The red sun is round, and the sunset dyes layer by layer of clouds red and inlaids with golden edges, even the mountains are bright red.
Each person and tiger head-to-head got together and talked a lot.
From the mouth of the two-winged golden tiger, Wang Hao has a deeper understanding of this blessed land.
This is a space created by the human powers of ancient times, with unique rules of this world.
The species living here are very sad. To put it bluntly, they are used for the young geniuses of the human race to practice, like poultry raised in captivity.
If your cultivation reaches a certain level, it will be wiped out by the rules of heaven and earth and become ashes.
They cannot escape, die old or be erased, and their fate is very sad.
Only when the blessing of the cave heaven is opened and this world is connected with the external space can they have the opportunity to go out.
That is to recognize the human monks as the main one and take them out with the help of the human monks’ space magic weapons.
This is the only way, if they rush to the exit alone, they will still be erased.
This is not only a place for the training of the ancient human race, but also a place where human geniuses collect mounts and battle pets.
"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away all the heroes. I am kept here, witnessing the rise of one genius after another, and then erased and turned into dust. The glory fell to pieces and finally turned into a pile of bones. Alas...
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"There are too many deaths and regrets here that are difficult to tell others."
The golden tiger man stood up and looked at the void in the distance, feeling a lot of emotion and sad.
It seemed to turn into an old man who was recalling the past and sighing.
Wang Hao was frightened when he heard this. This tiger had witnessed so many times and had survived for a long time. It was definitely not like the minor it said, and it might be an old monster.
"How old are you?" Wang Hao asked.
The two-winged golden tiger thought for a while and said with a confused look on his face: "I don't know how old I am, it seems that I existed as soon as this space was opened."
Wang Hao was shocked: "Then you have lived for millions of years, an old monster!"
"You are the old monster, your whole family is the old monster."
The two-winged golden tiger looked at Wang Hao with a bad look and said seriously: "Maybe it won't be that long, maybe it may have lived for 100,000 years, or maybe it may have been 100,000 years."
"That's still an old monster!" Wang Hao was speechless.
"Boy, pay attention to your words." The golden tiger with two wings grinded its teeth and its eyes were full of evil light.
Wang Hao didn't mean to pinch it, and his tone was gentle: "I'm very curious, why haven't you been wiped out by the rules of heaven and earth here?"
There is plenty of spiritual energy here, and even if you don’t practice all day, your cultivation will slowly rise. Not to mention ten thousand years, staying here for a thousand years may surpass the Xuan level.
"Of course I have been erased, not ten thousand times, and one thousand times."
The two-winged golden tiger tells some secrets about itself.
"But every time I am erased, I will not be able to be resurrected for long, just like what you humans say about reincarnation. I die and resurrect and die, and it will be repeated, boring and boring."
Dead and live, live and die?
Wang Hao was shocked, what kind of strange life is this?
"I suspect you are bragging." Wang Hao didn't believe it at all.
The two-winged golden tiger has a serious expression: "I didn't joke with you, the reality is that way. Sometimes I am incredible. I have seen too many seeds of awesome, but unfortunately they die when they die, and the dust returns to the soil.
, But I am resurrected again and again."
"I always feel that the power of creating this space is teasing me." It said depressed.
Wang Hao still didn't believe it: "Then tell me what happened in your previous life."
"Previous life?"
The two-winged golden tiger fell into deep thoughts and murmured: "The memory of the previous life is too vague, I can't remember it anymore. I only know that the shape of my life is different in each life. In the last life, I seemed to be a donkey, and in the last life, I seemed to be
It's a horse, I'm like a mule in my previous life..."
Wang Hao had a black line on his head. According to the two-winged golden tiger, it could open a zoo with a tiger, both a donkey, a horse, and a mule.
"Stop making up stories, I'm like you..."
Before Wang Hao finished speaking, his expression suddenly became terrified because the two-winged golden tiger in front of him turned into a big black donkey.
Long ears and gray-black fur all over the body, which is as bright and lubricating as silk, and is strong and strong.
"See it, this is what I looked like in my previous life." The big black donkey spoke, his voice exactly the same as the two-winged golden tiger.
"Hold the grass!"
Wang Hao looked at the donkey and felt that the world view was subverted, and he was shocked.
"This is what I looked like in my previous life."
As he said that, the golden tiger with two wings turned into a horse again, all white, and very majestic.
"Believe it or not?" The white horse opened its mouth, and a large cloud of white mist spurted out from the tip of its nose, hitting Wang Hao's face.
"I believe it."
Wang Hao pinched his thighs and was sure that he was not dreaming.
Then, the white horse turned into a golden tiger with a winged look, and she was dejected: "I don't know what I am. This feeling is very uncomfortable. Can you understand?"
Wang Hao nodded slightly. He didn't even know who he was, and didn't know the meaning and value of existence. There was no difference between living and dying.
"I can't remember everything in every life, but I can become what I do in every life. I don't know why. I always feel that the powerful who created this space is playing with me."
The golden tiger shook its head and sighed.
"Maybe you are very unusual. Legend has it that there were reincarnations in ancient times who could live many lifetimes." Wang Hao analyzed.
"Those reincarnations have memories of their previous lives, but I can't remember anything from their previous lives at all." The two-winged golden tiger shook its head, very distressed: "I really don't know what I am."
"Don't be upset, from now on, you will be a tiger." Wang Hao said.
"No, I think I am a real dragon, a Kunpeng, a phoenix, or a Qilin."
The two-winged golden tiger is very narcissistic and talks a lot in one breath. They are all divine beasts in ancient legends and have no low-level species.
"I think you are just a deformed tiger." Wang Hao said.
“What is deformity?”
"It's just a severance." In the eyes of the golden tiger with two wings becoming unkind, Wang Hao pointed to the wings on its back, "No tiger with wings is definitely a severance."
"Damn it, this is a mutation. I'm a mutated divine beast, even more fierce than a divine beast." The two-winged golden tiger was resentful.
"Mutual, can you fly? I think it's a deformity. Please accept this fact." Wang Hao said bitterly.
"Give me two years, believe it or not, I will beat you into a deformity?" The two-winged golden tiger stared at Wang Hao.
"I'm quite confident." Wang Hao laughed.
"Of course. Because I have only lived for one year in this life, and I will be a little weaker than you in such a short time. If I really want to be beaten for another two years, I won't even know your mother."
"Erhuzi, you deserve a beating!"
Bang bang bang bang...
The two-winged golden tiger screamed and was beaten up again.
Wang Hao beat it up, he was fierce and fierce, and he could still be resurrected if he was beaten to death.
"Ah... Wang Hao, you bastard, it turns out that you have recovered a lot. You have cheated me of so many magic medicines!"
The golden tiger roared angrily, and his heart was bleeding.
Every day, it finds a lot of spiritual medicines to heal Wang Hao, and even some treasure medicines it has hidden privately. Unexpectedly, this guy is so shameless and has recovered from his injuries.
"I... was just injured." Wang Hao scratched his head awkwardly.
"It just so happens that your uncle, you liar, I will fight you to the death!" The two-winged golden tiger gritted its teeth.
...
Wang Hao's injuries were healed yesterday, thanks to the spiritual medicine found by the Twin Winged Golden Tiger.
All day today, he was meditating and practicing, refining the medicinal power of these spiritual medicines.
Now he is energetic, his body is shining, and he wanders leisurely in the mountains and forests with a peaceful aura.
Wang Hao felt more and more that he was in excellent condition now. Perhaps because he had taken a lot of spiritual medicine, his body became stronger and his whole body gradually became full of glory.
At this moment, it seemed like a divine ring, shrouded outside.
The medicinal power transformed by those spiritual medicines is contained in the body, making him strong and surpassing the past.
Rumble!
As soon as his true energy activates, the thunder sound in his body is roaring, as if there is lightning intertwined, and the bones are even more shaking, snow-white and crystal clear, stimulating the divine sound.
"After taking so many spiritual medicines and devouring the cultivation of the seven saints, my Xiaoyao Art has reached the 35th level, which is much stronger than before."
Wang Hao faced the sunset, but the corners of his mouth slowly outlined a dangerous curve.
"Now, it's time to settle the score with those dogs."
Xuanmen, Holy Fire Liuli Sect, and that bitch Zuirao!
These dogs barked the most during the days he was recovering from his injuries!
Wang Hao took a deep breath and vented it again, a cold voice came from his mouth: