Wrath of the Immortal

"I just want to devour my master."

"I want to kill Beitang Mingxue."

"Little bitch, I don't want to be your clone anymore."

"..."

Beitang Mingxue looked at her with hatred and laughed fiercely.

Her beautiful face was bleeding and broken.

In two or three breaths at most, her three souls and seven spirits would be destroyed.

Beitang Mingxue was dead, or this clone was dead.

"Damn it!!!"

Xiao Chen was very upset. He was deceived by Beitang Mingxue.

This bitch pretended to make a deal to divert Xiao Chen's attention.

In secret, she was thinking about how to betray her master.

According to the master-servant contract, as long as she violated the master's wishes, her soul would be scattered.

Even in the Huntian Ding, even if she was isolated from the outside world, she still could not violate the rules of heaven and earth.

"Xiao Chen, this woman is dead, where are we going now?"

The Blood Evil Ancestor felt a little sorry and asked with a sigh.

He knew that the death of Beitang Mingxue's clone would have a great impact on his return to the God Realm.

If this bitch was around, he could ask her for help anytime and anywhere.

On the contrary, even if he arrived at the transit point in the God Realm, he would be confused.

How to contact the snakehead and find the transfer points of each family, he had no direction at all.

If he sought help as Beitang Mingxue, it would be easy to be discovered.

"How much do you know about the transit point in the God Realm?"

Xiao Chen did not answer the Blood Evil Ancestor, but asked this question.

"To be honest, I have never heard of the transit point in the God Realm."

"I have no status in the God Realm. I can only be regarded as a casual cultivator."

"If it weren't for your father's help, I would have died in the tomb of the gods."

"..."

The Blood Evil Ancestor shook his head and spoke without hiding anything.

"You said it when we were fighting before."

"There is something missing in the body of the mortal cultivator."

"Can you tell me what it is?"

"..."

Xiao Chen stared at the Blood Evil Ancestor and spoke word by word.

His eyes were extremely deep, like the stars in the sky, dazzling and dazzling.

It was impossible to tell what Xiao Chen was thinking deep in his heart.

"In fact, this matter is not a secret in the God Realm."

"Mortals need spiritual roots to practice, and immortals need immortal roots to practice."

"To become a true god, you also need something indispensable."

"This thing is called fate, you can also understand it as the root of life."

"..."

The Blood Evil Ancestor also knew the current situation and spoke without hesitation.

Now, he and Xiao Chen are grasshoppers on the same rope.

Prosperity and loss together.

If you still hide it, it will not benefit anyone.

In the following time, the Blood Evil Ancestor spoke in great detail.

There are two kinds of people in the God Realm.

One is the local gods who were born and grew up in the God Realm.

The other is the outsiders who successfully ascended to the God Realm or sneaked into the God Realm.

In fact, in front of the local gods, all outsiders are leeks.

"Wait, why are outsiders leeks?"

Kunpeng was surprised and couldn't help interrupting.

"The so-called leeks are the harvested group."

"Outsiders have no cultivation and no backing."

"Even if your teeth are knocked out, you have to swallow them."

"If the gods are happy, they will raise their hands and slap you twice."

"If the gods are unhappy, they will slap you a few times to vent their anger."

"..."

As the Blood Demon Ancestor spoke, a sinister look flashed in his eyes.

Obviously, what he said was also about his experience.

"Don't the gods know it?"

"Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it?"

"Aren't you afraid that all the leeks will join forces to resist?"

"..."

Kunpeng was shocked and asked hurriedly.

"Since we are leeks, how can we resist?"

"Those high-ranking gods have great cultivation."

"Even if they stomp their feet, they can crush leeks."

"..."

The Blood Demon Ancestor smiled bitterly and said helplessly.

"Is the difference in cultivation so big?"

"Although ants are small, they can make a lot when they gather together."

"Even if we all work together, we can't shake the elephant?"

"..."

Xiao Chen's eyebrows moved slightly and he said in a deep voice.

"There is a prerequisite for this, which is to gather all the ants together."

"The area of ​​the God Realm is surprisingly large and is divided into many areas."

"I have flown for a hundred years and have not been able to cross the place where I was born."

"..."

The Blood Demon Ancestor paused and did not continue.

Because he felt that saying these words was meaningless.

"Senior, you were born in the God Realm? But you are not a local?"

Xiao Chen was a little confused and asked subconsciously.

"I was born in the God Realm, but I am not a local."

"Let's get back to the point. You will understand after I finish talking about the fate."

"In this world, the day a mortal is born is his birthday."

"Outsiders who go to the God Realm must first step onto the Stargazing Platform."

"On the day you step onto the platform, gaze at the stars to obtain your fate."

"..."

The Blood Demon Ancestor took a deep breath and told the story in detail.

On this day, the stars you see are different, and the fate you get will also be different.

In the fate, in addition to attributes, there are also the so-called birth date and eight characters.

These can determine the direction of fate and the speed of cultivation.

"There is no accident in this world, only inevitability."

"No matter how small the matter is, it will affect the future destiny."

"The God Realm is big, but also small. We can only see and touch the place."

"..."

The Blood Demon Ancestor took a deep breath and slowly expressed his own feelings.

"Old man, you have been in the God Realm for so many years, you should have a fate."

"Hurry up and get your fate out so that we can learn more."

"Uh... If you don't want to show it, forget it, don't stare at me like that."

"..."

Kunpeng became interested in fate and talked about it without respect.

He just finished his request, but saw the Blood Demon Ancestor staring at him fiercely.

Kunpeng thought that the old man made the Blood Demon Ancestor angry.

He was about to apologize to the Blood Demon Ancestor, but Xiao Chen spoke first.

"If the senior can't take it out, why do you beg him to take it?"

Although Xiao Chen was talking to Kunpeng, his eyes fell on the Blood Demon Ancestor.

"How do you know that I can't take out my fate?"

The Blood Demon Ancestor's eyes flashed with surprise, and he asked curiously.

"If I'm not mistaken, fate is the foundation of cultivation."

"It contains everything for those who cultivate the gods."

"As long as the fate is there, you can easily use the divine power."

"..."

Although Xiao Chen did not give a direct answer, he analyzed it in an orderly manner.

"You are right, I really don't have a fate in my body."

"People in the God Realm want to go to the world."

"You can only appear as a phantom or a clone."

"If the original body descends to the earth, I will forcibly take back the fate."

"Even the high and mighty God King is the same."

"..."

The Blood Demon Ancestor looked at the Dantian and sighed helplessly.

"Not good..."

Just then, Xiao Chen suddenly received a voice transmission, and his face changed suddenly.

He didn't have time to explain in detail, so he grabbed the two and flew straight out of the Huntian Ding.