Legend of the Cultivation God: Immortal Realm Chapter 4864: Mortal Jiang Zibo

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"You have the nerve to say~"

Piaoyue sneered, "It's just fifty steps laughing at a hundred steps!"

"Yes, yes~"

Gui Xi laughed with him, and did not argue, but said, "Fortunately, it is the avatar of Xiangxiang Bodhisattva. If it is the real Xiangxiang Bodhisattva, how could he escape?"

"Do you still need to say it?"

Piaoyue scolded in a low voice, "Am I blind? Hurry up and chase after me!"

Seeing Guixi and Piaoyue chasing after him, the avatar of Xiangxiang Bodhisattva was a little anxious. He looked at Xiao Ming who was still unconscious in his monk robe, and patted on the door.

"嗡~"

The light behind Xiangxiang Bodhisattva's head shook, and a silhouette shaped like a dragon elephant flew out with a low growl. When the silhouette fell into Qingyun's seven incense chariots, a strange fragrance rose from Qingyun, and the speed of Xiangxiang Bodhisattva resumed. accelerate.

It's just that at this time, the Xiangxiang Bodhisattva has no time to care about the direction, and hastily moved away from the distinct branches.

"This bald thief's avatar still has means~"

When Gui Xi saw this, he was not surprised but happy. He knew that this was an opportunity for him to make up for his mistakes, so his tone of voice was unusually angry, and he roared, "Looks like I have to get serious!"

Piaoyue's expression slowed down a little, and she looked at Guixi from the corner of her eyes.

Guixi took out a fragrance crystal shaped like a white crane, and there was a fragrance gushing out between his five fingers. Zhuxiang Yunsha, "Woo~" Xiangyun also accelerated and began to close the distance with Xiangxiang Bodhisattva.

In this way, after flying for several hours, "Boom~" The surrounding space began to explode, and countless incense sticks pierced like sharp swords.

"War!"

Piaoyue looked at Xiangsi mixed with halo around her, she cursed in a low voice, "Guixi, you did a good job, you are the one who kicked off the Great Conferred God War!"

"Even if it's me~"

Gui Xi smiled and explained, "But even if it wasn't for me, the Conferred God War will definitely start!"

"It's you, it's you~"

Piaoyue explained with practical actions what it is like for a female fairy to be unreasonable.

"Swipe~"

Xiangxiang Bodhisattva had already lost his way, so he didn't think much about it at this moment, and rushed directly to where Xiangsi rushed, because he believed that even the flames of the Conferred God War would not be able to do anything to him Hunyuan's Dongxuan Parasitic Fragrance.

However, when Xiangxiang Bodhisattva's face changed, when he flew to the edge of the space and stretched out his hands to tear the space apart, it seemed that the space barrier did not exist.

"Not good~"

The Fragrant Elephant Bodhisattva secretly had a bad idea, and he finally understood why the Seven Realms Returning Life Incense is in this space, but no one can get here, because if no one knows how to enter, then after entering... No one can get out!

If you can't escape, even if you take the root of the Seven Realms Returning Life Incense, what's the use?

"Swipe~"

When Xiangxiang Bodhisattva was most terrified, a forceful knife light split the void, and the knife light knocked off his cassock, but he still couldn't fly out of the space where the knife light disappeared .

"This... this knife light is probably the parasitic fragrance of the Hunyuan Dongxuan of the Taoist~"

The Fragrant Elephant Bodhisattva didn't dare to stay here for a long time, he hurriedly moved his body away, there was a big battle outside the space, who knows when the saber light will strike again?

Xiang Xiang Bodhisattva does not want to be a dead ghost.

Jiang Zibo is different from the avatar of Xiangxiang Bodhisattva, he wants to die wholeheartedly, so when he said goodbye to Xiao Hua and wanted to take a last look at the Dao Immortal Realm of Juanlian, his eyes turned gray for a while, and he knew in his heart that in the end God's punishment is coming, and I will fall into the Nine Netherworld.

Jiang Zibo has no regrets. Although he didn't know that there would be a list of gods, let alone that he would temporarily become the first person on the list of gods, he felt that it was worthwhile for him to die for the Taoist world.

But what happened next took him by surprise.

Jiang Zibo felt his body plummeting, as if he had fallen from the nine heavens, and the cloudy clouds surrounding him were stretched extremely long, not the kind of darkness after death that he had imagined.

"This... is this death?"

Although Jiang Zibo has never fallen, nor has he been to Jiuyou, but he feels something strange.

In particular, when Jiang Zibo felt that his cultivation base was stripped from his body by a big hand, and he felt like going back in time, Jiang Zibo suddenly realized, and panicked in his heart: "I'm going, it turns out that this... this is... God's punishment!"

God's punishment does not necessarily mean killing a person, depriving one's cultivation base, depriving everything, may be even more cruel.

Jiang Zibo was extremely terrified. He never thought that there would be a day when his cultivation base would be taken away. He felt his own powerlessness, and even felt that he had degenerated into a mortal step by step. He finally felt something more terrifying than death.

"Do you regret it later?"

When Jiang Zibo was banished, he asked himself more than once. He really wanted to answer confidently that he didn't regret it, but he knew that he did regret it a little.

He thought death was the final outcome, but he didn't know... Losing is the real punishment of God.

The moment Jiang Zibo's cultivation disappeared and he turned into a mortal~IndoMTL.com~He stepped on a rock.

Jiang Zibo didn't know how he got here, let alone where it was.

After all, he has lost his divine sense, immortal power, and immortal marks. He is just an ordinary person.

The mountain wind blew past, and Jiang Zibo felt cold. He looked up at the sky, and there was still a huge vortex, and there were layers of blue-gray in the vortex.

Beside the vortex, there are more winter clouds billowing.

"Is it going to snow?"

A strange thought came to Jiang Zibo's mind, "Will I be frozen to death?"

Sure enough, after the vortex disappeared, small snow particles really began to fall.

"nnd~"

Jiang Zibo cursed in a low voice, and hurriedly thought about finding a place to avoid snow.

It's a pity that the mountain is steep and there are many rocks, but there is no cave. Jiang Zibo searched for half a circle, fell down several times, but couldn't find a suitable place.

Fortunately, Jiang Zibo found some dead branches and rotten wood, and barely set it up in a low-lying place, temporarily blocking the snowflakes.

The mountain wind has calmed down, but the snowflakes are getting bigger. Night seems to be coming. Jiang Zibo squatted under the dead branches, watching the snow begin to accumulate within a few feet in front of him. Thinking about it, he was watching the Battle of the Gods just now. , Jiang Zibo seems like a lifetime away.

Looking at it for a while, Jiang Zibo's eyelids were astringent and he was actually sleepy. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Jiang Zibo had a dream, and the dream was still the flickering battle of the Conferred Gods.

It's a pity that the dream was not finished. After midnight, Jiang Zibo woke up from the cold.

Jiang Zibo didn't get up immediately, his limbs curled up together, he wanted to freeze to death.

However, after freezing another half cup of tea, Jiang Zibo couldn't stand the unspeakable coldness, so he got up straight away.

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