Reading to Become a God

The space around me was quiet, and I clearly felt the vastness of the space, as well as the constant loneliness.

"What the hell is this place?" Gradually, I became impatient. In this place where I don't know the passage of time and the changes in space, it is easy to cause negative emotions in practitioners, the so-called demons.

I soon found out what was wrong with me, and as the illusory time changed, my sword heart showed signs of confusion.

"This has a great impact on my negative emotions, and even has an infinitely magnified surname." I hurriedly calmed down and began to keep calm.

Under his strict protection, my negative emotions were gradually controlled by him. There was a trace of violence in my heart, and I did a crazy thing.

Under the light blue robe, I gradually had a trace of black smoke, which was the crazy thing I did-deprived my soul.

There are no saints, even the gods above them will have their negative emotions. When the hearts and minds of sentient beings can no longer control their negative emotions, their hearts and gods will be lost and do things that are usually unimaginable. In fact, these are all things they want to do from the bottom of their hearts, but dare not do, which can be summed up as *.

Negative emotions can no longer be suppressed, so all sentient beings of wisdom rarely grow without restraint. Even those who practice demons only do what they want, but they dare not grow without restraint.

What I took off at this time was a negative emotion called irritability. This irritability will not appear in front of me if it is not stripped. Even if it is stripped off now, he will still give birth to a new irritability when the mood and thoughts change.

Looking at the smoke floating in front of me, the only thing that exists in the world, there is a trace of thoughtfulness in my eyes.

"What's the matter? Why doesn't he wake up?" Xinyue looked at the iron flower gloomily and asked him fiercely. I don't know why, Xinyue exudes a breath of Tiehua Zhenren at this time, which makes him feel like Silk Face Purple Line Yang Lord.

Tiehua put this trace of fear behind his head, smiled and stretched out his hands, and felt my body with his immortal yuan. It was three days later, and I had no signs of waking up after I spent too much time.

This is unlikely to happen to practitioners. Once the doctor's heart is consumed, it should be restored as soon as possible. For a static practitioner, their mind can only recover in one day at most, I can't believe that I woke up in three days.

The smile on Tiehua's face gradually disappeared, and finally there was only a serious expression. "That's impossible! Hasn't his mind recovered yet? How could you not wake up yet?" There was a whisper in Tiehua's mouth, and it was obvious that he could do nothing about it.

Looking at this situation, the ignorant Tiehua Zhenren, Xinyueya took a deep breath and her face returned to calm. She didn't even know, "If he doesn't wake up, you're ready." After Xinyueya bit it, I walked out of the room gracefully.

She didn't rest assured that Tiehua was a real person, but she assured that someone was in Tailiumen. As an old man, she naturally knew something. Since ancient times, in the world of truth, no one can assassinate an important Taisumen disciple in Taisu Mountain. This kind of thing has never happened, never before, not now, and never in the future. As long as Fu Bo is here, this will never happen.

As soon as Tiehua sank in his heart, he didn't pay attention to Xinyue's threat, but thought of Yang Zixing's method. He knew that if I was fine, if something happened to me, Yang Zixing would definitely strip him clean.

That is to say, if Yang Zixing didn't do it, the immortals scattered in the Three Sages Alliance would do it. Without that kind of despair, you can't believe in an unparalleled immortal who would worship such a person and believe in blind worship unconditionally.