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

But now Fang Xiu is only in the realm of the Immortal Lord, and he is about to possess the laws of God, which is unprecedented in Kyushu.

At first, he was unable to condense God's Law because his strength was too weak and could not withstand the powerful power of God's Law. But now, with the Law of Time as a foundation, his strength is several times stronger than before, even half the strength. Gods can fight with it. Such powerful strength has the qualifications to condense the laws of God.

Today, he will sacrifice [-] people, steal the power of Taotie, and condense the first God's Law!

These barbaric people are simply the most perfect sacrifice objects. Not to mention that they possess a trace of Taotie's characteristics. Just talking about the strong vitality of these people, adults are equivalent to the level of second-level spiritual masters. Wang Ting The guards are the best among them, and those who have not been sublimated are not allowed to join the army.

One hundred thousand third-level spiritual masters, and even a small number of high-level sublimators among them. Such a huge base is enough to condense the law of God!

During the time when the army was gathering, Fang Xiu had already drifted away and went to the place where Nuwa's descendants were.

He has not forgotten that a descendant of Nuwa is imprisoned in this barbaric royal court.

If what he expected was true, this descendant of Nuwa would most likely be the key to helping him leave the Taotie Kingdom.

In the Taotie Divine Kingdom, if you want to break it and leave the outside world, the only power you can rely on is the Godhead of Nuwa!

The descendants of Nuwa have the power to control Nuwa's godhead.

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The barbaric royal court and the dungeon.

Fang Xiu passed through the layers of defenses and walked straight to the last cell of the dungeon. It was a stone room surrounded by extremely deep darkness and surrounded by endless darkness. In the darkness, there were only a few luminous pearls emitting weak fluorescence.

In the stone chamber, an imperceptible heartbeat was beating slowly.

He walked slowly towards the stone chamber. The sound of his footsteps could be heard clearly in the darkness, but the heartbeat in the stone chamber did not change at all, as if he didn't care about the person coming at all.

Suddenly, Fang Xiu stopped in front of the stone chamber. The huge stone door in front of him, which weighed as much as ten thousand kilograms, was as light as a goose feather to him. He just stretched out a finger and tapped it lightly.

boom!

After a soft sound, the entire stone gate instantly turned into dust all over the ground.

When the stone door was broken, the faint light of the night pearl shone inside, hitting a thin figure.

It was a small person, who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old. His legs were curled up against the corner, his little head was buried between his legs, and only his head of dry silver hair was exposed.

The dirty little feet were hidden under the ragged clothes, but the clothes seemed a bit too short, and the delicate toes were exposed. The arms surrounding the legs were unusually slender, as if there was only a layer of skin covering the slender bones, which would break if touched. .

Fang Xiu stood at the door, the weak light shining on his back, casting a long shadow that enveloped this little man.

The next moment, this little person seemed to notice something, and he raised his head numbly. It was a little girl. Her face was dirty, and there was no flesh on her cheeks. Her face could not be seen clearly, except for her eyes. , like twinkling stars in the night sky, staring at Fang Xiu without blinking.

It's just a pity that there is no light in the eyes, as dim as the stars, and there are only endless holes.

Fang Xiu looked at the descendant of Nuwa in front of him and found that the other person's vitality was seriously overdrawn. The dry silver hair on his head was proof, which was a sign of the decline of life.

At this moment, the little girl stood up slowly and mechanically. It seemed that she had not walked for a long time. She walked like a thin piece of paper and would fall down when the wind blew.

She walked into the darkness, where there was a harsh sound of metal scraping.

Soon, she came out, holding a small iron bucket in her slender palms. The inside was dark red and had a strong smell of blood. It was a blood scab formed by being soaked in blood for a long time.

The little girl struggled to carry the small bucket and came to Fang Xiu. Her short body only reached Fang Xiu's abdomen.

The next moment, the little girl took out a bloody dagger from behind and slashed her wrist expressionlessly.

puff.

Scarlet blood flowed from his wrist, tick, tick, and fell into the small bucket.

Soon, the keg was filled with blood. The little girl placed the keg at Fang Xiu's feet, turned back to the corner, squatted down stiffly, and buried her head between her legs again.

The series of actions was extremely skillful and seemed to have happened countless times.

Fang Xiu stared at the little girl's injured wrist. In just a short moment, the other person's wrist had recovered and was intact as before.

There is a terrifyingly huge vitality in the little girl's body. Even though she is extremely weak now, this vitality is still strong.

With such a strong vitality, are these the descendants of Nuwa?

At this time, the little girl seemed to realize that Fang Xiu was not leaving, so she slowly raised her head and stared at him with her empty eyes.

"Isn't it enough...?" A stumbling voice came from her mouth, as if she hadn't spoken for a long time.

"I...got it." She stood up again and took out the dagger, as if she wanted to repeat her previous actions.

Suddenly, Fang Xiu's voice sounded at this moment, calm but piercing the darkness, reaching the little girl's ears: "Follow me."

The little girl was slightly startled. She stared at Fang Xiu, as if she could really see Fang Xiu's face at this moment. It was a fair face hidden in the darkness, with sharp edges and corners. There was no expression on it, only endless expression. Calm, as calm as dead water.

And the pair of eyes hidden under the shadow curtain are clear and black, without any color, clear and deep.

Under the gaze of these eyes, the little girl's lips moved slightly and her voice was as low as a mosquito: "Yeah."

She slowly walked up to Fang Xiu, and Fang Xiu also turned and left at this moment, his figure gradually being submerged in darkness.

The little girl first glanced at the small bucket full of blood at her feet, then looked at Fang Xiu's back hidden in the darkness, and finally followed him step by step.

The two walked through the dungeon and soon attracted the attention of the guards.

They were shocked, and they all took out their weapons and pointed at Fang Xiu and the little girl: "Come quickly, someone, that witch...ah!"

Before he finished speaking, his head fell from his neck. From the beginning to the end, no one saw clearly how Fang Xiu acted. They just saw that he walked calmly, and wherever he went, his head fell.

As for the little girl, her face was still expressionless and her eyes were empty. It seemed that no matter how many people died, it could not cause waves in her heart. She just stared at Fang Xiu's back and followed slowly.

When she reached the outside world and the sun shone on the little girl's body, her expression finally changed. The dazzling sunlight rushed into her pupils, causing her to subconsciously close her eyes after not seeing light for a long time.

She took two quick steps and hid behind Fang Xiu's back. Only then could she open her eyes and look at the outside world.