Mortal's journey to immortality

Chapter 1213 Acceptance

The giant man stood still with his arms folded and a calm expression on his face. He was neither happy nor sad, and looked at the room that was shaking more and more with clear eyes.

Yes, his cultivation was stuck just one step above the level of the God of Transformation by the laws of heaven and earth here.

What left him helpless was that this was the magic of every abandoned place. If he wanted to break this iron law, he had to cultivate himself first.

His body is a mutated spider, not one of the so-called top ten strange insects or beasts, he just has slightly better talent and has lived long enough.

In fact, he did want to kill Wang Lu. Once this person dies, his natal spiritual beast, the magical purple-grey butterfly soul, will inevitably suffer heavy losses. If he saves it and cultivates it carefully, it may grow into a monster comparable to the top ten wonders in the future. The insect-like existence made an important contribution to Wancaoju's avenge and rise.

The idea is good, but Wang Lu is not an ordinary person.

From his perspective of hundreds of millions of years, it was very difficult for anyone to reach his height in the middle stage of becoming a god. Even in the Dingtian Continent at that time, few people could reach it.

Maybe, the person in the room can compare with him, or maybe, the woman in the floral dress.

This person's attacks were domineering and fierce. If his spider body had not already reached the third level of strength, just that strange golden stick could beat him to ashes, let alone the attack that came immediately. It was amazing that he still had a lingering fear.

That magical power also made him very jealous. He wanted to take action again and send the king back to the west.

The golden stick of the exotic treasure, the transcendent supernatural power, the magical purple-gray butterfly, I can't bear to miss you just like this.

It's a pity that under the limitations of this world, the spider's spatial magical power can only be used three times. I thought that this last time would be a one-hit kill. Unexpectedly, Wang Lu unexpectedly managed to avoid it. Not only that, but also reacted The way he did it gave him a series of critical blows that left him breathless.

In his opinion, this was completely impossible.

Could it be that the nameless blue ice as big as a knuckle gave him such an otherworldly transformation?

The giant man remained silent. The matter had come to this, and he had no choice but to give up.

But he had to admire Peng Yong's vision in selecting people. The young woman in the flower skirt was so powerful, and this person was even more ferocious than usual.

Hehe, never thought that you didn't plot against others, but instead took advantage of the supreme good fortune given to you by the sect and made wedding clothes for others.

Peng Yong, Peng Yong, your original name is Peng Yong, and you found another Peng Yong. I don’t know if it was God’s will or your intention.

The giant man admired Wang Lu's approach very much. This guy seemed to have figured out his thoughts and practiced without any precautions. He was worthy of being a thoughtful and decisive person.

On the contrary, looking at the Dingtian Continent and the surrounding thousands of realms at that time, where could there be a training place with such rich spiritual energy?

In addition, the spiritual energy has been deposited for hundreds of millions of years, which even he has no concrete idea of. At this time, the spiritual energy has the magical power of channeling.

Cultivation here is tantamount to another great creation.

One day of cultivation is worth a year and a half in the outside world.

However, the more you get, the closer the connection with me, Wancaoju, becomes.

No one knows what that blue ice is. It is said that it came from its own house for no reason. Even the owner, the old man, did not dare to come within three feet of it, but it was taken away by you in an extremely evil manner.

Even though it is not my treasure, we have guarded it for you for so long. This treasure alone makes you have a constant connection with this sect.

Not to mention the various gains you will gain from being ranked among the top ten thousand grasses.

Hehe, the more the merrier, the more the merrier.

If someone like you forces you to stay in Wancaoju, how can you be willing to do so?

What you are pursuing is to move forward step by step from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, from various conspiracies and tricks, from countless trials of life and death... This is the path of cultivation you want to pursue.

Unless you wither in the middle, unless you cannot break the shackles of this world, no matter when, that ray of fate will always bring you to Wancaoju's side to help us.

Lord Resident, with your earth-shattering strength, it would be extremely difficult to kill you.

You didn't deserve to die. You died alone in order to leave a spark of fire for Wancaoju to turn defeat into victory.

Now that we have woken up, we have found several destined people for our Wancaoju. I believe that you can rest in peace even under the Nine Springs. Please also ask your spirit in heaven to protect us and kill our enemies with our own hands, and serve thousands of our fellow sects. Seek justice and seek revenge.

Although I know that hatred can make people become desperate and crazy, and can make people go crazy and go astray and miss the path to immortality, but hatred is hatred, even though things and people have changed, even though all the enemies of the past have disappeared, even though their The descendants of their successors have nothing to do with us, but so what? To destroy me, Wancaoju, and to slaughter the disciples of my Wancaoju sect, we must be prepared to be killed by us when the king returns.

Without hatred, where would persistence come from?

Without hatred, where would the forbearance come from?

Without hatred, where can deep love come from?

The giant man is iron-clad and tender.

He is versatile and has a clear sense of love and hate.

He doesn't care about the future, he only cares about the past.

Boy, I hope you treat butterflies well, and I hope you live long enough. If you are not strong enough and are killed by others, I will definitely come back and crush you to ashes.

Even though your cultivation level is low, I still let you go.

Work hard on your cultivation and take good care of yourself.

Time flies by two months and twenty-eight days, and there is only one day left for Wancaoju to escape to Wanjie.

Wang Lu woke up from his practice. He felt a slight sensation and was overjoyed from the sky.

Good guy, I actually took a big step from the middle of the middle stage of the divine transformation to the late stage of the middle stage of the divine transformation, just a thin line away from the late stage of the divine transformation.

He estimated that these two months and twenty-eight days of practice were worth at least seven hundred years of hard work.

If he was given another month, he would definitely be able to enter the late stage of becoming a god.

At the moment, his mana has doubled, and his spiritual consciousness is more condensed.

If he is given another three to five years, hehe, he will find and penetrate the thousand and second hidden apertures, and his strength will be greatly improved.

Ha, he can only imagine that escaping alive is the top priority.

There had been no sound in the room for a long time, and the giant man didn't know when he left.

"brush."

The token popped up and Wang Lu sensed that he could be sent away at any time if he wanted to.

Now it seems that the probability of Peng Yong alive is almost zero.

He actually really wanted to see who defeated him. I don't know if that person was stingy or accepting the great benefits left by Peng Yong. In short, there was no chance.

This is indeed a small regret.

"Pfft."

Caught off guard, Zi Jiu opened the spirit beast bag and shuttled around at the speed of a fleeting light. In a blink of an eye, the five-story palace was filled with purple and gray lights it passed through.

"squeak."

Zi Jiu lay on his shoulder unhappily. Wang Lu smiled but didn't say anything in the end.

The angry little ancestor was carefully put into the new spirit beast bag, a spell was played, and a piece of yellow light exploded on him, and he disappeared in an instant.

"Ugh."

The giant man who was hiding in the void appeared, his eyes full of unwillingness.

At the last moment, after much thought, he originally didn't intend to let Wang Lu leave, but wanted to kill him. Everything was ready, but to his surprise, Butterfly ran out.

Seeing the butterfly searching for him to no avail, he felt weak. Forget it, getting rid of Wang Lu will also hurt you.

He could only sigh, fate is playing tricks on people!

Wuyao mercilessly killed not only Wancaoju Peng Yong's three souls and seven souls, but also the real Peng Yong.

Kill both of them completely, leaving no trace of them alive.

Cut the grass without leaving roots, but it will grow again when the spring breeze blows.

Wang Lu thought wrong about whether to kill or keep Peng Yong.

For the upper realm and cultivation, Wuyao doesn't need anyone at all.

People are unpredictable, and no one can be relied upon. You are the most reliable.

He will never leave a person with whom he is fighting life and death beside him. Even if this person is extremely weak and only has a trace of his soul left, he will not show any so-called kindness for no reason. .

No one can tell the fate clearly. Maybe one day great fortune will come?

In order to prevent this extremely rare event from happening, there is only one word to do without stopping: kill.

Only in this way can everything go well and sit back and relax.

Of all the people who came, except him, no one managed to possess twelve tokens.

When he fused the tokens, in an instant, he was not only recognized by Wancaoju, but at the same time, as he thought, he replaced everything about Peng Yong. Although his cultivation was poor and his strength was weak, he was able to compete with the giant man and that man. Sit on equal footing.

"You're out."

The giant man looked at Wuyao, who had an ordinary appearance and an ordinary figure, walked out of the room and said.

"Yes, I have met senior."

Wuyao is full of respect.

"Ah."

The giant man nodded seriously, accepting this stunning fellow disciple.