Two hours of life is worse than death.

directly made Jin Jiuxiao, an iron-clad high priest, completely depleted, covered in blood and sweat.

Wait for death.

Again.

Jin Jiuxiao is like a gossamer.

The repair ability of the crystal ball is completely unable to catch up with the destructive ability of the nail bone needle.

The direct consequence of this is that Jin Jiuxiao once again felt that death was so near, and death came again.

In the haze, Jin Jiuxiao vaguely saw a pale ball of light, from far and near.

After a while, it flew to his head and hung in the air.

Pale balls of light, flickering and flickering.

One moment the light flickered, the next the light dimmed.

It gives people a sense of weirdness.

"Boom, Boom—"

An even more treacherous laugh came out from the pale ball of light, "This skin seems to be not bad, it is tall and big, the facial features are still very handsome, and the foundation of cultivation is not bad." ”

Jin Jiuxiao had already been tortured by the nail bone needle, but when he heard this voice, he suddenly felt a thrill and sobered up for seven or eight points.

"You...... Who is it? ”

Because there was a bone needle in his throat, which was torturing him, the voice that came out was extremely rough and hoarse.

It's like the vocal cords have been sawed off by a saw.

"Me? I am the primordial god of Bufeng. ”

The pale ball of light, giving the answer.

Jin Jiuxiao immediately understood that this guy was the old dwarf who fought fiercely with Mo Yan and Ziqian Mo in the White Bone Hall before, and the second elder of the Bu family of the Zhongzhou Empire.

Fifty years in this zone.

For fifty years, he has been feeding on the flesh and blood spiritual power of living people, water tribes, and demon beasts, and has survived.

"You're not dead?"

"Fool, old decay is nothing but the loss of the body. After Xiuwei reached the Yuanwu realm, he was able to split the primordial spirit and soul, and at a critical time, escape from the body. The voice of the pale ball of light was full of disdain, as well as a sense of superiority.

The Middle-earth Empire looks down on the four countries, that's normal.

What's more, Bufeng is still from the second largest family in the Middle-earth Empire, so it is even more dog-eyed.

In his eyes, Jin Jiuxiao is a frog at the bottom of a well, a countryman with little knowledge.

"You want to take me?"

Jin Jiuxiao vaguely understood something, and became more and more vigilant.

He remembered that when Zi Qianmo and Mo Yan first entered the White Bone Hall, there were two evil thoughts in the hall, one white and one black, Zi Qianmo used the blue jade crystal on the Bodhi staff to purify, the black evil thoughts were purified, and the white evil thoughts were lightballs, but they took advantage of the chaos to escape from the main hall and fled away.

Come to think of it, it should be this old dwarf who has left a hand in advance.

Bu Feng noticed the extraordinaryness of Zi Qianmo and Mo Yan early on, and he was afraid that he would suffer a loss, so he fled in advance to prepare for the unexpected.

It turns out that the choice of Bufeng is correct.

Bufeng's body was defeated to death, and there were no bones left.

"Jiji, even if you have a little knowledge, the old decay just likes your body!" The pale ball of light, the light suddenly flourished, and the evil thoughts were full of evil thoughts, and the atmosphere was domineering.

"Nope! You can't! ”

Jin Jiuxiao was very scared.

The pale ball of light, the huge oppressive feeling released by it, made him completely out of breath.

The soul level of the other party is obviously above himself!

He, the number one master of the Nanyue Kingdom, is completely like paper paste in front of the old dwarf Bufeng, and he will break it when he pokes it.