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Volume 5: The Sorrow of the Setting Sun Chapter 350: Poison God (Part 2)
¡°Little fur ball, come back quickly!¡± Mu Yi ordered. He also agreed with Death that this place was too strange to stay for long.
"Besides, he is already thousands of miles away from where the formation is set up. This is all the result of the little fur ball taking him to follow the poisonous mist and flying all the way.
The little furball didn¡¯t react, and was still taking the drug madly.
Mu Yi frowned and urged again.
As a result, the little fur ball made a squeaking sound, which seemed to be very painful.
Mu Yi looked at it intently and was shocked!
It turns out that these poisonous mists are actively pouring into the little fur ball. The little fur ball wants to leave, but the poisonous mist blocks its whole body, making it unable to move, and even unable to close its big mouth!
Mu Yi hurriedly took action. He opened his mouth and sprayed out, and a golden flame suddenly spurted out, straight into the poisonous mist. It was the famous Golden Crow True Fire.
The Golden Crow True Fire is known as the demon clan¡¯s first magical power of fire, and it can burn almost anything! As soon as this fire came out, it did push away some poisonous mist, but those poisonous mist actually had the ability to continue to grow, faintly competing with the Golden Crow True Fire.
Mu Yi fiercely activated his true energy, and the Golden Crow True Fire suddenly became much stronger, forcing the poisonous mist back several feet.
"Wait a minute!" Death suddenly said: "Friend, please stop, I think this may not be a blessing!"
"Senior, what do you mean by this?" Mu Yi asked with a frown.
The God of Death solemnly said: "If I am not mistaken, this poisonous mist is not the various poisonous mists encountered before, but has a great origin - the poisonous blood energy originating from the body of the Poison God!"
"The source of poison is blood energy? What is this?" Mu Yi was still confused.
"To put it bluntly, it is the divine blood of the Poison God!" said the God of Death, "just like your divine blood. It can be turned into a brilliant flame; the Poison God's divine blood can be turned into the source of all poisons! And I remember, the Poison God The divine blood is also green!"
"The Poison God's divine blood?!" Mu Yi finally understood, and he immediately stopped.
The God of Death nodded and murmured: "That's right! It turns out that in addition to exploding thousands of poisonous breaths, the Poison God also survived some divine blood. This divine blood contains the Poison God's truly powerful magical powers, and said Maybe there are still some memories passed down!¡±
Mu Yi said: "Memory inheritance? If the seal is well preserved, maybe it can still be left; but after tens of thousands of years in such an environment, I'm afraid there won't be much memory inheritance left!"
The God of Death also said: "Well, that's probably the case. If the memory inheritance is intact, this ball of divine blood can transform into the Poison God, and possess a certain amount of spiritual wisdom! The god has reached the realm of true gods. Every drop of divine blood can transform into a poisonous god. As a living, intelligent clone! But if the obvious divine blood has been destroyed by the original angels, only a small number of hidden divine blood, or sealed by special means, remain. In any case, your Because the spirit pet carries the poisonous breath of the Poison God, it is being fused with the poisonous source breath transformed by the Poison God's blood. This may not be a coincidence!"
Mu Yi and the God of Death watched the little fur ball being "trapped" in the poisonous mist, but did not take action.
Although the little furball looked in pain, he was not seriously injured, which also confirmed what the God of Death said.
The God of Death said leisurely: "Alas, back then we and the four ancient gods served as the personal bodyguards of Master Zhu Rong, the God of Fire. We followed him to fight everywhere, and we were famous in the three realms. How majestic it was! I never imagined that we would meet again in this way!"
The process of merging the little hair ball with the blood of the Poison God will definitely not be too short, and Mu Yi was unable to help. While waiting, he asked the God of Death about his confusion:
"Why does the Fire God Zhu Rong want to fight with the immortals? Can immortals and gods not be able to coexist?"
The God of Death shook his head slightly and said sadly: "There is a saying that immortals and gods are of the same origin, and only by merging with each other can they move forward! But since the beginning of heaven and earth, immortals and gods have never stopped fighting! The purpose of the original fight , just want to devour the other party, even if it is fusion, there will be priority and secondary, no one wants to be swallowed, be the "secondary", everyone wants to be the "master"! Therefore, this is a life-and-death fight! "
Mu Yi said disapprovingly: "This kind of unverifiable thing, the ancient grudges that happened at the beginning of heaven and earth, can also be an excuse for the current war between gods and immortals?"
The God of Death nodded and said: "You are right, this is just an excuse. This is not the reason for the war between immortals and gods launched by Lord Zhu Rong. The real reason is because this world is almost coming to an end!"
"Come to the end? What does this mean?" Mu Yi was shocked.
The God of Death gave a wry smile and said, "They say that cultivating immortals and cultivating gods will lead to true immortality."After reaching the divine realm, one can live as long as heaven and earth. This is true, but everyone knows that heaven and earth also have their own lifespan! The operation of all things, prosperity and decline, and the cycle of life and death, is an eternal truth. Even the three realms of heaven and earth cannot escape this fate! "
"Recently, the gods and immortals have discovered that the three realms of heaven and earth are irreversibly declining, and as the energy of heaven and earth is consumed more and more, the rate of decline is getting faster and faster!"
"Especially the existence of high-level cultivators, whether they are cultivating gods or immortals, will increase the speed of the decline of heaven and earth. Cultivation is going against heaven, and this is probably the result of going against heaven!"
"After realizing the seriousness of this problem, the easiest way is to reduce the number of high-level practitioners. As a result, conflicts between immortals and gods inevitably arise, and under their own banners, they want to eradicate each other!"
"Now that we, the cultivators of gods, have lost, it will naturally be difficult for us to gain a foothold. If Master Zhu Rong had won, only the cultivators of gods would be left in this world, and the cultivators of immortals would also disappear. This is a way to slow down the decline and collapse of the three realms of heaven and earth."
Mu Yi was stunned for a while when he heard this, and then murmured: "The world also has a lifespan? It also has an end!"
¡°Those immortals and gods are so powerful, can¡¯t they change this situation?¡± Mu Yi asked with a frown.
The god of death shook his head and sighed: "That's probably what it means to be unable to return to heaven! However, it is said that if you can practice to a very high level and jump out of the three realms, you will be free from the constraints of this world! Unfortunately, affected by the vitality of heaven and earth, There can only be one person who can escape from this world, but everyone wants to be that one person!"
"So, I have seen through it all after my rebirth! No matter whether I am a god or an immortal, I cannot be the only one. Sooner or later, the world will be destroyed along with it, so there is no need to care about the kindness between gods and immortals. Gratitude and resentment! I just hope that I can be free and at ease in the remaining time, but I was unexpectedly killed by the Corpse God!"
At the end of the sentence, the God of Death let out another long sigh.
The more Mu Yi listened, the more frightened he became. He once thought that after reaching the immortal world and becoming a true immortal or a true god, he would never have troubles, live forever, and have a happy life. But it turns out that even these true immortals and true gods must follow the world. Towards decline together.
From birth to death, this seems to be an irreversible process. Even if you practice successfully, it only delays this process.
"No, there must be hope!" Mu Yi said softly, he never despairs!
Mu Yi and the God of Death fell into silence and stopped talking to each other for a long time.
" Two hours later, the little fur ball's body had expanded to the size of a hundred feet, and then it began to gradually shrink.
Every time it shrinks, a thin layer of gray impurities will condense on the hair of the little hair ball, which looks sticky and difficult to remove.
"Isn't this an impurity from the mortal world!" Mu Yi's heart moved, and he immediately remembered the situation when his bloodline was improving, which was somewhat similar to the situation of the little fur ball now.
Blood sublimation, blood and mortal impurities in the body are continuously expelled from the body through the pores. This is an extremely painful, but extremely rapid process of improving cultivation.
Once the bloodline is elevated to a certain level, not only the talent potential is greatly increased, but the power of the true essence that can be contained is also greatly increased, and the speed of refining the true essence will also be increased.
The poisonous mist is pouring into the little furball's body at a faster speed, but the size of the poisonous mist remains almost unchanged, as if it is a bottomless source of poison.
As the little fur ball discharges more and more mundane impurities, his body surface seems to be covered with a gray shell, which looks very strange.
At the same time, the sky gradually darkened. The sky in the Wangyou Valley was originally gray without the sun, moon and stars, but at this time, the wind and clouds suddenly changed and the clouds were dense.
"Crack!" A golden lightning arc suddenly struck down from the dark clouds and hit the little fur ball directly.
"Golden Thunder Heavenly Tribulation!" Mu Yi was shocked. The little furball was actually going to survive the tribulation. Is it going to advance? After it advances, what level of cultivation will it reach?
Mu Yi didn¡¯t take any action. It was difficult for outsiders to help him during the tribulation, so he had to rely on the little fur ball to bear it on his own.
The little fur ball was completely unmoved. After the golden lightning struck it, it destroyed a piece of green mist, but that was all. The little fur ball itself seemed undamaged.
Immediately afterwards, another golden thunder struck down one after another. Not long after, six golden thunder struck down in succession. The little fur ball used the poisonous mist it exhaled to dissolve the golden thunder.
Mu Yi said in surprise: "Is it the Nine Rays of Golden Thunder? Is it going to enter the divine vein stage in one fell swoop? This Poison God's divine blood is indeed not simple!"
At the same time, what made Mu Yi feel relieved was that the Jin Lei that Xiao Maoqiu faced was more powerful thanHe was much weaker back then. It seems that the strength of the golden thunder is different for every cultivator. The stronger the practitioner's skills, the more powerful the golden thunder calamity he encounters.
Afterwards, three more golden thunders were struck, and Mu Yi threw a few boiling blood pills at the little fur ball, which slightly increased the little fur ball's blood in a short period of time, and finally successfully passed through the nine golden thunders.
Afterwards, the dark clouds dispersed and the sky returned to normal; the green poisonous mist had been completely absorbed by the little fur ball.
The body of the little fur ball has also shrunk to about the size of a foot, but there is a thick gray hard shell on the surface!
"Snapped"! Suddenly a gap opened in the hard shell, a green light flashed, and the small fur ball broke away from the gray shell. The gray shell formed by mundane impurities immediately dispersed in the breeze and returned to the world.
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