Chapter 1770 (1/2)
Fu Long Ridge, the edge of a place, extremely barren area.
The breath is secluded, dangerous and haunting. You can see that it is a dangerous place.
In a tree hole, a very embarrassed figure hidden in it, clothes tattered, hair disordered, look flustered, eyes extremely vigilant look around, appear incomparably worried and cautious.
The breath is weak, and the vitality is not light. It can be seen that candle survived through great danger.
So look low, a decadent look.
”Alas -” the man sighed and shook his head in distress. ”I thought of the danger of the holy land, but I couldn't cover up the infinite longing for holy land in my heart.”
”But when I really came to Xianyu, I realized that this cruelty was more than that of my practice in Hongmeng universe. In a short time of 200000 years, I felt that I had gone through a lot of hardships. We've been walking for several times and are still struggling on the edge of life and death. ”
”And this struggle, I don't know how long I can persist.”
”Well, it was all right, but in the end, the inexplicable force suddenly attacked us, which made me very weak and separated from the others. I don't know what happened to Qin Xiao. I don't think it's going to be any better, is it? ”
With that, Jiulong shook his head and laughed at himself: ”I'm hard to protect myself now, and I still have the mind to think about those things.”
Looking back on the experience of 200 thousand years, it's just like a sea of bitterness in Jiulong. It's a great fortune to live to this day. These years, he has really lived an inhuman life, and he has experienced more pain than he has experienced in nearly a cosmic era in Hongmeng universe.
”I've been tortured for so many years and chased for so long. I'm afraid I can't even cope with the ordinary four step situation. ”
”Well, it seems that I can't escape this robbery.”
”I yearn for the holy land, but not everyone can survive. Everything depends on strength. If you don't go to heaven or enter the holy land, it's impossible to say that you will die at all. ”
”Holy land, after all, is a dream.”
This is a decadent, a helpless, a despair.
Jiulong's talent potential is not so top-notch. He was just a two-step universe.
With his strength, he was unable to move in the holy land. If it wasn't for Qin Xiao and them, he would not have much confidence to enter the holy land.
But God made people, unexpectedly and all of the separation, and also made a great loss of vitality, strength greatly reduced.
Now being hunted down, Shanghe Jiulong feels as weak as an ant.
”Here they are --”
Jiulong's face suddenly moved, and his eyes were fixed on the outside. From several directions, there was a quiet breath.
Soon, I saw a dozen or so people dressed in black rushed to this side and killed them. They were ferocious and powerful.
These ten men in black are all four steps dominating the situation, but their strength seems to be extremely strong. If these people join hands, I'm afraid that is the general one-step universe, it can be easily killed.
Soon, the ten men in black quickly surrounded the tree.
And followed by a more powerful breath of the black man did not hurry not slow to come over, from the breath, this is a step in the universe.
Obviously, it's the leader of the team.
”It's over
The Lord of Kowloon's face completely sank down, completely despairing. He knew that his death was coming, and there was no way to escape this time.
In the face of such an enemy, he has no resistance at all.
”If they take it back, life is worse than death. I don't want to be a slave any more. I'd rather die that humble life. ”
”Even if I am dead, I can still refine my body. Once my dignity has been trampled on, I have no face to live on. ”
”It is better to die than to live.”
”Brothers, Kowloon is incompetent. Let's go first!”
Despair, see through, also absolutely determined.
After making up his mind, Kowloon did not hesitate any more. If there was a surge of strength, it would explode itself.
However, just as he was about to end his own life, a powerful force suddenly surged over, like an invisible giant hand, which directly grasped and imprisoned Jiulong.
The strength that has just risen from Kowloon has been extinguished in an instant. It has been forced down, bringing this force to nothingness.
”Hum, you want to end it in front of me? Do you think there is such an easy thing? If you want to kill you, do you really think you can escape so far? ”
”Kill you, that's too cheap for you. Your life is worthless. There's a little bit of value in keeping you. ””You humble slave, you don't even have a little consciousness, and you want to escape. You'd better despair.”
The man in black step by step in the universe came to this side, full of fun, full of cold.
At this time, Jiulong, like a mole ant in his hand, let him ravage.
”What?”
Jiulong looks startled. His power is confined. He can't even finish himself.
How could this happen?
No, no, no, no -
he is not afraid of death, but he thinks that he will be tortured endlessly, and that is the greatest pain. That kind of pain, has been going on, that is unimaginable.
Even if the life limit of Xianyu is an era, it seems to be very slow.
After all, it was only 200000 years since he came to Xianyu.
In the past 200000 years, he had already wanted to end himself several times. It has been very difficult to persist until now.
It is unthinkable to let him live another era in such pain.
But now, even self-determination can't be done, really want to die?
No, no, no, he doesn't want to die!
He would rather die!