can make you retreat from the whole body.

Looking at the thick juice spurting out of the black warrior's body, Bu Li had an illusion, I don't know if the black warrior's body is flowing with this liquid, if so, this guy is too fierce.

His toes were on the rocks on one side, and he walked away like a gecko, curled up and clinged to the top of the cave, and his left hand clasped a raised rock, slightly stabilizing his downward momentum. This kind of stability is only a matter of moments at best, and it seems that Buli is only in a dying struggle. The black warrior just tilted his body, and then the hammer in his hand was raised high, slammed directly into the rock, and swung towards Buli. (To be continued......)