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His face was facing me, and he opened his mouth and said, "Why don't you die?"

I was furious: "Then it's up to you to do it!"

He was also furious: "As you wish!"

"Come on!"

He's coming!

He kicked it, I dodged it, I kicked it back, I didn't kick it!

He kicked him again, I dodged, I punched my right fist, he dodged, I got out of the way, I got out of the way, I got out of the way, I got out of the way, I got out of the way. So I jumped up and put a shuriken move, and suddenly, dozens of sharp blades shot at him! His face changed greatly, and he quickly rolled on the ground with a cat body, rolling more than ten times, and then I looked again, and found that all the sharp blades were shot on the extra layer of earth armor on his body!

It's so shameless!

"Aren't you a primordial god!How can you cast a meta-technique!You big liar!Bastard!" I pointed at the ghost boss's tall body and scolded, I couldn't control it anymore, I didn't care about anything!

He sneered lewdly: "Can you brag?"

And that's it. I flew up with one kick, added a light body technique, and possessed him with eight swift steps, and kicked him in the head.

He didn't move. There was still a sneer on his face. It could be a mockery, one way or another, a malicious laugh. I had an ominous premonition in my heart. But my foot was almost kicking him, and he couldn't dodge it, and he was going to know how good my foot was!

"Oops—"

My foot actually went through his head. Nothing was left. I flew in pain to the middle of a herb that looked like a lotus flower, and a lot of blood was pierced from the sharp petals on my body. I feel so miserable. Knowing that others are the original gods, and still fighting with others? Isn't this stupid?

What's more, I clearly saw in the book something that could harm the original god, and I don't have it in me now.

I lay in pain in the middle of the herbs that looked like lotus flowers, but were more than ten times larger than lotus flowers, and looked at the blue curtain on my head. There are no blue skies here. There was no wind, and it seemed that there was not even temperature. Maybe it's because I don't feel the cold and the heat, and the temperature is almost non-existent.

"Ahh I can't stand him anymore, my mouth is full of lies. I didn't pay attention to him, and I didn't even want to move.

I was feeling the pain in the pain, I suddenly felt a pain in my shoulder, the ghost old man looked at me with a hideous face, lifted me up alive, opened and closed a mouthful of yellow teeth, and roared: "'Wansheng Lotus' has a problem, Lao Tzu has picked your skin, pumped your tendons, and refined your soul!"

I was scared. There is also a feeling of being overwhelmed. There is no time interval for him to go crazy? What kind of madness is this? After yelling at me, he threw me away with one hand, and I slammed into the light curtain at the very edge of the medicine garden, and the severe pain invaded fiercely. I vomited four mouthfuls of blood to regain my breath, then turned to look up at the bastard of the ghost old man, and I saw that his upper body was almost buried in the petals of the huge lotus flower. What is he going to do? Crazy to the point of going to insult the lotus? No, no, no, no, people are the primordial gods, what kind of insulting lotus flowers are used?

Thinking of this, I was in pain again. There are so many beautiful women in the world, but I am trapped here to die. He was also beaten by a guy who was not a ghost or a ghost. It's really not interesting to live. Besides, I don't have a Yuan Stone, so I can't say that I have to ask Lu Xiaoqian or that skyscraper bastard, and it's likely that they won't give it to you...... Even if it was given, the herb was eaten by that bastard again......

No matter how you think about it, I can't live.

"I'm going to kill you!" suddenly shouted the old man again.

I turned my head to look at him, his figure was blurred, and he came to me in an instant, my neck was pinched by his right hand, and there was an extremely cold feeling in his hand, worthy of being a primordial god, this thought actually flashed in my mind, and my breathing suddenly felt very difficult, and my eyes were full of stars.

In this case, time is going to pass very slowly. I do feel like time is passing very slowly at this time. This made me realize that the duration of pain is always longer and more profound. Normally, when I'm not suffering, time flies by, not only does it pass, but I also feel that the time that has passed is not profound in my life at all. Whenever I think about the bits and pieces of my life, I don't think much of it. I used to have to eat, three meals a day, but what did I eat in all three meals? I don't remember. I've eaten so much, how can I remember?

Thinking of this, I have another realization in my heart, if there is more pain, it will not necessarily make people feel deeply, it should be determined by the number of pain and the degree of pain. I think happiness should be the same, the shorter the happiness, the deeper the degree of happiness, which determines the depth of the memory.

So what? Everything was in the past, or will be on the way to the past. Whether it's happiness or pain, it's meaningless when it's gone, right? Perhaps, when you're in pain, recalling the happy times always comforts a little pain in the present.

If my heart is strong enough, I can be strong no matter how much pain and happiness come to me, right?

I think so.

But now, I'm going to be killed by the Ghost Elder. Everything is meaningless.

The world in front of me is so blurry, and my consciousness seems to be gradually leaving me.

"No, I can't kill him, forget it, it's just a top-notch herb anyway. If I kill him, I'll be hurt a lot, it's not worth it. "I still have a little bit of hearing in my ears, and I hear the ghost old man muttering. Then there was an instant rush of gas in my throat that allowed me to breathe, and my eyes saw the angry expression of the old ghost.

"Your blood has flowed into the 'Ten Thousand Life Lotus', and now, you are its master, you little bastard!" said the ghost elder with a condescending cold look at me.

I rubbed my neck and coughed a dozen times. It took me a long time before I reluctantly accepted the message.

I seem to believe a little bit now that the ghost old man said, in all the medicine gardens in this large silver tower, perhaps, only thirty medicinal herbs are really true, and the others are all fake. But when he said that the three of us needed to neutralize the ruthless vitality of those thirty herbs, I didn't believe it, because people had storage bags with Yuan Stones to absorb, so there was no such thing as starving to death here. Although it seems that it is true that you can't cultivate here...... This is a tricky question, if I can't cultivate, how can I cultivate to the foundation building stage within ten years? But since the ghost old man is alive, I don't need to cultivate to the foundation building stage within ten years, and if the effect of my Yin Yang Law camouflage dantian is weakened at that time, isn't there still him. But he's a madman, and he's worth my pinch!?

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