Zhutian Avenue

Hungry?

exhausted?

tired?

He was born and raised, and the natural blessings never felt such a taste, but he was stunned for a while.

Russell looked up at the shining three rounds of big sun, but it was a bit dazzling?

"Want to pull me to the point of short-lived seeding and beat me?"

Russell took a deep breath, the hot air exploded inside him, and the whole body became even hotter.

If others, I am afraid that I can't help but breathe the breath of this dream to replenish the spirit machine, but he won't, because he knows that the first step of the nightmare is to exert influence.

You will never lose more.

But he is also very clear that if he wants to trap himself, the short-lived species will only pay more.

Thirst, sleepiness, heat, pain... The tide-like pain rose from this corpse-like body that was about to decay, impacting his mind and expression.

But his expression was far from ordinary people's imagination, unconsciously, stepped into the sand.

What is the fear of false illusions?

Russell's expression was indifferent, and his heart was even colder, letting the sun shine, changing day and night.

One day, two days, three days...

He didn't expect this to go, just ten days!

In ten days, he still didn't see any change. Day after day, there was no limit to the desert. The quiet seemed to be only the sound of wind, nobody, no beasts, or even bugs.

On this day, Russell finally stopped.

But he didn't see the edge of the sea, nor did he see anything else, but this dying body, even under his powerful expression, could only support it until this time.

"Then let's see if you can consume me or I can consume you."

Russell stood on the yellow sand. The teeth of his upper and lower jaw knocked, but there was no sound, because his body, including his tongue, all fell off when he stopped.

he died.

And so far, he has not swallowed the ubiquitous spirit machine that is ubiquitous above the vast sea, enough for him to support for a longer time.

Even a bite.

Trance.

dark.

confusion.

narrow.

Hot...

It seemed like a moment, as if after a long time.

Russell opened his eyes slowly, entering into the rolling yellow sand and the endless sea of ​​yellow sand.

Burning, pain, hunger and fatigue swept through again...

Everything seems to be back to the beginning.

"Huh~"

Russell chuckled, and the cold killing intention was almost unbearable.

But in an instant, he had suppressed his murderous intention, angry, as before, stepped into the yellow sand.

Above the endless sky, Lan Lingtong looked at this scene and felt a trace of coldness for the first time, feeling a trace of terror.

It has never seen such a nightmare.

It is also difficult to believe that such a brutal punishment will exist in a newly born lower civilization.

Yes, cruel.

At this time, what Na Russell experienced in the civilization of Xuanxing and Daxuan, there was another meaningful name:

Infinitely!

It means,

There is no interruption in the suffering.

Robbing here, one after another without interruption.

There is no interruption in life span.

Rob here...

There are Buddhist sayings, the inexorable person will never die, and the longevity is a great disaster in infernal hell.

This is the most fierce means against ‘eternal life’. If you live long, it will be the most terrible disaster.

"Mr. Monster, you are really ruthless..."

Lan Lingtong muttered to himself.

Deserts, icebergs, purgatory, Jedi... Russell was separated in dreams and experienced something horrible.

And this is not the most terrifying.

If Russell can step out of this endless continuity and reunite from the heavy dreams, the accumulated pain and torture will explode at the same time.

At that time, could the nightmare Hydra family, known for their chaos, stabilize their hearts?

Three-hearted Blue Lingtong thought about it, and his heart could not help raising a trace of awe, only to feel that the ‘Mr. Monster’ was hiding the danger of mountains and rivers under the calm and gentle appearance.

The hands are spicy and cold beyond imagination.

"You have achieved this level, what else can I do?"

Sanxin Lan Lingtong was a little dazed.

Boring is always the biggest torture. Any disorder will destroy this kind of terror, which is totally undesirable.

For a while, Lan Lingtong didn't know what he could do.

Is it just watching?

...

Call~

The trees rushed past the windows on both sides.

Chu Fan skillfully steered the vehicle through the curves, driving at a constant speed on the straight road, and gradually entered the urban area.

"Mr. Ann, do you really not want Pi Gu Dan?"

Yu Guang glanced at the full red sandalwood box in the back row, and Chu Fan was slightly sorry: "Pigudan has been improved, which is much better than before."

An Qi was born in the co-pilot. He closed his eyes and nourished his eyes, and did not open his eyes. He said lightly: "Send you."

Qiong initially replaced the Xuanxing gas field. Although there is still a short distance from the complete replacement, it does not need ‘Pigudan’ to support consumption.

In fact, if the non-Yong species initially replaced the Xuanxing aura, his rapidly transformed body, even with the supply of Pi Gu Dan, would have asked God to dispel blood, just like Mr. Yang Ming he had seen.

"How do you do that?"

Chu Fan shook his head.

He was entrusted to send this Pigudan, of course, he would not fail to know the value of this Pigudan.

It has been half a year since the arrival of dreamers in batches until now, but the seed of true energy seems to be the limit they can carry.

Half a year in reality, more than five years have passed in my dream, but no one can condense his energy.

Not because of lack of true energy, or because there is no way to condense vital energy, but because of physique!

The limitation of physique allowed countless ordinary dreamers to once again distance themselves from many powerful martial artists and military martial artists.

And physical training, not only the kind of Qi can be provided, so, this is the Pugu Dan who once provided the practice of seeing the martial arts, and was suddenly fired.

Especially the latest research and development, which is stronger than the four-level Pigudan that was previously provided to the **** warrior. The value of one is up to three million, and it has no market value.

There are thousands of Pigudan placed here. Where would he dare to receive such a heavy gift?

"Then take it back."

An Qisheng waved his hand, still dreaming.

For more than half a year, the number of dreamers has not increased as sharply as before, and those who have died more than twice are also deprived of their dreamers.

So half a year has passed, and today's dreamers are not necessarily more than half a year ago.

But even so, the carrying of dreams requires him to be careful at all times, Russell, after a long period of torture, the moment may explode.

And once it breaks out, it must be shattered and endless.

Naturally, he would not carelessly, or carelessly.

That Russell's alien door was too powerful, and once handled badly, I was afraid it would usher in more horror.

And for An Qisheng, who already knew Russell's bottom card, he couldn't, he didn't want to, and he didn't want to play anything small and old with the nightmare Hydra family!

An Qisheng didn't speak, and Chu Fan didn't dare to disturb him naturally. He had made great progress in the dream practice for more than half a year, but in front of this Mr. An, he still felt the trembling feeling from the inside out.

‘Mr. Ann is more unfathomable than before... I really don’t know where he is. ’

Driving the car, Chu Fan was still guessing.

He once saw a weapon spectrum in the'First Year of King Power'. This An Qisheng ranked second, and he was a master of energy. Now, how terrible should he be?

"Do you know why they didn't come to see me?"

An Qisheng suddenly spoke.

Chu Fan frowned slightly, and immediately realized that An Qisheng was talking about Wang Zhixuan and Jiang Shili.

"do not know."

Chu Fan shook his head.

"When you know it, you probably know where I am."

Saying that, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes, his eyes fell outside the window, but the airport had arrived: "Okay, here it is."

"Mr. An, you haven't left Tianlian Mountain for more than half a year. Are you going down to the mountain today to see Master Xue?"

Chu Fan asked curiously when he opened the door.

"Yes, not all."

An Qisheng pondered for a moment and answered.

"That is?"

Chu Fan was slightly surprised.

"An Qisheng, your ticket will fly to Treasure Island in half an hour."

After learning that An Qi came to live ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the special bureau member who had already bought the ticket early trot over and handed over the ticket.

"Thank you."

An Qisheng took the ticket, did not answer Chu Fan's question, waved at him slightly, and walked toward the airport.

The member of that special bureau followed him, and somehow, he always felt that Mr. Ann was very different from more than half a year ago.

Especially in the footsteps, there seems to be a heavy starry moon.

After boarding the plane, An Qisheng closed his eyes and nourished himself.

When I came to Treasure Island, the sun was westward, and although it was not dusk, the sky was not so hot.

And while An Qisheng was sitting on the flying sword from Treasure Island.

In Yangming Mountain, behind Xue's Manor, Xue Zheng's fingers in the lake's pavilion, who were fishing with their eyes closed, shuddered slightly, and ran away the fish that was about to be hooked.

"Master Xue, you?"

Su Jie was slightly surprised.

Xue Zheng was already the great master of Daxuan as early as decades ago. One of the three great masters of seeing the gods, he was so fascinating. In these years, the changes in his strength have become more veteran, which can make him unable to hold the fishing rod. Obviously too much Surprised.

"Teacher, are you?"

Jing Xiaolou also noticed Xue Zheng's gaffe, and was shocked.

He has followed Xue Zheng for many years, and it is very rare to see that he has had a mistake, the last time before that door came...

Click~

Xue Zheng put down his fishing rod and looked far into the sky, his eyes glowed with a hint of unclear meaning: "It turns out that the legend is true..."

"What legend?"

Jing Xiaolou and Su Jie looked along his eyes, but they saw nothing, and they were even more curious.

"Laozi Xichuan Hanguguan......."

Xue Zheng's eyes moved, and he slowly said: "Purple Qi came thirty thousand miles east."

n.