"You have to think about it. ”

The master looked like an immortal wind and a bone out of the dust, and asked indifferently: "Once you take this pill, you will step into that road, and you will never be able to turn back." ”

Master asked him more than once about this sentence, because this is indeed a question that is not too much to be treated carefully, and the choice at this moment will determine Liu Heng's life.

From now on, he can only live for another twenty years, and he is destined to die tragically at the age of thirty-two or thirteen, at the peak of his life!

It really takes too much courage to embark on this road, and even Liu Heng often can't sleep at night during this time, and he is also under great pressure.

But as the time approached, he became more and more calm, concentrating on preparing for the corresponding matters of qi condensation and cultivation exercises. Now hearing the master ask again, Liu Heng gave the most firm response, "The disciple has already figured it out, instead of living a lifetime, it is better to be brilliant for twenty years, and it is enough to die without regrets." ”

Elder Tu had heard similar words dozens of times, from his peers to more than a dozen of his disciples, each of them had such a sonorous and powerful response. These amazing characters all embarked on this road of no return without complaint or regret, and went before him one after another.

At this moment, he was a young but talented young man, who said the same thing in front of him, and he was still so righteous.

Is it really worth it?

Elder Tu was suddenly silent, and his heart fluttered.

The people who know about the sect know about the evil customs of their lineage, and they send their proud disciples back to the west, they all despise Elder Tu's cruelty and ruthlessness, and use their own disciples as a doomed death, how ruthless is it?

But who knows his experience, or his master's experience?

When he was young, he never hated the ruthless master. Because of a senior sister he secretly admired, he watched how Shaohua was white, and died at a young age, and even buried her with his own hands.

That feeling. No one in the world will be able to know anymore.

But when he sent the master to the end, looking at the master who also had an unfinished lifespan, but had withered and aged early, he suddenly understood the master a little. A dignified overlord has been tortured by this thing all his life to look like this, which is purely due to his mental emaciation. It can be seen how much pressure the usually cold-blooded master has in his heart.

He still remembered a senior brother who said before he died, that the living master was more painful than the dead ones.

Later, when he also embarked on the path that his master had taken, and buried one after another of his most beloved disciples with his own hands, he became more and more able to understand the meaning of this sentence. So he became more and more silent, and then "cold-blooded and cruel", more and more like the master he once hated, and did the same thing.

The white-haired man sends the black-haired man, once. Again.

One hope, just to meet the despair of the next time, as if there is no possibility of success at all, that feeling even he is driven crazy as a hegemon. It's just that since the last apprentice of the greatest hope passed away, he has become more and more secluded, looking like he is not approached, because his status in the sect is too high, and no one dares to disturb him if there is no major event. So no one has noticed that he's crazy for years.

Only this time he suddenly "sobered up". made the decision to recruit apprentices again, so Liu Heng was ushered in.

Days, or fate?

Or is it another bad relationship?

Elder Tu murmured in his heart, stroked the wooden box in his sleeve, and stared deeply at Liu Heng, who was standing in front of him, and his eyes suddenly reappeared the scorching heat and light they once had. "This time, what reason is there not to succeed? My martial arts, isn't it like this to bury the heroic ancestors who have opened the way from generation to generation, so that they can stand tall in this world?"

"Swallow it. ”

He coldly threw the wooden box to Liu Heng, "I hope you won't hate me in the future." I won't regret it either. ”

Liu Heng held the dark silver strange wooden box with both hands, opened the lid of the box without hesitation, and carefully looked at the blood-colored pill standing in it.

The pill emitted a dazzling divine light, and the rich blood color was like a fresh blood ball, dripping and crystal rolling, and it was extremely sweet and fragrant. It is obviously a thumb-sized pill, but it gives people the illusion that there is a vast ocean hidden in it, as if there is a vague phantom of a divine beast with the body of a dragon head and turtle setting off monstrous waves in it, making waves, and there is a majestic terrifying coercion that destroys the world and destroys the earth, which makes people palpitate inexplicably.

Dominate the Blood Pill!

Tyrant, also known as the Dump!

The sixth son of the nine sons of the dragon, it is said that he was born with infinite strength, and likes to carry the three mountains and five mountains on his back to the troubled ocean, which shows how terrible his strength is!

In the Dahong Temple, there is also a statue of its high-spirited god, and now what Liu Heng is about to swallow is the master who killed thousands of turtle demons and used their essence blood to refine the True Blood Blood Pill!

For those who practice Blood Refining Gong, the effect is equivalent to that of a perfect medicine, but for others, it is a highly poisonous thing that seals the throat at the mouth.

My fairy grass, his arsenic!

"Disciple, no complaints, no regrets!"

Liu Heng responded firmly, telling the master, and also telling himself, and then grabbed the blood pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

Before the blood pill was entered, it was like a fire boiling oil, boiling hot all the way into the stomach, getting more and more intense. It seems that the domineering will hidden in his own true blood is making waves, and he wants to burn Liu Heng, a mortal who desecrated his divine blood, to ashes!

Flesh and blood, white bones, skin membranes, all internal organs are actually being calcined, the newly grown hair is once again scorched to ashes, the pores of the seven orifices are spewing flames, and the real fire makes the void hot and distorted. The qi and blood in his body couldn't withstand such a fierce heat, and he was incinerated to the point of almost drying up, and his skin and flesh were also shrinking and withering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and were roasted to yellow, just like turning into a terrifying skeleton with only skin and bones left, which made people look creepy!

"How can there be a sense of déjà vu?" Liu Heng was shocked, as if he had had a similar experience.

"Immediate work!"

Elder Tu's expression was unprecedentedly solemn, his own vast qi and blood were surging, and he was fully prepared for first aid at any time.

Without waiting for him to remind Liu Heng, he had immediately sat cross-legged, got rid of all distracting thoughts, his mood was ethereal and clear, and he was completely familiar with the "Blood Refining Skill" running wildly.

The blood pill melted in his mouth, and now it was like a resurrection, turning into a torrent of fire raging wildly in his body. But "Blood Practice" was on the same page, Liu Heng noticed for the first time a strange and unpredictable idea rushed towards the vicious torrent, and Naba's true blood seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and he trembled "all over", and he was ...... at an unprecedented speed Escaped!

"Whose inheritance is this "Blood Refining Skill" that makes the true blood of the divine beast fearful?"

The idea that he had become weird, with the deepening of the exercises and scriptures, seemed to have a strange spiritual intelligence, which made Liu Heng feel like he was out of control. Liu Heng hadn't accelerated much, it had already turned into a fist on its own, and with an invincible and powerful attitude, it "hammered" the true blood of the bully!

Liu Heng had an illusion in his mind, as if he had seen a peerless dragon bully, roaring to resist the huge divine fist that had descended from above the nine heavens!

The sky actually began to float with bloody wind and rain, lightning and thunder, gods and demons phantom roared and roared, as if there were immortals sighing, Tianyin wept for it, and all kinds of indistinguishable visions appeared one after another, as if the scene of the end of the world.

Divine beast, heavenly punishment!

This was Liu Heng's feeling, which made him so deeply shocked that he even forgot to breathe. (To be continued......)