Marvel's Cultivator

Moon Moskva Sea

Li Jun was thrown heavily on the moon, and there was a tearing pain all over his body, as if every bone had been knocked off. For a while, the blood flowed backwards, and the blood gushed out of his throat like a spring. Bright red dyed his clothes.

"Hahahaha! Why didn't you kill me? Where is this?" Li Jun laughed madly, seeing the pain on his body as nothing.

He has already been defeated, and there is no room for turning back. Now he doesn't even have the strength to crush an ant. Facing the Nascent Soul cultivator, unless he is at his peak, he can still fight. Just struggling ants.

As an evil cultivator, he knows very well that he is just a doll in the hands of others. Recalling the glory of the past, he can't help but feel a little ironic. At the beginning, some people wanted his life, but in the end he became his soul .

It seems that...it was for revenge at the beginning.

Why did he become what he is today, he is no longer clear, this life seems like a hazy dream, the only thing he really remembers is the days when he was only a mortal.

"Have you laughed enough?" A seemingly familiar voice came into Li Jun's ears, and he felt the sword's edge against his neck, and he knew its sharpness without seeing it.

This voice was somewhat familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it. The only thing he could be sure of was that he had definitely heard this voice before, and maybe he knew the owner of the voice.

Liu Yuan looked at Li Jun who was lying in a mess on the gray moon soil and said: "You have died once."

Died once.

Hearing this, Li Jun lowered his head regardless of the pain, and looked towards the direction of the sound. He finally saw clearly who it was. It seemed that he had lost well.

"Elder Moshan Sect, No. 17 Phoenix Sword Lord Liu Taichu on the sword list, it's you. It seems that my loss is not wronged, it's worth it! Hahahaha!" My own little golden core was actually paid attention to by the master of the fusion period , which is really something to show off.

Thinking about how many forces I was hunted down in the past, the highest level of cultivation was only in the out-of-body stage, and even a monk in the distraction stage had never seen it with my own eyes. It's not worth living in vain.

"I really don't understand you guys, you are so happy to die." Liu Yuan didn't care about the so-called titles and rankings in Li Jun's mouth, these were dispensable to him.

While the mortal world is progressing, the world of cultivating immortals is naturally also advancing with the times. Ever since I appeared in a grand ceremony decades ago, I have somehow become a member of the entertainment circle of the world of cultivating immortals.

Although these are only things played by low-level monks, they can occasionally become the stuff of chatter in the mouths of big bosses.

Of course, those are all cloud stars. Except for the so-called rumors in the circle, most of the stars themselves don’t care about these crap things at all. affect the upper layers.

And the so-called sword list does exist, created and sorted by the Immortal Hall, one of the seven major forces in the world of cultivating immortals, but it is said that the strength of the top five is actually similar, and they are all representatives of various sword schools. Liu Yuan didn't understand it.

"Things that you don't care about are unattainable for us people." Li Jun looked at Liu Yuan mockingly and said.

Those inferior people don’t know how long they will have to struggle to get what these powerful people don’t care about. He hates that expression of indifference. In his opinion, it is equivalent to denying their efforts and belittling their goals. worthless.

"Everyone stands in a different position. In the eyes of the immortals, we are nothing more than fireflies competing with the bright moon." Liu Yuan looked at Li Jun and said, the blade still reached his throat.

"Aren't you going to kill me?" Li Jun looked at the sword in Liu Yuan's hand and asked, he couldn't believe it, he thought Liu Yuan would kill him with a sword, but the other party was here to chat with him.

Liu Yuan said lightly: "Whoever said that I won't kill you, but it's so rare to meet a fellow villager, so I still have to chatter."

Chatting is chatting, he never thought of letting Li Jun go, it is absolutely impossible, no matter from which angle.

"Hometown?"

Li Jun thought he heard it wrong, he didn't remember that he was related to Fenghuang Sword Lord, and his surname was Li, which was not the same.

"You heard me right, you've already died once, right?"

As soon as the voice fell, the whole world fell silent instantly, and Li Jun's heart was suddenly clouded with suspicion. He looked at Liu Yuan fixedly and asked, "Mr. Jian, how did you know?"

Impossible, he and Liu Yuan have never met before, and he only met the Sword Lord through relevant newspapers, how could he know about this, could it be his small world? !

"I just know when you died." Liu Yuan didn't answer his question, but continued to ask. Now there is one thing to confirm, which is the possibility of Tianlei breaking the barrier of time and space.

Why did he bother with this? Is it important when he dies?Is it possible that I will set up a monument for myself and burn something for myself regularly every year.

"Why should I tell you?" Li Jun said, he wanted to know Liu Yuan's purpose.

The rainbow sword in Liu Yuan's hand was pressed against Li Jun's throat, and he said expressionlessly: "I didn't force you, you can choose not to say it."

He thought about all kinds of possibilities, even if Li Jun didn't say it, there was another way, but he didn't like it very much.

The two looked at each other for a long time, Li Jun gave up and said: "Okay, I admit defeat, July 2742, 7, let's go."

Compared to being flogged with inexplicable means, he still wants to die decently, at least leave a whole body or something.

Liu Yuan nodded. It seems that it has something to do with Jielei. July 7rd was indeed the day when he crossed the robbery, and Li Jun never thought about the possibility of Liu Yuan crossing. There is not enough time, how can it be possible to cultivate such a profound cultivation base.

"If there is anything else you want to ask, I can consider answering it." In return for cooperating with the investigation, he didn't mind answering a few questions from Li Jun.

"Don't you hate me?" Li Jun blinked and turned to look at the desolate moon.

As an evil cultivator, he has seen everything. The disgusted and angry expressions on the faces of those cultivators who besieged him, and the expressions of cursing him before they died, have been lingering in his mind.

"Naturally hate, so what's the matter, do you want me to cut you into pieces?" Liu Yuan asked, his tone was flat, and he couldn't hear the so-called hate at all.

"Why?" Li Jun asked puzzled.

"People don't waste time with rubbish, just sweep it away." Liu Yuan said indifferently, but only he knew what was on his mind.

Li Jun understood that the evil deeds he had committed were nothing in the eyes of the powerful.

"So that's the case, how does Lord Jian feel about his life?" He asked the final question.

"Fair." Liu Yuan nodded slightly.

"If there is an afterlife, I might want to be a good monk." Li Jun said with some longing, and then closed his eyes, waiting for the last moment. If there is a choice, who will live that kind of life? ?

"Then in the next life." Liu Yuan said, and then he swiped his sword lightly, turned around, put the sword back into its sheath, and left.

The formation was withdrawn, and Li Jun's body immediately turned into a cloud of fly ash, which dissipated in the wind.