"He is too stupid, no, it should be said that he is too stupid. For a woman, he doesn't care about his talent and talent, but he has to waste time saving her. Back then, in order to save Diewu, there were only two ways to choose from, one, find the sequel of the sequel, and the other, to become an immortal, and save it with the immortal's destiny.

So, we separated. He took the Black Dragon mirror and embarked on the journey of finding the elixir of the old spring. And I was split out by him, looking for the path of immortality. Unfortunately, after a thousand years, my adventures have passed and I am still alive today, but he has lost his soul. After all, I have to thank you. It is you who have made me truly an independent individual. Moreover, in this world, from now on, there is no life, and there is only one person."

Wusheng looked at Su Yan and said here. Suddenly, he laughed to the sky. As he smiled, a tear actually passed through the corner of his eyes and was wiped out by him.

"It's so stupid!"

Su Yan and Xiong Da stared at the crazy Wusheng. Xiong Da might not understand, but Su Yan knew it from beginning to end, but unexpectedly, the one in front of him was Wusheng's clone, and an independent living body with independent thinking and acting ability long ago.

His obsession was no longer about trying to save Diewu, but about becoming an immortal. This is explained by the explanation. When he was in the place where he fell into the immortals, he could let him go when he saw Diewu resurrected, but he had no expression of meeting or even being happy. He looked like a stranger, but he didn't know where Diewu was now.

The person who loves her has long passed away. She is as ignorant as a newborn, so where should she go? The lifelessness in front of her is just a body.

The one who made a big fuss in the Great Zhou royal family and seized the Heart-Devouring Gu, was the real Wusheng who wanted to find the Unold Spring Breast.

In that turbulent land of Zhongzhou, the powerful people who were unable to rest in countless sects were Wusheng, who was willing to be enemies of the world to save Diewu.

The one who didn't know what happened later, maybe it was the coming of life, but still couldn't find the sacred spring milk. With a disheartened heart and a hint of obsession, he entered the Black Dragon Treasure Mirror, quietly returned to the secret realm of Wusheng, hid in the snow-capped mountains, and guarded the thatched hut was Wusheng.

I once promised Butterfly Wu, who only left a tear, would not come back if I couldn't find a way to save you, but in the end, I was so ashamed that I didn't dare to meet each other, even if it was not far away.

If Su Yan hadn't rashly entered the thatched hut and picked up the Black Dragon Treasure Mirror, perhaps he would have been swallowed up long ago, but was rescued by the Black Dragon Treasure Mirror, and finally saw Butterfly Wu's life again.

The obsession of the two of them was in love, which made the obsession of life that was about to disappear again, forcing Su Yan to find the sacred spring milk and save her. He searched hard for thousands of years and finally felt satisfied. The obsession was also eliminated, and everything in the black dragon mirror was erased and it gave it to Su Yan.

Su Yan understood everything. He had blamed Wusheng before. If he hadn't forced himself into the ancient battlefield, Hai Qing wouldn't have suffered such a great crime to save her. Now, he admired this man instead.

And the man in front of him who had a lifeless body hated Wusheng. If the two had not split, perhaps they would have embarked on the journey of immortals long ago, instead of establishing the Blood God Sect alone, quietly developing, seizing countless souls, and daring to cooperate with the underworld to resurrect the immortals and obtain everything they want to know.

He even gave up the powerful power that could change the dynasty at will. Whether it was this courage or cooperation with the underworld, he showed Wusheng's power.

"Where is Haiqing, she is innocent. If you become your immortal, why should you take her with you?" Su Yan looked at Haiqing's appearance and felt very heartbroken.

Wusheng looked at Su Yan and laughed: "You are too weak, but you are as foolish as him. Women, are women that important? You are a ghost man who is neither yin nor yang, why bother a girl? Ghost man, even if you don't need to practice, you can live longer. And she has gone the same path as that idiot. At that time, one person is old and the other person is young forever, and who will be right?

Besides, you are a ghost corpse, a person who has died once but has not completely survived. Do you have the ability to have fertility? What else can you do except satisfy a gap in your years? Answer me!" Wusheng suddenly shouted at Su Yan, as if he had seen the former Wusheng again, which was just as annoying.

Su Yan was stunned. He had never thought about these things before, can the ghost man have children? The ghost man, the ghost man...

"No, no, I will slowly become stronger, I will become a real person," Su Yan shouted in dismay.

Wusheng laughed: "You ask your underworld, from the ghost messenger to the Ten Palaces of Yama, who can really do so many planes, and who can really do it? The cycle of reincarnation, even if it is incomplete now, is still an unchangeable fact. Even the strongest man in the underworld, the immediate boss of the Ten Palaces of Yama, and Lord Ye who barely supports the Styx River, is the same. You said right, Lord Ye——”

As Wusheng's words fell, Su Yan and Xiong Da felt a coldness behind him. At some point, the sky became gloomy. Su Yan turned his head and found that a famous ghost coach walked out of the void and quickly surrounded Wusheng, followed by the Ten Palaces of Hell.

At this moment, they were no longer ten light balls, but ten armored people of different colors, without any masks, but Su Yan looked at him and couldn't remember any of them.

In front of the Ten Palaces of Hell, it seemed like water droplets condensed into people. A man gradually appeared, a man like a Confucian scholar, who was elegant and without losing the precipitation of time. Which man in the ordinary people, without any outstanding one.

"Wusheng--" Lord Ye's tone was cold, staring at Wusheng, as if he wanted to tear him into pieces to relieve his hatred.

Wusheng had a smile on his lips, and there seemed to be no surprise at all because he was ambushing him here. He slapped Gondor, the king of the Nanzhao Kingdom next to him. A white airflow was slowly sucked into his nostrils by him. Finally, he breathed a sigh of satisfaction. All the damage caused by the space storm on his body was restored to its original state.

And Gondor no longer had the dullness he had before at this moment, but fell from the air like a deflated ball.

The person below exclaimed and hurriedly went to pick him up.

"Long time no see, Lord Ye!" Wusheng's tone became lazy at this moment, as if he was greeting an old friend.

"You lied to me!" Lord Ye continued.

"Where do you start with this? Oh, by the way, you won't blame me for causing the loss of an immortal in the underworld. You are wrong. I don't know, I can only blame you for hiding too deeply.

I have resurrected that immortal. I want him to try whether a scene that thousands of years ago can be repeated. I originally planned to let him wait for the blood-clothed waiters to return the dead souls that have been used for so many years to you, and then stimulate the fairy spirit in his body and return to his peak appearance. Unexpectedly, your demon Yuekong Immortal Lord jumped out by himself and died together. I can't blame me," Wusheng gently shaved Hai Qing's pretty face with one hand.
Chapter completed!