Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Last Wish of the First God

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"The limit of the primordial gods is approaching, and even this protective shield is about to collapse, otherwise it is impossible for you to enter so easily, master. ”

"Hmm. Luo Xiaoxian nodded, he found that the aura here was thin, and the entire space was filled with a lot of water vapor, which seemed foggy, and a palace loomed inside.

Luo Xiaoxian cautiously entered the palace, and at this time, a hoarse voice suddenly came from the throne of the main hall, the voice was extremely helpless, but it seemed to carry a desperate hope into Luo Xiaoxian's ears.

I've been waiting for a thousand years. ”

"Are you the primordial god?" Luo Xiaoxian asked, looking at the human light and shadow that loomed on the throne.

"Young man, you guessed it right, I am a primordial god who is about to die completely. If you can enter here, it means that you and I are destined in this life, and my mantle will not die with me, and finally wait for its destined person. ”

"Your mantle?"

"That's right, the set of earth-level sword techniques and martial arts that I have created with my life's energy, as well as a high-grade spirit treasure bloodthirsty shadowless knife, have finally ushered in its new owner. ”

"Earth...... Ground-level martial arts?!High-grade spiritual treasures?!" The first time Luo Xiaoxian heard about ground-level martial arts, his tongue was a little knotted because of excitement.

"Yes, these two things have been with me for many years, and countless souls have died under them. It was also because of them that they eventually provoked a Mahayana master and destroyed my physical body. Fortunately, my primordial gods were able to escape, and they hid at the bottom of this lake for thousands of years, and when my time was approaching, I finally waited for someone destined to inherit them. ”

Luo Xiaoxian can be regarded as a person who has experienced a lot of deception, Yuanying's seizure and the trick of the black store have made him develop the habit of paying attention to everything.

He cautiously approached the Yuan Shen, the power of space was accumulating in his body, ensuring that he could be activated at any time, he stared at the Yuan Shen and said: "Xiao Sheng is not talented, I thank my predecessors here." ”

The Yuan Shen seemed to have become more illusory, and with a move of his palm, a large knife with a transparent body flew out of thin air, levitating in front of Luo Xiaoxian. A sharp feeling flowed on the knife body, which made Luo Xiaoxian's scalp tingle for a while.

"Sure enough, it's a good knife!" Luo Xiaoxian took the shadowless knife and sighed.

The Yuan Shen nodded with satisfaction, "The ground-level martial arts 'Shadowless Seven Styles' sword technique is engraved in this bloodthirsty shadowless knife, and after my primordial spirit dissipates, you can recognize the master with blood, and you can understand the ground-level martial arts knife technique in the shadowless knife." ”

After speaking, the Yuan Shen no longer deliberately condensed his spiritual obsession, and now his wish has been fulfilled, so he no longer cherishes everything in the world, and the already illusory Yuan Shen will soon have signs of dissipation.

"Master, it's almost over, this primordial spirit is about to dissipate, and at this time his consciousness is falling apart, and it is a good time to devour. ”

Luo Xiaoxian shook his head, "Forget it, I have already received such a big benefit from him, if I devour his Yuan Shen again, it will be a little too unkind, just let him dissipate." ”

Luo Xiaoxian looked at the Yuan Shen that gradually turned into fragments of the Yuan Shen, knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times, clasped his fists at the Yuan Shen that had already dissipated, and said, "Senior, go all the way!"

Bang!

The moment the primordial spirit dissipated, the entire bowl-shaped protective shield also fell apart in an instant, and the fierce and cold lake water was like a fierce beast, instantly sweeping and submerging the entire palace.

"Master, get out of here. ”

"Hmm. Luo Xiaoxian activated the water beads, and quickly rose towards the surface of the lake like a small water bubble.

"Xiaoxian, save me!" The concentric lock suddenly emitted a burst of light, and a trace of thought instantly entered Luo Xiaoxian's mind.

"Oh no!

Luo Xiaoxian was suddenly anxious, and began to frantically command the water beads to rise upward.

Crash!

Luo Xiaoxian flew out of the lake and sacrificed the Heavenly Spear Imperial Weapon.

"Nuan'er, wait for me, I'll be there soon!" Luo Xiaoxian's eyes were blood-red at this time, and there was only one obsession in his mind, he frantically urged the Tongtian spear, rushing towards the sky like a bolt of lightning.

"It's Lingbao!"

"Good stuff!"

"Chase!"

For a while, four or five figures rose from the edge of the Seven Killings City and chased in the direction of Luo Xiaoxian.

Revealing wealth in the Seven Killing Cities is tantamount to looking for death, but Luo Xiaoxian can't care about it so much, at this time, he only has Su Nuannuan's beautiful and delicate figure in his heart, and other distractions have long been forgotten.

"Made, is this man crazy? Why did he fly so fast!"

"I'm going! I can't catch up!"

"No, the aura is gone. ”

These guys who wanted to kill people and grab treasures chased for hundreds of miles, but they didn't even see Luo Xiaoxian's face, so they gave up because they couldn't catch up with Luo Xiaoxian.

"Nuan'er, you must hold on. At this time, the aura in Luo Xiaoxian's body had been consumed to the limit, but he was still frantically urging the aura, and when the aura was gone, he used the dark energy in reserve. At this time, no one could stop his determination to rescue Su Nuannuan.

"Huh, Lingbao?" In the extraterritorial desert, an old man in cloth riding a wide-hoofed horse looked at Luo Xiaoxian who flashed in the sky, squinted and smiled, and then turned into a streamer and chased in the direction of Luo Xiaoxian.

Luo Xiaoxian felt Su Nuan's warm emotions in the concentric lock, he knew that he couldn't delay for a second, even if the strength in his body was close to exhaustion, he was still urging frantically, even if he was so tired that he vomited blood, he couldn't stop.

"Xiao Xian, why are you so eager, let me out!" Sanhua's voice sounded in Luo Xiaoxian's ears.

When Luo Xiaoxian heard Sanhua's voice, he suddenly felt that he was out of breath, and a sense of dizziness surged over his head, which was a natural reaction caused by overdraft.

Luo Xiaoxian stopped his body, released Sanhua, and with a shake of his body, he was about to fall from the air.

"Xiaoxian, what's wrong with you? Don't you die?" Sanhua said with his paw around Luo Xiaoxian.

"Warm ...... Warm ...... Yes...... Danger ......" Luo Xiaoxian's eyes were already in prostration, but he still looked at the direction where Su Nuannuan was, and his whole heart contracted because of eagerness.

"Is the warm sister in danger?" Sanhua's eyes widened instantly, it has always regarded Luo Xiaoxian as its own relatives, as if it was its favorite little brother, and now that its younger sister is in trouble, it is naturally anxious.

Seeing Luo Xiaoxian nodding with difficulty, Sanhua said eagerly: "Xiaoxian, don't worry, I have now entered the Jindan stage, and long-distance flying is no longer a problem, you can take a rest, I will drag you to Tianyuan City." ”

"Thank you, Sanhua. Luo Xiaoxian said weakly.

Just as Sanhua was about to perform the beast body flying technique, a series of unruly laughter suddenly came from behind them.

"Haha...... Do you want to leave, leave the Lingbao behind!"