I just want to practice

His hair was frosty and white, his body was crooked, his muscles were shriveled and slack, and his whole body exuded a strong smell of corruption. He was extremely old, like a candle in the wind, lingering on his last breath, and could be extinguished at any time.

Facing the gourd baby's ridicule, Jiang Wuye didn't have any spirit to respond, because at this moment, he would spend a lot of energy even to move or say a word.

"Oh, go to sleep, I've been playing all my life, I guess I haven't had a good night's sleep."

Jiang Wuye's lifelessness made Huluwa feel sad like never before.

Walking alone in the sky for countless years, it was hard to meet a guy who liked each other. Although they were usually noisy and disliked each other, Huluwa didn't deny it, and she already had a friend before she knew it.

Now this friend is about to go away and never come back again. An indescribable sense of oppression makes her throat choke, and she can't wait to cry up to the sky.

"In the future...if possible, I will send you back to Mo Jietian."

Leave a word.

Calabash Baby left, not wanting to disturb Jiang Wuye's last quiet time.

She squatted outside the cultivation cave, shook her head at Huang Jiujiu who was waiting, felt the weakening breath of life inside, and sighed long, unprecedentedly silent.

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Shura universe.

Standing in the ancestral temple deep in the endless blood-colored time and space, it is dim and lightless, like an eternal taboo abyss.

In the deepest part of the darkness, three sculptures that suppressed the eternal universe, filled with taboo atmosphere, and supported the origin of the infinite time and space of the Shura universe, sat cross-legged on the top of the Heaven-reaching Demon Pillar.

a moment.

The blood-colored sculpture suddenly opened its eyes, and the light in the eyes traveled through the endless space-time universe, reflecting the scene of Thunder, the pillar god of good fortune, taking action to suppress the Temple of Stars, and sighed faintly: "Boundless, the silence of hundreds of ages, I thought you had calmed down!" Cultivating nature, I didn't expect it to be so strong."

"As one of the few giants in full glory after the beginning, and suppressing the Asura battlefield, and coupled with the fact that the Immortal Court is hidden from the world, He naturally has the confidence to dominate the Sanctuary without fear of anything."

On the left side of the blood-colored sculpture, the sculpture covered in black chains was silent, but the chains on its body crawled undetectably for a moment.

"Although Wuliang is strong, he is not our greatest enemy, so there is no need to worry."

The third sculpture full of annihilation spoke: "The aliens are still alive, the only giant died a few epochs ago, the ancestor king of martial arts is almost extinct, our greatest enemy is still the mysterious Immortal Court.

After all, that is the first heaven conceived in the Immortal Era, the first generation of immortal cultivators, and the real ancestor of the Immortal Era!

After the opening of the sky, the Immortal Court has harvested 80.00% of the resources of the Ancient Heavenly Court. Hundreds of epochs have passed, except when there are descendants walking around when the Heavenly Road is opened, the rest of the time is hidden from the world.

No one knows how terrifying the size of Xianting is today, especially the young emperor of Xianting! "

Speaking of this, the Nirvana sculpture, which was originally devoid of any emotions, had a tone of admiration: "Three ages ago, this son's Tao has reached a point where even we can't see through it, and now we can't even understand it." His Dao Yun couldn't even notice the slightest bit.

Unable to achieve the taboo, but with such a size, this son can already be said to be No.1 under the sky in the true sense!

But, what confuses me the most is.

Even though he became invincible a few epochs ago, he didn't choose to become emperor, let alone ascend to the sky and transcend himself. Instead, he hid behind the scenes, watching the ups and downs of each era without moving. What is he waiting for? "

"Or, what is he planning?" Bloody Sculpture's voice was faint, and he thought of a lot, "He is not detached, which proves that there are things under the sky that attract him and are worth waiting for, or something that makes him Something that can go one step further!"

"You mean..."

There was a hint of surprise in the voice of the silent sculpture: "Is he also betting on that game?"

"Why not, after all, no one can refuse the fruits of victory, right?"

The sculpture wrapped in chains sneered lowly: "The sky is betting, Honghuang is betting, we are betting, and the young emperor in Xianting is also betting, let's see whose wrist is strong enough."

"Hehe, we bet everything, do they dare?!"

……

"Will the bone on Wuxiu's back not move for a while?"

"We've already discovered it, so don't worry. Martial arts are still alive, and we have too many opportunities." The bloody sculpture said lightly, "The only trouble is the last bone. I haven't found anything so far. I guess we can only wait until we get five pieces together. It was only when the sensing ability between the gods and bones increased that they could find them.

The current focus is still on the thing in Da Luo Shenxu, the fourth child... there is not much time left. "

After the words fell, the three sculptures in the ancestral hall fell into dead silence at the same time.

You can see that beside the three sky-reaching magic pillars, there is another magic pillar that seems to be imaginary but not real. The sculpture on it is dead and silent, so illusory that it cannot be detected by the naked eye, and it seems that it may disappear at any time.

"Ancestor God, there is news from the Shura war zone that the martial artist carrying the purgatory bone will soon be killed by the Forbidden Spear. Should we act first and get the bone back before the gods find out?"

At this moment, with a thought, he cautiously probed into the depths of the ancestral hall.

"Oh, interesting."

The bloody sculpture looked at the thoughts rushing through endless time and space, and smiled.

The Pillar of Creation can see that Jiang Wuye's death is not in the Shura battlefield. As existences of the same level, are they blind?

"It seems that during these years of our silence, some guys thought we were getting old and started to be restless. As expected of our Asura race, we don't let go of any chance to improve."

The sculpture covered in chains sighed.

"The god-devil body belongs to them after all, and it fell too fast, which made them a little anxious."

The blood-colored sculpture's eyes were cold: "Unfortunately, in the face of major events, it's better for the clan to be united as one."

After the words fell, the ancestral hall fell into complete silence.

"No, the Ancestral God has mercy, we dare not!"

"It's all those old guys who bewitched us, spare your life, spare your life!"

In the outside world, earth-shaking changes have taken place, and shrill and desperate screams spread throughout the Shura universe.

After the screams subsided.

More than a dozen Shura veterans of the supreme and powerful level, as well as countless dependents under them, completely disappeared from the world, and the pitiful resistance failed to stir up any splashes.

The Shura universe is still bloody, and the time and space dimensions are running without hindrance after a short period of turmoil, as if a group of insignificant clowns have just died.

……

"Damn old Clapper!"

In the eternal divine soil, in the starry sky of the secret realm of the mansion, Jiang Wuye's body was silent and withering continuously, his deep consciousness screamed in pain, wishing to crush that old evil to ashes a hundred times.

This time, it was the biggest catastrophe he had encountered so far in his martial arts practice. Every moment could be said to be sitting up in a coffin.

Fortunately, the situation is not so bad.

The Forbidden Spear is indeed powerful, and it has eroded 90.00% of his energy and spirit, and it has also locked his life source and star palace!

The power of the body can't be used, and all the magical powers of Taoism have become rootless duckweed. If it is another martial arts practitioner in the same realm, there will be no second result except death.

But Jiang Wuye still has a glimmer of life—a flawless body!

Since it cannot be broken by external force, then self-evolution is immune!

just.

Although it is very simple to plan, it is just a process of evolving immunity, but it will take a lot of time and effort to actually implement it.

Because, although the Forbidden Spear is only useful to beings below the Juggernaut, its power essence is frighteningly high, and it is not comparable to the miscellaneous fish with the overlord body of gods and demons.

Its creator is Luohou, the supreme demon god who was as famous as the Taishang in the era of Kaitian, and his essence was created with the killing power of heaven and earth. The killing in the world is indestructible, and the forbidden spear is not broken!

Jiang Wuye could clearly feel that the big net formed by the killing force in the surrounding world was pulled by the Forbidden Spear, and was firmly tied to him. If he is not killed, there will be no end.

And this is the biggest problem he has to face.

If he can shield the killing power of the outside world for a short time, even for a minute, his impeccable body can quickly evolve a new spirit that is immune to the forbidden spear.

It's a pity, how vast and terrifying is the killing power between the heavens and the world?

The normal situation for the Forbidden Spear to kill creatures is to boil frogs in warm water, but once an external force breaks it, it will be overturned in a sea of ​​flames.

In other words, in order to break the forbidden spear with external force, someone needs to resist all the killing power from the heavens and worlds for a short time!

This is no longer something that creatures under the sky can do, at least in his cognition.

And self-evolution immune...

This is destined to be a hard work, maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, or maybe... one day he can't bear it completely, and disappears.

"Failed again..."

In the depths of his spiritual will, Jiang Wuye sighed helplessly as he looked at the three light spots in his body that had just shattered after the evolution was completed.

That's his spirit.

One cell, one soul, one energy.

In fact, evolution has already begun since the entry of the Forbidden Spear into the body.

However, up to now, although the newly evolved spirit can obviously feel that the holding time is getting longer, it is very small.

Moreover, what Jiang Wuye needs is immunity, not short-term resistance and then collapse. If the power of the Forbidden Spear is not completely eliminated, all efforts will be useless.

"continue."

Not dejected, Jiang Wuye cautiously drew a trace of the source of life from the blockade of the Forbidden Spear to evolve his spirit.

"Grass!"

But even if it was just a little bit, it still multiplied the killing power from the outside world, and continued to torture his physical consciousness, making him miserable.

"I can only feign death and silence first, otherwise, before the evolution is complete, I will have to exhaust my origin first and be tortured to death by life and death."

Thoughts turn.

Jiang Wuye made a decision, and began to actively cut off the connection between the source of life and the spirit, and use all available sources to evolve a new spirit.

"Boy Jiang!"

It was the moment when Jiang Wuye cut off the supply of the source of life.

The gourd baby felt that there was no more vitality in the cultivation cave, and she felt sad from her heart, and she was about to rush in subconsciously.

"Ugh……"

Huang Jiujiu also sighed, feeling sad for Jiang Wuye's brilliant but short life, and left in silence, unable to bear to look any further.

"I'm fine, don't come in."

The moment before the gourd baby was about to enter the cave, Jiang Wuye's exhausted voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"You, you are not dead, do you have a solution, how is this possible?!"

Calabash Baby was taken aback, thinking that Jiang Wuye was returning to the past.

"There is a way, but it takes time, and you can't be disturbed too much."

"Immortal is stern, boy, don't make me happy, that is the forbidden spear..."

"Trouble you, if I don't come out in 100 years, if possible...I want to go to Mo Jietian to see."

Jiang Wuye didn't have much energy to explain, and fell into silence after leaving a word.

100 years is the time he infers in the worst case, and it is also the last time for him.

If he hasn't been immune to the Forbidden Spear for 100 years, then his source of life will be completely exhausted, and he really can only wait to die.

This is a death kalpa, and it is also good fortune.

If he can't bear it, the smoke disappears, and if he resists, his evolution ability of the flawless body will also undergo a qualitative change, which will be of great benefit to his future cultivation path!

"It's good to have hope, it's good to have hope."

The gourd baby wept with joy, and said solemnly like never before: "Don't worry, 1 years is just a matter of taking a nap for the gourd master, and for a mere 100 years, the gourd master will keep it for you.

However, you have to pay me for my mental loss and youth loss, let me do the math..."

"..."

Jiang Wuye chose to block it.

"By the way, there is also that woman."

After shielding the gourd baby, Jiang Wuye remembered the matter of promising Ye Anchen to go to Daluo Shenxu.

Although he didn't want to break his promise, after all he owed Ye Anchen too much, but the situation forced him to break the contract.

With a trace of power to wake up the battle token, he contacted Ye Anchen with guilt: "Something happened, I can't make the appointment in a month, sorry."

Ye Anchen: "What's wrong baby, is it serious?"

God damn baby!