God Killer

()"how do you feel?"

"Nonsense, it's very poor. Both the physical body and cultivation are very poor. It's as if a tube was inserted from the top of the head, and everything in the body was emptied."

"It's normal. Of course, this kind of physical body and cultivation can't be compared with the fairyland world I created. Speaking of it, the power to destroy a star or even a universe with a wave of your hand is indeed a bit exaggerated. That's not my calculation." The things within are deduced by yourself."

"You are the first one to truly succeed in cultivating immortality in your dream. The power in the fairyland is illusory, and it is impossible for you to bring it into this world."

"But you can bring over the spiritual realm you have experienced in the dream, just like a person reincarnated, but with the mind of an old man who is seven or eighty years old. Who dares to say that the mind is fake? It is useless? Now You just got a new body again."

"Speaking of which, you are indeed like an empty bottle now, but you are a big, big empty bottle. Now all you have to think about is to do everything you can to fill this empty bottle. The more you fill, the better your repair will be. The more your realm recovers. I don't know what you were like before, but now you are destined to be the favored one of heaven, and God can't stop your achievements."

"Hey, if it weren't for the lack of vitality in this world to a certain extent, I wouldn't take this path of cultivation to create a fairyland in my dreams. Only in this way can I minimize the cost of cultivation. You only need one bed per day. Three bottles of liquid mixed with glucose are enough. I can look down on all the immortal cultivators from ancient times to the present for such a low-level cultivator. Hehe..."

"Why did you bring me here? I've drilled so deep into the ground, and it's pitch black around me. I have poor eyesight and can't see clearly." A skinny man looked around in the darkness, and said in a low voice. said.

"Help you put things in the bottle. Ever since the immortality was split, the immortals have all rushed to the immortal world. The sects of cultivating immortals in this world have either declined or disappeared. I can find and hide some useful things. There are very few serious sects, and this is one of them."

"When your bottle is almost filled, you can go to the fairyland. After you swallow the entire fairyland there, break the shackles of the immortals, and come back to the mortal world, you will be the only god in this world." In his fifties, a middle-aged man with a refined appearance and a refined appearance flashed a frenzy in his eyes, and murmured in a low voice.

"The only god? It doesn't sound interesting at all." The skinny man showed a bored expression, obviously he felt that these things were boring from the bottom of his heart, and he had no interest in them at all.

"Don't you want to capture the existence in the fairyland in your dreams into the real world? The blazing gold bug is a revelation I gave you. It was born from nothingness, but it can enter the real world. It can tear apart all worlds. The most powerful existence of order."

The light in the skinny man's eyes suddenly flashed. In the fairyland in his dream, there were too many things he couldn't let go of, his wife and children!

"That's right, are you interested?" The man in his 50s laughed.

"Speaking of which, are you really not interested in those two assistants beside me?"

"What is there that I am interested in? Although they have the same appearance as my wives, they are not the same person at all. Am I living with a skin?"

"Also, you don't even know if you can pull them out of the illusion, right?" The skinny man turned his head to look at the middle-aged man in his 50s.

The middle-aged man still had a confident smile on his face: "Before you walked out of the fairyland in your dream, who would believe my theory? Who would believe in cultivating immortals in an illusion? Don't worry, what I'm sure of will definitely succeed .”

At this time, a gap suddenly opened in the pitch-black world, and a ray of light exploded on the distant stone wall.

A portal suddenly opened in this pitch-black world, and amidst the golden light, five middle-aged men with different appearances walked out of it, each face full of haughty expressions.

One of them had a hooked nose, no eyebrows, a bald head and no hair, staring at the middle-aged man with a pair of falcon-like eyes, and said with a cold snort: "Sanwu, don't let us enshrine ourselves in this immortal sect." I don't know that the whole world outside is looking for you, and you came here at this time, are you here to block us?"

This man named Sanwu is Chang Xiao's attending doctor who Zheng Xian once entered his home but found nothing.

Huang San was just a pseudonym picked up at random. Those who were familiar with Huang San only knew that this guy was called Sanwu. As for what his real name was, I'm afraid even Sanwu himself had forgotten.

As soon as Sanwu saw these five people, he immediately showed a friendly smile on his face, and said with an absolutely warm face against each other's cold buttocks: "Senior Brother Hong, after ten years of separation, you are still the same as before." He has a heroic appearance, he speaks full of vigor, his eyes are as sharp as a knife, he looks cultivated and advanced, he must be in the late stage of stepping into the sea, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense, we don't have time to listen to your messy theories, what are you doing back here? Master is in prison now, and won't see you, so get the hell out." That Senior Brother Hong didn't give Sanwu any face.

Sanwu was not annoyed at all, and still smiled and said: "Senior brothers, I came here to take away the personal belongings I left here ten years ago. I won’t step into Wenxianmen, isn’t this the happy result that everyone wants to see?”

Senior Brother Hong sneered, and the rest of the middle-aged men also smiled, "Your personal property? That pile of dirty and smelly things? It was thrown away ten years ago. If you want to get it back, you can go to the garbage dump Searching here is more suitable than coming here."

The expression on the face of Sanwu Daoist was slightly cold, and then he still smiled and said: "Forget it, if you lose the things outside of you, you will lose it, then the master once gave me a humane pill, if I want to get it back now, I can always Bar?"

Next to Senior Brother Hong, a man with a face like a zombie grinned and said, "Unfortunately, nine years ago, I went wrong in my practice and ate it. Master's old thing is really eccentric. The one given to you The quality is much higher than the one given to me, tsk tsk."

Sanwu's cheeks twitched, then took a deep breath, turned to look at the skinny Chang Chang with a smile and said: "There is no hope here, let's find a way elsewhere!"

"Chang Xiao, why are you going?"

Sanwu who turned his head was stunned, and found that Chang Xiao's frail and thin body was no longer behind him, but walked towards the five people.

Chang Xiao turned his head to look at Sanwu and said, "If I eat the humane pills on them, will I be able to put a lot of things in the empty bottle?"

The expression on Sanwu's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly said: "Chang Xiao, come back quickly, you are not their opponent at all now, if you can't get the Human Dao Dan, I have other ways."

Chang Xiao chuckled, a gloomy and icy edge flashed on his skinny face, "When did you see me back? It's too late!" Chang Xiao pulled out a kitchen knife from behind.

Seeing this kitchen knife, the five middle-aged men with haughty expressions looked at the skinny man who looked like a consumptive ghost holding the kitchen knife, and then looked at the pitiful life force of just over 100 on his body. Qi laughed.

"Sanwu, what have you done in the past ten years?"

"I'm just saying that this kid is mentally abnormal, right? I'm in the world's number one sect, Wen Xianmen, when the immortals were not separated. If you don’t go on a smooth road, you have to take some small path, and you want to cultivate immortality in your dream, if you can cultivate immortality in your dream, wouldn’t those of us who are struggling in reality become a joke?”

"Is this what you call the achievement of cultivating immortals in your dream? Is he going to just blow away with the wind? You have spent ten years of your life doing this?"

"You are simply a disgrace to my questioning the immortal sect. If the master finds out, he will have to come out of the small room and strangle you to death!"

The five middle-aged men in front of the golden gate spoke one sentence after another, with the utmost sarcasm in their words. It is obvious that Sanwu had not been in harmony with these five senior brothers a long time ago.

Sanwu was really in a hurry, and kept calling Changxiao back.

Until Chang Xiao staggered up, and with a kitchen knife beheaded all five immortal cultivators who had reached the b-level stepping sea realm, and Chang Xiao, who was covered in blood, sucked all the vitality from them.

It's just an ordinary kitchen knife, with more than 100 vitality power not as good as ordinary people...

Sanwu was dumbfounded...

Killing a few immortal cultivators is nothing to Chang Xiao. At this time, Chang Xiao looked at his hands in wonder. He had absorbed five immortal cultivators at the level of stepping on the sea, but his vitality only increased. It's only a dozen o'clock, and he is still in a situation worse than ordinary people.

At this time, there was an angry and majestic roar from the Wenxianmen.

The entire underground cave was shaking and trembling violently, and the huge boulders overhead rolled down one after another.

San Wu's complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted: "Go, go, my master is awake..."

……

In about an hour, Zheng Xian and the others were one mile away from the dozens of flames.

At this time, even in the dark night, Zheng Xian can still see clearly. There are hundreds of adobe houses here. To say that they are simple is already a compliment. If you really want to give an evaluation, this is simply a pigsty!

Every house is quite low, looking like a tomb. The silver ghost is about 1.7 meters tall, which is considered a very average figure, but you have to stoop to walk in.

Each house is not only low, but also very narrow, it looks like it was prepared for people from a small country.

However, from the shadows of dozens of torches erected in the village, it can be seen that there is no difference in size between the people here and ordinary people.

The big fat monk asked with a naive smile, "We're going to say hello to them, and then beg for a night's stay. Do you want some fast food? I'm the best at this."

The old man Sweet Potato loved the fat, simple and honest monk very much, he grinned gently, revealing the hole where several teeth were missing, and said: "Don't bother, the nine of you go in from different directions, and slaughter the things inside. This will make room for us to rest."