Stay alive!

Elsewhere, I'm afraid no one cares about that.

But here, it seems that even living is a kind of torture.

Ning Xiaochuan watched the young man in white leave, although he knew that he was a god in front of him, but he clearly felt a sense of decadence and despair from the back of the young man in white.

Being able to make the gods so decadent and desperate, this alone made Ning Xiaochuan feel heavy.

After all, he didn't want to die in such a place for no reason, and he didn't want to involve Ning Xin'er and the others in such a place.

Glancing at the stone mountain in front of him, Ning Xiaochuan flew away into the distance.

He wanted to verify what the young man in white had said.

......

Three months later.

On the silent ice field, a bald monk with a compassionate face sits here.

Around this monk, dozens of corpses were scattered in a mess.

But the monk didn't seem to see these corpses, and just sat in the middle of the corpses.

Airplanes!

The blood ring under the figure's feet suddenly glowed blood-red again.

"It's here again, why will it come, don't come......"

Seeing the light of the blood ring under his feet, the monk jumped up in fear and shouted frantically.

But his cry had no effect, and as the light of the blood ring under his feet became more and more obvious, several figures suddenly appeared around the monk again.

Among these figures, more than half of them are bald heads like this monk.

"Second senior brother, junior junior brother...... And little sister, you're all here, haha, you're all here. His gaze swept over these suddenly appearing figures, and the monk's face showed a crazy look.

Without waiting for these figures to stand firm here, the monk rushed forward with a frantic face, blurring the flesh and blood of these figures, and all of them died.

Kill everyone here, this monk is already covered in blood, like a demon king who has come out of hell.

But what was even more terrifying was the madness that emanated from his body, and even his eyes turned blood-red at the moment.

"I have served the Buddha for two thousand years, I have always accumulated virtue and done good, never done evil, why should I be punished like this, all my relatives and friends have now all died in my hands, if this is the road to Buddhahood, then I would rather become a demon. ”

A roaring voice came from the monk's mouth, and his expression was hideous, and he had completely lost his previous compassionate look.

With a constant roar in his mouth, the monk rushed into the distance.

After the figure of this monk disappeared, where he was originally located, Ning Xiaochuan's figure slowly emerged.

In the end, he couldn't bear the Buddha's light, and only three months had passed. ”

Looking at the figure that disappeared in the distance, Ning Xiaochuan sighed.

This Buddha Light Monk is also a newcomer to this space, when Ning Xiaochuan first met him, he, like Ning Xiaochuan before, didn't know anything at all.

Relying on his own will, the Buddha Light was easily separated from the Blood Ring World. However, for the rules of survival that Ning Xiaochuan then told him about this space, Foguang was not dismissive at all.

In other words, the Buddha's light, who is dedicated to the Buddha, does not want to believe in the existence of such an evil space at all.

So, he chose to fight against the rules here.

In the first month, Foguang's friends were brought to him by the power of the blood ring, and all of his friends had been controlled by the blood ring, and after they appeared, they began to fight each other, and finally all died in front of Foguang.

In the second month, Foguang's master and some of his brothers were brought here by the power of the blood ring, and then killed each other in front of Foguang.

In the third month, that is, now, the remaining relatives and friends of Buddha Guang finally appeared here. These people also became the last straw that crushed the Buddha's light.

In the end, Buddha Guang, like most of the people who fell here, became a crazy sub-god, a madman who only knew how to kill.

Although the friendship between Ning Xiaochuan and Foguang is not deep, seeing Foguang come to this point, he is quite uncomfortable in his heart.

It is the Buddha's light that has become like this now, and it may be Ning Xiaochuan in the future.

Ning Xiaochuan didn't dare to imagine what kind of reaction he would make if Ning Xin'er and the others all died in front of him one day.

"Maybe when the time comes, I will be like the Buddha's light crazy. ”

Ning Xiaochuan took a deep breath, and the sadness and gloomy look on his face were swept away, replaced by a sense of perseverance and unyielding.

"Since this place was also created by someone, it means that as long as my strength is strong enough, sooner or later I will be able to break through this space. ”

With his hands clasped together, Ning Xiaochuan strode into the distance.

Stay alive and improve your strength.

After knowing the cruelty here, Ning Xiaochuan had only one thought left in his heart.

In his first year in the Land of Nine Seclusions, Ning Xiaochuan found a way to improve the Ten Thousand Divine Personality in his body. The Ten Thousand Laws Godhead in his body, after using a certain special method, can even directly absorb the laws in other people's Godhead.

After figuring out this, after Ning Xiaochuan hunted the other secondary gods, he would immediately completely absorb the virtual godhead in his body.

Relying on this method, Ning Xiaochuan had more and more laws of Ten Thousand Laws Divine Personality Content.

At this moment, Ning Xiaochuan even had a feeling that the godhead in his body was simply a reservoir, and those different laws were the water in the pool.

After the pool was filled with water, what would happen to this godhead, Ning Xiaochuan himself could not predict.

In the third year of the Nine Secluded Land, Ning Xiaochuan got acquainted with a sub-god who was also an enemy and a friend, named Situ Lang, and the two fought countless times, but neither of them could help anyone.

In the fifth year of the Nine Secluded Land, Ning Xiaochuan's cultivation had problems, and at this time, he discovered that although his virtual godhead absorbed more and more laws, his own realm was still difficult to improve.

In other words, Ning Xiaochuan's realm has always stayed at the first level of the sub-god realm.

In the twelfth year of the Nine Shadows, Ning Xiaochuan created a cultivation method of inscribed the law on the white bone beads, and in this way, his realm finally began to improve.

The white bone bead was indestructible, and no force could leave a mark on it.

However, Ning Xiaochuan borrowed the power of the laws in the virtual godhead, relying on the water grinding work worn by the water drop stone, and it took more than three years to finally engrave the law of the World Destroying Sword Technique onto the white bone beads.

At this point, Ning Xiaochuan's cultivation was finally promoted to the second level of the second god.

Subsequently, it took another year for Ning Xiaochuan to depict the law of the Evil Demon Dao of the World Destroying on the white bone beads, and Ning Xiaochuan's cultivation was immediately upgraded to the third level of the sub-god.

As long as other sub-gods comprehend the law, they will be able to ascend to the realm.

But when it came to Ning Xiaochuan, it was not like this at all. After comprehending the law, Ning Xiaochuan still had to spend time inscribed it on the white bone bead, and then it was possible to improve the realm.

Then it took a few more years, and Ning Xiaochuan's realm was raised from the sub-god triple all the way to the sub-god sevenfold.

At this moment, his strength in the law has surpassed the strength of the physical body.

In the thirty-first year of the Nine Secluded Land, in a dim cave, Ning Xiaochuan, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.

"My realm has been raised to the ninth level of the sub-god, and the laws I comprehended before have now all been integrated into the white bone beads, and then, as long as I integrate the way of receiving the gods into the white bone beads, I am afraid that I will be able to condense the true godhead. ”

kept thinking in his heart, but Ning Xiaochuan's expression was extremely cold, and he hardly had any expression.

In the Land of Nine Secludes for more than thirty years, Ning Xiaochuan has killed three hundred and seventy people one after another, these people have sub-gods, and there are also existences that are much weaker than the sub-god realm.

At the beginning, Ning Xiaochuan was only killing those who had gone crazy. But later, as long as it was someone who was touched by Ning Xiaochuan, Ning Xiaochuan would directly kill him.

Killing people in such a place is a relief for the people who are being treated.

Of course, when he was killing, Ning Xiaochuan had also been hunted by others several times, if he hadn't been alert enough, I'm afraid he would have died in the hands of others at this moment.

In such an environment, Ning Xiaochuan's thinking has long been extremely mature, and he has made many times more decisive than before, and the joy and anger in his heart will not be shown at all.

"I don't know if anything will happen to my Godhead when I become a god. Ning Xiaochuan said secretly in his heart, and stood up directly at the same time.

Ning Xiaochuan still doesn't know much about this weird godhead in his body.

Except for finding out the name of this godhead from Long Huang's memory, which seems to be called the Wanfa Godhead, the other information about this godhead is all these that Ning Xiaochuan explored in the Nine Secluded Land.

Ning Xiaochuan had already absorbed at least a thousand different laws in the godhead at this moment, but these laws together were still not enough for this godhead to start evolving.

Ning Xiaochuan was also very helpless in this regard.

If it weren't for the fact that he had already vaguely sensed that as long as he continued to pay attention to the laws in the godhead, this godhead would definitely change, I am afraid that at this moment, Ning Xiaochuan would have given up continuing to infuse the law into the godhead.

"Ning Xiaochuan, come out and fight. Ning Xiaochuan had just stood up when a voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Hearing this voice, the corners of Ning Xiaochuan's mouth flashed a smile.

The person who is speaking at this moment is the only friend Situ Lang he has made in this Nine Secluded Land for more than 30 years.

The figure flashed, and Ning Xiaochuan's figure disappeared into this cave.

A moment later, a roaring sound began to be heard outside the cave.

......

The long river of time and space, this is just an illusory river.

But now, in the long river of time and space, there is a small boat that cannot see the color.

The boat is small and can only accommodate a maximum of two people.

At this moment, in a position on this Xiao Zhou, a hazy figure stood quietly. Although his figure is a little illusory, just standing here carries a kind of ancient, powerful, magnificent, compassionate, and vibrant...... And so on behalf of all the good breath in the world.

This hazy figure looked down at the long river of time and space under his feet, as if he was scanning the small fish swimming in the river.

Suddenly, the sight of this hazy figure condensed in several separate spaces like soap bubbles in the long river of time and space.