The news is even more incredible than he said before.

Is it so scary just a piece of fragment?

It is possible to make a little girl with no power to kill all the saints, and even the Saint King has fallen. It has never been seen in the ages. Even if it is just a fragment, it is definitely a treasure that is rare in ten thousand years.

Anything related to immortals cannot be underestimated.

Everyone was talking big in the tavern, but what they didn't know was that the protagonist of the story they were talking about, the little girl who killed all the saints overnight, was squatting in the middle of a group of little beggars, no different from them.

My clothes were torn, I was wearing only one shoe on my feet, and I was dirty all over. Even the two little braids with good hair were so messy.

The wanderings over the past few months have made her suffer and see the sinister world.

Without the protection of my brother and others, it would be so difficult for a little girl who survived alone.

I curled up in the corner of the wall and looked at the little beggars who were extremely happy because they picked up a bun that someone had left.

The girl doesn't know where she is going.

Gently touching the mask in his arms, the girl could not find her target.

I wanted to continue practicing, but I had no way to enter. The things my brother taught him had no resources and had no way to continue practicing.

What can she do now?

My stomach began to whine, and the little girl thought about what her brother made.

Even though it is not a delicious thing, it is also the taste of my brother!

"What's this? I didn't expect you to have such a good thing hidden in it. Hand it over quickly!"

At this time, a young man who was also dirty but looked a little strong at first glance saw the bronze mask in the little girl's arms.

If you reach out and you have to grab it directly.

The hero and boy didn't know what it was, but it looked like that style was made of bronze, which could be sold for money and allowed him to have a good meal. As long as he knew this, it would be enough.

Living at the bottom of the society, they show that the strong are even more prevalent.

No one cares if a little beggar's thing is robbed?

No one cares about the boy who snatched his stuff.

He raised his head and looked at the majestic boy with big black eyes indifferently.

"Don't be ungrateful."

The little girl's eyes made him feel a little unhappy. He was used to it and subconsciously slapped him.

It shattered in an instant, and blood flowed all over the ground. Under the exclamation of a group of little beggars around, the somewhat strong boy turned into a pool of blood.

The bronze mask in the little girl's arms is not something that anyone can touch.

The blood of the Holy King was once stained with the blood of the Holy King, and even the supreme people in the forbidden area had fallen and their blood was left on it.

The little girl just put the mask on his hand just before the boy raised his hand and wanted to hit her. The strong boy was directly cursed and unknown around the mask and turned into a pool of blood.

Widths of the original energy of life floated up and slowly melted into the little girl's body, causing her already dry sea of ​​suffering to stir up again.

That was my brother's way. My brother wanted to plunder the essence of everything in the immortal way, but it was just an unfinished item.

It turned into a seed, and it took root in the little girl's sea of ​​suffering, waiting to take root and sprout, and bloom the most gorgeous flower.

It has also become the most suitable path to becoming an immortal when the little girl is a mortal body.

But this is always an unfinished road, which can lay a solid foundation for the little girl and make up for the shortcomings of the innate mortal body, but the road ahead can only be carried by the little girl himself.

No one can help her, and there are no one in this world who can help her.

It was like looking at monsters, staring at by those little beggars.

The little girl indifferently put on the bronze mask that seemed to be crying but not crying but not laughing.

Turning around and leaving here directly.

Her whereabouts were exposed, and a great terror was about to come. While there was still some short time, she wanted to leave here quickly.

Running in the alley is like a little mouse running away in the desert.

The little girl wearing a bronze mask hid everywhere, and soon, a big hand covering the sky fell from the sky, erasing all the area where she was just now.

Wearing a bronze mask and hiding in the cracks of the stones, the little girl looked at this scene indifferently, and waited for a day and a night before quietly crawling back.

The town was destroyed by her and also became an opportunity for her to become stronger.

The origin of life that is invisible to the naked eye lit up and merged into the little girl's body, causing huge waves to rush into her sea of ​​suffering.

Curled up in pain, the little girl's body twisted, but it quickly calmed down.

No matter how suitable it is, it is always the way of others!

It is impossible for the little girl to copy it completely. She can only try it with her body again and again to adapt to that path and become her own way.

In the erased ruins, the little girl picked up a token.

There is nothing else above, there is only one word immortal.

She didn't know what this was? But she still seriously put the token with the word "first" into her little ragged package.

Everything around was erased, only this token was fine. Although I don’t know what it was for, it should be a good thing.

My brother taught her that everything unusual is always useful, so keep it for now.

The little girl who has absorbed the origin of life in a small town no longer needs to find food again.

The energy in her body was enough to make her feel the next big city with a population.

Opening up the sea of ​​suffering, cultivating the spring of life, building a divine bridge, and reaching the other shore, is the division of the four realms of the Wheel Sea.

My brother once said that when he was opening up the sea of ​​suffering, he stepped out and was the other side.

But the little girl couldn't learn from her brother's way. Her talent for cultivation was really bad.

Even with the seeds of my brother's Tao, I am still just wandering in the sea of ​​suffering.

There is no sign of becoming a spring of life.

Someone is fighting again.

The little body hid in a pit, looking at the two fighting figures in the sky, the little girl could only wait there silently, without any intention of going around.

Because this is really an unwise move, the corpse next to it has proved all this well.

The battle of powerful people does not care about the life or death of mortals, nor does it care about the suitable ideas of the ants that break in.

The aftermath of their attacks is not something that mortals can bear.

The world is getting more and more chaotic, and the feathered dynasty that occupied most of the Zhongzhou area is now like a tiger with lost minions, beginning the final battle of trapped beasts.
Chapter completed!