Chapter 503 (2/2)

”I have to start from my last life. I was a lost immortal. I had to transform into a new body after great changes. My old body and the demons broke out a war at the bottom of the red blood ridge. It was the early stage that broke out on the immortal bone that made me seriously injured and almost fell. If I hadn't acted according to the circumstances, I'm afraid I would not be able to transform into a new body now. ”

”How many years ago was that?” Meng Xuan asked.

”Ninety thousand years ago, it was called the last generation of the dark ninety thousand years.”

The color of thinking appeared in Meng Xuan's eyes. It was 90000 years of darkness. All the gods disappeared. The three civilizations collided with each other. There were too many experts in that war. It was from that time that Bai Di rose. Then he came out with Jiuyou Ding, forced back the demons, and drove away the religion of the western regions.

Was there a real immortal who came to chixueling 90000 years ago and then was killed? So who killed the immortal and broke his body? What does this immortal want to do when he comes to Baidi? Is there any ulterior purpose?

”90000 years of darkness is an era of turmoil, and the gods even have signs of recovery. Some people have succeeded in practicing the Sutra of all things, and some even have the rudiments of the gods. I saw a monk in those years. He was surrounded by divine light, like the great spirit among the gods. He was very terrible. An ax almost cut the void open, and saw a living creature, almost turned into a Thor, and stopped killing with a word. Open your mouth and spit out a sea of thunder, destroying all living beings. ”

Meng Xuan was also yearning for something. Ninety thousand years was not too long for him. He existed a million years ago, but it was only a few decades since he came to the third world. He had not experienced that time.

”If I knew that, I would have come to the third heaven and earth earlier, and I could still experience 90000 years of darkness.” Meng Xuan whispered to himself.

The lost immortal was stunned: ”what do you say?”

Meng Xuan said with a smile, ”it's nothing. Please understand it quickly, and give me the immortal bone in a month.”

”Let's see.” The two then understood the immortal bone together.

This immortal bone feels like gold stone. It's very hard. When the index finger is pinched on it, it makes a clang sound and sparks are splashing, but it's hard to shake the immortal bone. It's too hard. It's harder than anything we've seen. Even if he urged the immortal body, it's hard to shake the root of immortal bone.

If the owner of the immortal bone was still alive, he would have broken his golden body with one finger!

The lost immortal held the immortal bone in both hands, closed his eyes, felt it slightly, then spat out a mouthful of blood, and opened his eyes in horror: ”impossible!”

Meng Xuan is a Leng: ”what circumstance, what did you see?”

The lost immortal said: ”the anger contains endless anger, full of murders, like to destroy everything. As soon as my mind came near, it was almost smashed into powder. ”

Meng Xuan's idea of God also came into it. Sure enough, the killing mechanism contained in it was like the ocean, which almost broke his idea.

The lost immortal was very unwilling, and his mind penetrated into it again, and then coughed up a mouthful of blood again, and even cracks appeared in his eyebrows!

”Lying trough, is it hard to become the immortal bone that has been painstakingly captured, and is it going to be a waste?” The face of the lost immortal is hard to see the extreme. He threw the immortal bone on the ground and almost broke through the secret room