"I don't agree! Why do we have to cut off the road to becoming the God of Martial God? Why do we completely separate us from this desperate land?! Can we just be like pigs and dogs? I don't agree...!!
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Ye Shaohao seemed to see a gray-haired old man whistling to the sky in this Zen room, with turbid tears flowing.
This is an ancient warrior who has already reached the realm of a martial god and has only waited for one day to break through the sky, but he can only silently endure the erosion of time here.
"In the road of martial arts, I have been alone for a thousand years, but it will be empty in the end! If possible, I really thought of the divine realm, why did I harm the people in my lower realm so much?! Could it be that we are really just a life of pigs and dogs?!
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The voice of Venerable Chi Mu was still circling in Ye Shaohao's ears, but it made Ye Shaohao feel a deep sadness.
"What, you are already a martial god? But there is no way to ascend to the divine realm?!" Ye Shaohao was stunned and seemed extremely excited.
Ascending to the divine realm is their lifelong wish!
They left their hometown and asked God for help, stayed away from their lovers and became close relatives, and eventually became cold-blooded people. What was they thinking about?
You are still trying to ascend to the divine realm and become the immortal martial god!
Ye Shaohao seemed to understand what the Venerable Chi Mu was thinking in front of him. The wish in his heart could not be realized, so he could only spend the rest of his life silently here and endure the loneliness of thousands of years. The feeling must not be good.
"Boy, do you think there is immortality in this world..."
Although the Venerable was so weak that he could hardly send a message to Ye Shaohao, it would take a long time to send a message to Ye Shaohao, and the interval was getting longer and longer. Obviously, this voice transmission had become a blessing to this Venerable
Extremely consumed.
Eternal life?
Isn’t what warriors pursue to be sick and never grow old?
However, how many warriors can truly live forever?
They either died in the murderous state of each other, or they aged and died in the despair of their inability to improve their cultivation!
"Eternal life? Maybe those martial gods are...
Ye Shaohao pondered, but as soon as he finished speaking, Ye Shaohao raised his head high and curled his lips and smiled.
"Go to his shit, immortality, even if he really immortality, he still becomes an old monster?! It is still important to have fun in time."
Ye Shaohao had just finished speaking, which brought about a long silence. Obviously, the venerable opposite Ye Shaohao was also speechless by Ye Shaohao.
"Oh no, it seems like I've said something I shouldn't have said!"
Ye Shaohao secretly called out badly, but at this moment he realized that he seemed to have said something he shouldn't say!
The old monster is indeed an old monster. Ye Shaohao’s words are indeed reasonable, but isn’t this just pointing at the old man in front of him cursing?
I'm afraid not many people in this world can live long with this living fossil, right?
Ye Shaohao looked carefully at the old venerable sitting there quietly like a dead stone with a grievance, for fear that the living fossil would be so angry that he would punch him casually, which would kill him!
"Okay, why would I mess with you? I'm already the one who wants to go west."
The increasingly weak voice revolved back in Ye Shaohao's heart again, but this time it was much weaker, just like the sound of a mosquito flying, so that Ye Shaohao could tell it out after listening carefully.
"You are right, people should enjoy themselves in time. They should not die in vain like us old men.
Ye Shaohao felt an extremely depressing feeling surge in his chest again, which made Ye Shaohao's eyes moist.
Thousands of years of loneliness and thousand years of waiting will be nothing in the end.
Ye Shaohao's mind flashed through what the martial god who was imprisoned in the dead city said, and he seemed to understand some of the charms.
"Senior, what are your unfinished thoughts? I, Ye Shaohao, decided to complete them for you!"
Ye Shaohao clasped his fists hard and said confidently that this was probably the only thing Ye Shaohao could do for this old man.
You should know that it was the descendants of Xuanhuang on the battlefield of gods and demons that had left a little blood for them a thousand years ago!
Ye Shaohao had just finished speaking, and heard a muffled shout of "Yeah". The old priest who had been sitting cross-legged in front of Ye Shaohao actually started to move slowly in front of Ye Shaohao. The dust that had been spread for thousands of years was as thick as a brick, one by one.
Scattered on the ground.
The old venerable actually slowly raised his head and looked at Ye Shaohao with his eyes that were extremely turbid and only had a gap left.
Although the old venerable did not emit any aura, as if he was just an old man in the world, Ye Shaohao did not underestimate him at all.
The old man's eyes seemed to be able to see his heart directly through his eyes, which made Ye Shaohao feel completely seen through, and his back was completely soaked in cold sweat!
"My thoughts..."
The venerable's voice was hoarse and he did not send a message to Ye Shaohao. Two lights in his eyes flashed, and he slowly opened his mouth and said, "Kill those people in the upper realm..."
Ye Shaohao was feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles, and his whole body was almost collapsed!
Just as the old venerable spoke just now, Ye Shaohao felt the air around him frozen instantly, as if hundreds of thousands of sacred mountains were pressing down. The absolutely majestic force desperately penetrated his body, allowing him to approach the explosion and die.
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With such a powerful force, even the distance Ye Shaohao felt on the Naihe Bridge outside could only be considered a drop in the bucket!
Just a slight anger will make Ye Shaohao, a powerful man who has already practiced the blood training method to the second level and has a peerless treasure body, almost exploded and died. The strength of this old venerable is definitely the best!
Moreover, the old venerable's request was too scary. Ye Shaohao, a small warrior who was only in the middle stage of the Martial Emperor, killed the martial god in the divine world?!
That is a powerful existence with great supernatural powers. It can be wiped out like a pig or a dog as the old venerable said!
Ye Shaohao regretted why he had to make the old venerable say his wish. Even if he just imagined it with his butt, he could guess that the old venerable would let him kill the people in the divine world!
However, Ye Shaohao could not say anything to the old venerable's words. God knows whether this living fossil will kill him in anger!
"I know this requirement is difficult for you, but with your qualifications, it is not impossible."
The old venerable seemed to see what Ye Shaohao was thinking, and slowly raised his hands in front of his chest. A faint white light changed from weak to strong, and even emitted a wave of energy that made Ye Shaohao's heart throbbed.
"My life is not long, and it is even more impossible to fulfill my former wishes. Let me help me fulfill them!"
"don't want..!!!"
Ye Shaohao's eyes were wide open and his mouth was wide open. He was eager to stop the old venerable in front of him, but he found that he could not even make a move. The huge power made it difficult for him to move at all!
This old venerable wanted to transmit the spiritual power on his body to Ye Shaohao. This was tantamount to suicide!
The reason why this old venerable, who is almost twilight, can survive until today is because of his powerful spiritual power!
It was his almost endless spiritual power that resisted the years that continued to erode his life!
However, at this time he actually wanted to give Ye Shaohao the spiritual power to maintain his vitality. He had lost his spiritual power and would age quickly. This was definitely a suicide act!
"My life has no value, it's just a stinky skin that has lived for thousands of years."
This sentence sounded in Ye Shaohao's mind, which made Ye Shaohao feel sad and was forced to faint by the powerful energy fluctuations in front of him.
White light filled the surroundings, illuminating the old and old Zen room.
The old venerable who had a gray hair had even more turbid eyes, as if there was no trace of light, and it was pitch black.
And the hair slowly faded away, and the head was covered with white silk!
"Senior, you can't do this...!!! You can also go to the battlefield and kill those martial gods you hate to the core..."
Ye Shaohao's eyes were filled with tears, and he could not even make a sound. He could only shout with his divine thoughts to the old venerable who was still exporting spiritual power outward.