Aunt Eleven was enlightened. She had discussed with Lou Xiaoyi countless times about how the immortals planted karma in the Lower Realm. There were many guesses and imaginations, but she was not as sharp as this little guy. He was able to determine the true origin of these old cultivators with just a few clues.
Even these old cultivators themselves did not know!
His judgment was very accurate. In fact, this was what she had been suspecting all these years.
Why were these ten-thousand-year-old old cultivators so slow in doing things? If it were the cultivators of the Main World, they would have fought long before the fire nebula. If they had the ability, they would enter. If not, they would scram. How could nearly thirty people walk here unscathed? They obviously wished that the people around them would die without a complete corpse, but they could still talk and laugh along the way.
They did not care about the Phoenix because something hidden in the depths of their souls had unknowingly taken effect. This made them disdain their deep-rooted habits. This was a step in their ascension to the Upper Realm, a race that should be ordered around.
Why did he choose this circle? Of course, he chose this circle! Because the half-immortals in this circle were the safest for the immortals' arrangements. They did not have to worry about the Upper Realm, and they rarely had to worry about the problem of combat power. They were already the top power of the Main World and were only one step away from becoming immortals. They only needed to wait quietly for the immortals' arrangements, and then wait for the beginning of the era to change.
They were the safest candidates.
Lou Xiaoyi's reminder immediately made her realize the true identity of these old cultivators. However, she still did not understand. Why did he have to kill such a group of people?
Shouldn't he stay away from them? Or befriend them? Or get them to help him?
However, after thinking deeper, she understood why Lou Xiaoyi did this.
He had to kill them. He had to kill them.
These people did not even care about the Phoenix. How could they befriend a half-immortal monster like you? The three evildoers who were obediently standing by the side as punishment were the best proof! They did not care about you. Their true friends could only be each other. Those immortals who used to be very familiar with each other were their social circle.
When the era changed, the old and the new fought. There was no wall to ride on. If they could not become friends, they would definitely be enemies. Would you wait for them to completely awaken their immortal instincts before killing them? Or would you kill them easily before they awakened?
Even a fool would know what to choose!
Madam Eleven watched as the little fellow slowly flew towards her throat. She felt a chill in her heart. She had been with him for a hundred years. He had been mischievous, obedient, innocent, and naive. All of this was fake!
When she really met with trouble, this back view was no different from the back view of another person from twenty thousand years ago!
Glutton Immortal! "Not kill!" Instead, he killed even deeper, erasing all traces, severing karma, and crippling reincarnation! It wasn't just killing in the physical sense, it was killing in the spiritual sense!
The Glutton Immortal would cause karma, but this was the karma that the cultivators of the Origin World loved the most! This was because the Immortal Court had records of the Heavenly Dao. Every Immortal had a record with the Heavenly Dao!
The cultivators of the Origin World would not have them! Because there were too many of them, even the Heavenly Dao could not pay attention to all of them!
The only way for the cultivators of the Origin World to leave their mark in the Heavenly Dao was to become an Immortal Glutton! The original immortal was gone, leaving behind the title of Glutton Immortal! The more one killed, the easier it was to attract attention. Until the era changed, the Heavenly Dao swept a glance and said, "Hey, there's someone here who seems to be quite strong?"
It wasn't a given, but the only thing the cultivators of the Origin World needed was attention! It was recommendation! It was the list!
Otherwise, in the vast sea of people, it would be like a sea of books. Who would know which one to read?
If no one recommended, then he would recommend himself! The Glutton Immortal recommended himself!
This little guy made his decision in such a short time! Just Aunt Eleven sighed. What about thirty-one old cultivators! How could he dare to think about it?
But the Phoenix's position determined that she couldn't stay out of it. First, it was because of old friendship, second, it was because they knew each other, and third, she also wanted to leave her mark in the Heavenly Dao!
Her mind spun rapidly, and she began to consider the question of how five half-immortals could kill thirty-one. But could there be an answer to this question?
When Lou Xiaoyi moved, She She laughed loudly.
"Senior Sister, congratulations. If you want to run, you'll be the first to run. Then Qing Xuan and I will block the disaster for you!"
Yan Gui was speechless. "This Streaky Pork, why did you choose him first? I don't see what's so special about him. Moreover, in terms of elegance and nobility, although the five Phoenixes are similar, if you compare carefully, it seems that only this Streaky Pork is a little inferior. Is this my misconception? "
Qing Xuan smiled and nodded. "So, not only can you not judge a book by its cover, you also can't judge a Phoenix by its cover! If I remember correctly, when the group of Phoenixes passed by us, you and Junior Brother She She You randomly commented. Two strange sounds came from this Streaky Pork's direction!
Combined with your big talk, you ranked this Streaky Pork as the ugliest one, so he's like this … Actually, what I mean is that you two are bullsh * tting! "
She She thought for a while. "Hmm, what you said seems to make sense! Although this Streaky Pork isn't beautiful, it suits my temper. It's a pity that so many people are watching, otherwise I would go in and help him … "
Looking at the Streaky Pork flying in swaying and disappearing into the throat, because of the sudden contraction of the universe's medium, the throat was full of unpredictable changes. Speed, pressure, temperature, when these simplest celestial phenomena gathered together, even if they couldn't pose a fatal threat to a half-immortal, they could still isolate people from spying on them to the greatest extent.
In such an environment, it was often more difficult for the defender, because he had to accurately capture the opponent's movements in the countless chaotic information.
She She She's mouth didn't stop. This journey was really too inexplicable.
"Why does it have to be in the throat? Can't they fight on both sides of the throat? It's not like they're small cultivators, why are they afraid of being watched?
Moreover, why do I feel that both sides are afraid of being watched? What's the reason? Aren't there only a few kinds of Phoenixes' original magical powers? Are there any new ones? Not to mention the old guys, each person has one chance, what else can you reveal?
This is really strange! "
There was a strange whistling sound coming from the throat. This was the beginning of the challenge. The old guys' order of the challenge was very old-fashioned, which was to draw lots. Of course, they wouldn't keep drawing lots. If Phoenixes successfully intercepted three people in a row, they would send out one of the top few half-immortals to break Phoenixes' continuous success, then everything would start from the beginning.
They couldn't see the scene of the battle, but they knew that the breath in the throat was changing abnormally. It was very intense, as if two giant beasts were colliding with each other!
Yan Chen was also dissatisfied. "Either we fight or watch people fight, why are we waiting outside for the result?
This trip is very boring. Since the fire nebula started, we have been enduring, enduring, enduring!
Qing Xuan, let me tell you, when I can't stand it anymore, don't blame me for acting on my own! "
Before his voice died away, a breath came out from the throat. For people like them who were used to fighting, it was very familiar.
That was the phenomenon of Dao disappearing from the sky!
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