"That kind of terrifying existence, with extremely strong willpower, this kid is definitely doomed." Heilong kept looking at Zhuo Yifan. He was lying on the ground motionless and breathless, and his body gradually became cold, no different from a dead person.
At this moment, Zhuo Yifan was in a space with white holes on all sides. It looked like a horizon, but he knew that his soul was being pulled into the spiritual realm of the Great Asura. What he faced next was a...
A contest of wills.
"The Great Asura Demon Emperor is worthy of being an ancient god. His state of meditation has probably reached a level of selflessness that exceeds a thousand or even ten thousand. Is this spiritual realm so big?"
Looking at the boundless spiritual world, Zhuo Yifan made a guess in his mind and was looking around when suddenly there was a creepy sound coming from behind, which almost made him stumble to the ground.
"My people, but you are calling on my will? I have fulfilled your wish, and you must dedicate everything you have, your soul, flesh and blood, including your heart."
He looked behind him with wide eyes. She was a woman with black hair and a shawl. She had two small red horns on her head. Her face was pale and her eyes were dull. Her armor was in pieces, revealing her jade-like body and proud figure.
Her slim waist and slender legs were exposed from the broken armor.
The woman wore a tattered helmet, revealing her peerless appearance. This was a rare strong temperament, as if one look could kill people. She was the true form of the ten thousand-foot-long demon god, known as the "Ancient God of Fighting."
The female war goddess——Great Asura!
"Senior, you are already dead, you should not interfere with my will." Although Zhuo Yifan was full of respect for this ancient fighting god, he still rebuked him unceremoniously.
The woman's eyes were lifeless, there was no heartbeat, and she was not breathing. It was very scary. She stared at Zhuo Yifan closely, not listening to these words at all: "I have fulfilled your wish, you have to dedicate everything you have, you
Soul, flesh and blood, including your heart..."
"I don't want it!" Zhuo Yifan waved his hands domineeringly, and immediately closed his eyes, thinking that his decisive refusal should have left him in the spiritual realm. But to his disappointment, when he opened his eyes again, he was surrounded by
It’s still this white hole of spiritual world.
Sure enough, it is indeed not easy to leave this spiritual realm. Zhuo Yifan felt funny at his naivety.
He stared at the Goddess of War without taking any action, and the Goddess of War with her eyes also stared at him closely. Every once in a while, she made a creepy sound, just asking him to hand over his blood and meat without any expression.
He didn't even have the intention to fight Zhuo Yifan. This made him stand on end with chills.
The broken armor was filled with black blood stains, which had dried for an unknown amount of time. The armor, which was made of an unknown monster, had lost its aura, was fragmented, and was covered with moss. It had obviously gone through an extremely long period of time.
It’s hard to imagine who he was back then and how powerful he was. He could bully this ancient God of War who dominated the God Realm into this.
They looked at each other and communicated for a long time. The woman kept repeating these ear-splitting words like a repeater, but Zhuo Yifan simply turned a deaf ear and sat down to calm down and collect his breath. He said angrily: "Banzhu"
The time for fragrance has passed quickly. Dirty broken gods and rotten gods, I will not give them to you!"
The female war goddess turned a deaf ear to these scoldings. She hung her hands on both sides like a dead person and continued: "Give me your soul and your heart..."
"This woman... is really stupid." Zhuo Yifan cursed in his heart, why is this woman like a repeater? She keeps nagging?
But he quickly calmed down his anger. In other people's spiritual realm, getting angry is a taboo. It will destroy the state of mind and the enemy will take advantage of it. However, Zhuo Yifan thought about it and smiled bitterly. What he was facing was Taikoo.
Fighting God.
If a riot breaks out, it will only take a blink of an eye to clean yourself up. Do you need to use these little tricks to sneak up on yourself?
In this way, one of the two people stood and the other sat cross-legged, as if they had turned into two wooden sculptures and remained motionless for a long time.
After all, time in the spiritual realm is different. In reality, the time it takes to achieve half a stick of incense will become very long here, maybe a few days, or maybe a few months. It is not impossible for a strong person to reach the point where one thought lasts for a hundred years.
A full half month has passed, and Zhuo Yifan has completely lost his patience with this woman.
Who can stand it when there is always someone murmuring in their ears for more than half a month? Even the profound old monks in the monastery will be shattered. What’s more, the people standing here are not ordinary people.
.but an ancient fighting god!
Every time he thought of this, Zhuo Yifan felt shuddering, unable to guess what this woman wanted to do. To seize her will, it would be better to fight with a real sword!
"Asura's Thorn!" Pure white spiritual light gathered in his hands, and a long needle pierced out.
A sharp explosion sounded, and the long needle drew a line of fire in the void. The distance was extremely close and there was no way to avoid it.
From beginning to end, Zhuo Yifan never made a move on the woman, just because he was facing an ancient fighting god, so it was better not to provoke him easily. But after half a month, Zhuo Yifan finally couldn't stand the nagging anymore.
Nao, this is my first time attacking a woman!
The attack of Shura's thorn was huge. Although Zhuo Yifan believed that his meager power could not cause much harm to the female war goddess, it could at least cause a little reaction. However, his idea was completely wrong.
I saw that before the Asura Thorn came close to the woman's body, a strange rune suddenly appeared on the woman's armor. The terrifying aura was so powerful that it sent out an inexplicable ripple, directly shattering the Asura Thorn.
In the spiritual realm, the runes vibrated, and the terrifying aura spread throughout the world, knocking Zhuo Yifan away.
The woman remained motionless, like a mountain, and kept making sounds from her mouth: "My people, dedicate everything you have, your flesh, blood, soul, and your heart..."
Zhuo Yifan had long been tired of hearing these clichés. He rolled his eyes and simply followed the woman's words this time, secretly saying on guard: "I am your subject, and I am willing to give everything."
As soon as she finished speaking, the woman's eyes widened, her eyeballs were filled with bloodshot eyes, and a gloomy wind blew up from all around, immediately sending a chill down Zhuo Yifan's back.
"Isn't it?" Zhuo Yifan was shocked. He didn't expect that after he said something along the way, this woman would actually go further.
"Escape!" This was his first thought.
However, this spiritual realm belongs to women. Where can he hide if he escapes? Before he has taken a few steps, the woman's figure is lying in front of him like a ghost. The domineering aura is suppressed by the rolling talismans, which is terrifying.
The momentum swept around, seeming to penetrate the heaven and earth.
"Oops!" Zhuo Yifan felt that he had been trapped by a force, and his body could not move. He was about to be grabbed by the woman's hand. At this moment, the pressure around him suddenly disappeared, and a pair of hands hugged him.
He reached out like a water snake and hugged his waist, making him gasp.
Zhuo Yifan was held in the arms of this woman who was a head taller than him, and his face was inadvertently buried deep into the plump breasts of the female war goddess. Feeling the soft feeling, his mind was a little confused, thinking about what he would do in the future.
A peerless strong man was actually crushed to death with his chest and suffocated to death? Should he be happy or sad?
"I finally found you. I feel your soul, your flesh and blood, your heart, and everything about you..." Before he could take a breath, the woman spoke again. At this moment, her faceless eyes
God's eyes were a little moist, and he actually choked up.
After an unknown amount of time, the goddess of war gradually calmed down, and a cloudy tear fell from her soulless eyes, which happened to hit the tip of Zhuo Yifan's nose.
Then a huge force pushed him away, and the great Asura actually sent him out of the spiritual realm.
Zhuo Yifan was confused and a little angry. He had been clamoring for him to donate his flesh and blood for more than half a month. Seeing that the critical moment had come, how could this woman send him away? Could it be that she was playing tricks on him when she had nothing to do? What on earth did she do?
What do you mean?
In the center of the Suzaku Territory, the lava within a thousand feet radius was burned into black soil. A confrontation between the great Asura and the ancient Pixiu triggered earth-shattering power, which actually evaporated all the energy in the thousand-foot desert ground. The surrounding temperature was high.
Quite a sharp decrease.
At this moment, a young man in ragged clothes was lying motionless on the blackened sand.
"Senior, it's time for half a stick of incense. Didn't you say that this kid will explode?" Heilong looked at Zhuo Yifan intently. He saw that he was lifeless and did not move at all. This made him feel sad.