The flowers that were quickly gathered formed buds, and after giving up the three tentacles, they became smaller and smaller and darker in color, as if they had been coagulated by blood that had been placed for hundreds of millions of years, and Wu Dahei was wrapped in them, and he didn't know where to go.

Qi Tian and Feng watched as the bud changed from the size of a mountain to the size of a football field, and now from the size of a basketball court to the size of two people hugging each other!

The three abandoned tentacles were absorbed by Qi Tian's Killing Realm and instantly turned into ashes.

And just for a moment, when everyone, including Feng Suiying, didn't see clearly, the completely black "bud" actually condensed into a dot and disappeared from everyone's sight!

Wu Dahei still watched the incredible happening, the savage-like old man peeled off a skin every time he killed someone, and then used all kinds of blood to write and draw on the skin, he seemed to be killing and killing, I don't know how long it was, until a man appeared in this duel arena, a man who couldn't see his face clearly, and only remembered the incomparably evil man, he killed everyone except this old man with one move.

Wu Dahei only felt that as the old man, he had emotions for the first time, it was unwilling to reality, he heard the man say that he needed to be the victorious person, and he took a look at it through the secret art of the heavenly court, even if he knew the old man's situation, he had pity, but he was helpless. However, he finally gave the old man a spell, a spell that could ensure that the old man would inherit for tens of thousands of years.

It is precisely because of this that there is a mountain of blood sea corpses in this dueling arena, and it is precisely because of this that Wu Dahei has his own creation.

The former Blood Sea Corpse Mountain was like an illusion, but now the dark ground and the towering crystal dome that formed the clouds are real, and the rules of the gladiatorial arena have never changed, only one person is allowed to win here.

Feng Suiying and Qi Tian stood on the ground, only feeling a strong sense of history, and none of them spoke.

Qi Tian slowly received the nine Killing Realms that were not completely complete to his side, and then withdrew his divine consciousness and aura, and the nine Killing Realm Vortexes disappeared in an instant.

Feng Suiying glanced at the sky again, with a contemptuous smile on his lips, he flicked his hand in front of him, and in an instant a stone table and two stone benches appeared, and two jars of good wine were placed on the table.

Qi Tian only glanced at it, shook his head helplessly, and sat down with the wind and shadow.

"Junior Brother Yan An's cultivation is the Taixuan Sutra of the Human Race, right?" Feng Suiying looked at the wine jar in front of him, gently slapped open a jar of good wine, and put it in front of Qi Tian, and then, he didn't think about it at all, he just picked up the wine jar in front of him and poured two sips of good wine.

"Yes. Qi Tian was calm on the surface, his hand was on the edge of the wine jar, and he did not move.

"This wine is a specialty of my clan, called Yin Drunk, and these two jars are also stolen by me with great difficulty," Feng Suiying didn't care about the wine dripping down his cheeks, and only drank it freely, "If you like wine, drink two sips." ”

Qi Tian groaned slightly, his furrowed brows slowly relaxed, grasped the edge of the wine jar, and poured two sips of spirits, "Good wine!"

The surging spiritual power erupted in Qi Tian's body like an erupting flame, and his fumigated face was a little hot and ruddy as if he was drunk.

"The spell you just cast is also unusual," the wind followed the shadow, and the long black hair hung down on his shoulders, and dripping wine hung on it to reflect the light, "Qi Tian." ”

Qi Tian's pupils opened, and he slowly regained his composure, he raised his head and looked at Feng Suiying calmly, "I have never understood how I can get the trust and help of everyone, and now with you, I just want to know why." ”

"Hahahaha!" "Wind Suiying smiled heartily, his robe was windless, "Where did you get so many rules? You are young, but you think too much!"

"I just always feel powerless," Qi Tian shook his head and took another sip of wine, "My best friend would have been able to realize his dream if it weren't for the fact that I must be alive and well now, but he left because of me." ”

Qi Tian had tears in his eyes, no matter what, he couldn't forget that time when the dragon sucked water, and no matter what, he couldn't let go of the lack of two people on this long journey......

Feng Suiying sighed and patted Qi Tian on the shoulder, "If it weren't for the soul flying away, there is reincarnation in the world, if you can reach enough heights, you can naturally reverse everything." ”

Qi Tian shook his head, "Reincarnation?reversal?What kind of amazing talent and what kind of height does that have to be?Saint?Legend has it that the hair of a saint can break the heavens and the earth, but how many people have been in this entire continent for thousands of years? How many saints are there in total? It's not that I'm pessimistic, it's just that I recognize the reality." ”

"Yes!" Feng Suiying took two more sips of wine, "There are too few people who can be holy. ”

"I've been fantasizing about the world of Xianxia since many, many years ago, I think people can fly, they can turn their hands into clouds and rain with their hands, and they can move mountains and seas, what kind of shock and unbelievable it is," Qi Tian wiped the wine from his mouth and raised the jar, "Later, I read all kinds of stories, all about this world, in which everyone is constantly snatching, killing people and selling goods for the sake of cultivation resources, I think this is okay, how enjoyable it will be to indulge in wanton life, dare to love and hate!"

Feng listened quietly, thinking back to his life in the past few hundred years, but he felt that such a cruel world was boring.

"It's been eight years now, I've been cultivating hard, except for my own inexplicable alchemy, I'm still in the foundation building period, I've been cultivating for eight years and still building the foundation, what kind of qualification is this?" Qi Tian shook his head and smiled bitterly, "It's such a qualification, I have been helped by many people in this cruel world, Jiang Lingyue's all kinds of gratuitous help, gold is Feng Wu, and even help me with my life, as well as Xiong Zhanxian and Red Belly Pocket, the two demon clans have only met once, and they don't have the slightest malice towards me." ”

"I have also been hunted down and killed, and I have also encountered monks who have killed people and robbed money, and I have also been wanted by several major sects. Qi Tian only felt that his thoughts were chaotic, and he didn't know where to start, eight years, he originally just wanted to live for Yan An's will, to pursue what the top of immortal cultivation is, to see the real immortal, he wanted to be such a ruthless person as written in his idol book, but he couldn't do it.

"I used to think that only ruthless people can reach the top, and now I think so, so I want to become stronger, to be cruel to others, to be more ruthless to myself, but I can't do it. A complicated smile appeared on Qi Tian's face, "I really can't do it, not because I'm weak, not because I'm not smart, it's just that it seems that the former me in my heart is deeply ingrained......"

A blurry look flashed in Feng Suiying's eyes, as if he thought of himself when he was a child.

"I always seem to believe that there is no good or evil, disputes are all because of interests, and the means taken are all because of the environment in which we once lived," Qi Tian looked at the crystal glass in the sky, "and even sometimes we need to fight and kill, all because someone wants us to do it." ”

"Do you know what some older generations call in this era?" Feng Suiying suddenly asked, looking at Qi Tian, his eyes firm and serious.

"I don't know. Qi Tian shook his head, he had never seen any people of the older generation, he was only alone, he was originally unconcerned, and he should have no scruples.

"The Great Era of Xianxia!" Feng Suiying showed a smile on his face, "Nowadays, geniuses from various sects, families, and places have sprung up one after another, and now our cultivation system in the Southern Regions, the body training system in the Eastern Wilderness, and the Buddhist cultivation in the Western Desert, all theories have reached their peak, and the entire continent, the Great Emperor has not been able to come out for hundreds of thousands of years. ”

Feng Suiying drank all the wine in the jar in one gulp, "That is to say, the rules for the world left by the previous emperor have become smaller and smaller, and the new emperor is likely to be produced in our era! This is the era of heroes! Immortals will be born, and in the great era of immortals, where will the heroes come from?"

Qi Tian also dried the wine in the jar, the confusion in his eyes slowly firmed, all along, the reality he encountered was different from what he had known, he couldn't kill himself against his heart, but he needed to become stronger, he entangled himself to death.

"I'm fed up with it! I'm really fed up with today's world, the strong are respected, if I can be the strongest, I will definitely re-set the rules of the world! I want a different way of playing, a different way of living! I want my life to be colorful, I want everyone I know to be equally colorful or, whether they are strong or weak!"

Feng Suiying stood up straight, opened his arms, and his pupils gradually became black as ink, "This is not the world I want now, but I must live happily! People like me, if they die, they are really dead, there is no longer me in the world, but I want to leave my own story!"

Qi Tian just stood up, but he felt dizzy, and wanted to use the aura, but found that the dantian was like a swamp, and it couldn't be mobilized at all! The world in front of him became more and more blurred, and it rotated faster and faster, and the last second he closed his eyes, he only saw the strange smile on Feng Suiying's face.

Feng Suiying smiled, laughing freely, depressed and satisfied, all kinds of emotions mixed together, and he himself couldn't figure out why he was laughing.

Feng Suiying watched Qi Tian's body fall straight down, he casually put away the stone table and stone bench, and then his spiritual power ran for a big week, dissipating all the wine, "Alas, what a fool!

Feng Suiying squatted beside Qi Tian and patted Qi Tian's face with one hand, "You said that you are young and how can you be? I also think that you are so derelic! The forbidden power of this gladiatorial arena is stronger than I imagined under the preservation of the Blood Sea Corpse Mountain, even if I am promoted to the cultivation level of the god transformation stage, it is useless, this ghost place can only appear when you are still alive, you say, don't you make me embarrassed?"

Qi Tian's consciousness seemed to be still awake, but he couldn't move! That Yin Drunk was originally the world's top spiritual energy wine, such an altar, even if a monk in the Transformation Stage drank it, he would sleep for hundreds of days! He was now being fiddled with by the wind and shadow, and his body was sitting cross-legged, opposite to the wind and the shadow.

"Alas," Feng Suiying couldn't help but shake his head and sigh again, "Don't blame me for adding such a heavy stroke to your life!"