Buzz!

At this moment, outside of the king's awakening.

Suddenly, Bai Wuchang and Xie Bi'an, Hei Wuchang and Fan Wushe suddenly shrank, and they took a breath.

It's the origin!

The pollution disappeared!

"That boy has really reached the deepest part!" There was a rare look of joy on Fan Wushe's fierce and evil face.

Xie Bi'an also couldn't help but clench his fists and his whole body was shaking.

The situation in Fengdu is no longer ordinary, otherwise he would not have let Li Su, a genius who obviously has the inheritance of the underworld and has extraordinary talent, go to the core of the origin.

In fact, there is nothing left.

If this continues, Fengdu may not be able to hold on for several months.

Let Li Su go on, he was more forced to make a choice, and he actually had no idea.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually arrived.

Moreover, the speed is much faster than he imagined. The price is only about half a day, right?

This is quite amazing. You should know that the fastest in Fengdu history took almost a whole day. You should know that that person has an extraordinary identity. He is the peerless genius who has only obtained one in Fengdu for millions of years. He is a disciple of the Emperor of Fengdu. If it weren't for the great destruction of ancient times, he should have been the candidate for the second Lord of Fengdu.

"Should you wait!"

After a moment of joy, Xie Bi'an's face became heavier. He took a deep breath and looked at Fan Wushe.

The other party nodded and took out an old and old book from his arms. The skin had turned yellow and the paper inside had cracked. After an extremely long time, it was eroded by a material called time.

Even so, it is still extraordinary, carrying amazing power on it, with endless particles flowing in it, and a great road can be vaguely seen running through it.

This is a treasure, an innate treasure!

That is a book of humans, or a book of life and death in the dark!

The two of them remained motionless, quietly looking at the life and death book in Fan Wushe's hand and waiting.

The other party’s household registration card is transformed from a page of the Life and Death Book. Once life and death, the soul will be brought back by the Life and Death Book.

The treasure used for resurrection was ready. Although she had no choice but to force her, Xie Bi'an didn't think about letting her die.

He prepared early and assigned tasks through his own position.

Cleaning up the abnormal origin will result in a handful of loess.

This loess is not an ordinary thing, and can also be called the flesh-fetal divine mud.

This thing is used by the ancient saint Nuwa when he created humans, and the remaining part is left.

Thinking of this, Xie Bi'an couldn't help but sigh and felt guilty.

After all, although he has permission, he cannot do anything arbitrarily. Giving this is the maximum permission, and he may be punished after that. After all, he participated and violated the established rules, which is not allowed.

But there is really no way. The pollution in the origin is a close saint, which is too strong. Not to mention winning, just escaping, hope is extremely slim. That level has exceeded the scope that common sense can understand, and in fact it is equivalent to death.

Even if Lao Xie faces punishment, this task can actually be said to be of no benefit to Li Su. It is equivalent to going to die directly, and the body can be restored and the soul can be replenished, but the negative text cannot be done. Before it is fully mature, once the body is killed, the negative text will inevitably destroy itself.

She couldn't help but grit her teeth, and Xie Bi'an's eyes were filled with anger.

If there weren't traitors among the people in Fengdu, why would he have this?

Although he couldn't do it directly due to the rules, he didn't have to do it anymore. Let's ride a donkey and read the songbook, so let's take a look.

Not only Xie Bi'an, but Fan Wushe is also very frightened. As an old man in the underworld, he actually cheated the descendants of the underworld, which is equivalent to the seniors who harmed the younger generation.

The more I think about it, the more angry I get.

After all, he is a close holy, an ancestor of the Dead Soul Clan. Just in realm, vision, and experience, it can be said that he is at the absolute crushing level, standing at the top of the ranks of practitioners, a supreme and sacred existence. It is like standing at the end of a peak, looking down at the vast crowd below from top to bottom.

Even they have no chance of winning even if they have a slight chance of winning.

The gap is too desperate. Twenty Fire is just an adjective and does not exist in real life. This is used to describe how unattainable the Near Saint is.

The distance between the two sides will make people extremely desperate. Under that all-round suppression, the mind will be unable to bear it and will completely collapse.

It is the most noble and holy Holy Spirit.

*******

At this moment, deep in the origin.

The sacred in Hei and White Impermanence's heart was roaring, and he was furious, and fire broke out in his soul.

He was so arrogant that he was being chased and killed at this moment, blocked at the end of the king's awakening, deep in the three major origins of Fengdu.

The sound of the tumbling sound kept exploding, and the ant in front of him was launching a crazy attack on him.

The two people's bodies are constantly colliding, and each collision presents an amazing scene. The force of impact on each other forms a beautiful and deadly scene.

There were amazing sparks sputtering inside, carrying the supreme scriptures, fighting each other.

On one side is the mystery of Buddhism, three thousand golden sands.

On one side is the dead soul, with a vast decay.

The strongest sacred demonstrates unparalleled skills and the use of power. The way of fighting is as if looking down from the high sky, everything is in his palm.

The ant in front of him is not worth mentioning at all. He has been injured too many times after more than ten minutes of battle.

His brain was beaten out by the holy, splashed all over the ground, his body was penetrated several times, and his intestines fell outside.

His soul was penetrated by him with his true intention of decay, forming a large patch of dead spots on it.

To be honest, let alone the immortals.

Even true immortals should have their body ulcerated and their souls collapsed.

But the other party was not dead. Not only did he not die, but he was also extremely vibrant.

His body was glowing, and his soul was glowing, and there was a constant force pouring out from it, fighting against the power of the skeleton, constantly washing it and cutting it off.

Not only that, he was fighting back, using extremely clumsy and vulgar methods, such as the unbearable beast in the mortal world, the little skill of the Tao, and the slightest ingenuity of skill. From beginning to end, I want to collide with you.

Faced with this simplicity, the skeletons were splattering everywhere, and the bones were clattering.

Hand bones, foot bones.

They were all cracked and were damaged by the opponent's brute force, increasing bit by bit, becoming more and more serious.

He was furious and the words "shamed" seemed to be carved on his head. He was so holy that he was actually beaten by a sage. With such a remote method, he was beaten like this!

Looking at Li Su, who was hitting the bones he was staying on had cracked on a large area, if he thought he could kill people, he would wish he could cut the cheap man in front of him into pieces and tear him into pieces.

Finally, his hand bones broke after a series of collisions.

This completely turned him into a stalemate and he was already in a dilemma and could no longer form a stalemate with Li Su.

Suddenly, several times of banging, the holy Holy Spirit was hammered several times by Li Su, hitting seven or eight palms, and even kicking three or four feet.

As a close saint, his status is so noble and his status is so unattainable.

How could he have ever been treated like this? Smoke could not help but spray out from his deep eyes.

At this moment, he also realized something was wrong.

Although the other party covered it up very cleverly, who is he? He is a close saint creature and a legendary sacred person. How could he not realize that the battle has evolved into such a problem?

His eyes began to swim, landed on the other person's body and soul, began to observe and perceive.

Soon, he felt and discovered the trick.

The ant in front of him actually had the supreme scriptures deep in his flesh and blood, hidden in the deepest place, constantly releasing amazing blood and energy, forming a scene of living creatures, and there were terrible creatures living in it. Under his wound, it violently washed away the power of death and decay on his body.

The same is true for its soul. The highest light blooms inside, and the scriptures fly out in it. They form an extremely huge vortex, with the true meaning of reincarnation flowing, bursting out amazing light, constantly slashing towards its own soul from the inside out, tearing the decay that penetrates into it and tearing it apart.

These are two distinct, but undoubtedly both involve the supremeness of the holy realm.

After reaching this conclusion, the bones still don’t understand why the battle situation developed into what it is now?

This is the foundation of peerlessness and the accumulation of unparalleled talents.

The supreme level of the three major saints pushes the foetus in front of you to an incredible level.

It allows him to have the recovery power far exceeding the surface level of the immortal, and allows him to have almost immortal abilities.

Faced with this result, although the bones were shocked and unbelievable, they also realized it.

As a close saint, he is invincible on the spiritual level on the surface of the celestial immortal.

Then the snail in front of you is the invincible on the surface of reality.

How to say this gap?

In terms of skills, consciousness, vision, and vicinity, all the holy people are at the limit, completely raising the combat power of the surface of the immortal, and the five-dimensional attributes are at its peak. Unless you are like him, or you are more than him in a great realm, you will not be able to beat him as long as you are an immortal.

And the other party is much simpler. As long as you are still a fairy, you are destined to not be able to kill him.

To draw this conclusion, the sacred among the bones collapsed a little, and the soul was filled with shock. The eyes were as wonderful as a mortal who saw an alien flying saucer.

Because, this is not metaphysical at all.
To be continued...