Returning from the Immortal World

Chen Zhizhong listened quietly to Tang Xiu and the people of the Demonic Witch Nation, but his heart gave rise to shocking emotions, because he never dreamed that Master Tang Xiu would come from another world, a place to which all humans aspire, the legendary fairy world.

At the same time.

He was also shocked by the demonic tribe in front of him, who had been imprisoned here more than a hundred thousand years ago, and who, after hundreds of thousands of years, could still live to this day, even more subtle than the mythology, even more incredible.

“Master, what is a witch curse? What is a life and death dreamer?” Chen Zhizhong suppressed that shock at the bottom of his heart, curious to ask.

Tang Xiu explained: "The witch curse is a horrible curse of the witch clan, its name is the Dream Demon of Life and Death. ”

Chen Zhizhong wondered: “Is this a powerful curse? ”

Tang Xiu squeezed his eyes and looked at the demon people in front of him and said slowly: “It's just a legend, the legend that the demon people are familiar with a very magical curse method, which has no effect on others, but has a magical effect on their own people. Once the people of the Witch Nation use this curse against themselves, life expectancy will increase tens of millions of times. 10,000 years is a cycle, and every 10,000 years, the people of the Witch Nation can only be awake for a hundred years, and fall asleep at other times. And that's why they can live longer, longer than the immortals that are usually built into the realm. ”

The foot monster looked gloomy, and the killer seemed to be able to concentrate on the substance, Moran said: “You're right, the legend is true too. I just don't know if you're lucky or if you're unlucky. It just so happens that we're in the awakening phase. Life and Death Dream Demon, this is the curse of my wizard clan. Although it can keep our people alive for a long time, it is also a different kind of death. Hooray, we can only wake up for a hundred years, and every time we wake up, the world will be different, the world will be different, and what we once knew will be different, but the new world will not fully understand, and we will fall asleep, and wait for another hundred years to come. It's a kind of torture, a pain that is hard for ordinary people to feel. If... if I hadn't had to, none of my wizards would have been willing to use the curse of the Dream of Life or Death against me. ”

Tang Xiu looked at these wizards with some pity, and he didn't know what was going on. It is clear to the Foot Monster that this is indeed pain, torture, and even that many of the people of the Witch Nation would rather die than seek a lasting life in this cycle.

The Foot Demon gradually put away the killing intent and looked down at Tang Xiu and said: "Will you help us escape, disciple of the Holy Sect of the Peacock? ”

Tang Xiu shook his head and said, "Honestly, I really want to help you, but I can't do it right now. While your current strength, I'm afraid, is less than one in 10,000 during the peak period, you should also be able to feel that my body and soul have major problems. Now I'm too weak, too weak, even if I want to help you, I'm helpless. I can't do this unless… I can return to the Great Rockin 'Immortal Realm. ”

The Foot Monster nodded silently for a long time and said with a few regrets: "You're right, it's really hard to do with your strength right now. This bloody Witchcraft is so subtle that even some Greater Luo Jinxian, who doesn't know much about Witchcraft, will probably have a hard time breaking it. The tens of millions of Demon Warriors we survived couldn't break this place without trying to escape. ”

Tang Xiu frowned and said, "Are you saying that there were millions of demon warriors imprisoned here? Why is there only one left..."

“Freedom is the nature of my wizard people; killing is the instinct of my wizard people. Without freedom, my people would rather commit suicide. Hahahaha... Tens of millions of Witchcraft elite warriors, the weakest are the Realm of Heavenly Immortals, and there are dozens of Great Golden Immortal ranks. Suicide, the most disgraceful method of death, fell on my people. ”

Tang Xiu asked, "Why are you still alive? ”

The Foot Demon pointed to his chest, Moran said: "The flames in his heart require a bear to burn. The blood of our enemies must be used to wash away our shame. The choice of millions of people, our worst luck, chosen as the flame of vengeance, must survive for a long time, wait… wait for the day of escape, burn with the flame of our hearts all the traitors of the Holy Qing Palace. ”

Tang Xiu shook his head: “Unfortunately, all the people of the Holy Qing Palace were killed more than 100,000 years ago. After all, you will not be able to wash your disgrace with their blood while you breathe your breath. But fortunately, your enemies are dead, and your hearts, imprisoned by hatred, can be freed. ”

The Foot Monster slowly turned around and looked behind hundreds of people who were still breathless and lived to this day. The anger on his face gradually disappeared, replacing it with deep despair. All of a sudden, his smile was worse than crying, and he climbed up to his rough face and laughed, “People, do you hear me? Our enemies are dead, all dead. Didn't we live to see the end of the Holy Qing Palace? Now that our wait has come to fruition, what are we still doing alive? ”

Roaring.

He suddenly lifted his arm, a sharp knife four or five meters long, and suddenly appeared empty-handed. Hundreds of other people of the Witch Nation have sacrificed their own creatures, raising them halfway to the sky.

Outside the law.

Tang Xiu's face changed dramatically, watching the actions of hundreds of demonic wizards, and he immediately drank violently: “Legend has it that demonic wizards know the most about gratitude. Isn't it a great grace that I bring you the news of the destruction of the Holy Qing Palace and give you a chance to be free? If you kill yourselves now, do you want to leave with your debts to others? ”

Hundreds of demonic wizards, all of them stiff. They are witches who love killing and freedom, but they are also people who have very little in mind. Their race, which could never be the leader of one force, could only be the subordinate race of one.

Loyalty!

is the greatest advantage of their race.

Sincerely!

It's a little one of them.

Tang Xiu's words caused them to temporarily cancel the idea of suicide. Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at Tang Xiu, and the Foot Monster was even more silent. “How do you want us to repay you, disciple of the Holy Sect of the Peacock? ”

Tang Xiu was silent for a moment, suddenly pointing to Chen Zhizhong around him, and said in silence: “Rumor has it that your Witch Nation has a secret technique that can make other races, possess the body of the Witch, possess the blood of the Witch, and create the most perfect tool of battle. But you are determined to die, so it would be better to become my disciples. ”

The Foot Demon deeply weighed Chen Zhizhong's eyes and turned around to communicate with the hundreds of demonic wizards behind him before nodding his head and saying: “He was the first one to discover us for over 100,000 years. We are also the relatives of the Witch Nation. Though he is still weak, you have grace with us, and naturally we will repay you. That requires our commitment, but you have to think clearly. To be our legacy, to be our perfect fighting tool, we need to get into this law. But once you get in, you'll never get out again. ”

Tang Xiu turned to Chen Zhizhong and said in a low voice: “Zhizhong, our ancestors have an old saying called:" We want to be rich and dangerous. "What's in front of you now is a Konzhuang Avenue. So, let me ask you, do you dare to go into this magic and accept the inheritance of your wizard ancestors? ”

Chen Zhizhong's face changed slightly. If what Foot Demon says is true, can't he really come out after he goes in? If you're imprisoned here for countless years, can you stand that lonely torment?

That's not true!

Chen Zhizhong suddenly shocked his heart. He realized a situation. That is Master Tang Xiu is a strong man with mastery of formation. He may be able to break the law of formation in front of him.

One time.

Chen Zhizhong is in a difficult situation. If Master Tang Xiu cannot break this law, he will be permanently imprisoned? If he could break it, wouldn't he have a big chance?

What should we do?

With the passage of time, Chen Zhizhong finally made a decision. He decided to trust Master Tang Xiu. Since he was going to fix Xianlu, he had to play between life and death. If you win, you will change your bones, and you will be able to achieve wireless achievement in the future. If you lose, you can only blame yourself for your bad life.

“Master, I will. ”

Chen Zhizhong said with a strong expression and a strong focus.

Tang Xiu nodded satisfied and laughed out loud: “You are a good apprentice to Tang Xiu. With your heart, you will surely achieve a great deal in the future. Get in there! As long as you get the legacy of your wizard predecessors, I will definitely be the Great Rockin 'Immortal in the future, and I will definitely get you out. ”

“Yes!”

Chen Zhizhong promised and walked in arrow toward hundreds of demonic wizards. The transparent energy shield did not block his footsteps, allowing him to easily enter the formation and come to the Foot Monster.

The Monster of the Foot admires the colour of the gods and exclaims: “My wizard family worships the hero, the hard man with the iron bones. You're good, you're a real tough guy. ”

Chen Zhizhong took a deep breath and turned to look at Tang Xiu. Then he turned to hug his fists and said: “Well, thank you all. ”

The Foot Demon looked at Tang Xiu and said in a silent voice: “It is better to die than to sink so much. I hope you do not deceive us. I hope what you say is true. All the people of the Holy Qing Palace have been destroyed. ”

“Your trust is right. ”

Tang Xiu said seriously.

The Foot Monster nodded and suddenly made a sharp whistle in his mouth. Suddenly, hundreds of demons and wizards rose into the sky, tens of meters high, and the orientation between them was constantly changing. Soon, a grind-roaded array appeared.