Shi Yu was still far away from death. He just took advantage of the situation and went too far. He only thought about hurting himself. He didn't expect that the tree man was so vicious that he suddenly used the technique of spitting out light. This was obvious.
It's the final blow that kills both.
Since Shi Yu felt the crisis, he was fully vigilant and easily avoided the light hitting his head. He took advantage of the situation and raised his chest, and made a face at the tree man. Anyway, the tree man would definitely be killed by the God of War soon.
Shi Yu was not afraid of him talking too much.
Shuren was confused by this grimace, otherwise he wouldn't have been chasing Shi Yu's eyes. He always felt like he was being played by this kid.
But what made Shiyu make a mistake was that the tree man was beaten to death by the God of War, but the wounds on his body turned out to be fatal. He thought that there would only be one wound, which could penetrate through at most. But he didn't expect that the power entered the body like an old man.
The roots of the tree instantly covered the whole body and exploded along the meridians.
What surprised Shi Yu even more was that this kind of limb-mutilation injury would not be fatal as long as it was treated in time in the hands of the most powerful person in the world. The worst thing was that if he changed his body, Shi Yu was even more shattered than this when he was slapped by Qing Xi.
But in this old man's words, no matter how he heard it, he was certain to die, and Tie Wushen's helpless appearance did not seem like a disguise. Shi Yu kept despising in his heart: quack doctor! Absolute quack doctor!
While the two were talking, several more people hurriedly ran in, including two other Martial Gods and several Martial Saints.
"What are you doing? Old man, I usually look for you, but I don't see any of you. What are you doing today? Is this guy your father?" The old man also had a bad temper. When he saw so many people rushing in suddenly, he became furious.
An Wushen, the oldest and most prestigious man, immediately looked a little ugly. He looked back at the group of people behind him and waved his hands to drive them away, "Let's go! Let's all go! What's the use of having more people?"
After saying that, he turned back to look at the big fish on the ground, saluted the old man in a friendly manner, and asked urgently: "Teacher, is there any hope?"
The white-haired old man rolled his eyes at him, but he was not as arrogant as he was towards Iron Martial God. He shook his head and said, "He is more serious than Tuoba boy. How can we save him?"
"Alas"! Anwu Shen sighed, looked at Iron Martial God reproachfully, and said nothing. When Iron Martial God saw him, he immediately lowered his head and avoided the guilt-inducing gaze.
Pu Wushen had been listening quietly. At this time, he could not hold back his regrets. He shook his head and said: "I expected him to save the other Wushen, but he died like this! Alas, the first genius died so quickly!"
Tie Wu Shen feared An Wu Shen, but he was not afraid of Pu Wu Shen. After hearing his implicitly reproachful words, he immediately raised his eyebrows and raised his head to refute.
The white-haired old man seemed to be very interested in Pu Wushen's words, and asked first: "The first genius? How do you say it? How can you save other Wushen?"
An Wushen noticed Tie Wushen's movements and turned to glare at him before telling him everything about Big Fish.
After hearing this, the old man also lamented his bad luck. He stretched out his hand and hit the iron god of war on the head, scolding him for being as thick-hearted as a barrel. There are still powerful people under the sky who are still capable of fighting. Although it is rare to see one in tens of millions of years, it is still possible.
You shouldn't take it so lightly! Especially you shouldn't let this newborn genius face death alone!
Tie Wushen was more honest and bowed his head obediently to accept the training.
Shi Yu found it strange, how could this old man be so respectful to the three martial gods even though he was of an average level? Because he couldn't jump up and ask questions on his own, he had to
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Pretending to be dying, he listened carefully.
"Alas!" The old man sighed again, his eyes unfocused, as if he was recalling some unbearable past events, "Maybe this is fate. Since leaving the homeland of Zhanyuan, it has been extremely difficult for another Martial God to break through the dome. Dozens of Martial Gods have been defeated and died.
Also, after being sent to the Martial Temple, there are probably less than ten people alive now!
Thinking about those days, few Martial Gods would retreat. Even Martial Saints had several people break in. Even if they failed, they would be sent to the Martial God's Temple for more than ten years before they were completely restored. Now, even the Martial God's Temple that they desperately grabbed when they escaped has lost its magical effect.
The warrior gods who entered the temple are all dying, and none of them can walk out on their own. Has the Holy Spirit abandoned us?"
The old man's tone was filled with unwillingness and sorrow. The three war gods also felt the same way, and looked at each other and lowered their heads.
Shi Yu's mind changed. This was a secret he had never learned before. He never imagined that it was so easy to break through the dome in the past. Could it be that the Holy God was seriously injured by Shen Yu and could not heal, and could no longer devour the God of War as he pleased, so he occasionally put it in?
Or stay away from others to cut off the opportunity for the Martial God to break through. Those top Martial Gods may not end well if they don't get swallowed up.
Shi Yu thought carefully for a moment, and became more and more certain about this guess. The fighting power of the Zhenwu God Realm was unparalleled at the same level. If dozens of them came up with a huff and puff, the Holy God might not be able to deal with them. He must have closed the dome to temporarily devour them.
I don't know where I went to heal my wounds. Thinking of this, Shi Yu was secretly happy, feeling happy that he was safe and had more security.
The old man was silent for a moment, turned his turbid eyes to the bloody limbs on the ground, and said slowly: "Since you all value this son very much, send him to the Martial Arts Temple to see what his chances are."
"Is this... okay?" Iron Martial God hesitated.
Suddenly turning around, the old man stared at Iron Martial God coldly, "Do you have a better way?"
Tie Wushen felt cold all over when the old man looked at him, and he quickly shook his head, "No! No... I just said it casually..."
Anwu Shen sighed and turned around to leave. Pu Wushen followed without saying a word. Only Tie Wushen looked at the big fish's limbs expressionlessly, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.
Seeing his appearance, the old man's face softened a little, and he said in a deep voice: "Put him in a holy coffin and put him in the Martial Arts Temple. There should be some romance on the first day. It depends on him. In the next moment, this child will be
He will die completely. Alas, let him use the holy coffin left for me first. I have nursed him for a long time, and he may have some spirituality. It is in the backyard, so hurry up."
Iron Martial God nodded, reached out and picked up everything on the ground, and left quickly.
The old man looked at his back and sighed again.
Nearly an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and the body of the big fish had become cold, and the bright red blood had gradually solidified. Only the skull was still warm, indicating that the big fish (Shi Yu) was not completely dead yet.
Holding tightly to the soul, Shi Yu hoped that God of War and the others would not bother to explore the only complete head. Even the tiny fluctuations of the big fish were suppressed by him. Once they use the secret method to check, they will definitely find out what is inside the head.
Somewhere, there is still surging vitality.
All the broken limbs and blood of the big fish were put into a dry, hard and gray corpse. The corpse was obviously a person who had been cut into two pieces lengthwise from head to toe, and the internal organs and bones had long been removed.
It is empty, with only skin and a thin layer of muscles remaining to create a cavity, just big enough for one person.
Shi Yu was disgusted by this, and kept complaining that this was some kind of holy coffin. It sounded good, but it turned out to be an old and stiff coffin. Although he couldn't smell anything,
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Such a peculiar smell, Shi Yu always felt that the stench rushed into his nose, and the greasy feeling lingered.
There was really not much time. Iron Martial God quickly packed up the big fish and hurriedly took him to a quiet and gloomy small courtyard in the War Academy. Seven or eight martial saints suddenly appeared from different corners. They saw it was Iron Martial God, and then
It disappeared in place like a ghost.
Except for a few old trees and weeds on the ground, there was nothing in the small courtyard. Tie Wushen reached out and grabbed it, bursts of smoke and dust swept up, and he uncovered a stone slab, revealing a deep, dark winding path of stone steps, cold and cold.
The cold wind blew out from the cave, making his beard and hair dance wildly.
It seemed that Iron Martial God did not want to enter this strange and mysterious place. He looked around and took a deep breath before stepping down, and his burly body disappeared into the cave like the mouth of a python.
The sound of "rustling" footsteps was the only sound in this dark world. The narrow passage gradually became wider. Every few hundred feet forward, there was a stone gate standing, isolating the inside and outside of the passage. Iron Martial God put one palm of his hand against the gate to move his energy. The stone gate
"Zhaza" slowly begins to reveal a deeper downward staircase.
After climbing the stone steps seven or eight times like this, we finally came to the intersection of dozens of forked paths. At this time, we no longer knew how deep into the ground we were, and how far away we were from the entrance. Only the biting cold air kept attacking our bodies.
Iron God of War silently looked at the stone pillars engraved with the layout of the God of War in front of the fork in the road, hesitated for a moment, then looked for the middle one and continued moving forward.
As if feeling the breath of a living person, the dark underground world glowed slightly with clear fluorescence, but the color was not so pleasant. The yellow and green light flowed in the air like a gauze, making it even more mysterious and eerie.
Against the background of this strange light, Iron Martial God's face looked terrifying and ferocious, like an evil ghost in the underworld.
Soon, Iron Martial God stopped in an empty underground rock chamber, with only two so-called holy coffins placed quietly in the center of the rock chamber.
Iron Warrior walked over quietly, his footsteps making no sound, as if he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping people in the two holy coffins.
The holy coffin where Shi Yu was placed was placed neatly together with these two. The only difference was that the two holy coffins were full of dust and had not been disturbed by anyone for countless years.
Iron Warrior God put down the holy coffin, took one last look at the holy coffin that locked Big Fish (Shi Yu), and hurriedly turned around and left.
Others don't know it, but he is extremely familiar with everything here. There are no less than ten Martial Gods who were sent in by him personally. As soon as he stepped into the Martial God Temple, he felt that he was being stared at by a pair of invisible eyes, and it was unspeakable that the oppression was tugging at his heart.
, he was like a child walking at night, worried that monsters and ghosts would jump out of the darkness and pounce on him at any time.
Especially when the inexplicable fluorescence lights up quietly, the biting cold wind like ice needles slowly blows over his skin from time to time, drilling into his body along every pore, and the surface of the skin immediately shrinks and forms countless small dots.
The faster you go, the faster you go.
Iron Warrior God ran out of the Temple of Warriors as if he was running away, and hurriedly pulled the stone slab to crush the entrance of the cave. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, and the warm air flow sent white mist in the air, letting him know that he was still alive in the world.
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Although it was said to be the Martial God's Temple, it had already become the Martial God's Tomb in his mind. The Martial God who entered had no choice but to die.
Iron Martial God is not afraid of death, and he knows that there will be no danger in the Martial Temple. However, he just hates the inexplicable feeling in the temple. He doesn't want to die helplessly like those Martial Gods. He would rather die in the tragic failure of impacting the dome.