At this time, the four iron wolves were almost skin and bones, and even Li Ergou was almost on the verge of life and death, but Li Zimu really felt deeply powerless for everything in front of him, not that he didn't want to do it, but his cultivation was really too low, so that if he hadn't reacted fast enough, it was estimated that he would be gray now.

Before, when Li Zimu saw the iron wolves being swept away by the tornado, he chose to save them without hesitation, but when he went deep into it, he deeply understood that sometimes the gap between people is already a world of world, so looking at the iron wolf and Li Ergou who are becoming more and more unbearable, he has an indescribable despair at that moment.

Tornado had also been developed by him to develop his own team combat skills, but today, when he was pretentious about team combat skills, he suddenly felt that all the self-consciousness seemed to be a joke.

What kind of overstepping battle, what kind of exercises, it's more just a painting of the ground for a firm self-style, and only the supreme cultivation is the truth of the royal road, but I didn't expect it to be comprehended between life and death, it's really ridiculous.

He couldn't help but think of the black-scaled fish that year, the stubbornness and death of his mother, the stupid and naïve Chevrey like him, his self-righteous achievements, and finally, his third grandfather, his seemingly great but extremely humble ambition.

Yes, self-righteousness, as if it was all inadvertent, but can this so-called bureau really only wait until one day to be completely shattered by unforeseen circumstances, or to be torn apart by a strong and powerful hand to wake up?

Is such sobriety still useful?

Unconsciously, Li Zimu fell into dead silence and loneliness, but when fate was about to end, looking at the iron wolf in front of him, he inadvertently saw behind him, the woman who had known himself for a short time, but flew towards him with a relieved smile, for some reason, Li Zimu's willpower that had begun to collapse inadvertently became extremely powerful.

Because not only Yun Yan, but also inadvertently saw the woman who existed like the queen of the iceberg, she was so peerless and frightening, she was so cold and unstoppable, but for herself, how could she be? She would be as uncomplaining and unrepentant as ever.

In an instant, the terrible crisis flashed again, and his heart felt a kind of pain that was torn, very painful, and he had an indescribable fear and loneliness.

Suddenly, his eyes showed a firmness and determination that he had never felt before, not for himself, but only for those who loved him and loved him more. In particular, the sudden arrival of the thick earth pillars that rose from the ground made him feel an indescribable relief and no regrets.

"Will you give up? Maybe I'd like to, but from now on, I won't have those two words in my life!"

Death, in fact, he is not afraid at all, after all, he has experienced it, so he can accept it gladly, but watching his followers die, he really can't turn a blind eye, after all, they believe in themselves and follow him, and what reason and excuse do he have to abandon them.

Especially for them, they have given everything since they were born to the present, what qualifications do they have to give up? What reason do they have to abandon them!

Finally, after thinking about it again and again, especially after seeing the more and more unscrupulous needs of blood and aura that are becoming more and more difficult to meet by her bosom friend, and seeing her originally faint silver-white dress slowly turn red, Li Zimu knows very well that she doesn't have much time to hesitate now.

He originally resented this woman, because she was really an unprecedented annoyance, but when he saw her body, which was likely to be destroyed by the breakthrough, he still couldn't stand idly by. In this way, looking at his bosom friend, he couldn't help but look firmly at Iron Wolf and later Yun Yi and Luo Xun, and finally, Li Zimu made a final choice related to his life and death.

Looking at the huge black Jiao, he took out his own instrument Ding, and in an instant, the big Ding, which was originally only the size of a palm, turned into a giant Ding standing in the center of the tornado, looking at the black Jiao's caution and precaution, Li Zimu flew to its side without hesitation to communicate with it, although Li Zimu could feel the distrust of the black Jiao, but there was no time to hesitate at this time, so a look, Xiaoxiao had disappeared.

In fact, it seems that the exchange is just a few glances. After all, they are both in a tornado, and it is not only difficult to communicate verbally, but more importantly, there is no time, so Li Zimu just pointed to Dading and sent Xiaoxiao in, he believed, this is enough.

And looking at all this, Hei Jiao was obviously a little incredulous, but looking at his master, he also knew that there was no time to hesitate, because he could feel his master's desire, and she could also feel that if he was not sure, the person in front of him would not take out his giant tripod so firmly.

In fact, Hei Jiao has been full of curiosity about this little human since he appeared, from his strength beyond his own level to a large number of aliens around him, as a real sixth-order beast king, especially a big demon king with a powerful black dragon bloodline, she still sees everything about Li Zimu very thoroughly.

Because she was thorough, she had more trust, so at this moment, she almost didn't hesitate to give the two big birds a look, and the two big birds naturally waited for Li Zimu's actions without the slightest opinion.

Seeing this, Li Zimu's hanging heart finally let go, although everything was only completed in a moment, but this moment of time is life, he really doesn't want to waste a single thing.

The two big birds disappeared, and after a while, one of them flew out, just a look, Hei Jiao, the golden dragon and the bosom friend disappeared in place, and Li Zimu disappeared with it, and when Hei Jiao saw the world in Dingzhong clearly, she was shocked and had a deep disbelief.

Ding is just a first-order blood soldier, but such a vast world inside the Ding, such a powerful internal blood qi and aura map, looking at the red and white mist that is as dense as water, the black Jiao at this moment is full of curiosity and deep gratitude to Li Zimu.

But soon, the red and white qi like the Taiji Diagram became unstable, and everyone seemed to see the slowly rising Taiji Diagram rotating, constantly rotating, like a blender, rolling everything in this space.

"It's not good, I still overestimate my strength!"

Seeing the already unstable world of Ding, feeling that his body was also collapsing, especially after the thoughts of the Ding in his spiritual world were also going crazy, Li Zimu knew that his life must be difficult today.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and without hesitation, he took the black Jiao out of his own Dingzhong world, and when he stood outside the Ding and looked at his big Ding, the cracks made him feel that the crack was his own heart.

"Heijiao senior, I hope you can save my companion, as for the bosom girl, I will definitely do my best. ”

After speaking, after taking a deep look, Li Zimu turned around and left, and at the moment of leaving, the tripod was also integrated into the heavenly veins in his body.

He had to let the blood and aura around him reach a certain concentration, and he also had to help Da Ding absorb the surrounding blood and aura, the large amount of energy stored by Da Ding was rapidly depleting, but the speed at which it absorbed the surrounding aura and blood qi was a little difficult to maintain.

Especially the crack on the Dading, without the baptism of his own heavenly vein, he believes that soon, the entire Dading will collapse and shatter when it is difficult to maintain itself.

Therefore, only by integrating into the Heavenly Vein, with the help of his own cultivation of the 'Pangu Open Heaven Decision' and the 'Emperor Ming Heart Technique', he can quickly heal the rift of the Great Ding, and with the help of powerful magic techniques to help him absorb the aura and blood of the outside world, although this will cause great damage to his body, after all, this is to use his own body to impulse buffer.

But Li Zimu didn't have the slightest way to deal with such a result, it wasn't that he didn't want to use a better method, and it wasn't that he didn't know how drastic the damage to his body was, after all, the impact and destructive power of the aura and blood like a storm was not inferior to the waves crashing on the shore.

However, he really didn't want his ding to burst, especially once all his efforts before the burst became redundant, it made him grit his teeth and stick to it.

Just running all the way, Li Zimu can not only feel the surrounding aura and blood surging towards him like a monstrous wave, but also something that surprises him and makes him dare not believe is the most deadly, not only does the instrument need aura and blood, it also eats its own life source like a bottomless pit, which really makes Li Zimu feel helpless and feel abnormal pain.

It's just that he knows better that there is no turning back when he opens the bow, and once he chooses, he is doomed to live and die together.

However, he does not regret it, because the choice itself is risky, and since it is a foregone conclusion, then he will fight hard. And I don't know if it's because he was too timid and afraid in his previous life, or because there are too many emotions in this life that are difficult to vent, he actually has the illusion of enjoying the pain of the blood and aura wantonly destroying his vitality in his body.

"Am I born to be a masochist?"

Thinking about it, Li Zimu at this moment actually had a relaxed wry smile on his face, looking back on his two lives, he really found that he had lived for so long and really wasted most of his time being abused, which really made him feel like crying without tears.

Feeling his one hundred and eight heavenly veins shattered and healed by the impact of boundless blood and aura over and over again, and healed again after shattering, although the heavenly veins are becoming stronger and stronger, but the pain of washing the meridians and cutting the marrow is really not covered.

At this moment, after he slowly became taller and taller from five feet five inches tall, about one meter eighty-three tall, more than three feet, he knew that this was all his strength.