Going to immortality inexplicably

The old man was very busy in the space. The seven monsters seemed to realize that something was wrong, but they were suppressed too much inside. No matter how high their cultivation level was, they could not exert any combat power and could only be slaughtered.

As more and more black blood is released from their bodies, their bodies become weaker and less able to resist.

When the black blood is drained, they will not die immediately, but will turn into a piece of skin like zombies. Only when the black blood they shed is absorbed by the owner, will they die completely and start a new life.

But now the black blood they shed has not been absorbed by the master, but has been refined, so they don't know whether they will be resurrected in the master's world after they die completely this time.

They are not afraid of such reincarnation at all, but have long been numb.

In the world raised by their master, they spend most of their time sleeping, allowing the black blood in their bodies to grow back as quickly as possible. When the black blood reaches the master's standards, they will die.

So for them, death is not terrible.

They also know that they are only clones, not the main body, and such repeated reincarnations and deaths have no impact on their true bodies.

But their bodies have long since died together with their masters, and only if their masters resurrect their bodies can they hope to be resurrected.

They don't remember how many times they have been reincarnated, let alone how many years they have been dead.

The underground world is always in darkness. There is no sunrise or moonset. They don't know the changes of years. They have no concept of the passage of time.

This is their state of being walking zombies, but the time they have to actually be active is so pitifully small that sometimes they may spend their entire reincarnation in slumber.

Captured into this independent space isolated from the outside world this time, they can no longer sense any connection with the owner, or even the existence of the subject.

They know that if they die here, they may really die, and the clone of the main body will be completely obliterated.

As long as the main body exists, they are not really completely dead. The master must have a way to separate a new clone for their main body.

But are they still them?
They have a feeling that if they can survive the test here and really survive here, they may completely get rid of their involvement with the main body. As long as they never return to the master's world, they will truly become the same as the master. A new life in which the subject breaks all ties.

Therefore, there was no need to discuss at all, and all seven were very cooperative.

If the old man wants to bleed, he can bleed freely.

The old man asked them to take a bath in the spiritual spring, and they jumped in.

Even if their whole bodies were soaked in spiritual spring water and were sizzling and smoking, they still gritted their teeth and endured it.

If you want to get a true new life, you have to endure all kinds of suffering that are a hundred times worse than death.

Even old men admire their endurance.

With the loss of black blood in their bodies and the nourishment of their master's environment, their bodies no longer breed new black blood, so their bodies also shrink rapidly and become as thin as firewood.

But the bond between their hearts and the main body is weakening, which makes them excited.

After more than half of the black blood in their bodies was lost, they all became skinny. Even the old turtle's body shrank greatly. The turtle's shell was several times smaller, and its limbs and head were almost invisible. .

The old man was afraid that they would not survive and would die soon, so he planned to let them drink the spiritual spring water, but for the first time they encountered collective resistance.

It turns out that they are afraid that the black blood in their bodies will not be drained out, and the spiritual spring water they drink will turn into new black blood, so they would rather turn into a piece of skin in the end, and then throw them into the spiritual spring to let their bodies absorb the spiritual spring water automatically. .

The old man saw that Fan Xiaoxiao from the outside was only more than 1000 meters away from the high platform, so he couldn't care so much, so he drained all the black blood from them, and then threw all seven skins into the spiritual spring.

As the black blood of the seven monsters was completely refined by the old man, Fan Xiaoxiao finally felt her body lighten, and the thought that had been controlling her forward suddenly weakened.All kinds of negative emotions have also weakened a lot, and those bulging veins have suddenly lost control, making him feel relaxed.

She felt happy, knowing that the old man's refining work was finally completed. As for what happened to the seven monsters, she had no time to worry about it.

She stopped. Although there was still strength pulling her forward, it was no longer irresistible.Although this resistance was very difficult for her, she finally found control over her body.At this time, she was still more than 1000 meters away from the altar, and she could roughly see the appearance of the altar.The altar is dozens of meters above the ground. It is a large round platform with a radius of more than a kilometer. Seven black stone coffins are suspended more than 100 meters above the high platform. Seven dark stone sculptures are standing or lying on the coffins.

Each coffin is a cube with a length, width and height of about ten meters, and the stone sculptures on it are also about ten meters long. Some of them are so huge that they even exceed the edge of the coffin when they lie on them.

Because I was too far away, I felt that the coffins and stone carvings were not very big.

The deep black color of the coffins and stone carvings can absorb all light, so the darkness there is bottomless, and one look at it will give people the feeling of falling into an abyss.

Because the coffins and stone carvings are full of death, it seems that there is a place of death. As long as you get close, they will immediately turn into a dead thing.

Fan Xiaoxiao felt awe-inspiring. If she got close to the altar, her small body would really look like a little ant.

The entire altar was very dark. If it weren't for her current super vision, she wouldn't be able to see the existence of the coffins and stone carvings at all.

Her heart suddenly tightened, as if she was suddenly grasped by something, and her mind went blank, and she felt confused for a moment.

"break!"

Just when she was about to take a step subconsciously, the old man scolded her, and she immediately woke up.

She was shocked, knowing how dangerous it was just now. How could that thing let go of the delicacy that had already reached her mouth?
"Attention, the coffin is suspended by chains, and there are also chains connected to the altar. As long as you get within 500 meters of the altar, you will be trapped by one of the chains. By then, it may be impossible to escape into the space."

The old man's voice was extremely serious, and Fan Xiaoxiao immediately understood the seriousness of the situation.

"How can I crack it?"

Fan Xiaoxiao broke into a cold sweat again. She was now only more than 1000 meters away from the altar. If she went forward a few hundred meters, she would enter the dangerous range of 500 meters.

No wonder that thought was unwilling to give in and tried every means to pull her within the 500-meter range.

"The black blood of the seven monsters has been completely refined. Their black blood did not enter the altar, which caused the altar to lose an opportunity to replenish fresh blood. However, it should have a lot of storage. To crack it, the only way is to remove the seven coffins. Only by destroying all the stone carvings and depriving the altar of supplies can you have a chance to survive."

Fan Xiaoxiao took a breath of air. The seven coffins and stone carvings were huge. For her to destroy them all by herself was nothing more than a dream.

Previously, he had caught seven monsters with the help of invisibility, but now that he had been locked by that thought, the invisibility technique had lost its meaning and he could not deceive the other party at all.

"Using the black sword, you should be able to cut off those chains. As long as you cut off one, the coffin will be unstable and you will have a chance."

"Didn't you say that as long as I enter the 500-meter range, I will be trapped, and now you want me to die?"

"There is only one way. If you don't want to be trapped and die here, you can only take such risks."

After taking a few deep breaths, Fan Xiaoxiao tried his best to calm down.

She knew that the old man was right. If the situation was not so critical that it could not be solved, he would not let himself risk his life.

Now I know that it is a dead place, but I have to burn everything.