Era of Universal Evolution Chapter 1234: 2 drops of liquid dialogue
On top of the five-color sacred mountain, as the years passed, it was gradually covered with dust.
Only dust can fall on it. The density of this sacred mountain is so high that no plants can take root here.
Even a little moss can't appear on the mountain.
Under the gloomy underground abyss, only the thick earth atmosphere is permeating, making the mountain more stable.
On the sacred mountain, a special domain has been integrated with it.
The gravity field and the sacred mountain have been inseparable from each other under the fusion of earth and gas over the years, forming a super powerful field arm.
Unfortunately, this weapon has already lost its master. Whether it is Lussman or Emperor Tian, it is impossible to take this domain weapon into their own. They no longer have such capabilities.
The life below the sacred mountain, if there is life, may sleep there forever.
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The bottom of the sacred mountain, here is connected to the eternal frozen soil of the deep abyss, with almost no gaps in density.
But just below the mountain, there is a little light of life, indomitable.
This is Lin Zhen, the once powerful ghost face king, who has been miserably crushed under the mountain.
Lin Zhen did not die, and there are many reasons why he did not die.
First of all, Lin Zhen's strong defensive power helped him withstand this disaster.
In addition to the defense power, there is another extremely important reason. When he was attacked by the eight sledgehammers or was suppressed by the mountain, another person helped him to share the damage.
This person is the lord of hatred.
As the saying goes, when the sky is falling, there is a tall man against it. This tall man can be understood as being tall or having great ability.
The lord of hatred was stubbornly held by Lin Zhen, and there was no way to leave, because his ability was stronger, so when he took the blow from the mountain, the lord of hatred was under the most pressure.
In this way, Lin Zhen's life was saved instead. His body was basically shattered under such pressure, but his soul was supported by it.
Hun Yuan Jia is worthy of the best armor. Although it deforms under the pressure of the mountain, it leaves Lin Zhen a trace of gaps, so that his body will not be completely broken, and some flesh and blood will remain. Inside the armor.
However, because of the strong pressure between the sacred mountain and the ground, his body cannot recover within this narrow range, so Lin Zhen currently exists almost in the form of a soul, at least his body is temporarily unable to recover.
When the mountain was first suppressed, the lord of hatred beside Lin Zhen had resisted strongly.
It is said that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, and the Lord of Hatred appeared confidently, thinking that he could pick up a ready-made bargain, but it was a pity that Lin Zhen put it together and fell completely here.
He was not reconciled, he still had the ability to resist, but he didn't expect Huang Tian and others to once again add a high-grade domain weapon.
The sacred mountain, which weighs as much as the galaxy, has doubled its weight several times again, directly overwhelming the lord of hatred who has struggled to resist.
His body has been completely shattered, just beside Lin Zhen, only a little blood is flowing.
The space here is only enough to hold a little blood. This is true of the Lord of Hatred, and so is Lin Zhen.
Neither of them died, but there is no way to truly resurrect. They can only exist in the form of blood. Looking at each other is not pleasing to the eye, but they can't help the opponent.
Lin Zhen swallowed the liquid of dominance. There was a period of weakness, but now the body can't recover. It doesn't matter whether it's weak or not.
At the very beginning of entering the bottom of the mountain, the Lord of Hatred was ridiculing Lin Zhen forcefully.
"Little bastard, how about it? It was a waste of effort? You thought that swallowing the liquid of dominance would make Lao Tzu die, but Lao Tzu still survived. Now you are just a drop of blood, what else can you do? "
Lin Zhen sneered at the mockery of the Lord of Hatred.
"It's so ridiculous, you are nothing more than a liquid, and you still have the mood to laugh at me? I thought I was very strong, but I was not dragged by Laozi to cushion me under the advantage. Can you get out if I can’t get out? If I were you, I would just throw myself on my wall and evaporate, so as not to be ashamed of my life."
The arrogant and haughty lord was furious: "You are really looking for death. At this point, you are still playing tricks with me. When our other abyss lords come, it will be the time when I get out of trouble. ....."
"Okay, okay, don’t daydream, if I’m not wrong, unless you are truly dead, the other masters of the abyss can sense it. Now you are still alive as a tadpole. , They can’t feel it, the birds here don’t shit, and the dimensional universe can’t receive the radio waves, so you can rest assured that you can watch the landscape of a trillion years."
The lord of hatred is not a fool. Of course, he can understand what the little tadpole means. For Lin Zhen's poisonous tongue, it makes him smoke.
"At any rate, you are also a **** king, don't you feel like you lose your identity when you say this?"
"Hehe! This is a coincidence. I might as well tell you that I am actually just a middle-level god, and I have not even reached the realm of the upper-level gods. What kind of god-king is it! How? Did I get this level of surprise as a mid-level god? Are you happy? Surprise is not a surprise?"
Hearing Lin Zhen's words, the Lord of Hatred was shocked for a moment, and then furious.
If he fought with a powerful **** king to this level, he would have recognized it, but he was almost killed by a middle god, how could this be acceptable to the hater.
He growled, wanting to scold Lin Zhen.
Don't look at his strength a lot more than Lin Zhen, but he wants to curse people, and the ten haters are not Lin Zhen's opponents.
Baptized by five thousand years of civilization, and being reborn for the first time, Lin Zhen’s mastery of language civilization is far from the master of hatred who lives in the abyss all day long ~ IndoMTL.com ~ He has never seen the sun. Comparable.
Lin Zhen was boring in his previous life. He had seen something called Shout Mai. He had a good memory. He could almost say those things for three days and nights without repeating a word.
Anyway, I'm free now, so when Lin Zhen is all right, he spouts at the Lord of Hatred.
Some words can be understood by the Lord of Hate, while others are not.
But after living for so many years, his ability to understand is still pretty good, and Lin Zhen can definitely hear him scolding him.
I want to fight back, but his poor language library can't organize any decent vocabulary.
Lin Zhen's **** head is often sprayed. When he blushes and his neck is thick, he can't help but understand the meaning of Lin Zhen's words. After that, he is angry again.
Of course, it's an irritation that is useless at all.
The communication between the two people is the communication of spiritual power. The sun, moon and star rings above Lin Zhen's head are almost embedded in the soil, and Lin Zhen can still use this spiritual power to spray him continuously.
The Lord of Hatred is not as strong as Lin Zhen's mental power, and he counterattacks. Every day Lin Zhen's words buzz in his spiritual consciousness like a fly, making him almost crazy.
He didn't have any possibility of cultivation at all. In the end, he simply closed off his spiritual consciousness, preferring to be a sullen gourd, and would never communicate even a word with Lin Zhen.
No one came to rescue him. He was almost desperate. He could only wait here and wait for the day to be seen again. At that time, he swore that he must stay far away from this spray and never see this person again.
After finally getting the Lord of Hatred completely, Lin Zhen did not sit still.
This calamity under the sacred mountain is not necessarily a disaster.
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