Chapter 1735 The Road Is Long, Not a Day and Night Struggle. (First Update! Please Subscribe!)

Under the shed as wide as a temple, there are many cages on both sides, in which countless human races are imprisoned, yellow and white flowing, scratches dripping, mosquitoes and flies swarming, and the stench spreads wantonly...

Seeing that low-ranking immortal who imagined himself as an immortal emperor, was thrown into the pot by a female dragon uncle as tall as a mountain and carried away, "Suji" and "Wuluo" had no intention of fleeing at all.

"Su Ji" shook his head slightly, sighed: "The inferior immortals are the inferior immortals, they can't even bear such a scene!"

"Wu Luo" said softly: "After returning to the upper realm this time, we must find out the specific origin of the inferior immortal, and we must not let these inferior immortals who like to fantasize all day long and have abnormal brains mix into the other gardens of the lower realm. gone."

"Suji" nodded: "That's right! This kind of thing has never happened before. This time, it reminded us."

"Some inferior immortals are hysterical."

Just as he was speaking, a perfect arm suddenly protruded out of the void and grabbed "Suji" by the shoulder, and "Suji" disappeared instantly.

Immediately afterwards, that perfect arm reappeared, holding down the arm of "Wu Luo", and "Wu Luo" also disappeared from the same place without a trace.

The next moment, the earth shook.

Just now that female Long Bo came back, her huge body suddenly bent down, and a thick shadow covered the earth like a landslide.

The pupils the size of the city gate looked at the positions where "Suji" and "Wuluo" were standing just now.

She remembered that there were two blood eaters here just now, who ran out of the cage.

However, after careful observation, nothing was found.

The female Long Bo immediately began to count the number of blood food in the surrounding cages.

Soon, she counted all the blood food and found that there was no omission, and there was even one more. She couldn't help straightening up, nodding slightly, it seemed that the blood food had returned to the cage...

boom! ! !

At this time, an earth-shattering loud noise came from outside the shed.

Nv Longbo immediately turned her head to look, and said with a thunderous voice, "What's wrong?"

The voice of Long Bo Guxian quickly replied: "The blood food has escaped, and I will bring another one to the pot."

Nv Long Bo said: "Understood."

After saying that, she stretched out her giant hand that covered the sky, opened one of the cages, and poked into it.

The naked humans in the cage were stunned, their expressions dull, and they didn't know how to dodge at all. There was no fear on their numb faces.

The female dragon uncle quickly grabbed a taller human race and walked out.

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Under the deep forest, the starlight is blocked by layers of branches and leaves, and the smell of rotting leaves accumulated year after year is diffused like substance, and the light blue mist floats in the air, and you can't see your fingers when you stretch out your hands.

Click...

The fallen leaves and branches have long been eroded by the miasma and moisture, and they are broken into pieces with just a little breeze.

As the clothes fluttered lightly, three figures appeared in an instant.

A thin figure landed quietly, facing "Suji" and "Wuluo" with their backs. This figure was wearing a thick linen cloak dyed black, with long hair scattered, and his whole body exuded flawless perfection. The meaning is a Mahayana of eighty-one kalpas!

Just as they stood still, "Su Ji" and "Wu Luo" didn't realize what happened for a while. In a blink of an eye, the air flow moved slightly beside them, and two figures quietly appeared again.

The man on the left of these two figures is also wearing a black thick linen cloak, and his black hair is tied behind his head with a hemp rope. He looks flawless and is also a Mahayana of eighty-one kalpas!

In his hand, the figure he was holding was red in color, his exposed skin had blisters of all sizes, and his facial features had already been bloody and bloody.

The eighty-one kalpa Mahayana with the hair tied was like lightning, glanced at "Su Ji" and "Wu Luo", and immediately said to the eighty-one kalpa Mahayana who was spreading out: "There is still some time before dawn."

"You can continue to act once."

The eighty-one kalpa Mahayana nodded, and then said to "Suji", "Wuluo" and the dying immortal: "You guys wait here first, don't go anywhere."

"We'll be back soon!"

As soon as the voice fell, the figures of the two disappeared in an instant.

Until this time, "Suji", "Wuluo", and "Immortal" finally came to their senses.

Immortal stood up immediately, his whole body was full of injuries, and quickly recovered, the original crimson color also quickly faded, but his broken leg was bloody and fleshy, and the new granulation kept wriggling, but he couldn't recover for a while.

His voice was hoarse and he said in a dignified tone: "The Mahayana of the eighty-one kalpas... this is the era of the Great Desolation War!"

"Suji" and "Wuluo" looked indifferently, they lowered their eyes and glanced at him, "Suji" said: "Inferior immortal, you don't need to say that."

"The two who shot just now are both one of the immortal emperors who created the Nine Sects of Illusion."

The immortal smiled coldly, and immediately said, "That's not necessarily the case!"

"Although I haven't seen those nine in the upper realm, I have heard about the whole story of the Primordial War..."

Seeing that the inferior immortal was about to start fantasizing again, "Wu Luo" immediately interrupted with earnestness and earnestness: "Inferior immortals, there is a saying in the common world. If you don't accumulate steps, you can't reach thousands of miles; if you don't accumulate small streams, you can't form rivers and seas."

"The avenue is long, not a day and night struggle."

"Rice, you have to eat one bite at a time, don't rush for success!"

"Eager for quick success and quick profit, so high-minded, it is the easiest to breed demons, so that the mind is lost, the heart of the Tao is dusty, and it is difficult to distinguish between reality and fantasy."

"The so-called upper realm things you mentioned are unheard of by the two immortal emperors."

"Obviously, these are all figments of your imagination."

"If you go on like this, you will only sink deeper and deeper into your own fantasy, and finally your heart will sink, and your true nature will degenerate. At that time, it will be too late to return to the upper realm!"

Listening to these two mortals who regard the present world as an illusion, indulge in delusions, and get too deep into the drama, earnestly and seemingly admonish themselves not to get too deep into the drama, the immortal was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to reply.

At this moment, "Suji" and "Wuluo" suddenly seemed to hear something, and they couldn't help but glance at each other.

Immediately, "Suji" replied directly: "Immortal Emperor 'Chuiyu', where are you?"

"Wu Luo" also said: "Immortal Emperor 'Chuiyu', we are the third batch to enter the game."

"There are only three people in total."

"I, 'Su Ji', also has a lower-level immortal whose name I don't know."

The moment the voice fell, the immortal suddenly thought of something, and said immediately: "Don't respond!"

"The person who communicated with you is not the person you think!"

"Suji" and "Wuluo" ignored the fantasies of this inferior immortal at all, and continued to speak calmly and calmly: "Everything is going well with us here, and we haven't encountered any danger!"

"This chess game is indeed a bit unexpected."

"However, we are not comparable to those inferior immortals!"

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