The blood stool didn't say good, nor did it say bad, he stretched out his hand and waved it on Xue Wusuan's palm, and the black "Wudao Guidance" was put away by it.

Blood is not a fool, it knows very well that there is definitely a very powerful coercion in what Xue Wushu took out. Otherwise, how can you boast of Haikou eroding this world and dominating this world?

Refusal? Blood Sect was a little undecided. It understood that what Xue Wusuan said was true. Under the suppression of the Heavenly Dao, it would take countless hours for a cultivator like it to make any more progress, and it might even suffer the "extermination of the Heavenly Dao", or the intervention from the "Great Dao" that the other party said.

The result is really unpredictable, and most of them will end dismally.

So now what the mysterious man has come up with has become a solution that seems to quench his thirst. How to deal with it, Blood Qiang felt that he still needed to go back and calm down and think about it. Now its mind is a little confused.

Xue Wushu threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and this time he condensed a ball of light in his hand, which was also handed to the blood calf. said: "These things are some scenes that I have engraved from my memory, and they can be regarded as gifts for you." You don't need to absorb it, you just need to use your mana to stimulate it, and you can watch it five times. I guess it will help you in your choice. ”

When the blood calf heard this, he naturally accepted it in full. At the end, it seemed that he was about to leave and suddenly remembered something, looked at the cigarette butt that Xue Wushu threw away, and asked, "What is that thing?"

"Cigars. ”

"Send me some. ”

Xue Wushu: "......"

With the guidance of the Dao and a memory evolution of Xue Wusuan, as well as a large box of top-notch cigars, the blood and the blood dodged away from this barren mountain with a heavy heart. And Xue Wushu couldn't wait to return to the Daoless Underworld. With such a huge amount of information in his head, he had to withdraw all the stand-ins and minds, carefully sift through and absorb them. He was looking forward to whether he could use these resources to step into the realm of true immortals in one fell swoop.

Moreover, Xue Wushu also needed to classify the things he got this time and identify some things suitable for the use of the dead souls and put them in the pawnshop.

This time it will be a great carnival of cultivation in the Daoless Underworld. At the same time, it is also the first large-scale top-level influx of world resources in "The Legend of the White Snake". It is foreseeable that after this, the overall strength of the Daoless Difu will soar to another level.

And the blood calves who returned to the Blood Hall were in a different mood.

Blood Sect couldn't remember how long it had been since he had such a complicated mind, the involvement of the Heavenly Dao, the mysterious existence from the unknown world, the new cultivation system that was said to be able to get rid of the Heavenly Dao, and the box of cigars in his hand that smelled like a special fragrance.

Set aside the black meatballs. That's the key, don't rush to see it first.

Following the example of the mysterious man before, he took out a cigar from the box, then condensed a ball of fire, slowly roasted the cigar, waited until the aroma was stronger, then cut it to the cigar cap, and finally put it on his mouth, and gently inhaled it while lighting it on a low fire.

With a snap of his mouth, a trace of smoke began to pour out of the bloody man's mouth, chest, and abdomen, forming a sparse patch in front of his eyes.

It feels pretty good, especially after a few more sips, the blood calf seems to be in a little bit better.

As soon as his mind moved, the ball of light carrying the memory hovered in front of the blood calf, the mana was slightly bulging, the ball of light emitted brilliance, and a fierce light curtain was projected in front of the blood calf.

The moment he saw the light curtain, Blood Blood's eyes immediately widened.

The picture in front of you is definitely not fictional, the blood calf can be determined. But it is also because of this that it feels new and shocking.

What is in the picture is a projection of the world, which is very detailed, and can be magnified by the blood calf to the subtle details. It's very similar to the world it is in, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi is also very strong, but there are no monks, just the physical strength of ordinary creatures is very high. And the reason for this is also shown in this memory, that is, because the heaven and earth vitality in this world is very inert, and there is no basic environment for the birth of monks.

In the world in this picture, the strength and martial arts of the flesh are admired, as well as strategy. A vast empire is expanding in all directions, both on land and sea.

To the surprise of the Blood Cultivators, the creatures here were worshipping a god statue and calling it the Yama Supreme. Carefully distinguished, it was actually the mysterious existence it had seen on the barren mountain before. And in the world of the picture, the mysterious being is clearly the only god there.

"It's really dominating the whole world!" Blood Martial was a little emotional, and at the same time really a little envious. In such a world without monks, it is really easy and cost-effective to directly dominate the world. How many resources can be used to supply cultivation in an endless stream?

Then the screen turns, and there is a magical world that the blood has never imagined at all, and the world seems to be undergoing a terrible catastrophe of destruction, full of walking corpses who have no intelligence and only know how to kill.

And the original system of this world is not martial arts, nor cultivation, but technology. This is a development path that is completely different from the world in which the blood is located. The power of mortals, with the blessing of technology, is actually so strong that it can threaten high-ranking monks.

In the same way, that mysterious being has become the only true god in this technological world, and has brought the system of cultivation to that world.

Flashing along the picture one by one, the blood pin was sometimes amazed, sometimes contemplative, and soon the picture was finished and the brilliance converged, and the blood pin still maintained its previous movements, and the cigar in his mouth had also burned out, leaving only a cigarette butt.

"There are so many dimensional worlds. Each plane has a world, a heavenly dao, a living soul and a civilization. And all of this can be controlled by the mysterious being, well, who should be called "Yama". It's really a great opportunity, such a powerful means!"

"But why did that man call himself "Yama"? Isn't that the title of difference received by the head of the underworld of the underworld? Or is he himself a Yama of a certain dimensional world, in charge of life and death?"

Bloody was lost in thought again.

Since there are so many plane worlds with different styles that have been ruled by that person, it means that they can continue to conquer and dominate. And the blood pit dares to be determined, what is not shown in the picture is the hidden power of that person. It is absolutely impossible to dominate the plane by that person alone.

However, if you really swallow this black pill, give up your autonomy, and become a complete chess piece in that person's hands, the biggest difficulty for the blood pill is psychological rejection.

Isn't cultivation just for the sake of attaining that great freedom? In order to improve one's cultivation, although one may no longer be held hostage by the Heavenly Dao, one must be subject to another existence. What's the difference?

But if he refuses, it is true that he can publish all this, and let that person's calculation be lost. What if it can be? It will inevitably lead to exponential retaliation.

The blood pin is not afraid of revenge, it is just unwilling to accept the seemingly doomed ending on its body.

Is it really that hard to be at ease?