Infinite Script Killing

Xu Tong's face froze. He not only remembered it, but also vividly remembered it.

"You are my first sacrifice. I will use your blood to dye my murals red, and use your soul to compose a war song for me."

Every time he thought of this sentence, Xu Tong couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Seeing Xu Tong's embarrassed expression, the old magic stick raised the corner of his mouth and stretched out a finger towards Xu Tong.

In an instant, Xu Tong felt that the time around him began to freeze rapidly. The terrifying divine power, like absolute authority, suppressed all his thoughts.

The so-called immortal body was just kraft paper slightly stronger than toilet paper in front of him.

I saw the old magic stick slowly stretching out a finger: "Your father has hidden something in you, let me help you find it!"

The moment his fingers reached out, the skin and flesh on Xu Tong's body began to separate, and the heartbreaking pain made Xu Tong's pupils tremble.

"Don't worry, it will be soon, soon!"

The old magic stick gently comforted Xu Tong, but his fingers were grabbing at Xu Tong's body at an extremely fast speed.

However, the moment his hand touched Xu Tong's body.

Golden light quickly burst out from Xu Tong's body, and the bright and dazzling light made the old magic stick's fingers unable to take a step deeper as if they were stuck on a stone.

【【Name of Sage】】

Title Skill: Appearance

After activating this title, you will be immune to all damage and exempt from all negative conditions.

"Huh?"

Although the old magic stick claims to be the Lord of Time, he is still not omniscient and omnipotent. It seems that he did not expect Xu Tong to have this skill.

But he didn't care, this kind of ability couldn't last for a moment at all: "Let's see how long you can last!"

What the old magic stick didn't expect was that while Xu Tong was activating the manifestation, he was also reciting another name silently in his heart. As he recited silently, the burning feeling in his chest was about to come out. Faced with the disdain in the old magic stick's eyes, Xu Tong could only Said: "Then have you heard of the Invincible Hearthstone?"

"???" The old magician was stunned. He had never heard of an invincible hearth stone.

But soon, the old magician knew what the invincible hearthstone was.

The moment Xu Tonghua's voice fell, a dazzling red light suddenly appeared on his chest, and a vermilion prop card slowly appeared from his chest.

Seeing this prop card, the old magician's expression suddenly changed. Only then did he realize why Xu Tong appeared in the Wangchuan River.

This prop is exactly what Xu Tong's father hid in his own bloodline. It burns with vermilion blood light and is the unique light of inherited props.

And the way to wake it up is to gently call its name: "Heavenly Prisoner!"

Along with Xu Tong's shouts, the function of this prop card is already clear to the heart without putting it in the prop book. This is a heritage connected by blood.

"Um!"

Seeing the prop card flashing with red blood on Xu Tong's chest, the old magician's face turned ugly, because this prop card brought back many unpleasant memories for him.

With a thought in his mind, he quickly accelerated the time around him, causing the holy light on Xu Tong to disappear almost instantly.

But the acceleration of time does not affect the results.

Wrapped in a bright red light, Xu Tong's figure also disappeared without a trace in front of the old magic stick.

So much so that the old magician's hand was empty.

Looking at the disappearing figure in front of him, the old magician grimaced and said to himself: "What is this?? Invincible Hearthstone? I wanted to play for a while longer, it's really annoying!"

After saying that, the old magic stick took back his hand disapprovingly, looked at the closed six paths of reincarnation in front of him, and suddenly raised his palm to slap it.

Suddenly the entire Hades was trembling, and in an instant, countless ancient beings in thousands of worlds were awakened.

"Woo!!!"

The sound of the horn resounded throughout the land, and in different time and space, one after another sacrifices began.

The screams of women and children, the cries of children.

In order to protect his wife and children, the man was cut in half by the sacrificial guards. He refused to let go until he died. In the end, he was pushed down into the sacrificial pit along with his body and children.

On the roadside of the street, rows of slaves were pressed to the ground. The butcher held an ax and cut off their spines, splitting the ribs on the chest to expose the organs under the chest on both sides.

Slaughter, sacrifice, wails of agony.

Human heads were piled up to form a high tower, and the heads of girls were tumbling in the huge bronze cauldron.

Those limbs with flesh shaved off were made into exquisite musical instruments, playing creepy music.

The blood served as a dye, dyeing the priest's robes red, and even composing magnificent and splendid murals for him.

"Not enough, not enough, more!!"

The god's eyes penetrated time and space. In the ancient and historyless past, his followers were massacred, and tens of thousands of creatures were sacrificed to him every moment.

This long-lost pleasure made him dance with excitement, and then his eyes squinted as he looked sideways at the desolate and scorched earth-like world behind him.

I saw some vague figures walking in the distance. Every step of these figures made people feel fear. Their extremely violent divine power turned the eternal green bricks on the ground into powder.

They are gods, long and ancient gods.

Their names once resounded throughout the earth, and even in their era, those so-called righteous gods were just ants.

But they were eventually overthrown by the later gods and suppressed in the depths of hell for tens of thousands of years.

After finally getting free, he ended up trapped in this eternally desolate land.

"Hahahaha, old friends, you are so angry when you wake up!"

Seeing the appearance of these figures, even a powerful god of death who calls himself the Time Lord like Shen Guan had a look of fear on his face.

Unless the youngest of these ancient beings comes forward, even he would not dare to suppress them.

Seeing these huge figures without making a sound, the magic stick silently raised his palms: "Remember, you owe me a favor!"

As he spoke, a space-time storm emerged from his palm, and the huge storm swallowed up these figures in an instant.

Then the magic stick took a look at the stone carvings on the Six Paths of Reincarnation Gate behind him, and then took a deep look at the figure of the woman on the gate, let out a sigh, turned around and disappeared into the storm of time and space...

At the same time, Xu Tong's figure appeared on a desolate sandbank.

"Plop!"

He didn't care where he was at the moment, he just sat down on the ground and started breathing heavily.

"This guy, the old magic stick, actually came out. I wonder if this guy, the youngest, also came out?"

If the old magic stick is a real lunatic, the youngest one is different. He is an abyss that cannot be penetrated to the bottom.

He has grown up under the eyes of the youngest since he was a child, but this guy always makes him feel bottomless.

Moreover, the old magic stick has always been afraid of the youngest, which shows that the youngest's strength is by no means inferior to the old magic stick.

If these two guys walked out of the hospital, Xu Tong could not imagine how much trouble these two guys would cause.

"Just what message did the fool convey to me??"

Thinking of the fool, Xu Tong's heart inevitably hurt.

It's just that after venting, he can calm down more now. He never thinks that fools are really stupid. On the contrary, this guy is a man of great wisdom.

As the saying goes, great wisdom is like foolishness.

A fool is not stupid, he just sees things in the world too clearly.

Therefore, since he wanted to pass on the so-called answer to himself, his actions must have deep meaning.

It's just that my mind is a little confused now, and it will be difficult to figure it out for a while, so I can only stop thinking about it for the time being, and then think about it carefully when my mood really calms down.

Then Xu Tong opened his palm, and saw the prop card shining with vermilion light appearing in his palm.

This is the prop card I gave him.

It has been hidden deep in his bloodline. If he hadn't learned the name of this prop card, he might not have been able to find it.

Xu Tong included it in his prop book.

[Heavenly Prisoner] Inherited props cannot be traded.

Passive skill 1: Unbounded

The holder can travel through the world at will and can easily sense the existence of the door.

Passive skill 2: Divine Blessing

The holder is no longer harmed by any space-based skills.

Passive skill 3: Bloodline inheritance

This prop is a bloodline inheritance item. When the user activates the active skill of this prop, there is no consumption.

Active skill 1: All worlds are like prisoners

You can travel through any world at will.

Cooling time: 1 hour

(Note: Although I have never hugged you, this is my greatest love for you, prisoner!)

Compared with the power of this prop card, Xu Tong cared more about the line of small words under the prop card.

Although he could no longer remember his father's appearance at the moment, Xu Tong felt extremely warm in his heart when he read this message.

Putting away the prop book, Xu Tong didn't know where he was now.

Seeing the surrounding mountains and forests, I didn't know where I had traveled through time.

The cooling time of Ten Thousand Worlds Prisoner takes an hour, so I can only go outside and take a look at it now.

The wild roads in the mountains and forests are a completely undeveloped world.

At least Xu Tong's immortal body didn't feel repelled at all here. Instead, he felt extremely comfortable. He couldn't help but take a deep breath. He felt that the air in this place was so good.

I don’t know how long I walked before I heard a shout from behind me.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay..."

Xu Tong was stunned, and when he looked back, he saw a middle-aged man with disheveled hair chasing him quickly.

Seeing this, Xu Tong slowed down his pace. After the other party caught up with him, he saw this man bowing his head to Xu Tong with a smile. Then he looked Xu Tong up and down and said: "Taoist friendship means freedom and ease, walking thousands of miles, and being carefree." In the mountains and forests, I believe that Taoist friends have wonderful roots of good karma, and I dare to ask if you want to go to Kunlun Mountain to cultivate immortality?"

"Is it such a coincidence??"

Xu Tong's eyelids twitched, and he shuttled through space at will in a hurry. He didn't know where he was traveling to.

He looked at the Taoist in front of him and thought: "Just in time, since we are here, we might as well go to the so-called Kunlun to see what kind of place it is."

Thinking of this, Xu Tong nodded with a smile and said: "Yes."

"Hahaha, how about we walk together in this way, and there will be multiple companions to talk to on the way. I haven't asked my Taoist friends yet how to call them."

As soon as Xu Tong thought about it, he pointed to the plum blossom hairpin on his head: "I don't dare, Master Meihua. You can just call me Master Meihua."

Xu Tong thought to himself: "Anyway, I inherited the lineage of Plum Blossom, so I can use the title of Plum Blossom Taoist for my own use."

"It turns out to be Fellow Taoist Mei. Poor Taoist Shen Gongbao, how polite you are...Hey, Fellow Taoist Mei, why are you leaving? Wait for me...wait for me!"

Shen Gongbao had just finished speaking, but before he could speak, he saw Xu Tongren running a thousand meters away...

I wanted to add more updates, but my body couldn't bear it. I went to bed early, got up early and updated early. I'll have to wait until I can catch my breath. Sorry, today's update is gone. Please take care of yourself.