Chapter 1234: A Dialogue Between Two Drops of Liquid

With the passage of time, the Five Colors Mountain was gradually covered with dust.

Only dust can fall on it. The density of this sacred mountain is so high that no plant can take root here.

It is impossible for even a little bit of moss to appear on the sacred mountain.

Under the gloomy underground abyss, there is only a strong earth atmosphere permeating it, which makes the sacred mountain more and more stable.

On the sacred mountain, a special domain armed force has been integrated with it.

The Gravity Domain and the Divine Mountain have become indistinguishable from each other under the integration of Earth Qi over time, forming a super powerful domain weapon.

It's a pity that this weapon has lost its owner. Neither Lusman nor Huangtian can take this domain weapon into their own hands. They no longer have the ability to do so.

The life under the mountain, if there is life, may sleep there forever.

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At the bottom of the sacred mountain, this place is integrated with the eternal frozen soil of the underground abyss, and the density has almost no gaps.

But just under the mountain, there is a little light of life, which exists unyieldingly.

This is Lin Zhen, the once all-powerful Ghost Face King, who has been crushed miserably under the mountain.

Lin Zhen did not die, and there were many reasons why he did not die.

First of all, Lin Zhen's strong defensive power helped him to block this disaster.

In addition to defensive power, there is another extremely important reason, that is, when he received the attack of the Eight Great Hammers or was suppressed by Shenshan, there was another person who helped him share the damage.

This man is the Lord of Hate.

As the saying goes, when the sky falls, there will be a tall person holding it up. This tall person can be understood as tall, and it can also be understood as having great ability.

The Lord of Hatred was held tightly by Lin Zhen, unable to leave, because his ability was even stronger, so when he received the blow from Shenshan, the Lord of Hatred was under the greatest pressure.

In this way, Lin Zhen's life was saved instead. His body was basically broken under such heavy pressure, but his soul survived.

The Hunyuan Armor is worthy of being a top-grade armed armor. Although it deformed under such a heavy pressure from the sacred mountain, it left Lin Zhen with a gap, so that his body would not be completely broken, and some flesh and blood remained inside the armor.

However, due to the strong pressure between the sacred mountain and the ground, his body could not recover within this narrow range, so Lin Zhen currently exists almost in the form of a soul, at least his body cannot recover for the time being.

When Shenshan first suppressed it, the Lord of Hatred beside Lin Zhen once strongly resisted.

As the saying goes, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. The Lord of Hatred appeared confidently, thinking that he could pick up a ready-made bargain, but unfortunately, Lin Zhen made a move and fell into it completely.

He was not reconciled, he still had the ability to resist, but he did not expect Huang Tian and others to add a high-grade domain weapon again.

The weight of the sacred mountain, which was comparable to that of the galaxy, doubled its weight again, directly crushing the Lord of Hatred who was struggling to resist.

His body has been completely broken, and beside Lin Zhen, there is only a little blood flowing.

The space here is only enough to accommodate a little bit of blood. This is true for the Lord of Hatred, and so is Lin Zhen.

Neither of them died, but they couldn't really be resurrected. They could only exist in the form of blood. They looked at each other disliked, but they couldn't do anything to their opponents.

Lin Zhen had swallowed the Juggernaut's Essence, and there was a period of weakness, but now his body can't recover, so it doesn't matter whether he is weak or not.

At the very beginning of entering the bottom of the holy mountain, the Lord of Hatred taunted Lin Zhen vigorously.

"Little bastard, what's the matter? Was it a waste of effort? You thought that swallowing the master's fluid would kill me, but I still survived. Now you are just a drop of blood, what else can you do to me?"

Facing the ridicule of the Lord of Hate, Lin Zhen sneered.

"It's really ridiculous. You are nothing more than a liquid, and you still have the mood to laugh at me? You rushed out thinking you were very strong,

In the end, when I had the upper hand, I was dragged into the quilt by Lao Tzu. If I can't get out, can you get out? If I were you, I'd just throw myself against my own wall and evaporate, so as not to be ashamed of being alive. "

The proud Lord of Hatred was furious: "You are really courting death. At this point, you are still playing tricks on me. When our other Lords of the Abyss arrive, it will be the time for me to escape. At that time... . . ”

"Okay, okay, don't daydream, if I'm not wrong, unless you are really dead, other abyss masters can sense it, right now you are still alive as a little tadpole, they feel If not, birds don’t shit here, and the dimensional universe cannot receive radio waves, so you can rest assured and prepare to watch the scenery of a hundred trillion years here.”

The Lord of Hate is not a fool, of course he can understand what the little tadpole means, and his poisonous tongue towards Lin Zhen makes his seven orifices smoke.

"Anyway, you are also a god king, don't you feel that you have lost your identity by saying such things?"

"Hehe! This is really a coincidence. I might as well tell you that I am actually just a midgod. I haven't even reached the level of a highgod. What kind of god king is I? Is the God of God surprised to this extent? Are you happy? Surprised or not?"

Hearing Lin Zhen's words, the Lord of Hatred froze for a moment, and then became furious.

If he had fought with a powerful god king to this extent, he would have admitted it, but he was almost killed by a middle god, how could the Lord of Hatred accept it.

He growled, wanting to scold Lin Zhen angrily.

Although he is much stronger than Lin Zhen, but if you want to swear, the ten masters of hatred are not Lin Zhen's opponent.

After being baptized by five thousand years of civilization and being reborn for a lifetime, Lin Zhen's mastery of language and civilization is far from that of this Lord of Hatred who lives in the underground abyss all day long and has never seen the sun.

When Lin Zhen was alive in his previous life, he was bored. He had seen something called Shout Mai. He had a very good memory. He could talk about those things for three days and three nights without repeating a word.

Anyway, I have nothing to do now, Lin Zhen spits at the Lord of Hatred when he is free.

The Lord of Hate can understand some words, but he can't understand some words.

But after living for so many years, his comprehension ability is still good, and Lin Zhen can definitely hear him scolding him.

He wanted to fight back, but his poor language pool couldn't organize any decent vocabulary at all.

Often when Lin Zhen spat blood on his head and blushed and his neck was thick, he couldn't help but understand the meaning of Lin Zhen's words, and after understanding, he became angry again.

Of course, it's a useless annoyance.

The communication between the two is a communication of spiritual power. The sun, moon and star ring on Lin Zhen's head is almost embedded in the soil. Lin Zhen can still spray him continuously with the help of this spiritual power.

The Lord of Hatred was no stronger than Lin Zhen in terms of mental strength, so he fought back vigorously. Every day, Lin Zhen's words buzzed like flies in his spiritual consciousness, driving him almost crazy.

He had no possibility of cultivation at all, and in the end, he simply closed his spiritual knowledge, preferring to be a dumb gourd, and he was unwilling to communicate even a word with Lin Zhen.

No one came to rescue him, he was almost desperate, he could only wait here, waiting for the day when he would see the sun again, at that time, he swore that he would stay far away from this troll and never see this person again.

After finally getting rid of the Lord of Hatred, Lin Zhen did not sit still.

This catastrophe that was crushed under the mountain of God may not necessarily be a real catastrophe.

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