Longevity: Start with infinite blue bar

After a period of brutal killing.

There were only a few Qingfeng Sword Sect disciples left standing around.

Anyone who came up to attack was dealt with by the clone who took action. With his strong physical strength and abundant physical strength, he moved his hands very happily.

Ye Zitian felt like his whole body was numb.

Looking at the large number of corpses around him, he felt bad.

These ordinary disciples came here to save him, and now they have lost their lives. He also bears some responsibility!

At this moment, his heart was extremely complicated.

After waiting for a few seconds, the familiar figure slowly came over.

Ye Zitian raised his head and looked at the other person quietly.

This boss from the Dragon Cult is very handsome, even more handsome than his roommate Xiao Ming before he time traveled.

The clothes he wears are also very formal.

Paired with his earthly clothes, he looked like an immortal in heaven.

"Can you tell me why you want to kill me?"

"Is there any irreconcilable conflict between us?"

He really couldn't understand why he and this guy had never met before, why the other party kept trying to kill him, and every time he was so decisive.

In the two and a half years since he traveled back in time, he has been doing his duty as a human being. Very few people have died in his hands. He has spent a lot of time practicing swordsmanship!

I really can't figure out where I offended this person.

Gu Shang looked at him with a pair of big black eyes.

In the end, Ye Zitian still didn't get the answer, and fell into a coma.

After regaining consciousness again, he sat there blankly, with a numb expression on his face and no waves in his heart.

Now he really has no choice at all!

After the death file, he returned to ten minutes before his death.

This timeline is consistent with the timeline in his founding space, which means that these ten minutes are really of no use to him.

As long as he is killed by that boss eight more times, he will die completely.

"The gap is really huge!"

"This guy's power definitely surpasses that of the Grand Master, and it's not a simple surpass, but one that beats the Grand Master by several blocks."

The power disparity between the two sides was too great. No matter what he did, he could not escape the clutches of the other side.

I thought about it again and again.

Suddenly he had a crazy idea.

After each death, he will return to ten minutes ago. If he dies seven times in a row, it will be seventy minutes ago.

Such a long time is enough for him to prepare well elsewhere!

After this idea came into his mind, he took action directly and broke his heart without hesitation.

Just as he expected.

After dying seven times in a row, he successfully returned to seventy minutes ago.

From a certain perspective, he could live for more than an hour. If he didn't want to escape so fiercely, he could still have freedom for a short time.

He stood up and stopped practicing.

Ye Zitian walked out of the training room and walked in a random direction with slow steps.

He must find a solution in more than an hour, otherwise death will still be waiting for him.

Time passes bit by bit.

Half an hour later, Ye Zitian walked to the foot of a big mountain alone.

This is still the sphere of influence of the Qingfeng Sword Sect.

He vaguely remembered that this mountain was rich in a special kind of herbal medicine that was used to refine gold medicine. It had been completely occupied by the Qingfeng Sword Sect. Under normal circumstances, no one would come to this mountain.

"My subordinates pay their respects to the leader!"

"Meet the leader!!"

At the foot of the mountain, two disciples at the master level came forward and saluted him respectfully.

As the head of the Qingfeng Sword Sect, Ye Zitian has a great reputation. After all, his reputation as a genius has spread throughout the world in the past two and a half years.

There was also the bloody storm that he caused when he ascended to the position of leader, and he was extremely domineering.

Many young disciples regard him as their goal and the direction of life.

"I'm just here to take a look, don't worry about me."

After waving his hand, Ye Zitian lowered his head and continued walking towards the mountain.

"Two and a half years since I came to this world, my cultivation has reached the level of a grand master. I have obtained a total of five summons."

On the way, Ye Zitian began to analyze his specific situation.

The first time he summoned him, he had the Sword God.

When he breaks through the acquired realm, his summoned object is God's perspective, and his field of vision can be adjusted in any area within three hundred meters.

After breaking through the innate realm, he got the effort of archiving his death, and by the way, he got a death replay for nothing.

When you break through the master realm...

As soon as his thoughts reached this point, Ye Zitian was stunned for a moment.

After searching through all the information in his mind, he couldn't find what the summoned object he got when he broke through the master realm was.

"Why don't I remember?"

"In my current state, I shouldn't be like this. Could it be that someone is trying to trick me? Who is it? Is it the boss?"

Ye Zitian thought wildly.

It has happened, and no matter how hard you think about the reason, it will be useless.

When he reached the mountainside, he leaned against a thick tree, and a flash of light suddenly flashed in his eyes: "Maybe this incomprehensible obstacle is my hope!"

This is very possible. Why did he forget what this summoned object was?

There is definitely something fishy about this. .

Leaning against the tree trunk, he lowered his head and continued to expand his mind, trying to find the reason and save his life.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Soon, the clones he had seen many times appeared around him. These clones tightly controlled all directions around him and surrounded him thoroughly.

Then, a figure gracefully descended from the sky.

Who else could it be if not the boss?

"What exactly is this summoned object?"

Looking up, Ye Zitian's eyes met Gu Shang's.

Neither of them spoke.

For a moment, they seemed to be very tacit.

Gu Shang changed his fate against the will of heaven, and Ye Zitian continued to die. This time he clearly felt that his consciousness disappeared quickly.

"This is the tenth time!"

The scene changed, and he returned to ten minutes ago. At this time, he was still walking on the narrow path of this mountain.

Some information suddenly popped up in his mind.

With only his last life left, Ye Zitian finally knew what the thing he summoned when he broke through the Grandmaster realm was.

"Random sublimation point!"

This is a very special thing.

After obtaining it, it will automatically disappear from the host's memory, and will only appear when the host encounters a life-or-death crisis, or a desperate situation in life.

After using it, you can force the substance on his body to sublimate once.

Cannot be specified, completely random.

I didn't expect it to depend on luck again.

"At this time, it still depends on luck. What a naughty system."