The Immortal Flower is transformed by the pure Qi of Kunlun and is one of the three most important elixirs in the world.
The person who took the Immortal Flower was the Yuan of the Tushan tribe. However, when he was reincarnated in subsequent generations, he was in a state of 'is the Yuan, not the Yuan'. Only after death, the true spirit returns to its essence, can the Immortal Flower activate its effect and maintain the true spirit.
It is immortal, but now Wei Yuan has revived his past memories.
Such a change occurred when Nvjiao let him touch pottery.
A change that is different from every previous life.
He is Wei Yuan, but he is also Yuan.
The effect of Kunlun Immortal Flower made Wei Yuan's heart wound slowly squirm and recover slowly. The severe pain made his face distorted and he fell to the ground. His palms were firmly clasped on the ground and his cheeks were twitching. Immortality is one thing, but
The pain did not diminish at all, especially since the injury seemed to have reached the limit of the Immortal Flower. If the tiger directly turned his heart into powder, the Immortal Flower was not a witchcraft medicine after all and could not revive him.
The pain of being penetrated through the heart, and the pain of recovering from the torn wound.
Wei Yuan's face turned pale.
If he hadn't been in front of the enemy right now, he would have screamed out, but now he had to hold on tightly.
No matter what, you can't lose face in front of the enemy.
Hold on, hold on!
At this moment, Tiger seemed to have just come back to his senses. He staggered and sat down on the ground. The Crouching Tiger waist card lit up with a stream of light. This light circulated in the air and finally turned into a picture of strange power and chaotic gods belonging to Tiger.
On the screen, the tiger's appearance burned quickly, and correspondingly, a breath of energy was pulled away from the real tiger.
The tiger wanted to stop him, but he was unable to do so because he was exhausted.
I can only watch helplessly as the energy machine is sealed into the scroll.
That was his foundation and origin, the proof of the existence of a god, and his existence. But now, because of the mark left by being sealed once in the past, and because he was on the verge of death at the moment, he was forcefully pulled out.
In the end, the strange power and chaotic god scroll spontaneously ignited without fire. The mountain wind left behind caused the ashes of the scroll to disperse with the wind, and a tiger seal appeared.
The four sides are the base, and the tigers on top are vivid and roaring.
This is the strong wind rushing down from the top of the mountain.
It is the mark of the gods.
This seal had no physical form, and then fell into Crouching Tiger's waistband and was included in it.
At this moment, even the foundation of Tiger's existence has disappeared. He is completely exhausted in the true sense. His tiger eyes slowly lose their luster. He still manages to pull out the Eight-sided Han Sword that pierced his heart and throws it to the ground to keep himself alive.
The last bit of dignity.
The eight-sided Han sword was stuck upside down on the ground.
After drinking the blood of the gods, fine lines appeared on this weapon made of mortal iron, whistling in the wind.
The battle here was not seen by others.
But they figured out the approximate landing point. The helicopter arrived with a large number of people, and the sound of people communicating with each other was heard along with the wind:
"Hurry up, the tiger god should be here. It is the body of the god, and it must be kept secret and sealed."
"We need to preserve His body, it is the most precious research material in the world!"
Then, there was a lowered voice.
"Also, the person who fights the mountain god... wants his blood and bone marrow cells... the most important thing is the core gene. It is best, it is best to send his sperm while he is sleeping.
After extracting it..., there are still people who believe that the descendants of the strong are equally powerful."
"What did you say?!!"
"There is no other way, at least save people first."
Such a voice fell into the ears of the two of them. The tiger, who was obviously about to die, had a faint glow in his dark eyes. He stood up forcefully, feeling that he was about to dissipate, unless he was allowed to devour another person at this moment.
A god must absorb the divine foundation to support himself, otherwise not even the true spirit will be left.
The gods are high above, and the higher they are, the more miserable they will be if they fall down.
Even becoming a lonely ghost is just a luxury.
But how is it possible to kill the gods under such circumstances?
He was stunned and seemed to be at a loss, and then quickly regained his senses and calmness. He turned to look at Wei Yuan, suddenly stepped forward, and punched Wei Yuan hard in the heart for the last time, who had already exploded once.
Wei Yuan's expression changed, but he had already exploded once and did not have the strength for a second time.
He was repulsed.
Flames rise.
The remaining breath of the tiger could no longer kill him. It only connected the flames, leaving a scorch mark on his heart, distorting the mark that penetrated the wound, and sealing the breath of the immortal flower, making it no longer possible.
leaked.
The tiger staggered and stood up straight, saying: "I won't complain if I lose."
"Last advice, Crouching Tiger, hide yourself."
"Immortality is not a good thing. Be careful of being dissected. The human heart is very dangerous."
He straightened up little by little, faced the helicopter in the distance, spread his arms, took a deep breath with his last strength, and then laughed loudly:
"A true man, the world is afraid of you when you are born, and the world is happy when you die!"
"Even if you die, you should die in the hands of a hero and be buried between heaven and earth. How can you be humiliated by a young person?!"
The tiger jumped suddenly, and then lost any strength, and his eyes were completely dim.
The strong wind dispersed and fell into the abyss.
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Wei Yuan withstood the punch and was finally knocked unconscious by the impact, and his consciousness slowly fell into darkness.
His last consciousness was holding on and he wanted to leave immediately, but he had difficulty controlling his body.
A ruin, with traces of blood everywhere. The helicopter noticed this place and rushed here with the people there. But before that, a long wind rose from the sky and the earth. It was not the violent wind caused by the tiger, but the wind transformed by the clear air, the wind of change.
, the interference to helicopters is greater than that to fighter jets, preventing visitors from approaching.
A girl wearing a white top and high-waisted jeans came against the wind. Her long hair was tied up and she was wearing a baseball cap. Only a few strands of black hair were exposed on her forehead. When she saw Wei Yuan, she felt that the latter's heart was still beating.
After beating, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and fell gently.
Jue reached out and pressed on Wei Yuan's neck to check for pulse.
After thinking about what the water ghost said before, the girl clasped her fingers together.
The long winds circulated and dissipated all the blood belonging to Wei Yuan here.
Then it turned into water ghost’s special cherry flavored happy water.
Just like blood.
The goddess of heaven glanced at the distance with her black eyes, and didn't say anything. She was just a little hesitant about how to bring Wei Yuan back. She looked around slightly, and squeezed her fingers slightly. The surrounding breeze became more and more magnificent, emitting a green stream of light.
Invisible to the naked eye.
Then she controlled the wind and let it lift Wei Yuan, who was much taller than her.
Then she briefly recalled, placing her left hand under Wei Yuan's shoulder blade, her fingers under her left armpit, and her right hand on the crook of Wei Yuan's leg, letting the unconscious Wei Yuan rest his head on her shoulder.
Tiger hugged him.
Think carefully and exhale slightly.
"It's very simple."
When Tiannu took Wei Yuan away and rushed to Quanzhou, Wei Yuan's will struggled to wake up due to the blowing of the mountain wind. Then he found that his thoughts were stagnant and he realized his own state. He found that the profile of the girl's face from this perspective was a bit...
Baby Fat noticed the girl's black hair blowing in the wind, falling on his face, itching, and then he realized his current state.
Princess hug?
Me! Me, I just killed the gods!
You are being held by a princess.
I am the halberd bearer of the First Emperor, escorting Xu Fu across the East China Sea to kill the overlord.
You are being held by a princess.
I am the Heavenly Master of the Taiping Dao!
You are being held by a princess.
Wei Yuan was silent.
Then he closed his eyes and fainted automatically.
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After a while, several helicopters slowly landed.
What awaited them was a mess and blood that had begun to dry up.
Fortunately, the blood in some places had not completely evaporated, so they had to collect the 'blood' according to the request on the other side of the phone.
This will be the highest level research material.
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Yingtianfu is the core area of Jiangnan Road.
The Yangtze River flows through this area. According to surveillance, it was inferred that the tiger's body fell into the Yangtze River Basin. However, after searching for several days, no one found where the tiger's body was. After the Yangtze River goes out to sea, it will enter the East China Sea, and
The East China Sea is connected to several other sea areas in the world.
One of them is the Sakurajima Sea Area of Sakurajima.
On the seaside, there is a big shrine.
On this day, the servants of the shrine discovered that following the tide of the East China Sea, a person was sent under the rocks on the coast. Then the abbot of the shrine discovered that the person had extremely strong aura characteristics. Although he was dying,
But there is no doubt that this is a powerful creature from that ancient land.
And he was almost in a state of death.
The shrine here is dedicated to the mountain deity of Mount Fuji, Hanana no Kaiyehime.
The shrine maiden and the servant of the god bound the dying creature and took him to see the mountain god Kohana no Kaiyeji. Then the mountain god of Mount Fuji finally recognized the extremely weak but extremely pure divinity, and his face
Change, found his father, and brought him here.
That is Oyamatsumi, the mountain god born from the union of the gods Izanagi and Izanami.
Oyama Tsumi looked at the man lying on the ground in shock.
Seeing that his whole body was swollen with water and he was dying. No, even dying could not describe his state. He was almost a corpse. It was just that his own will had a trace of vitality left, and the pure divinity overflowing around him made the mountains
Jin Jian's heart was full of greed, but there was also a trace of vigilance and caution.
Not all news about the war that occurred on Jiangnan Road in Shenzhou a few days ago has been blocked.
Oyama Tsumi also knows this.
So faced with such a huge temptation, he was still wary and gestured left and right.
A servant of the god stepped forward, holding the wooden stick used by the gods to punish sinners, and struck the man in black hard on the left and right, hitting his arms, legs, feet, and even his forehead, I don’t know how many times.
This time, his limbs were almost torn off, and his head was wounded, causing blood to flow out. The two servants of the gods were panting from exhaustion, but the man still showed no reaction.
He also asked the witch to come forward, dip some wheat ears into the blessed water, and sprinkle it on the man's body.
It made a hissing sound, but it stung and itched so much that the man in black had no reaction at all.
In the end, he even poured the stuff on that person's face in an insulting manner, but the other person's expression didn't even change at all.
On the contrary, a divine servant accidentally touched his body, causing him to sway. His arms spread out, and a few beads fell from his arms, spinning around. They were relics, and they exuded extremely rich fragrance.
Divinity, obviously the divinity that was entangled in this man just now comes from this relic.
Oyama Jinjian was completely relieved, and then stepped forward to get the relic, hoping to absorb the power from the ancient land, so as to increase his own strength and occupy a high enough position in the coming troubled times.
It is not even impossible to take this as an opportunity to steal and devour the divinity of that land just like the Buddhas in the past.
Just when he couldn't help but think about it, suddenly.
The other hand raised up and grabbed him tightly.
Oyamajin's pupils shrank, and he opened his eyes when he saw the corpse lying on the ground. Those light yellow pupils had long been dimmed, but at this moment they exuded an unspeakable evil spirit. Oyamajin was frightened and angry,
He pulled out his sacred weapon and smashed it on the forehead of the man in front of him.
But the other party refused to evade or retreat, and collided with him.
Oyama Tsumi is a noble mountain god, how could he fight to the death with such a corpse?
So he retreated subconsciously.
The weapon in his hand hit another part of the man's body, trying to force him away, and he retreated. However, he did not expect that his weapon broke the other man's shoulder, and the other man did not take a step back, and he was within three steps of him in an instant.
, in those light yellow pupils, there is violence and madness, as well as the anger of being provoked and insulted.
A low roar of a tiger rose.
Three days later,
In this shrine, the roar of an arrogant tiger rises.
The tiger barely survived, but the relics were completely exhausted. In addition, as a price, Oyama Tsumi and the goddess of Mount Fuji were all sacrificed for death by him. They were beheaded alive and deprived of their divinity. As the cornerstone of themselves, he
His eyes were sneer and cold, so he could be considered a god, but he was aloof, didn't know how to fight, didn't know how to be vigilant, and had no will at all.
Not as good as a mortal.
The sound of footsteps sounded, and the tiger raised his eyes to where the sound came from, his eyes cold: "Who?"
It was a man with a gentle face, five strands of long beard, and an obvious aura of divinity on his body. He said:
"Me? You can call me, the Lord God of Heaven."
"You can also call me Emperor Jimmu."
The tiger's expression was cold. He raised his hand and grabbed a war spear. He was filled with murderous intent. Even though his body was seriously injured, he still stepped forward violently. The weapon in his hand was aimed directly at the opponent's throat until the man said the next sentence with a smile and pulled out the afterimage.
The weapon stopped in front of His throat.
"Of course, you can also call me..."
"Xu City."
PS: Today’s update is 4,000 words. Then I need to take time off to revise the next outline and push the line...
The first loop has been closed, so the chapter title is "Elixir of Death", not just Yuan, but also Xu Shi, although a new loop has been opened.
An, the Tiger's ending is already doomed, but for the sake of the plot, he still needs to be a tool man for the moment. He won't have any role in a short time. The Tiger's line was taken away by Wei Yuan when his divinity was transformed into a seal.
It’s over (picture of smoking hand shaking slightly.JPG)