The Saint of Ten Thousand Arrows is still in the realm of nothingness!
When he was in the ancestral wasteland, he saw the four evil ancestors ravaging and abuse the other party.
Behind them, Qiongqi and Taotie, among the four evil ancestors, fell.
I'm afraid that after Qian Chao and Jue Wu returned, they would vent all their hatred on the Wanjian Dao Saint, and they would experience inhumane torture all the time.
"This poor kid."
Zhao Fan smiled unkindly, told the situation inside, and said, "The consciousness of the Wanjiang Dao Saint is probably stuck there all the time."
“It’s okay.”
Zhao Nuo smiled and said, "The exploration time of the Void Realm is actually limited, with a maximum of ten thousand years. If the consciousness does not leave actively or passively, it will be automatically rejected."
"Then I'll wait for you."
Zhao Fan nodded.
What my son really cares about is not what the Wanjiang Dao Sheng is.
If Zhao Nuo's main consciousness leaves the eternal battlefield early, it will be like giving up the Saint of Ten Thousand Arrows in the eyes of the powerful beings in other great worlds.
It's spread, it's not nice.
It's like leaving a black dot.
Zhao Fan squatted down and stroked the ground. Such a long time has come, and it would be nothing to wait for nearly ten thousand years.
After leaving the seclusion room, he lived a peaceful and warm life with his wives.
...
In the realm of nothingness.
The sixth Saint Emperor killed a herd of wild bison and was dismantling the horns of the physical treasures.
Although he was a little tired, he was not tired at all.
With the name of Lao Liu, no matter how small the wool is, you can still pull it.
It’s useless to take it.
With so many treasures, any one of them is of great value to be taken outside.
What's more, all treasures below the third level quality belong to you!
If you don’t pull it at this time, when will you wait?
On the other side.
Ancestral wasteland.
"ah!"
The Wanjian Daosheng screamed loudly.
What gathered in him was chaos and shaman!
Seventy-two evil spirits gathered together!
Take turns torture, but it just holds a hint of vitality, and makes every moment clear and maximizes the pain.
In this state.
The face of the Wanjian Dao Saint was distorted and frozen.
The nose is crooked and the mouth is oblique.
The head is in the shape of a shoehorn!
"Boss Chaos, Boss Dao."
One of Xiangliu's snake heads spit out a letter and said, "We cannot communicate with his language, so it's not interesting to torture like this. It's better to let the trash people understand our words and scold him hard! If we can understand him,
If you beg for mercy, it will be even more enjoyable!”
“It makes sense.”
Jun Wu nodded thoughtfully, "I'll go and ask Emperor Huang for advice."
The next moment.
It floated up and hid in time and space.
When he met the Nine Thunder Tribulation Beast, he expressed Xiang Liu's advice.
Then.
Emperor Huang took out a thin lightning arc as thin as a hair, handed it to Jianwu and said, "If you integrate this into his consciousness, you can communicate with you freely."
"good!"
The lord escaped, landed on the ground, and drove the thunder arc into the consciousness of the Taoist Saint of Ten Thousand Arrows.
"ah!"
The consciousness of the Wanjiang Dao Saint was instantly torn into countless lines, and the pain was unbearable!
"Damn human race!"
The fierce god of Zhenwu roared: "It is because of you that I, Brother Taotie and Qiongqiu, fell!"
"Let him die! No, don't let him die!"
Chaos spoke, "We will torture him endlessly!"
Seventy-two evil spirits started to stir up.
"Two guys!!!"
Wanjian Daosheng found that he could understand the other party's beast words, so he endured the pain and said tentatively: "The two human races and I are not together, even the white-robed human race among them, he is
My mortal enemy is irreconcilable! I want to kill him every moment!"
"Um?"
Jung-chan asked intently, "You are sure! What is your origin? Say!"