My male coach breaks the void

Liu Shuhan experienced this kind of battle for the first time - Zhanfeng Beast slapped the branch in front of him, and let out a deep roar, and its sharp claws and fangs also shone bright blue and creepy in the dark and dark jungle .This kind of monster is not only famous for its speed, but also carries a highly poisonous liquid on its body.Liu Shuhan sacrificed the magic weapon looted from the original Liu family - that nameless dagger that came from a wrong place - and stepped back vigilantly.

With his current strength, if he resisted head-on—no, even if he attacked at the right time, he would still be close to death.

Liu Shuhan always thought that he had lost his instincts, but now his heart is undoubtedly sending the blood of fear to the whole body - if he has a concern, he can no longer die.

What he is fighting now is not the powerful Zhan Feng, but the self who has always been weak and only wants to die.

Liu Shuhan tried his best not to feel the cold mist, nor to think about the scene after he was bitten into pieces of meat. He shook the blade of the dagger in his hand to make himself calm enough to think about the information about Zhan Feng.

——The gap between Zhuji Fanxiu and Nascent Soul Warcraft cannot be bridged by any talent, except for those magic weapons that consume a lot of money on himself, he only brought the talisman paper that Taoyao gave him, which can last up to two years when folded. For an hour, let alone his cultivation is not enough to form a domain to resist the erosion of devil energy.

——He is still, too weak.Even as a human, he was too vulnerable.

Zhan Feng Beast is not a common kind of monster, only a few monster classics have information about it, and after the "War of Immortals and Demons" recorded in the family history, the demon clan has been dying, even if there are people around now A member of the demon clan may not be able to tell why.Liu Shuhan vaguely remembered that the big monster had mentioned it to him, but he couldn't remember exactly what it was.

Weakness in strength and inability to outsmart...

He must, must, wait until Tao Yao comes back.

The blood from his right hand fell drop by drop on the ground, splashing dry leaves.

Dry...leaves?

Liu Shuhan's eyes widened.

Since entering the secret realm, he has always felt "damp and cold", but he did feel the faint splash of dust just now.

"Seriously speaking, in my eyes, you are really too weak. Even if I have almost no aura to call, it is easy to kill you... But you still have to pay attention to everything around you, because the rules of this world ...It is very difficult for the strong to win, but for the weak, sometimes a speck of dust can decide victory or defeat.” The big monster in his memory turned his back, and the bright red color filled his eyes—like The color of blood.

Just a speck of dust—a dry leaf is my biggest trump card.

Liu Shuhan quickly recalled what happened after entering the secret realm, and strange scenes passed before his eyes, like eels covered in slime, cold and uncomfortable.He knew that everything originated from this cold mist, but he didn't go into it after watching the memory just now, he just thought it was an inexplicable test by the master of the secret realm on everyone—no, it should be only on him, he didn't know Its purpose was that his state of mind was truly affected—his young heart was swallowed up by a majestic emotional wave—to the point where he didn’t realize at all that not only did he not come out of the illusion, He was also led into a deeper illusion by the desire to wean the world and seek death buried deep in his heart.

——The Zhan Feng in front of him is probably also the experience that the owner of the secret realm once had. He has entered another memory from one memory, and the degree of sinking has become deeper, even causing the original "memory" to become a "real experience".Even if it is a thing of fantasy, under such a powerful, almost god-like power, if you don't really destroy the monster, then you will definitely die, but instead of becoming "a piece of broken meat", you just stand in the original place The earth, and then the body and spirit are all destroyed and die.

— “Like a little mound with no name, it just collapsed.”

"I swore in secret..." The corners of Liu Shuhan's mouth rose slightly—it was a malicious but not annoying smile, which only made people feel pitiful.

"I swore...to keep him by my side forever..."

"Even if I die, I will take him to hell with me!"

"Although I don't know what your intentions are, but only that big monster, I won't let out a single hair!"

As Zhan Feng approached, Liu Shuhan retracted the dagger.Blood flowed from the gap in the palm of his right hand—even bones had already been exposed.He sprinkled the blood on the rotting branches covering the dark ground, gradually drawing a magic circle.

——A small, art of combining the two realms.

The raised leaf didn't come from his actions or the secret realm itself, so it could only come from outside the secret realm.He just needed such a powerful helper, a helper whose spells could penetrate the walls of the secret realm.

Above the secret realm, there seems to be a god sighing.

King Liu Xiang fled all the way, ignoring the sand fire bird behind him, so he could only kill the small spirit beast on the road to delay its speed.He had almost put all his energy into "walking against the wind", but after only half an hour passed, he was already exhausted.

He even felt like he was suffocating—he couldn't breathe at all.

Everyone has their own duality, and King Liu Xiang is the same, he is not only a concubine of the Liu family, but also a demon cultivator.

If the big monster in red was there, he would be surprised from ear to ear—he is indeed a child, and it is reasonable to act like this, but King Liu Xiang, who is neither human nor demon, is really impressive. Surprised, he was even able to hide from Taoyao whose cultivation base threw him more than three blocks away.

King Liu Xiang is a human-devil hybrid—the most unclean and unforgiving bloodline in the legend.

Even the recorder of this world, who remembers almost every detail of "The World with Swords", cannot tell who this "King Liu Xiang" is. He can say with complete certainty: "In my novel, there is absolutely No such character has ever been described."King Liu Xiang's mixed blood can be described as "no trace". If he hadn't met that big monster, he would only be a night watchman in the eyes of others.He may have worn that old mask all his life—doing nothing for a peaceful life.But he used to run with that guy on the noisy street.

--Laughter and brilliant lights.

Just like in the world he didn’t know, the novelist named Akutagawa once saw the small warship on the square lens, and inexplicably thought of the faintly scented parsley on the steak for three cents. Human beings will always have hallucinatory associations.

After saying the phrase "he is very similar to me", King Liu Xiang suddenly wanted to become a powerful person, so powerful that he could not even imagine it yet.

King Liu Xiang himself didn't know when he knew about the "human-devil mixed blood", but from a certain day when he was a child, he began to practice the skills of the demon race.King Liu Xiang couldn't tell whether he was bullied by his peers and grew a towering tree called "resentment" in his heart, or he really complied with the old saying that his nature would not change.

I don't want to make it clear, this is probably one of the reasons why I became a demon cultivator.He thought so.

Most of the fanxiu have a misunderstanding of the demonic cultivator, always thinking that their exercises will make people go crazy, so the demonic cultivator is dissolute and cruel.But in fact there is nothing wrong with the exercises of the demons. For the demons, their veins are different from those of ordinary practitioners, so there will be no side effects when practicing exercises.It's just that some bad-hearted Fanxiu was eager for success, causing himself to become a monster that was neither human nor demon, but finally pointed the finger at the demons.Facts lost their true colors in the rumors, and over time even formed a consensus among Fanxiu—everyone in the demon clan violated the ethics of heaven and had no morals at all.

Whether a lie told a thousand times will become the truth, or whether there is no excuse for the crime, no one can tell in the end.But in the final analysis, everyone is just trying to survive.

"So what kind of existence am I?" King Liu Xiang asked himself after hearing countless rumors: "Am I a mediocre human being, or a legendary murderer? But I am clearly Liu Xiang. My lord, there are no more names."

However, under a certain crimson sky, he finally became a "devil who kills without batting an eye".

He didn't remember the process, he only knew the blood on his hands and the mess everywhere after he woke up.

And the satisfaction of having power in your hands.

The sky is crimson.

Tao Yao is right, he doesn't have his own magic weapon, he only has someone else's.The words "killing people and seizing treasures" are so common in this world that he doesn't even have the slightest sense of guilt.

Nothing, nothing.

It's just that the poor and happy fool has been buried deep in the ground by him.Buried deep in the rotten soil, let the ants eat him up.

King Liu Xiang didn't believe that he would die here, but the "breath of the gods" often had a devastating blow to the demons. At first, he might not feel it, but as time went on, those mountain fogs that exuded the smell of soil The same spiritual energy will seep into the body of the demon cultivator, and at the slightest, he will lose his cultivation base, and at worst, he will no longer have the opportunity to cultivate the demon.King Liu Xiang could only hold his breath as much as possible, and use the method of exhaling magic energy to ensure the basic survival needs.

He couldn't take it anymore.

"Hey..." Suddenly there was a voice not far ahead, King Liu Xiang raised his head and saw the source of the greatest suffering that he had yet to face in his life.

"Success..." the well-dressed boy who was a head shorter than him said in a satisfied and joyful voice.

"You are in the illusion, another person."

"A guy who looks a lot like me...almost exactly."