In the midst of the mountain breeze, the beast in the old land of Qingcheng was dyed red by demon blood, and now the mountain peak has become pitch-black, and Zhou Chang, the man of the Imperial Spirit Army with a broken arm, stands on it with a resolute face.

With the opening of the method of becoming a god, the surrounding mountains and rivers suddenly rose, and the clouds and mist converged with the aura towards this peak, and slapped towards that peak like a tide.

The demon beasts that had originally scattered and fled fled even faster at this time, because an invisible coercion suddenly descended on them, making them tremble.

Even Wu Zhao and those who stood outside the mountain peak and watched could feel this coercion coming. This is the pressure formed by the trend of mountains and rivers.

A few days ago, Wu Zhao prepared to slay the demon in order to ignore this coercion.

But today, after feeling this coercion, he suddenly had the idea that even if it were me, he might not be able to succeed.

Together, Zhou Chang became the center of the landscape trend, and with the opening of the law of becoming a god, the trend of the landscape formed a formation centered on him.

Countless spiritual energy tides rushed towards Zhou Chang, his body seemed to be bursting, his skin was cracked, blood beads seeped out, and he was rushed by the spiritual energy tide, the cracked wound became bigger and bigger, and the blood beads flew around him, turning into blood mist...... And then a wisp of flesh fell from him.

He also followed in the footsteps of the Dapeng bird that day, and the flesh and blood were peeled off from his body, which was worse than Ling Chi.

Zhou Chang gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and trembled all over.

In the end, he couldn't hold it anymore and hissed and howled.

Wu Zhao and Bai Ling'er, as well as Tianjian and the other three big men, stood in the distance and silently watched this cruel and bloody scene, feeling related.

How can ordinary people bear this kind of pain?

No pain, no gain!

But if the 'bitterness' is this kind of suffering, I believe that nine out of ten people are unwilling to eat it, and would rather live a life in a mess than try it easily.

As time passed, the screams finally faded away, and his breath gradually became weaker, like a candle in the wind, which faded out in the wind.

Finally, Zhou Chang was silent, and the flesh and blood in his throat had fallen off, revealing bloody white bones, looming in this blood mist and white aura, making people's scalp tingle.

In the end, the white bones suddenly shook and fell, and the momentum of the moving mountains and rivers suddenly stagnated, and then dispersed violently.

The pressure that pressed on everyone suddenly disappeared.

Failed!

Wu Zhao and Heavenly Sword glanced at each other.

The three men also looked at each other, and one of them walked out.

"Heavenly Sword senior, it's my turn!"

The pain that Zhou Chang had suffered before, they saw it in their eyes, and although they were afraid, they didn't want to admit it at this time. Death is death! Eighteen years later, he will be a good man again!

The idea of such a single, although many ordinary people will talk about it, but when they are really faced with the choice of life and death, there are few people who are so atmospheric.

Heavenly Sword looked at Wu Zhao, Wu Zhao shook his head slightly, and said, "There's no need to try again, I think this method of becoming a god must have restrictions on cultivation, and it is impossible to succeed casually." ”

Heavenly Sword was thoughtful, but he couldn't think of a reason.

Wu Zhao looked at Bai Ling'er, whose eyes were a little serious, and then said: "To take this path to becoming a god, you need to use the momentum of mountains and rivers to reunite your body and soul, but after Zhou Chang's body collapsed just now, the soul was almost like a fire in the wind, and it was extinguished in an instant. Zhou Chang is like this, and the three of them must be the same. Compared to them, the spirits of those alien monsters are obviously much stronger. ”

When everyone heard this, they suddenly felt bitter.

......

came out in high spirits, but in the end it was miserable, although I had been mentally prepared, but when this result appeared, it was still unacceptable.

A living life disappeared in front of them...... And before leaving, I endured that unbelievable pain.

Wu Zhao didn't know what other people thought, he felt that Zhou Chang's death was indirectly related to him. If it weren't for him telling the matter of this god-becoming method, Heavenly Sword wouldn't have let people arrange for Zhou Chang and a few of them to do this dangerous experiment.

Although this is an indispensable loss on the road to the rise of mankind, Wu Zhao always feels that there is something wrong in his heart.

Speechless all the way, until the Qinglian Sect, Wu Zhao was expressionless.

Heavenly Sword was a little worried that Wu Zhao was too self-blaming, and when he was about to part, he said to him: "This matter has nothing to do with you, and you don't have to blame yourself too much. On Zhou Chang's family's side, we will give some special care, and it will definitely not chill the hearts of the martyrs. ”

Xiuyuan, a cultivator, is less and less like a Taoist priest.

He paused, and then said: "Mankind is facing this predicament, and if it wants to rise and return to its homeland, then the loss on this long road is inevitable and necessary. In this world, there are very few overnight successes, unless it is really lucky, the darling of heaven......"

Wu Zhao nodded and didn't say much.

Back in the sect, Wu Zhao didn't say much, and went straight to the cliff side of the main hall on the top of the mountain, there was a small pine standing against the wind and snow on the edge of the cliff, and he sat there for a day and a night.

Seeing this, Liu Shishi and Luo Xiyu ran to persuade him one after another, but he didn't respond.

In desperation, they had no choice but to find Bai Ling'er and ask her what happened?

Bai Ling'er looked at these senior sisters who cared about Wu Zhao and told them what had happened.

When they heard the process of the sacrifice of the Great Soul Army, although they had not seen it with their own eyes, they still heard that their scalps were numb and their hearts were cold.

The whole body is stripped of flesh and blood, what kind of torture is that?

After experiencing such pain, how can it not be depressing to be depressed in the end?

Helpless, Luo Xiyu had no choice but to let Bai Ling'er persuade her to see if this girl, who looked very similar to Xiaoxian Xian, could let Wu Zhao, a tendon, come out of self-blame.

Bai Ling'er didn't shirk it, and ran to the cliff behind the main hall on the top of the mountain, looking for Wu Zhao.

"Don't persuade me, I'm fine!" Hearing the footsteps behind him, Wu Zhao said casually, "Although I do blame myself a little, but now I'm just thinking about things." ”

"If self-blame is useful, I certainly don't mind blaming myself a little more. But obviously, self-reproach cannot raise a dead person. ”

He shook his head and continued, "I'm just thinking, how can a person become a god without going through that kind of pain?"

Bai Ling'er put on her little toes, walked to the little cedar, stretched out her fingers, teased the pine branches stained with blood-colored snowflakes, and asked, "After thinking about it for so long, do you have eyebrows?"

Wu Zhao laughed when he heard this, "If it's really so simple, then I can cast the Heavenly Court, divide the gods of the world, show the grand occasion of the mythical Heavenly Court, and call myself the Emperor of Heaven!"