Master of Hongjun

But Lu Tian, ​​who was trapped in the blood-red eggshell, felt uncomfortable all over his body at this moment.The whole body was extremely itchy, as if thousands of ants were crawling and biting all over his body.After the itching, there was another pain piercing deep into the soul, as if someone was cutting your brain with a sharp knife and sawing your bone marrow with a saw.

After the itching, after the pain, there was another burst of cold.It's like the weather in Laba, stripped naked and thrown into the North Pole at tens of degrees below zero.Every inch of skin, every piece of bone marrow felt so stiff that it was about to collapse.This is not over yet, just as Lu Tian's frozen teeth were trembling and his consciousness was free, another burst of heat suddenly came.

This kind of heat is exactly the same as the first three, and it feels distinct and clear.Lu Tian could clearly feel that what was flowing in the meridians all over his body was no longer blood, but red hot magma.And the high temperature contained in this magma is enough to melt any Houtian Lingbao.

Each of these four kinds of pain is very acceptable to human beings, and each place deeply hurts Lu Tian's nerves.Even though Killing Heaven was determined, upright and unyielding, he gradually developed a feeling of collapse.

"Do you feel uncomfortable, do you just want to die quickly, and don't have to continue to endure this unbearable torture? Jie Jie..., please beg me, as long as you ask me, the ancestor will give you a happy life, so what's the matter?" !" The strange laughter of Jie Jie, the patriarch of Styx, kept ringing in Lu Tian's ears, the voice was full of infinite temptation and magic power, and every sentence gently touched the already fragile nerves of Lu Tian.

"If you want me to admit defeat, you fart!! I want to die, and I want to die as a bachelor. How can I beg for mercy from you, a dog!" Killing the sky, he took a bite on the ground, staring at his eyes. God's eyes glanced around with hatred.

Killing the sky is looking, looking for the hiding place of the ancestor Minghe.

Strange to say, the eggshell is only about three or four square meters, and it can barely trap two or three people.It stands to reason that it is not easy to hide a person in such a broken place the size of a pudding.But here is the strange thing, Lu Tian has been here for such a long time, and has been tossed by that painful feeling for five or six cycles, but he still hasn't found any trace of Patriarch Styx.

Where is Patriarch Styx hiding?If you can't even find anyone, how can you fight this battle?

Lu Tian ignored that there was a layer of faint black, snot-like liquid attached to the egg wall inside the blood-red eggshell.The color of the liquid is quite dim, and in the dazzling blood-red environment everywhere, even if you try hard to identify it, you may not be able to find it, not to mention that it is even more difficult to detect it in the current situation like Lu Tian.

"Jie Jie... You are still stubborn until now. If you want to pretend to be a hero, the ancestor will let you do it. Even if you want to do it later, you will not have the strength! Haha, seeing how arrogant you are, in the end it is not the same. Old Ancestor has it in his hand!" Old Ancestor Minghe smirked triumphantly, full of complacency and vigor.

From the outside of the eggshell, you can only see the blood clot wriggling from time to time, but you can't see the internal situation clearly.Cao Xiaolong and Da Da, who were in the middle of the blood sea, had no idea what happened inside the blood group.

"Brother, you still don't make a move? Do you really want to see the avatar fall?" Cao Xiaolong was not in a hurry because he had the sound transmission of Killing Heaven's consciousness, but Da Da began to be anxious.

"Be safe and don't be impatient, Killing Heaven is free to arrange it!" Cao Xiaolong lightly restrained Da Da's impatience, his spiritual consciousness locked on the blood group, and he paid attention to every move of the blood group all the time.

Even Cao Xiaolong, the person concerned, was not in a hurry, and Da Da, the outsider, couldn't say anything, so he could only purse his lips slightly, clenched his fists, and stared at the blood clot anxiously.

The pain over and over again washed over Killing's body and mind. In the constant torment, Killing's consciousness finally couldn't hold on, and gradually began to blur and collapse.The corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, his head, which had always been proud and unyielding, slowly drooped, his limbs drooped feebly, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

"Are you going to die? Are you going to... die?" Lu Tian was exhausted physically and mentally, weak, and his eyes were lifeless, muttering in a low voice; "It was in vain for me to practice hard for ten thousand years, but I didn't want to die in the hands of you villain Styx, I'm not reconciled! I'm not...reconciled!!"

After finishing speaking, Lu Tian rolled his eyes, his limbs became stiff, and his head drooped heavily.I don't know whether the last sentence of unwillingness is to Styx or to himself.

After a while, the blood clot could no longer hear the sound of Lutian's heavy panting, let alone the sound of the powerful heartbeat of the blood clot, and except for the wriggling sound of the blood clot, there was no other noise. Fall into an eerie silence.

At this moment, the disgusting object that looked like a drop of black snot moved slightly.

"Spiritual consciousness has been annihilated so quickly? How can such a powerful person be so unbearable? Lutian, I think too highly of you!" The sarcastic voice of Patriarch Minghe sounded again, as if he disliked Lutian. The suffering is not heavy enough, and he has to hit him with two sticks again. "Weren't you all so arrogant and arrogant just now? If you have the ability, you can show your arrogance to the ancestors now!"

Dead silence, also dead silence, no matter how sarcasm Styx made, Killing Heaven remained motionless.In the past, with Lu Tian's haughty heart, he would reply a few words no matter what.The so-called scholar can be killed but not humiliated, his head can be cut off and blood can be shed, and his ambition can't be lost.

But now, Killing Sky couldn't reply, obviously he was completely dead.

"Haha..., I'm finally dead, you're finally dead! Kill the sky, so you have today! After I devour your body and refine your mana, I can increase the power of one hundred yuan out of thin air, and when that day comes Even the ancestors of saints are not afraid. In the sky and on earth, who can do anything to me, maybe the ancestors would like to thank you!"

Complacent, extremely proud, this is the mood of Patriarch Styx right now.

The demonic energy in Xianglutian's body is condensed from murderous, evil, resentful, and hostile. It is useless to others, but it is a very useful tonic for the ancestor Minghe who is a fellow practitioner of killing.Especially the demon essence in Lutian's body is the essence of Lutian's cultivation, and the ancestor Minghe coveted it at the first sight.

As long as he absorbs all of Killing Heaven's demonic energy, refines Killing Heaven's Chaos Sword, and combines with his own essence of turbid energy, then the cultivation base will surely advance by leaps and bounds like a helicopter.Whether he can become the Holy Dao of Killing is still a matter of debate, but at least he has the strength to challenge the saints.

If Styx's abacus is really activated and he successfully absorbs the demon essence that kills the sky, then Styx will become the second Cao Xiaolong. A quasi-saint who fought against the saints.

But, will the truth be as Patriarch Styx wished?

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ps: At the end of the month, I wish the brothers a good mood next month!