Starting from Orion, kill a Martial Saint

Chapter 269 Ten Thousand Years

In the end, that being seemed to want to torture Wei Zheng specially.

a hundred years.

Fortunately, Wei Zheng understood what "it" meant.

But after listening to it, I realized that this is not a good thing.

I have to wait alone for at least a hundred years in this world so desolate that no matter even exists.

In a hundred years, the vast ocean has turned into a mulberry field.

After simply conveying the information, the being seemed to no longer bother to pay attention to Wei Zheng and left alone.

Wei Zheng fell into silence.

One hundred years of loneliness is enough to destroy a person's will.

Without any communication, Wei Zheng would even lose his ability to speak in a dozen years at most.

Perhaps with Wei Zheng's will, he could persist longer, and even a hundred years would be enough for him to survive.

But this is just the beginning, how many hundred years will there be in the future? As long as that existence wants it - a thousand years! a thousand years! Even one hundred thousand and ten thousand years...he can do it!

The endless torture during this period was enough to completely destroy Wei Zheng's will!

How could millions of years of loneliness be understandable to ordinary people?

Do not,

Maybe that's not a bad thing?

Wei Zheng began to try to use his own soul method.

In less than a hundred years, he was able to gain 200,000 experience points through liver experience.

Just a little slower, without killing anyone, or it only takes more than ten years to become a true immortal!

After becoming a true fairy queen, I can definitely break this so-called space.

It doesn't matter even if it can't be broken.

Then just keep practicing.

At that time - I will kill you!

But what disappoints Wei Zheng is that the other party seems to have realized the bug that he can get stuck.

I tried to operate the method, but after practicing for a whole day, there was no experience flowing into the panel.

"Damn, this is really a bit of trouble." Wei Zheng frowned slightly. That existence seemed to be very ghostly. His body still existed in the outside world, but his spirit was already here.

In the state where the soul and body are separated, it is almost impossible for him to let the soul practice.

"Do you want me to give in just like that?"

Wei Zheng didn't know how long he had been in this world - it seemed that he was deliberately trying to torture himself. He had no way to define time.

But a rough estimate is that it has been at least a week.

Still able to bear it.

What can happen later?

-

Kong Er slowly opened his eyes, and the blood vessels in his body almost made a bulging sound as if they were about to burst.

His physical body was already approaching its limit due to the power of the True Immortal.

Perhaps in less than a stick of incense, Kong Er's physical body will completely collapse.

But there was a hint of smile on the corner of Kong Er's mouth.

He looked far away and looked at Wei Zheng, who was already stunned not far away.

"It's time for you to taste this feeling." Kong'er felt a hint of revenge in his heart.

He risked the destruction of his body and used the power of the True Immortal to temporarily seal Wei Zheng's consciousness in his mind.

It's a pity that Wei Zheng's soul is so powerful that it has exceeded his imagination.

In this case, the time you can persist will be reduced, or even become shorter.

But this is enough - half a stick of incense is enough time in my mind to last tens of thousands of years.

"Senior brother - is this really necessary?" Kongshan's voice was filled with a hint of unbearability.

When he was young, he also made mistakes and was punished and thought about it. He spent more than ten years in this illusion.

And when consciousness returns, only a few breaths have passed in the outside world. This kind of torture is almost unbearable.

But it depends on what senior brother means, if Wei Zheng doesn't agree.

Does he want to imprison Wei Zheng for tens of thousands of years?

"What's the point - if he can't stand it, he will naturally be willing to go to the Buddha gate. This is something that everyone is happy with.

Even the Green Sword Sect can't say anything, and the help Buddhism can provide him is much stronger than a dilapidated Green Sword Sect!

However, if he doesn’t agree—”

Kong Er didn't say it out loud, but the meaning was obvious.

Greed arose in his heart, and he began to covet Wei Zheng's cultivation.

This boy's cultivation is far stronger than he imagined. In time, he will definitely become another true immortal.

But the same thing - if I swallowed him and inherited his bones and magical powers, wouldn't I enter the realm of true immortality faster?

He was also very curious, what kind of trump card did Wei Zheng have that allowed him to rise to such a terrifying level of strength in just one year?

He didn't know—but he would soon find out.

Thinking of this, Kong Er couldn't help but tremble with excitement.

If only I could get this kind of power! must be able to! You will definitely be promoted to a true immortal!

You can even end this troubled world by yourself!

And the price of all this is just that a "little guy" needs to be wiped out in ashes.

"Speak the fuck!"

Liang Nanxun was almost so anxious that he cursed.

An idea that he didn't want to believe emerged in his mind.

Could it be that Wei Zheng has been obliterated now?

It's possible - and very likely! After all, those people from Wutong Buddhism have no rules at all! Their purpose is very clear, which is to make the True God of Blood and Fire their offerings. They are a group of god thieves!

How could such a person care about Wei Zheng's life and death and the Qingjian Sect's declaration of war...

But then, Liang Nanxun realized again - he could still feel that Wei Zheng was still alive... This was very fortunate, but the most important thing, and what puzzled him the most, was why the soul link between the two of them was broken. Already?

"It's Buddhism, it must be their fault."

Ancestor Gu Yueyi's voice suddenly reached Liang Nanxun's ears.

Liang Nanxun felt his whole body stiffen.

Yes.

It is indeed impossible for Wei Zheng to die - but what he faces is a trial more terrifying than death.

"perhaps."

"It's impossible." The ancestor sighed. "It must be that way—it's my fault if I do."

Liang Nanxun suddenly lowered his eyes.

He understood that the ancestor was entirely for himself.

True immortals do not need to descend to the earth - their power is too powerful, and almost nothing in the mortal world can carry their power - if they are forced to descend to the earth, they will be like the true gods of blood and fire, their power will spread out and affect a county. OK

With the ancestor's strength, if he really descended to earth, then the entire Qingjian Sect would be destroyed instantly under his pressure.

But this does not mean that there is no way.

The current situation is urgent, and it is impossible for the ancestor not to take action.

Therefore, the best way is to use the human body as a link, force it into the body, and use the physical container to carry this powerful force.

But it is a pity that with the strength of Liang Nanxun, he can only accept a small part of the ancestor's power.

If the ancestor entered a little more, his strength would definitely be exerted stronger, but the body cannot carry this kind of divine power.

Therefore, when the ancestor really makes up his mind to go all out, his life will soon come to an end.

After all, how could a mortal body carry such great power?

"Ancestor..." Liang Nanxun gritted his teeth.

"There is no time to think too much. You can use just a little more strength, and my disciple's body will still be able to hold on!"

(End of this chapter)