Weird and hard to kill?Sorry, I'm the real immortal

The last is barren, desolate and dead.

The description of Kunlun Maggot is relatively abstract, but Fang Xiu has a general feeling that the word Huang probably has something to do with death and nothingness.

In terms of nothingness, he has become hollow, and death is a common occurrence. Generally speaking, the character Huang seems to be very suitable.

Of course, the premise of being suitable depends on what the Nine Dragons Supreme Sutra thinks.

Whether it is suitable for you unilaterally depends on whether others are willing or not.

So Fang Xiu began to try.

He died again and returned to the scene. When the Eight Characters flew away, he called out his wife and grabbed the Emperor of the Earth.

Then do the same thing, let the wife press the word "land" into the body first.

After the characters of the land entered the body, Fang Xiu immediately gathered his mind and concentrated on the characters of the land, trying to establish a connection with it. In order to show his sincerity, he even made himself like a black hole, mixed with countless ghosts and ravings. What is reserved is displayed in front of the ground.

In his opinion, the earth represents turbidity, and naturally the more turbid the better.

But it's a pity, I don't know if the writing is too dirty or something, so I ran away without looking back.

Fang Xiu stared at the distant place, without words.

"My lord, it seems that this character is not suitable for you. In my opinion, the most suitable character for you must be the character of emperor. You are a born emperor."

"Who told you to speak?"

Fang Xiu's calm tone made Kunlun maggots stagnate.

"Old slave deserves to die, old slave...Ah! Ah!!"

After a while, he continued to control his wife and stuffed the emperor character into her body.

In order to retain the Emperor, he directly weaved a dream out of nightmares. In the dream, he wore a yellow robe and everyone shouted long live. However, it was still useless, and the Emperor left without looking back.

Fang Xiu stared at the word Dihuang who was going away, but said nothing.

Kunlun Maggot didn't dare to make a sound, but trembled.

"Kunlun Maggot, why don't you speak?"

"Ah? Old slave...Old slave...Ah!!!"

.......

.......

Rewinding from death again, my wife caught Zhou and Huang this time.

He first stuffed Zhou into his body, and then directly expanded the domain, activated the ability to go back in time, and constantly visualized the long river of time in his mind.

With a two-pronged approach, Zhou Zi finally no longer turned around and ran like the other characters before, but seemed to be attracted. It used to walk directly, but now it turns back three times in one step, walking very slowly.

effective!

Fang Xiu increased his efforts to try to establish contact with Zhou Zi. The weak time fluctuations on his body turned into thin threads and wrapped around Zhou Zi's body, trying to pull it back.

But Zhou Zi seemed to have sensed Fang Xiu's intentions, as if frightened, he began to struggle continuously, and the thin threads snapped one by one.

Naturally, Fang Xiu would not give up, and constantly stimulated his own perception of time, and more thin threads emerged, but the speed he produced was still not as fast as the breaking speed of the universe word.

After a stalemate between the two sides for about 2 minutes, Zhou Zi finally broke free.

So far, Fang Xiu's choice is only left with one wild word.

He did not stop and directly began to try to establish a connection with Huang Zi. The moment Huang Zi entered his body, a sense of death and nothingness spread.

His flesh and blood seemed to start to coagulate, gradually losing its activity.

Fang Xiu didn't care, but kept thinking about his death experiences. Gradually, a strong and extremely strong death aura emerged from his body, which was the terrifying death aura accumulated from countless deaths.

At this time, Fang Xiu hardly looked like a person, but a mountain of blood and a sea of ​​corpses piled up by countless corpses. The most frightening thing was that these corpses were all the same person. There are ways to die.

The dead air continued to infect Huangzi, and Huangzi, who was about to escape, suddenly started to slow down like the previous Zhouzi, turning around every step.

Fang Xiu increased the intensity of the infection, and the dead energy turned into silk threads that entangled Huangzi, and the entangled Huangzi began to struggle continuously, and then... broke free from the shackles.

After trying for a while, in the end, the bamboo basket fetched water in vain, without leaving a word.

(I haven't drank it for a month. I'll drink some today. Hey, it's too difficult for adults. However, life is already depressing, but when you run, there will be wind. Let's encourage each other.)