The middle-aged man laughed proudly, turned around and prepared to leave the desperate situation of Hanyuan.
"It turns out that this is a slave, and it can be considered a strange life form."
Zhao Mu chuckled and looked at the middle-aged man who was leaving: "Why, are you just going to leave like this?"
"Um?"
The middle-aged man suddenly turned around and looked at Zhao Mu in astonishment.
In fact, from the very beginning, he had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't put it into words.
But now, he finally realized something was wrong.
That is, from the beginning, he did not see the slightest trace of fear on Zhao Mu's face.
There is great terror between life and death!
No matter whether you are a demon or a mortal monk, facing death, you will always have instinctive fear in your heart.
This has nothing to do with the level of cultivation.
The only difference is that some people will be scared to shit.
And some people, with their strong will, suppress their inner fear of death and do things that ordinary people can't do.
But such people are still essentially afraid of death.
But in Zhao Mu, the middle-aged man did not feel any fear.
It's as if Zhao Mu is not afraid of death at all.
In other words, Zhao Mu firmly believed deep down in his heart that he would never die.
But, how is this possible?
Middle-aged men are incredible.
“It’s really a wonderful feeling.”
Zhao Mu raised his hand and placed his palm on his chest, carefully feeling the beating of his heart.
Until this moment, he could still feel the wonderful connection between himself and the middle-aged man.
This connection is like two people's bodies overlapping in space, regardless of each other.
That's why the other party can directly extract his life force.
He looked at the middle-aged man with an inexplicable smile on his face: "Isn't it a good feeling to be resurrected?"
"Stinky Taoist, what do you want to do?"
The middle-aged man was so laughed that his heart went crazy, and he said with fierce eyes: "Let me tell you, I have restored my original strength. You are no match for me at all, so it's best not to have any ideas that you shouldn't have."
"Why are you nervous? I just want to know if you have absorbed enough life force? If not, I still have it here."
"You...what do you mean?" The middle-aged man had an ominous premonition.
"Haha, what do you think?"
The smile on Zhao Mu's face became even brighter.
"What...what's going on?"
Suddenly, the middle-aged man's eyes widened in disbelief.
The life force originally transmitted from Zhao Mu's body has become very weak.
But at this moment, he felt that the weak vitality suddenly increased dozens of times, like a torrent breaking a dike.
At the same time, Zhao Mu's originally old body also rejuvenated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Such changes completely shocked the middle-aged man.
"Who are you?" he shouted in shock.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is, how much life force can you bear?"
"What do you mean?"
"Haha, the meaning is very simple."
Zhao Mu chuckled: "Everything in the world has yin and yang. Kunu's ability can connect us together so that you can forcefully extract my life force."
"But at the same time, this connection also allows me to clearly sense the changes in your body from beginning to end."
"Vitality is a good thing, but no matter how good it is, it has its endurance limit. I made a rough estimate and found that your body can probably withstand about three reincarnations of mine."
"Reincarnation? What are you talking about?" The middle-aged man was completely panicked and had no idea what Zhao Mu was planning.
"Haha, you don't need to know what reincarnation is. You just need to know that the one who walks out of here will still be me. As for you... go to hell!"
As soon as Zhao Mu finished speaking, he suddenly used all his magic power to forcibly infuse his life force through the connection.
I saw that his body was aging rapidly again, but the middle-aged man's body began to expand endlessly.
After one reincarnation, Zhao Mu returned to his youth again without hesitation.
But the middle-aged man's body became more and more bloated, and finally became as big as a rubber ball.
Immortal?
Except for himself, Zhao Mu never believed that anything in this world could truly be immortal.
The so-called immortality is just that I haven't found the right way to kill.
Unfortunately, the mysterious connection between the middle-aged man and Zhao Mu allowed Zhao Mu to clearly feel all the physical changes of the middle-aged man.
Because of this, Zhao Mu discovered the biggest weakness of Kunu, which was the vitality that exceeded the limit of the body's endurance, which could kill them completely and even make their souls fly away.
In fact, theoretically speaking, this is not a weakness.
Because ordinary people, even powerful monks, cannot provide enough vitality to sustain a slave to death.
But unfortunately, middle-aged men are unlucky.
But he happened to meet Zhao Mu, the only person in the world who could treat his life force like dirt and squander it at will.
So it is destined that he will die without a burial place today.
The middle-aged man's body is becoming more and more bulging, and even tiny gaps have opened on the surface of his skin.
He was extremely frightened: "Stop, stop quickly."
Unfortunately, Zhao Mu had no intention of stopping, and instead increased the delivery of vitality again.
After reaching a certain critical point.
boom!
There was a sudden explosion, and the middle-aged man's body was completely shattered, and even his soul was shattered in the explosion.
Bang!
A black bone fell to the ground.
"Huh? There's actually something left?"
Zhao Mu was surprised. He thought that the explosion just now had caused the middle-aged man to completely cease to exist.
He took two steps forward and picked up the black bone.
Faintly, he could feel that the black bones contained very huge and mysterious power.
"I wonder what the slave bones are for?"
Zhao Mu held the Kunu bone and looked at it curiously: "A hair crown and a bone are not simple things."
"Today's harvest is good. I have already obtained two treasures from outside. I wonder what else will be inside the desperate cold abyss?"
Zhao Mu turned his head and looked at the palace at the end.
"There are rumors in the world that there is a secret to becoming an immortal in this desperate cold abyss. I wonder if the so-called secret is in that palace?"
"Haha, I hope I can decipher the secret next time I come in."
Zhao Mu smiled, turned around and prepared to leave the desperate situation of Han Yuan.
Inadvertently, he looked back and saw the shadow of the Taoist priest on the bridge.
In an instant, his whole body froze.
I saw that the young Taoist priest who was looking forward had turned around and was looking at him at some unknown moment.
A chill ran down his spine and went straight to his forehead.
Zhao Mu changed color in shock.
Is this young Taoist priest more than just a shadow?