Chapter 482 Comfort is the abyss of the human race
The Imperial Capital of Divine Power.
Boom!
In a secluded street, a figure fell straight down from the air, creating a deep pit in the ground, and there were blood stains all around.
"Spare me, spare me... It's not easy for me to get to this point. As long as you let me go, you can do whatever you want."
In the deep pit, there was a weak voice, intermittent.
At this time, a young man with a gloomy face slowly descended from the sky. His pupils were calm, just like a butcher in the market, killing people was a matter of course.
"Lin Dongwei, I really know that I was wrong. From now on, I will serve you as cattle and horses. Lin Honglu and I are your dogs and Lin Chenyun's dogs. Please spare me!"
From the pothole, an old man with disheveled hair crawled out.
He knelt in front of Lin Dongwei, kowtowing crazily, blood splattered on his forehead, and his whole body was no longer human or ghost.
Lin Changxi was scared.
The Lin Dong Weasel in front of him became more and more courageous as he fought. Originally, his only chance was to escape to the city within the city.
But who knew that Lin Dongwei was more proficient in the Holy Wave Cloud Step than he was, and even cultivated the magical soul, so how could he escape?
Just five minutes.
Lin Changxi's golden elixir cracked, more than half of the meridians in his body were severed, and he was completely seriously injured.
At this point, Lin Changxi had no choice but to kneel down and kowtow.
"If any sin can be forgiven by kowtowing a few times, then this world is too simple."
Zhao Chu looked at Lin Changxi indifferently.
No matter how pitiful you pretend to be, what can you do?
Before dying, everyone has a fragile side, but when you care about human life, never think about what will happen in the future.
"Spare this old man."
Lin Changxi was still kowtowing.
"Perhaps there is a place where you can be forgiven."
Zhao Chudao.
"Where? Divine Power Imperial Court?"
Hearing this, Lin Changxi's pupils lit up and he quickly raised his head.
"hell!"
Zhao Chu said indifferently.
"My greatest mercy is that I can send you to hell for free, you're welcome!"
Boom!
Zhao Chu stepped down, and Lin Changxi's head was embedded into the floor again.
I have to say that killing a golden elixir is really laborious.
"Hey...are they Ji Dongyuan and the others?"
At this time, Zhao Chu was not paying attention and saw a light curtain in the distance.
The Shenwei Imperial Family has a great cause and has installed many sound transmission light curtains in some streets, which are used to spread some news on weekdays.
Zhao Chu fought all the way and unknowingly arrived at a busy street. In the distance, there happened to be a light curtain.
In the light screen, the scene of Ji Dongyuan stepping on a vine snake and shocking the world with nineteen punches was playing, directly smashing the thirteen Hanyun riders.
Zhao Chu became interested, held Lin Changxi's head, and slowly walked to the front of the light curtain like he was dragging a dead dog.
"During this period, Ji Dongyuan has become a little slack in his practice."
At this time, inside the light curtain, Ji Dongyuan was using the Evil Wood Xuanwang Canon, slowly breaking through the defenses of the three reincarnation chariots.
Although everyone was shocked by Xemuxuanwang Dian, Zhao Chu frowned.
weak.
In Zhao Chu's eyes, although Ji Dongyuan's cultivation has improved during this period, it should not be at his level at all.
Lazy.
Killed Hu Sanye and found Liu Yueyue.
Ji Dongyuan no longer had the original hatred in his heart, and lost the obsession to fight with his life.
He really slacked off.
This is human nature. Being entangled with Liu Yueyue all day long is natural and will delay your cultivation.
Comfort is actually the biggest natural enemy of the human race.
Being in a comfort zone for a long time without any external threats makes it easy for people to forget about themselves.
Comfort is like a giant palm made of honey. It will knock you into the abyss before you know it. When you wake up, you can only face the indifferent time and regret for wasting your youth.
In fact, it’s not just Ji Dongyuan.
The entire Tianci Sect is facing this problem.
With the existence of Shenji Dan, Ji Dongyuan and the others' cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, but they also face the loopholes of weak foundation and weak cultivation.
Ji Dongyuan won.
He left behind madness and arrogance.
But in Zhao Chu's eyes, Ji Dongyuan was just squandering the terrifying spiritual power he had accumulated by taking the Shen Ji Dan.
His understanding of magical powers really didn't make much progress.
"You are all wrong. If I were to come to the gym, I would directly challenge those one-star generals. Even if I lose, I will gain a lot of insights."
"There is clearly a tiger in front of you, but you choose to bully a few rabbits. It does nothing but encourage arrogance. Long-term slack has made you relax your vigilance."
Zhao Chu shook his head in disappointment.
In the next three years, the northern realm will be turbulent, and there will be chaos in the torrential rain of blood.
If these close friends died in the war because of laziness and complacency, Zhao Chu would not forgive himself.
Even if some extreme measures are used, they must arouse their fighting spirit.
Compared to death, leaving a mark of hatred in their hearts is already a mercy.
In the Tianci Sect, Zhao Chu is a close friend, and they will not be afraid at all, let alone truly hate him.
But at this moment, I am Lin Dongwei.
I will crush all your pride and let you know that this world is far from as simple as you think.
Taking a deep breath, Zhao Chu's pupils flashed with cold light.
…
At the feet of Zhao Chu.
Lin Changxi also looked at the light screen with disbelief on his face.
The top ten on the God base list were easily defeated by the Forty Thousand Demon Generation.
In particular, the three top experts of the Wei family actually slapped themselves in the face. This is simply unbelievable.
Another careless one.
In the corner of the light curtain, Lin Changxi saw his son.
Lin Honglu.
At this time, Lin Honglu was huddled in the corner, like a maimed stray dog, long forgotten.
Lin Honglu looked at the street at the end of his gaze from time to time, his face full of panic.
This scene made Lin Changxi heartbroken.
His son must be waiting for him to return and make decisions for him.
How hateful!
Lin Dongwei disrupted all the plans of their father and son.
Look at Lin Hongyan again.
He was ten steps away from Lin Honglu, wearing a robe of flame power, with seven cold cloud horses embroidered all over his body, looking high-spirited.
"Huh? It's the Shengxuan Punishment Spear... Lu'er, with your strength, it's difficult to display the power of the Shengxuan Punishment Spear."
"I understand. Lin Hongyan was exhausted from the battle just now. He is at his weakest at this moment. This is the only chance to assassinate him."
"The Shengxuan Punishment Spear is the punishment gun of the Shengxuan Imperial Court. My son uses this weapon to kill the rebellious people of the Shengxuan Imperial Court. It is perfectly justified and reasonable... He is worthy of being my son, Lin Changxi, so smart. Hateful,
How can I escape from Lin Dongweasel."
Lin Honglu huddled in a corner, forgotten by the whole world.
But Lin Changxi, a father, watched his son's every move.
Lin Changxi was originally in charge of the Punishment Court in the Shengxuan Imperial Court. This Shengxuan Punishment Spear was originally the supreme ruling blade of the criminal law.
Originally this gun should be in his hands, but Lin Honglu liked it, so Lin Changxi let his son play with it for a few days.
Unexpectedly, this Shengxuan Punishment Spear would play a key role at this moment.
The torture gun itself is a magical weapon, carrying the aura of the Shengxuan Emperor, and can be activated directly without consuming spiritual power.
If Lin Hongyan was still at his peak, it would be difficult for the Shengxuan Punishing Spear to defeat him.
Unfortunately, the latter is also frighteningly weak at the moment.
Lin Honglu's pupils flashed with resentment.
"What is that wooden wheel?"
Suddenly, Zhao Chu's cold voice interrupted Lin Changxi's thinking.
"It's the Mighty War Wheel. It's the test weapon of the Shen Cang Martial Academy. If you want to enter the Martial Arts Academy, you must..."
"knew!"
Zhao Chu coldly interrupted Lin Changxi's words.
"Lift this wooden wheel?"
Zhao Chu knew it well.
This kind of assessment is simple and crude, but it can also save a lot of time.
"Hey, Lao Wangtou."
"That little girl must be the famous Weijun Nian!"
At this time, within the light curtain.
Ji Dongyuan left the scene arrogantly, with a proud expression on his face, as if he had trampled the whole world under his feet.
Later.
Wei Junnian came to power, and she wanted to keep Ji Dongyuan.
However.
The opponent she will face is the frost-sealed body...Wang Junchen.
Wang Junchen!
With white hair and white eyebrows, white clothes and white eyes, he looks like the person in the painting, like frost in the snow.
Zhao Chu couldn't figure out his origin.
The entire Northern Territory is almost full of people with black hair and black eyes. Although they are different in beauty and ugliness, their bloodline is pure.
Even if you are a spirit body, your hair and eyes will not be too abnormal.
Zhao Chu has only seen Wang Junchen, a person with white hair, white eyebrows and white eyes like snow, so far.
Besides.
Wang Junchen actually had an elemental weapon in his body.
His Taoist and magical powers seem to require no deliberate practice at all, as if Taoism comes naturally and can be acquired at his fingertips.
This old Wangtou should be extraordinary.
…
In front of the city within the city, on the messy battle platform.
Weijun Nian's pretty face was livid with anger.
"You are pitiful enough because you are flat-chested and short. I won't bully you anymore!"
Ji Dongyuan left these words and walked away.
Wei Junnian almost fainted on the spot.
Flat chest!
Short!
Who are you talking about?
Who do you think is pitiful?
Wei Junnian was so angry for the first time in his life.
She originally wanted to teach this madman Ji Dongyuan a lesson.
pity!
A figure with white hair and white eyebrows quietly landed in the center of the battle platform.
Wang Junchen's appearance is like a snowfall that has been delayed for thirty years.
A thin layer of snow, like a strip of white silk, gently covers the earth, seeming to cover up all the filth in the world.
"Tianci Sect, Wang Junchen!"
Putting his hands on his back, Wang Junchen nodded to Wei Junnian as a greeting.
"Wang Junchen, you are very famous. However, the frost-enclosed body is no match for me."
Wei Junnian looked at Wang Junchen, his pretty face became serious.
The person in front of me has no warmth at all. He is simply a piece of crystal clear ice.
"My third brother is in seclusion, but I have long admired Fairy Jun Nian's strength, so I came here in advance to ask for advice."
As soon as he finished speaking, a layer of snowstorm had already enveloped Wang Junchen.
"Hmph, it's best to let that murderous maniac Zhao Chu come to see me. I want to personally persuade him to do good. Because he is alone, the northern realm is facing chaos, and the human race will once again fall into the whirlpool of war. He is heartbroken
How can I bear it?"
Mentioning Zhao Chu, Wei Junnian felt very angry.
"Haha, the general trend of the world is that if it divides for a long time, it will unite and it will unite for a long time. Even if there is no Zhao Chu, there will be Li Chu, Zhang Chu, Wang Chu... If the Northern Territory wants to truly rise and truly reach the realm where everyone is like a dragon, some rotten rotten
The flesh must be cut off with pain."
"A patient on the hospital bed has two ways to live. The first is to cut off a leg, reinstall the prosthetic limb, stand up again, face the broken mountains and rivers with the broken body, and strive to strengthen himself. The second is to continue to linger in bed.
, escape from the whole world, wait for the end of life, and fall into the abyss of regret."
"Your Shenwei Imperial Court is the second method, maintaining decay and lingering in front of the demon realm. And my Tianci Sect decided to cut off the strong men's arms and start a war. No one is right or wrong. Although your method is shameful, it can
Just survive. The Tianci Sect's method is bound to cause labor pains."
"This is a helpless fate. Who made this giant in the northern realm become extremely ill?"
Wang Junchen took a step forward.
After saying these words, Wei Junnian was speechless.
Labor pain!
Just be content!
Stumped limb!
Extremely ill!
It was like a revelation, but she still insisted on her own way.
Don't let too many people bleed, don't make unnecessary sacrifices.
Her majestic wish is for the world to be peaceful and free from war.
"These words are a fallacy, and they are whitewashed words used by your Tianci Sect to provoke a war."
Weijun Nian is filled with fighting spirit.
In this battle, she must use her own strength to maintain her beliefs and implement her ambitions.
"These words were said by my third brother Zhao Chu, and I agree with them."
After Wang Junchen finished speaking, the snow-white figure had already rushed out.