In a dense forest overgrown with weeds at the foot of Dusty Peak, a small clearing.

Wuchen watched the black lock on his right wrist fly towards the Black King lightly.

And since this black lock was worn on his wrist, he couldn't take it off no matter what, and he was naturally extremely surprised to see such a scene.

"What the hell is going on?" Feeling a feeling of relief on his wrist, Wuchen frowned and asked.

While asking questions, Wuchen did not forget to release his soul sense to tentatively connect with him. However, this time, Wuchen was stunned to find that no matter what, he could no longer get the approval of the black lock. The soul consciousness is blocked out and cannot be entered.

And just when Wuchen was surprised in his heart, the black king not far in front of him was smiling.

"This is originally a spine on my body, if you don't listen to me, do you still want to listen to you?" The corner of the Black King's mouth twitched, in fact, he also recovered this part of his memory after refining the Resurrection Soul Life this time.

Now, now that he has remembered the origin of this black lock, he naturally wants to take it back with the temperament of the black king. Along with the black lock being retracted, there was also a black mark on Dustless' right arm.

Seeing that his arm was finally freed from the shackles of the black lock, Wuchen was also a little happy, because since he was firmly bound by the black lock, although he did not show weakness to himself, the origin of the return is unknown, and it is not necessarily a blessing or a curse.

After relaxing, Wuchen remembered what the black ** had just said, but his expression suddenly turned stunned, and he said in shock: "You said that this black lock is a piece of your backbone?!"

When Wuchen said this, his expression was extremely shocked, because in Wuchen's cognition, whether the human race is strong or not, this spine is a vital part.

One less is either dead or injured!

However, the Black King has been stocked for so long and is so powerful that it is hard to imagine how the Black King did it.

"Could it be that people in the demon clan can survive without bones?" Wuchen muttered to himself, frowning for a moment, and then letting out a puzzled inhalation.

Such a scene was reflected in the eyes of the Black King, but it made the Black King chuckle again.

"The people in the demon clan are not gods, and they must not survive without flesh and bones. The Black King shook his head and spoke slowly, and when he came here, his expression suddenly became a little proud!

"But!" the Black King smiled proudly, "But, have you heard of where the Terran beast gods have gone?"

Although the Black King did not directly explain the reason, but talked about the question of the Terran Beast God going to stay, Wuchen still truthfully answered the Black King, some of the things he knew.

"When I was a child, I heard my mother say that the time when a beast god appeared in Zuihou was thousands of years ago. It is rumored that the decision of the human race, the beast god and the demon race has been fighting for a long time, and Zuihou has both fallen. Wuchen frowned, recalling the story his mother told him when he was a child.

As everyone knows, just when Wuchen slowly revealed his cognition, a trace of inexplicable ferocity flashed in the depths of the black king's dark eyes.

"Together, that old fellow really thinks he is invincible?!" the Black King muttered, his body trembling slightly.

"What did you say?"

"Oh, nothing. The Black King quickly concealed his emotions and faced Wuchen directly, so that Wuchen couldn't guess what he was thinking.

"By the way, what do you say about the beast god of the human race? Aren't you saying that you can survive without a backbone?" Wuchen reminded the Black King not to tear up the topic.

Seeing that Wuchen was not suspicious, the Black King also took a deep breath, his eyes slowly closed, and opened them again, and a little light appeared in his pupils.

"You also said that this is just a legend, but in fact, whether it is a demon clan or a human monk, as long as he cultivates his body and soul consciousness to a certain realm, he can rely on either of them to achieve immortality!

It's what people often call immortality!"

"Immortal body?!" Wuchen was shocked and lost his voice, very shocked by these four words.

If you ask, what are the countless people of the human race who are desperately cultivating. In addition to resisting the invasion of foreign races and protecting the bloodline inheritance of the human race, a larger part of the reason is this immortal body!

Suddenly, Wuchen's eyes looking at the Black King suddenly became very complicated, "Are you an immortal?!"

Wuchen was stunned, and there was a hint of shock in his tone.

However, in response to Wuchen's question, the Black King grinned slightly and said, "No, if so, why did I fall to such a point?"

"Then how did you survive without your backbone?" Wuchen continued to ask.

"Well, it's thanks to you kid. The Black King smiled, looking at Wuchen's eyes intriguingly.

"I was sealed under the Broken Sky Mountain Range, and my physical body and soul consciousness had long been worn out, but coincidentally, you happened to step on the top of my head that day, sealing the weakest place of Liliang.

Then, with all my might, I fused my entire body into a single spine, transformed into the form of a beast lock, and was brought out by you. The Black King spoke slowly, with some excitement in his tone.

However, after listening to what the Black King said, Wuchen was stunned.

After a moment's pause, the look in his eyes at the Black King was a little weird, "You mean I released you?"

"Ahem, what do you mean by being released, it's obviously rescued!"

"Really?" Wuchen glanced at the Black King with strange eyes, and felt Wuchen's gaze, but the latter's gaze was a little evasive, and he didn't dare to look directly.

"You weishenme was sealed, it must be a bad thing to do, absolutely wrong?" Wuchen said lightly, but he didn't know this sentence, but it made the black king suddenly angry and jumped.

"Do you think this king looks like a bad person?! This king's good intentions have spread to the Supreme Yuan Decision, and saved your life many times, and you still say that this king is a bad person?!

If this king is a bad person, do you think you can live until now? Haven't you been swallowed by this king earlier? This king has been eaten for many years!"

The more the black king spoke, the more excited he became, and he looked like he had been wronged, and the corners of Wuchen's mouth on the side were grinning, and his face was full of depression.

"Since you're so powerful, weishenme is still with me. Wuchen muttered in a low voice, still a little unconvinced of the Black King's grievances in such a pretentious way.

But who knows, the black king is getting more and more energetic, and continues to howl: "This king sees that you are dignified, and I want to take you on the road?

Hey, this king must be from the previous life, oh no, it's the last life! It took eight lifetimes of blood mold to recognize you white-eyed wolf thing."

The Black King was even more excited, and Wuchen was even more disdainful