The fairy cultivator is doted on by the six-year-old cubs

This little old man's swearing words are all so similar, is there really such a similar person in this world...

The old and the young looked at each other, but the little old man's eyes did not have the warm color that Bai Zhizhi was familiar with...

Bai Zhizhi's eyes were astringent, his heart seemed to have knocked over a seasoning jar, he couldn't tell what it was like.

The four above were anxiously scratching their heads, one old and one young stepping on the two "iron piers" for a while to release, and then to step back, and there was no intention of ending it quickly.

Bai Zhizhi turned his head to look at the seventh and eighth life and death rings.

The guardian of the seventh ring is a woman.The woman was dressed very boldly, with black and gold patterned animal skins covering key parts, her body was plump and vigorous, her wheat-colored skin was painted with three blood-colored oil paints, she looked full of wild beauty.

Seeing Bai Zhizhi look over, the woman sitting among the pile of corpses hooked her slender fingers and showed a slightly weird smile.

The guardian of the eighth ring is an old man, that old man is chubby, with white beard and hair, he looks like a kind grandfather next door.After seeing Bai Zhizhi's gaze, the old man nodded slightly and made an invitation gesture, showing a trace of kindness on his face.

It's just... this is a life-and-death competition, this understatement invitation, once accepted, it will be a fate of life and death, it seems that the more down the ring, the tougher the defenders will be.

Bai Zhizhi stepped off the iron pier she was trying to stand on, and looked at the provocative woman with piercing eyes.

She must go down to the 99th floor in this life-and-death competition. Instead of waiting for someone to challenge her, why not take the initiative!

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On a flat hillside, rows of pavilions and pavilions are scattered and built, and the curling black mist spreads among the emerald green glazed tiles, showing a bit of remoteness, tranquility and comfort.

Seen from the foot of the mountain, the leisurely and radiant Zhulan Huadong and the Quqiao Flower Pavilion seem to have fallen into a fairyland, and everything has a strange beauty and elegant elegance.

"Oh my, what a place, Nightmare?"

Stretching out his little hands to set up the awning, looking into the distance, Xian Bao scratched his chubby cheeks, and said to himself: "Nightmare, nightmare, isn't nightmare scary, ouch! It hurts... Eh? What are those people doing? Building walls? Big stone bricks!"

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The wind and snow rolled wildly in the whistling wind, almost choking people's throats.

On the gray and ruined land, the desolate weeds are full of coldness and sadness...

On the old city wall, between the huge stone bricks, there are pieces of shriveled and yellow grass moss. Pieces of white frost are piled up on the grass moss. It flutters and flutters, but it just doesn't fall or fall.

A tall and straight figure swiftly ran down the city on the whirlwind, as if this doomsday-like bad weather was nothing worth mentioning in front of her.

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The tide, the rushing tide... On the sky, dark clouds are pressing down on the poles, and the salty sea breeze is rolled in the huge waves and rushes straight into people's breath.

On the shoal, amidst the ruined walls, there are still a few large characters with paint peeled off...

"Twilight City?"

Qing Li was about to reach out and pull the plaque that was pressed under the stone bricks. After a closer look, a few strange people with shrimp heads enthusiastically waved their hands at her and said, "Hey—little girl! Come here! Don't look at that There are piles of broken stones, come and sit in our Nightmare Sea Market~ This place is full of good things~"

"Nightmare? So this is the place..."

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If Bai Zhizhi saw all this, he would be very surprised. It turns out that everyone has arrived here, but they were obviously brought to a different time and space!

But at this time, Bai Zhizhi was stepping on the iron pier with a smile, and gnawed on the fatty chicken leg, which was a reward in exchange for the corpse.

The plump animal skin woman was cursing sharply.

I don't know what stimulated this woman, who was just watching the fun, to join the farce of the siege.

Wiping the oily hands on the curtain beside the arena, Bai Zhizhi clicked his tongue and said slowly: "Don't shout, you, you, you, and the one hiding under the corner over there!" Uncle, don’t be in a hurry~ When the young master has enough rest, I will beat you to the point where you, Lord Yama, don’t even know each other~”

Even though they didn't know who the King of Hell was, those people could tell that this was not a good word, and said sharply, "You shameless little thing, are you just delaying time?"

Shaking her little white hand, Bai Zhizhi pinched the corner of the curtain, wiped the oil between her fingers, and said slowly: "Don't worry! Don't worry! Take your time, there is plenty of time, I'm afraid you'll think it's too late if you wait a while." It's too fast. Besides, if you say shameless, I don't dare to compete with you~"

The dry and skinny old man in the fifth round also grabbed Tie Dundun's arm in front of him, wrestled with each other, and only heard a rattling sound, and Tie Dundun's right hand had already drooped.

The old man was sulking because Bai Zhizhi refused to give him the chicken leg just now, after taking off one of Tie Dundun's arms, he glanced at Bai Zhizhi arrogantly.

"Cut! You have chicken legs too! I will also have this white bone!"

This unloading of bones, Bai Zhizhi has practiced hard since he got off the sword mountain. When he squeezed his fist, there were a few crisp sounds, and the iron pier had become a caterpillar that could only wriggle...

It's not that Bai Zhizhi is cruel, this Tie Dundun, half corpse, half puppet, has long since lost the pain of being a human being, and she needs to rest for a while now.

The gravitational force of this life-and-death fight is extremely strong, and for some reason, it is able to arouse the new mysterious aura in her body.

At this moment, Bai Zhizhi's cultivation base is soaring silently, she needs some time to stabilize the true energy that is scurrying in her meridians.

As for the group of people who are getting worse and worse... what does it have to do with her?Life and death, life and death, Bai Zhizhi has no interest in using her life to fulfill other people's sorrows and joys...

After she got rid of these guys, she still had to go to the city to have a look. These people were obviously pushed by some forces, and it was obvious that the people behind them were not low-handed.But Bai Zhizhi is not afraid, no matter how long his hand is, doesn't he still have to abide by the rules of life and death?Let's wait and see.

Her goal is the heart of time, after all... In this broken world, the Chosen One is not so easy to be...

Time passed quickly, and when the protective cover on Bai Zhizhi's platform fell for the sixth time, Bai Zhizhi's cultivation had already reached the third level of Qi training.

The scolding by the animal-skin woman continued, and people went out frequently, presumably they were cornered.

There was an episode in the middle, a woman who was pregnant with Liujia came up on the top of the ring, and she has been crying and scolding Bai Zhizhi for being cruel for the past few days, telling her misfortune in her life, and condemning Bai Zhizhi for making the rest of her life miserable.

Bai Zhizhi: "..." So what?

"Tan'er—no—" A shrill cry of extreme pain came from under his feet, Bai Zhizhi followed the red eyes of the animal skin woman, and saw a naked man tied with a thorny rope on the top of the ring. children.

The child was about seven or eight years old, his face looked soft and tender, and he was probably raised well, but at this time the child's lips were dry and chapped, and the blood was still dripping from his body, making him look extremely miserable.

"Aunt, save me—you go and kill the person they want, save Tan'er—"

(End of this chapter)