Liu Jinshui couldn't hold a mouthful of old blood without spitting it out.
The sticky substance on your fingers tastes bitter, dense and chewy. The most terrible thing is the unfamiliar yet familiar sour smell. It is definitely dog feces, and it belongs to Ergouzi!
Don't ask him how he knew it, this thing was 100% left by Ergouzi.
"Damn bad dog, you stole the fat man's coffin, and you dare to humiliate your fat man!"
Liu Jinshui's face turned blue, and the three corpse gods jumped violently. They jumped on the spot a few times, and finally fell to the ground with a dejected look on their faces.
"It's over, Barbie is Qing, this bad dog has done great harm to me, Fatty!"
"Yes, it must have come out and encountered the same problem as Fatty and me, so to protect itself, Fatty's coffin was dug up in advance!"
Liu Jinshui looked gloomy and muttered to himself.
"May I ask what treasures are buried here, senior brother?"
"It's just a treasure, we can just find it later."
Li Xiaobai said.
"What do you know? Fatty, I am burying my own body. That coffin was buried three hundred years ago!"
"That dead dog must have been born before me and dug up my body!"
Liu Jinshui was furious, yelled angrily, and greeted all the eighteen generations of Ergouzi's ancestors.
Li Xiaobai's scalp went numb after hearing this. He bought his own body. What kind of operation was this?
The coffin stolen by Er Gouzi contained Liu Jinshui's body. Who is this in front of him?
Is it a human or a ghost?
"Junior brother, there is no need to panic. This is an external incarnation of Fatty. It can also be said to be a clone. It is condensed from a drop of natal essence and blood."
"As long as the power of the blood is not lost, this clone of Fatty will not die."
Seemingly sensing Li Xiaobai's doubts, Liu Jinshui spoke up.
"It turns out that he is the clone of senior brother. No wonder he is so wise and powerful. He is almost carved from the same mold as senior brother."
Li Xiaobai squeezed Liu Jinshui's arm, and the real touch came. The vitality of this clone was also tenacious. It had been suppressed under the lake for three hundred years and it showed no sign of weakening.
It must be because of this that I have never used my cultivation power.
The power of the clone comes from the power of the bloodline in that drop of blood essence. The clone cannot obtain the power of the bloodline through practice. If the power of the bloodline is exhausted, the clone will dissipate, so the power must be preserved.
"The main body has been stolen, and Fatty's power will never come back!"
Liu Jinshui looked very depressed.
"Why did senior brother bury his body? What's the secret behind it?"
"It was Second Senior Sister who calculated that the disaster was coming. At the beginning of the war, Fatty, I buried my body. Although the final result was not optimistic, it is not to blame that Fatty was responsible. How can one person's power influence the situation of the war?
"
Liu Jinshui said weakly.
The clone's power was limited, and I thought that the first thing I would do after escaping from the trap was to find the original body and regain its former strength, but I never thought that someone would intercept me halfway.
At this moment, there was a look of confusion in his melancholy eyes, and what he could do without his body was quite limited.
"The disaster refers to the battle in which the first battlefield was shattered and the ancient road in the starry sky collapsed?"
Li Xiaobai asked with a thought.
"Yes, the first battlefield was broken by Senior Sister. After the Ancient Road in the Starry Sky, the battlefield was moved to the Boundary Sea. As a brother, I knew that our senior brothers would not be opponents, so I hid my body at the beginning of the war."
"It's a pity that they don't understand the principle of keeping Qingshan alive, and they only want to fight fiercely. Although I couldn't persist to the end, I think the final result must be a bleak ending!"
Liu Jinshui said slowly, a trace of reminiscence flashed in his eyes.
"Why did the war happen and who was the opponent?"
Li Xiaobai asked.
"There's no need to say more. These words are 100% blocked, so asking is in vain."
Liu Jinshui shook his head and said: "When your cultivation level is enough and the time has come, you will naturally know the whole story. If there is no delay, it is better to go out and find Ergouzi!"
"This guy must have come out damn early. He stole my body from Fatty, and he must pay the price!"
When Er Gouzi was mentioned, Liu Jinshui's face was full of murderous intent. Fortunately, there were no enemies of his in this battlefield of the heavens, otherwise he would have been tricked to death here.
"As far as I know, Er Gouzi is in a force called the Pure Land of Extreme Evil. We can go find him after we get out."
Li Xiaobai said with a smile.
"The Pure Land of Extreme Evil?"
"What is that? Fatty, I have only heard of the Pure Land of Paradise."
Liu Jinshui said doubtfully.
"That is Ergouzi's newly created force, and it should also be its hiding place."
Li Xiaobai said.
"Go snipe it!"
Liu Jinshui became energetic in an instant, jumped up from the ground and said.
"You have to win in this battlefield of the heavens, otherwise there will be no chance of going to the Pure Land of Evil."
Li Xiaobai sighed and said: "But if you look around, the monks in this battlefield are often those who have started in the realm of peeping gods, and there are even monks who are in the realm of divine connection. It is really difficult for me to resist with my humble deeds!"
"Winning?"
"How to win?"
"The realm of just four glimpses of the gods is so weak and long-lasting that I almost forgot that there is such a realm of cultivation."
Hearing this, Liu Jinshui expressed disdain. To him, this level of cultivation was no different than an ant. Only by stepping into the realm of immortals and catching a glimpse of the power of law can he be called a large ant.
"Of course you have to perform well. If you can win the core of the battlefield, you will probably be qualified to enter the Pure Land of Evil."
Li Xiaobai said tentatively that although this sixth senior brother was unreliable, his strength was first-rate. Even though he was now a clone, his methods were not comparable to those of ordinary monks.
"The core of the battlefield?"
"What the hell is that? Why haven't you heard of it?"
Liu Jinshui asked with a puzzled look on his face. After being trapped for three hundred years, the world has indeed changed a lot. Now he can't understand the terms used by his junior brother, and he feels like he has not kept up with the times.
"Senior brother, let's take a look."
Li Xiaobai opened the 49th battlefield, and a seed shone in his dantian.
"Is this the power of rules?"
Liu Jinshui recognized the origin of the seed at a glance.
"Originally, the first battlefield was filled with a large number of rules, which were also restricted areas for practitioners. Since the battlefield collapsed, the power of these rules has also been dispersed, and it has become what my junior brother calls the core of the battlefield."
"This is a good thing. With it, it will be much easier to enter the realm of immortals and gods in the future."
"It's just that there is no power of rules in this battlefield. Brother Wei has a bold idea. As long as all the monks in the battlefield are killed, we will be the only monks left. The name of the winner will naturally fall.