This blow, the strong man in the blood pool did not dodge the past.

A blood mist rose, and Bu Li could hardly believe that there would be so much blood in his soul. But this is the fact that it appeared in front of my eyes, and I can't help but believe it.

A pair of legs were shattered violently, and the strong man in the pool of blood didn't seem to feel it at all, and his body continued to rush forward with a powerful inertia, and his left elbow slashed horizontally, landing on the throat of the guardian engraved by the self-explosive pattern. The Guardian was knocked out of the body without any reaction, and his head fell to the side crookedly, apparently the cervical vertebrae did not know how many knots had been broken. Then the strong man in the blood pool turned his right fist into a palm, and then grabbed the black and white butterfly in front of him, and directly tore the butterfly apart with both hands.

The moment the rabbit fell, the scene was already bloody to the extreme. The blood rain was flying, as if it hadn't fallen yet, and the strong man in the blood pool pounced on the last guardian, and the two restrained each other, no one let go, and no one flinched.

The body of the strong man in the blood pool was severely damaged, and the guardian was torn apart along with the butterfly, and his soul power was also severely damaged.

Both wounded were mortally struck, but neither flinched, trying with all their might to see the other die in front of them.

There is a stalemate between each other, and at the moment it is just a matter of who can live longer.

"You see, what cannot be forgotten in this world is hatred. The powerful existence in the white mist said with emotion behind Bu Li, "How many years have this been, and the most stubborn would rather die together than let go of the opponent." ”

"What are they doing here?" Bu Li asked casually, and as soon as the words came out, he knew that he really didn't have a brain when he said this. It's stupid to ask. IQ, it's really hard.

"What a wretched man. The formidable presence in the white mist didn't seem to bother to take a step away from the question. It's just that I'm sighing.

"I'm going to die. ”

"Well, now they're competing to see who can live a little longer. Originally, they were going to die. I used the hybrid mutant to break through the barrier, and after the last they came out of the formation, a few wisps of soul, and only around the blood pool could they maintain their strength for such a long time. In another place, it has long since disappeared. The powerful being in the white mist said casually.

"Then what stories do you want to hear? Let these two spirits tell ghost stories?" Bu Li asked strangely, although he was not afraid of ghosts, but when he thought of listening to ghosts tell ghost stories in such a gloomy realm, Bu Li still felt a little unaccustomed.

"There was such a big commotion, and my old man also sent a wisp of spirit out to watch the excitement. If you don't leave some benefits, how can you justify it?" The powerful existence in the white mist still ignored Bu Li's words, and took a few steps forward, dressed in black clothes and black, extremely handsome.

"I say, you two, let go. The formidable being in the white mist stood in front of the two of them and said calmly. It's like pulling away two little kids who are fighting.

There was only one person and one bear just now, where did this person come from? Although they had reached the last moment of their lives, both of them were a little confused for a moment. I didn't see this person. Where is he hiding?

"Who are you?" asked the strong man in the pool of blood, squinting.

Although it has reached the last time, the end of the hero, the tragedy of the twilight of the beauty is not at all. It's still a look of looking down on the world. Even after being trapped in the pool of blood for so many years, it still hasn't changed at all.

"You're all like a bear, why are you still so angry?" asked the formidable being in the white haze with a smile. The two people who were desperately choking their opponents' throats were angry.

"Let go. The formidable being in the white mist said, "Take a break." Let me hear what you're doing here, and then you'll have the benefits. ”

said. An object that glowed black appeared in the hands of a formidable being in the white mist.

"Obedient people are naturally beneficial. My old man won't lie to you. Guess what the punishment will be for disobedience?"

It's like coaxing a child, but the object that emits a black light is held in the hand of the powerful presence in the white mist, but it has a strong persuasive power. There is no need to know what it is, just the aura emanating from the object makes the eyes of the two of them light up.

Empty white teeth say big things, which one won't. But the things in the hands of the powerful existence held in the white mist could not be faked, and the gloomy aura alone made people feel cold.

The two of them let go of their hands in unison. Not because it was a childish threat, but because they both thought of the same possibility, the possibility of the object.

"Hehe, it's very interesting. Okay, let's rest, after so many years, I haven't fought enough. The powerful existence in the white mist said with a smile, casually threw the thing in his hand to Bu Li, and said: "The thing is in Bu Li's hands, and whoever says the two of you can impress Bu Li, who can get this benefit." In fact, it can't be said that it is any benefit, or that the resentment in your hearts is too deep, and it has reached this point, and you still refuse to give up. ”

Bu Li grabbed the object that emitted a black light, and a cold gave way to the bones in Bu Li's body. It was as if the layers of ice had directly frozen Bu Li, and even if he moved his fingers, Bu Li could feel the sound of the small joints rubbing against each other.

"What is this?" Buli felt his words tremble. The whole cavity was shaking, and not a single muscle in the body was not moving.

"Soul Nail. The powerful being in the white mist said: "You choose for yourself, leave one person in the formation of the hybrid mutant, and treat it as the guardian beast of the new city." Although it is a little shabby, it will be used well. ”

What kind of saying is this? When people build a new city, they use ancient beasts. Even if there were no ancient beasts, Bu Li felt that the adult Mirage Dragon was not bad. But can these two half-dead old fellows be divine beasts? Uncle, are you kidding me?

"Don't think they are weak, they are all powerful figures back then, and each of them is stronger than Du Tianci, and the stronger ones are not half a star. Otherwise, they wouldn't have appeared under the battlefield where countless corpses had accumulated back then, and it is estimated that these two guys have special abilities, and they also have resentments that do not want to be scattered. The powerful presence in the white mist gave Bu Li a simple explanation, and continued to say to the two souls that were about to dissipate: "Now each of you has a cigarette to tell the story of the past, and you can't interrupt the words of others, which one can convince Bu Li, and your soul will be left." Life is worse than death, but you can see the days to come. Alas, tell me, why are you suffering? ”

The two of them didn't speak, they glanced at each other, looking at the black "Soul Suppression Nail" in Bu Li's hand that exuded a cold light, with a hint of ruthlessness in their eyes. It was a look refined by blood and fire, and I don't know how many people Lu Dao saw with his own eyes dying in front of him, and he didn't move at all.

I don't care about other people's lives as grass mustard, and my own lives as grass mustard.

"Look at the look in their eyes, why do I like it so much. The powerful existence in the white mist pointed to the two people on the ground, and said with Bu Li: "This kind of unforgettable hatred feels refreshing when you look at it, and it is much better than the hypocritical appearance of those fake guys." ”

What a hobby. Bu Li glanced at the back of the black-clothed man speechlessly, and suddenly felt that under the black-clothed body, did he also have such a heart with unforgettable hatred?

I don't think so, but when I think of this, I feel a little sad.

The formidable existence in the white mist has not been so literary and artistic, perhaps these emotions have long been consumed in the passage of countless years.

"This is not an opportunity, if you don't step away and build a city outside, you will be a bastard after countless years of stagnation. The formidable being in the white mist turned around and sat beside Bu Li, even if it was an illusion, it did not change in the slightest, sitting on the rosewood chair, crossing Erlang's legs. Bu Li stood to the side, like a handyman.

"You say first, you are not allowed to interrupt, otherwise my old man will be unkind to you. The formidable being in the white mist pointed at the Guardian, assuming that he was the first to speak. Then he pointed to the strong man in the blood pool next to him and threatened.

is so domineering, as if what he said is the avenue between heaven and earth, and it is irreversible.

The guardian was the same old man who had spoken to Bu Li before, but his appearance had changed, as if he had been rejuvenated after a serious injury, from a dying old man to a middle-aged man, his figure was not very strong, but he looked strong. Between the turns of his eyes, he was awe-inspiring. Although he was hit hard, and his body could not be stabilized in the environment around the blood pool, he still had the same expression. At a glance, you can see that Lu Dao must have been a person in the world before his death, a big man who said his word.

"Your name is Buli?" asked the Guardian, looking at Buli.

Buli nodded, not saying anything more.

"Is your city built on this?" the guardian asked faintly, looking up.

"Hmm. Buli replied.

"Bring me a cigarette and switch to the next one when you're done. "The formidable presence in the white mist. Bu Li didn't think much about it, lit a cigarette, and handed it to the powerful existence in the white mist. He lit two more cigarettes, tossed them to the big black one, and crouched beside the formidable being in the white mist, smoking a cigarette and looking at the Guardian.

"Well, my condition has impressed me, then I'll try to convince you. The Guardian looked up at the oppressive sky and said lightly.

Life and death are just around the corner, either the soul is scattered, or life is worse than death. (To be continued......)