The heat of the thunder and lightning was scorching the internal organs and at the same time, it was also burning every vein in Wu Qiutian's body, he was in pain, but what was more painful than him was Wu Fatian who was waiting outside.

He has never crossed the horizon in his life, and in order to take revenge, he will do everything he can, and if he can't succeed, he can only die.

He was able to hold on to the emergence of a punishment heaven on the Kyushu continent, a Lu Donghua, and a witch revenge heaven, but he could no longer hold on to the next witch revenge heaven.

Time passed slowly, and the anxious waiting became Wu Fatian's talisman.

He clearly noticed that every cell in his body was rapidly aging, spreading from the heart of his hand to his whole body.

The limbs were weak, and the flesh and blood in the chest had all disappeared, and only a thin layer of skin wrapped around the white bones.

If someone had cut open his chest, they would have found that his heart had long since disappeared.

He was still gritting his teeth and holding on, Wu Qiutian hadn't woken up yet, and Lei Ming was still releasing thunder and lightning. He was really unwilling to die like this. If there is no result after so many years of waiting, he really can't die.

Pangu understood Shizun's mood very well, but he couldn't help, he just tightened his arms, intending to make Shizun lie more comfortable.

Wu Fatian's painful expression was in full view, and he closed his eyes tightly, unable to bear to see the painful expression of his master. If it were possible, he would rather be suffering himself.

"Hey, hey, he Wu Fatian gasped.

Lu Jian took Wu Fatian from Pangu's back with an arrow step: "Master, why are you so troubled!"

Wu Fatian clenched Lu Zhuan's hand tightly, his face was red, and the blue tendons on his neck and forehead were bulging: "Child, the master can't take care of you anymore, you have to remember, follow that kid, and you will understand in the future." ”

cracking sound

cracking sound

After two loud noises in a row, Wu Qiutian, who had already fainted, had survived the so-called thunder tribulation, and the thunder let out a wail, revolving around Wu Qiutian for a few weeks before burrowing into Wu Qiutian's body.

"Pangu, wake this kid up, I have something to say to him. Wu Fatian greeted Pangu with great difficulty.

To wake up a person who has fainted, I am afraid that ordinary means will not work, Pangu grabbed Wu Qiutian's arm and twisted it hard, the joint of his shoulder was dislocated, and then he rotated, and his arm was connected again.

Wu Qiutian frowned but didn't wake up, after Pangu concocted his limbs in the same way, Wu Qiutian barely opened his eyes.

There was a sore pain all over his body, and there was a tingling sensation in the joints of his limbs, and the numbness of his internal organs was still there, although it was not as strong as when he had suffered the thunderstorm before, but it still made him unable to do strenuous exercise.

Pangu's strong arms helped Wu Qiutian up, and Wu Fatian took a deep breath and said, "Boy, you have to listen to everything I say now, the big world is very big, boundless, and the big world is also very small, at least there are very few places where there are great monks."

I don't have many enemies with Brother Xingtian, and there is really only one, and that is the Chaos Ancestor of the South China Sea in the Great World.

There is no sect in the big world, the low-realm monks live in groups, and the high-realm monks live alone, only the Chaos Ancestor is different from everyone, although his cultivation is high, he likes to raise thugs, and although he is powerful, he likes to bully the weak.

I have long had a grudge against Brother Xingtian and this Chaos Ancestor, and even if there is no small world in Kyushu, it is impossible for us to coexist with him.

After you go to the big world, you must avoid letting people see your true spirit, there are many great monks in the big world, but there are not many who have cultivated the true spirit that can divide the soul. Your true spirit is inherited from Brother Xingtian, so it can divide souls. So you have to remember that you must not reveal your true spirit in front of people until you have absolute strength.

He has traveled to the Great World and has seen a lot more things than you. Having him can help you a lot.

The Chaos Ancestor raised a lot of monks with true spirits, but the real horror was not the true spirit monks under the Chaos Ancestor, but the Chaos Beasts he raised. When I entered the small world of Kyushu back then, I brought in a Chaos Beast, and it was the spirit body of this Chaos Beast that raised Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Daozu Hongjun doesn't care about the world, but his cultivation is second only to the old man and Lu Jian in the small world of Kyushu.

The power of the Chaos Beast should not be underestimated. ”

After finishing speaking, Wu Fatian was already angry.

Wu Qiutian said in a hoarse voice: "Why do you think that I will definitely avenge you? With my current cultivation, even Lu Jian is not necessarily my opponent. Once you die, Lu Jian can't stop me, do you think it's necessary for me to avenge you?"

Wu Fatian struggled hard, and then laughed: "Boy, you don't need so many words to test the old man, even if you don't ask the old man, you will tell you." Are you really the eldest brother of Xingtian who has endured humiliation and burden in the demon spirit body for so many years? He would rather let you devour the demon spirit with his last remnant soul shattered, and naturally there will be a way to deal with you.

Your oath is the greatest weapon of oppression above your head.

Your vows will not fall on you, but on everyone around you.

Maybe Brother Xingtian forgot to tell you that there is a saying in the big world that if you don't swear for ten thousand years, you will be punished by heaven. You don't have much time, just a few thousand years.

The Heavenly Dao is not the Heavenly Dao of the small world of Kyushu, but the natural law of the big world, once the law of the big world is violated, no one can survive. Even the Chaos Ancestor doesn't dare to say that he can break the laws of the big world, you are a little person who goes out of the small world of Kyushu, you have the courage, but you have the ability?"

After exhausting the organs, he finally fell into the trap of the two old foxes, and Wu Qiutian was somewhat unwilling in his heart.

However, the world is impermanent, and he knows that even if he has the ability to kill all of Wu Fatian's disciples, he is afraid that the so-called Heavenly Dao will also let the people around him become their burial objects.

"Remember, Brother Chaos rebel, kill him for me!" Wu Fatian let out a final cry with all his strength.

His head was lowered, and he was out of breath.

Lu Press's arm rotated, and after gently hugging Wu Fatian, he buried his head in Wu Fatian's arms and cried loudly: "Master!"

Pangu was speechless and speechless, his expression full of pathos.

A green-robed Taoist appeared in the void, Wu Qiutian unintentionally glanced at it, and found that this person was a little familiar between his eyebrows and eyes, and was asking questions, but he saw that the Taoist was kneeling on the ground, moving towards Wu Fatian's body step by step.

Kneel away.

Lu Jian hugged Wu Fatian's corpse and yelled at the green-robed Taoist: "What are you doing when you come back, get out!"

Pangu's broad palm stretched out and rested on the shoulder of the green-robed Taoist: "Second junior brother, get up! ”

A handsome woman and a sturdy man also appeared where the green-robed Daoist appeared, and both of them knelt down: "Master!"

For these three people, Lu Jian didn't have a good face.

Pangu said lightly: "You are all back, it's rare to get together, let's send the master on the last journey!" Little junior brother, don't be angry, they don't know about the master's can't do it, and it's no wonder that they don't know." ”

Lu Quan was angry, he was angry that these people hadn't come back to see Wu Fatian once for so many years.

Pangu was not angry because he knew that it was Wu Fatian's own intention not to let these people around, and as a senior brother, he could not be as reckless as the junior brother.

Wu Qiutian stood still and didn't move, Wu Fatian died, his disciple must be very sad, he was not Wu Fatian's disciple, just the other party's pawn, it seemed very inappropriate to speak at this time.

Just because he didn't speak didn't mean that the others didn't see him, and after Lu Jian left with Wu Fatian's corpse, the green-robed Taoist looked like a knife: "Senior brother, why is this kid here?"

Before Pangu could speak, Wu Qiutian said, "You know me?"

"Jiuli Mountain Range, Helian Bobo. The green-robed Taoist said lightly.

As soon as this green-robed Taoist appeared, Wu Qiutian felt familiar, and it turned out that he was Helian Bobo. Suddenly remembering Helian Bobo's style back then, he suddenly shuddered. Since that time, Wu Fatian has been eyeing himself, and this game of chess is really not ordinary.

You don't have to think about it to know that this green-robed Taoist is Daozu Hongjun, and the man and woman are Nuwa and Fuxi.

Pangu pulled Hongjun and Wu Qiutian, and one flashed out of the wasteland, and Lu Jian took Wu Fatian's body to his own desolate world.

By the time a few people passed, there was already a big pit on the ground, and Lu Jian stood next to the big pit, holding Wu Fatian's body with one hand and not saying a word.

After a few people passed, Lu Jian respectfully handed Wu Fatian's body to Pangu: "Senior brother, you come!"

Pangu was solemn, raising his hand is a palm, and a palm is in the same position, there is no dust, but the big pit is much deeper.

handed over Wu Fatian's body again, Hongjun took over, he swept away the dust, and the surroundings of the big pit became much smoother.

Nuwa is an incredibly beautiful woman, she is also much more delicate, the pit is deep enough, she just makes the big pit look more square.

Fu Xi threw Wu Fatian's body into the pit, there is no soil in the desolate world, all this is a real existence of illusion.

Transfiguration is because there is no dirt here, and it is real because the so-called dirt is actually no different from the real soil. The only difference is that the real dirt exists on its own, and the conjured dirt is made by them with their mana.

For the next long time, everyone didn't make any extra moves, just looked at Wu Fatian's corpse in the pit with a solemn expression. Suddenly, several people looked at Wu Qiutian.

Wu Qiutian felt inexplicable: "What are you looking at me for?"

Lu Quan snorted coldly: "Little junior brother, since you have come to the Eight Desolations, don't think about dodging, I think Shizun is happy for you, a closed disciple, to cover the soil for him." ”

Wu Qiutian flatly denied: "I am not a disciple of heaven. ”

"After coming to the Eight Wildernesses and receiving the benefits of the master, it is the disciple of the master, and it is the duty of my disciples to avenge the master. Pangu was the final word.