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When the light is clear, Liu Xiandong does not dodge or dodge, in fact, he has no mind and ability to dodge at this time. (Please search Bayi Chinese Net, the fastest updated novel website!)

The reaction of the Demon Eye in the distance was even more intense, he slammed it, opened his hand to take back the bottle that was sacrificed, and then deflected the direction, dodged away, and even used the irritating method that caused great trouble, the whole person completely lost his normal body, and in the blink of an eye, he was a hundred miles away, until the figure flashed, and the air burst into flames.

Only a breath later, Yu Ci and the three of them came in a chariot.

Looking at the back of the Demon Eye, Yu Ci frowned and turned his gaze to Liu Xiandong.

Qianbao Daoist covered his chest, his complexion had improved a lot, and he said in a low voice: "The foundation of that person is much more solid than that of Nangong City, and it is not a way at all. ”

Yu Ci smiled: "Both of them have only achieved immortality in the past two years, right?

Hearing the conversation over there, Liu Xiandong's face was full of remorse and fear, but his current state was terrible, so he could only "ho ho" and couldn't speak.

Yu Ciqi gathered his eyes and turned around Liu Xiandong's body, which was enough to penetrate the texture and search the bone marrow and viscera.

After a pause, he let out a low shout, and the white tiger leading the car also roared violently, with the intention of killing, fierce and fierce, and extremely subtle, locking on to the target.

At this moment, Liu Xiandong's whole body qi and blood strangely concentrated on the top of his head, his eyes bulged, bloodshot, and half-protruding eye sockets, as if they might burst out at any time. The consciousness also seems to be clear, but it is clearer than ever, there is indeed an activity in his body, waking up from his deep sleep, rushing left and right, wanting to get rid of the lock of the white tiger's killing intention.

Qianbao Daoren's face was solemn: "Or is it still a protophage? What the hell is the Dome Lu Society doing?"

He wanted to find out how many protophages had infiltrated the True Realm in a similar way.

Yu Ci didn't speak, he wanted to kill the original phagophage, although it would take a lot of trouble, but he could do it, but in that case, Liu Xiandong was 100% a "death" word, this is a good source of information, and it is also the best evidence, he wants to try it, can he save it.

It's a pity that at present, Liu Xiandong's mind is almost completely occupied by the original phagogen, and some of the divisions are also stained by fear and despair.

On his own, don't even think about it.

At this time, there must be external help...... However, "medicine does not die of disease, Buddha is destined to be a person", in a situation like Liu Xiandong, ordinary "external forces" are also hopeless.

Yu Ci's first thought was to lead him to become a believer and give him a foundation of support. But soon, he denied his idea.

The reason is that today's Liu Xiandong has been infected by demons all his body and mind, and even if he still has a glimmer of wisdom, he is also occupied by negative feelings, and he can't think of a proper way. It's the time to "plant demons".

But Yu Ci has already made up his mind not to repeat the mistakes of the Origin Demon Lord, and the previous Divine Lord network is all being revised, how can he "break the merit" in this kind of thing?

As one of the thirteen outer realms, who knows how resistant it is to the demon seed?

"Give him a treat. If it is a plasmopogarium, it must be dealt with cleanly. ”

Qianbao Daoist sighed, his gaze had already turned to the distant Demon Eye, in his opinion, that was the key person who really understood the "secret".

Yu Ci sighed, suddenly fell silent, and after a while, he said, "Just follow what Uncle Shi said, let's go." ”

Qi Zhen immediately took control of the chariot and walked away.

Before leaving, Yu Ci pointed out that Liu Xiandong was in severe pain at the top of the door, he was already dazed, suddenly cleared up a few minutes, and under the previous clear light, he was somewhat relieved, and he was able to readjust his luck, as if it was just a nightmare before, only the convulsions in the back of his head were endless, and he was still reminding him that it was far from over.

"Aren't you going to give me a good time?"

Although the mind was crazy before, there were some vague memories in the end, especially when it came to life and death, not to mention.

The current situation made him at a loss, and he wanted to reach out and touch the back of his head, but he didn't dare after all. He even wanted to catch up with the chariot that had disappeared into the sky, and asked him to understand:

Are you really going to die?

No, he was not reconciled! How could he be reconciled?

Deep in my heart, a certain kind of love is like a turbulent volcanic lava, spewing out one by one.

Liu Xiandong let out a long howl, didn't care about anything else, followed the previous route, gritted his teeth and sprinted.

During this period, the effect of Yu Ci's finger has faded, and the only spirit has quickly dissipated, and what remains is just the obsession forced by love.

Such a momentary courage naturally didn't last long, but every time before the thought collapsed, a vague voice echoed in his heart.

Whether it is encouragement, spurring, stimulation, or insult, whenever that voice sounds, the thoughts that are about to dry up inexplicably have more strength, supporting him and continuing to move forward.

In a sense, his own strength has been exhausted, and he is completely relying on the will transmitted by the "voice" to barely operate the qi machine.

As time passed, the sound became thinner and thinner, approaching nothing.

Liu Xiandong was afraid again, but he didn't notice that at this moment, the subject of fear had changed from "how long can I hold on" to "what should I do without that voice"......

He began to take the initiative to "find".

It is very difficult to find a specific "stimulus" in the turbid and chaotic lake of the mind. Compared to being helpless against the "Plasmophaus", for now, he only needs to pay full attention and devote himself to it.

Unconsciously, his only remaining mind, which was swallowed up by fear and despair, gathered and concentrated, but the essence was the only one, gradually turning clear, and finally, he was completely indistinguishable from inside and outside, and in the dark, it seemed to fall into the realm of selflessness.

Fear and despair are like ice and snow under the scorching sun, cracking and melting, turning into warm warmth, and filling my heart.

Liu Xiandong's eyes widened suddenly, the heaven and the earth were still the same heaven and earth, but he saw that the haze was all around, and the body was still the same body, and the demon insects were still raging. But his whole state is different.

A force that can be called "vitality" or "hope" is circulating in him.

The terrifying power of the Plasmopoger is still lingering in the brain palace area, but because of this, the preciousness of that new force is more and more revealed.

Liu Xiandong's body was weak, he fell from the air, fell in the mud, the wolf was unbearable, and he did not have the image of an immortal real person.

At this moment, his energy had reached its limit, and he was lying on his stomach like that, defeated by irresistible fatigue, however, life and death reached a temporary balance in him.

He's alive!

In the heart lake, the "voice" is still unfathomable, no matter how he distinguishes, he can't be sure, but it is like a wind chime from afar, indescribably pleasant, and it penetrates into his heart.

In a drowsiness, a thought came to his heart from the depths of his heart:

World...... Are there really gods?