"But once I absorb it, will I never be able to go back..."

"No... No matter what, if you don't need it anymore, you're going to hang up!"

The blood and qi hidden in the spiritual consciousness by Emperor Zhu Wuhuang were like rivers and seas pouring down, all pouring into the dantian.

The lotus platform has thousands of petals, and at this moment, they all stretch together.

The sea embraces all rivers, and the dim lotus platform retreats from the golden mang, replaced by the rising red mang.

The lotus platform that exudes red mangs is in the dantian, like a small sun.

In the blood-colored battlefield, the shoulder blade of the Great Zhu Wuhuang, which was shattered by the long knife in his hand, was recovering at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

The vanishing power re-ascended, and the palm that was about to lose the handle of the knife was grasped again.

He raised his head slowly, his bloodstained cheeks tinged with an inappropriate coldness, and his heterochromatic pupils were full of anger.

The next moment, the breath that swept out of his body swept away the middle-aged man like a tide.

The crimson blood wave rolled, and the Great Zhu Wuhuang stood straight in the center, the long knife in his hand pointed to the ground, and the whole person instantly turned into a shock, and took the lead in raising the knife.

The middle-aged man raised his arm to block, and the blood soul long knife collided with it, and he only felt a huge force that was not like before spread through the blade to the veins of his arm.

With one blow, the Great Zhu Wuhuang, who had changed his mentality, abandoned his previous speed and began to fight with the middle-aged man with his knife wide open.

One knife after another, the breath of the middle-aged man covering his arm continued to shatter, and the breath that was reborn was even a little unable to keep up with the speed of the Great Zhu Wuhuang Sword.

There was a slight surprise on his face, which was not half emotional.

At this time, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang was unaware, just kept repeating the action of chopping.

The only remaining pupil, which was still clear, was about to be overwhelmed with red.

The breath was unprecedentedly high, and when the last knife was slashed down, a clear bone cracking sound resounded from the palm of the Great Zhu Wu Emperor, and the long knife of the blood soul attached to the escape was also densely cracked at the tip of the blade after a knife was swung.

The price of the shattered blade and the deformation of the palm was to cut the breath of the middle-aged man and leave a deep wound on the arm.

Sticky blood poured out of the middle-aged man's arm.

The Great Zhu Wuhuang, who had completely exhausted all his strength, put the broken long knife behind him, and then looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.

What has not changed from beginning to end is the arrogance on the face of Emperor Zhu Wu.

The middle-aged man's arms drooped naturally, completely ignoring the deep bony wound on his arm.

Something passed quickly in his body, and at the last moment when his gaze stayed, the middle-aged man came to the front of Da Zhu Wuhuang and reached out and cut his neck.

The perspective is pitch black, and the world is spinning.

Looking at Da Zhu Wuhuang who fell to the ground, the middle-aged man picked him up and walked towards the ruins of the wooden pavilion.

The churning and raging waves of blood subsided, replaced by a vibrant spiritual power.

If it weren't for the cracked ground and shattered rocks as far as the eye could see, this would be a realm wonderland from the beginning.

Thirst... Very thirsty...

There was an extremely hot feeling coming from the dantian, as if it was roasted on a fire, squeezing out the last drop of water in the body.

The soreness and numbness attacked, like countless ants climbing in their bones.

Enduring the double stimulation from the soul and the body, I don't know how long later, a small stream of clear and sweet water knocked on his lips and slid into the intestines that were about to dry up.

The water continued to moisturize, and finally Emperor Zhu Wuhuang unconsciously burped, turned over and continued to sleep.

Nizi, who slowly got up from the side of Emperor Zhu Wu, wiped the water from the corner of her mouth, looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the side with some anxiety and said, "Uncle Seventeen, my master has been sleeping for almost seven days, why hasn't he woken up, will there be any accidents?"

The middle-aged man who was rebuilding the wooden pavilion turned his head and said with a smile on his face, "Your master is as strong as an ox, where will there be any accidents, he should wake up after waiting for him to sleep for two or three days, don't forget to give him medicine on time." ”

Although her face was full of doubts, Nizi still nodded honestly, she trusted this seventeenth uncle from the bottom of her heart.

If he hadn't made a move at a critical moment, I'm afraid he would have died in the hands of those god-killing overlords...

Thinking of the hundreds of god-killing overlords surrounding her, Nizi subconsciously shuddered, and her eyes softened when she looked at the middle-aged man.

I don't know the alternation of day and night under this abyss, but the middle-aged man calls Nizi to feed the Great Zhu Wuhuang every three or four hours.

The big Zhu Wuhuang, who was originally red like a crab, is slowly improving.

At the beginning of the ninth day, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang, who was almost in a vegetative state, finally woke up, and the first scene of opening his eyes gave himself a heavy critical blow.

Nizi, who has disappeared for a long time, is holding a bowl of water at the moment, following behind the middle-aged man, and from time to time she says earnestly, "Uncle Seventeen, stop and drink saliva." ”

Da Zhu Wuhuang angina is not ordinary angina, it is like the angina of a child who was fortunate enough to pull up, but turned around and threw himself into the arms of the enemy.

Just when he was heartbroken, Nizi's eyes looked over and she ran over in surprise.

"Master, you're awake at last!"

With a soft figure with a faint warm fragrance, he threw himself into his arms without hesitation, which directly dissipated most of the anger that Emperor Zhu Wuhuang had saved.

Nizi is like a feline with a perfect combination of wild and charming, and she keeps rubbing her head against Da Zhu Wuhuang's chin, "Master, you have been sleeping for nine days, and I thought you didn't want Nizi anymore." ”

The anger in his stomach finally turned into helplessness, and Emperor Zhu Wuhuang stroked Nizi's head with his hand lovingly, "As long as Nizi you still want me, I won't want Nizi." ”

Nizi nodded excitedly, and her head rubbed even more energetically, "Nizi won't want the master, she will always follow the master." ”

This girl's figure is too vigorous, but after all, she is a six-year-old baby, and when Emperor Zhu Wuhuang was helpless, he caught a glimpse of the middle-aged man who put down the wooden stick in his hand and walked towards him, and he became vigilant, and his palm also touched the blood soul long knife that had broken on one side.

Nizi noticed that Emperor Zhu Wuhuang was wary of the middle-aged man, and hurriedly said, "Master, Uncle Seventeen is a good person, he saved me, otherwise Nizi would never have seen the master again." ”

"Uncle Seventeen, did he save you?" Da Zhu Wuhuang's head couldn't turn around.

Nizi nodded vigorously, "Uncle Seventeen not only saved me, but even the master you were saved by Uncle Seventeen, he boiled medicine for you every day, and then asked me to feed you to drink." ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man came to the front with his trademark smile, "Wake up?" ”

The vigilance in the heart of Emperor Zhu Wuhuang rose to another level, and the hand holding the hilt of the knife did not relax in the slightest, "What do you mean? You were the one who wanted my life before, and now it is you who saved me?"

The middle-aged man shrugged his shoulders, "It's just a misunderstanding, but before I solve it, I want to tell you a little story." ”

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang was almost about to go berserk, and he almost killed himself with just a small misunderstanding? Now he is pretending to be okay to tell himself a little story?

Is it tolerable or unbearable! Is it really that when I am a big Zhu Wuhuang is a child, he will come and go as soon as he is recruited?

He decided to rebel!

"Whoa..."

In the rising stream, there are two figures.

The big Zhu Wuhuang on the right looked at the middle-aged man beside him with a sad face, just now, he carried out no less than five sneak attacks on the middle-aged man, but none of them succeeded, but he was carried to the stream like a little chicken and took an honest bath...

It stands to reason that judging from his current physique, he can definitely fight back and forth with the level of the god killing overlord, and even with the escape world as the god killing master, he is absolutely confident to take a few moves.

But in the face of this seemingly elegant but black-bellied guy, he couldn't hurt him.

Could it be that what you have cultivated is a false practice?

The middle-aged man on the side seemed to figure out the state of mind of Emperor Zhu Wuhuang, closed his eyes and said calmly, "Maybe one day, you will become like me, and you will find out that this is not a good thing." ”

"When I'm like you, I'll have to torture you severely!" Da Zhu Wuhuang muttered in a low voice.

As if he hadn't heard his words, the middle-aged man paused for a while and said to himself, "I spent seventeen years to accomplish achievements that others can't achieve in their lifetimes, and in the end, it took more than 100,000 years to make up for the mistakes of that year, is this deal worth it or not?"

"It's worth a ghost, with these 100,000 years, a pig can fly..."Emperor Zhu Wuhuang said without thinking about it.

The middle-aged man laughed, "Sometimes a mistake is often made up for in a lifetime." ”

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang, who had a big nerve, finally reacted and said with some shock, "Wait, what you have been talking about 100,000 years before refers to the age at which you have lived to this point?"

"To be exact, more than 100,200,323 years old. The middle-aged man said critically.

"Oh my God, 100,000 years old?!, I can't live until now?"

"Sometimes, not being able to die is also a punishment. ”

"Then I want this punishment too. ”

“......”

After a pause, the Great Zhu Wuhuang, whose soul of gossip was burning, couldn't bear the loneliness, and asked again, "I said, what did you do before, and you want to trap yourself for 100,000 years?"

"I didn't do anything, it just took seventeen years to slaughter the humans of this world. The middle-aged man said lightly, "Not a single one is left." ”

"Shhhh

Suddenly, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang recalled a conversation with the retreat not long ago.

It took more than five hundred years for the Blood Soul to escape from the lowest level of the Ten People Slaughter to the end.

And in an era far older than the retreat, there was a guy who became the master of killing gods in this dualistic world, but it only took seventeen years.

Thinking of the terrifying strength of this guy in front of him, as well as the lonely years of nearly 100,000 years, Da Zhu Wuhuang couldn't help but exclaim, "You are that madman?!"

The middle-aged man smiled and shook his head, "In my memory, you are the second person to call me that." ”

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then walked away from him without a trace.

"Since you have achieved the position of killing gods in this world, why did you stay here and never leave?"

"There are too many debts to kill, how can it be so easy to leave, and the mistakes you make will always have to bear the consequences. The middle-aged man said slowly, "I don't see the suffering of the sun for 100,000 years, this is the consequence." ”

"A long, long time ago, when this killing world was still in ignorance, I was invited to come here to undergo the trial and achieve the position of killing god. ”

"I was young and vigorous, from ten people slaughtered to hundreds slaughtered, ten thousand slaughtered, and then the god killing messenger, and I never stopped rising all the way. ”

"In my eyes, the human beings here are nothing more than humble lives, only my cumulative value, and I keep slaughtering without the slightest mercy. ”

"I have been killing for sixteen years without stopping, and the moment I became the Lord of God Killing, there was no living person in this world except me. ”

When the middle-aged man said this, he stopped, looked at Emperor Zhu Wuhuang and said, "Do you know why I completed the trial and still haven't left here?"

Emperor Zhu Wu's head shook like a rattle.

"That's because, after completing the trial, I made the only wish to the gods - to exchange 100,000 years for all the people in this world who I have killed. ”

"Why do you want to do this?" asked Da Zhu Wuhuang, of course, he didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence, judging from the behavior of the middle-aged man slaughtering the whole world at that time, it was unbelievable that he could make such a move.

The middle-aged man's face suddenly became a little weird, "Because, at that time, I thought that my killing was not perfect, so when I made this wish and was about to be voluntarily imprisoned, I left a path for future generations to kill and promote more quickly - humans and animals." ”

A chill rushed from the soles of Emperor Zhu's feet to the Heavenly Spirit Cover, and although the stream was extremely warm, Emperor Emperor Zhu couldn't help but shiver.

The middle-aged man beside him, everything he did, under the unbelievable packaging, the core was so cold and bloodthirsty.

"After these 100,000 years of precipitation, I regret it, and I regret it all the time. The middle-aged man looked at Da Zhu Wuhuang, "I want to make up for this mistake, but I haven't been able to find a suitable candidate." ”

A bad jade premonition rose in Emperor Zhu Wuhuang's heart, and he stepped back again, looking at the middle-aged man vigilantly, "What are you going to do?"

The middle-aged man stood up from the stream, put on his white shirt again, and said with his back to Emperor Zhu Wuhuang, "Things have an end, things have a beginning, and things have a beginning, you are the person I want to find, the book I planted, thus causing this killing world that has long been deformed." ”

"It needs to be reshuffled again, so I want you to go through this path again on my behalf, and completely destroy the cause I planted. ”

Da Zhu Wuhuang was instantly covered with black lines, isn't this fucking just to wipe your ass for free? Or is it the kind that wipes it clean?

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