Lu Hen Ge was very clear about his physical condition.
No matter how powerful a physical cultivator is, there is a limit to the physical body.
Besides.
Lu Hen Ge did not follow the path of pure physical cultivation, but only a supplementary path. His strong energy and blood were basically derived from the dragon blood of the Golden Holy Dragon.
If you persist any longer, your body will explode.
"Lu Henge, do you know that among the geniuses I've killed, you're not even in the top 100? I've seen too many amazing geniuses, but in the end, they all died at my hands."
Song Ke's tone was calm.
She's not showing off.
She was just stating a fact.
If one wants to become the Immortal Emperor, one needs to pave a generous road to the Immortal Emperor with white bones. The number of bones stepped on by her may be more than the number of people in a small world.
This is why every brilliant golden age is also called a great struggle.
Fight for a word.
It is destined to be full of blood and killing.
Lu Hen Ge also had a calm expression.
"I have also seen too many people who wanted to kill me, but in the end, they all died and I was still alive." Lu Hen Ge said softly.
A moment.
Song Ke was angry.
"You're putting me in the same category as those ants?"
This is something Song Ke cannot accept.
Seeing this.
Lu Hen Ge raised the ancient sword and grinned: "To me, there is no difference between you and them."
This sentence completely infuriated Song Ke. What she couldn't stand the most was being the same as others. She should be above everyone else.
"die!"
boom!
The rain of swords suddenly became heavy.
Song Ke's sword intent became more and more arrogant and presumptuous, and Lu Hen Ge's back, which had been straightened with great difficulty, was slowly bent again.
Lu Hen Ge clenched his teeth tightly.
After a few breaths.
Lu Hen Ge stood up again.
only.
This time.
There were more cracks on Lu Hen Ge's body, and they looked densely packed, like a piece of porcelain that was about to break.
Song Mingdao's anxious voice rang out within his body: "Don't hold on any longer, run away quickly."
If I hold on any longer, I'm going to die.
Song Mingdao wanted to see Lu Hen Ge become the Immortal Emperor. If he died here, it would be too unfair.
Lu Hen Ge shook his head.
Can't leave yet.
He knew his body clearly and knew that it was about to explode, but this behavior of constantly straining his body was also an option to break through his limits.
Qi and blood are roaring.
The dragon blood in the body is constantly being stimulated to repair the cracks in the flesh.
finally.
Song Ke's sword arrived.
By using the dual effects of the Avenue of Time and the Avenue of Space, Lu Hen Ge delayed the speed and time of the long sword a little.
at the same time.
The third move of the Immortal Slaying Technique also came close to the long sword.
The two sword moves suddenly collided with each other, and the heaven and earth fell into endless shock. Everything within sight of the naked eye was torn apart by the two sword intentions.
Lu Hen Ge's body kept retreating. Although the Ancient Sword helped him resist most of the spreading sword intent, there was still a small part of the sword intent that was very terrifying.
"Um?"
Lu Hen Ge raised his eyebrows.
He discovered something.
The Wuxiyuan under his feet was actually fine.
Logically speaking.
The two powerful sword intentions were raging, which should have destroyed everything, and the Wuxi Abyss under his feet should also be destroyed.
But the sharp sword intent only raged in the sky above Wuxiyuan and did not invade the ground of Wuxiyuan.
Lu Hen Ge narrowed his eyes slightly.
finally.
He found the reason.
There was a layer of light transparent ice crystals above Wuxiyuan. This layer of ice crystals was extremely strong, blocking all the aftermath of the collision between Lu Hen Ge and Song Ke.
"She did it."
Lu Hen Ge looked at Song Ke.
only.
Amidst the raging sword intent, Lu Hen Ge could not see Song Ke's face clearly, nor could he see the expression on Song Ke's face.
Lu Hen Ge was very surprised.
Why would Song Ke protect Wuxiyuan?
Hasn't she completely inherited the memories of the Immortal Emperor from her previous life, and her body has also been taken over by the Immortal Emperor's soul from her previous life?
Could it be that she still has something on her mind, and the person she is concerned about is the Hu family?
interesting!
Lu Hen Ge smiled.
After Song Ke gave up his cultivation in his previous life, his personality seemed to have changed. He pretended to be cold and ruthless on the surface, but in fact he was still worried about Song Kuang and Hu Yun.
but.
Lu Hen Ge did not intend to use Song Kuang and Hu Yun to deal with Song Ke.
The same method had been used once in the Ownerless City five years ago, and Lu Hen Ge didn't want to use it a second time.
Besides.
Song Ke has suffered a loss once and it is impossible for him to suffer a loss a second time.
to be honest.
Song Kuang actually didn't hate Lu Hen Ge.
Just for this reason, Lu Hen Ge could no longer use Song Kuang and Hu Yun to attack Song Ke. Although Song Ke was not a good person, Song Kuang was still a good person.
"Dragon blood, explode for me!"
Lu Hen Ge let out a low cry.
The originally dim dragon roar became loud again, and the blood and energy like a rushing river surged out from every depth of Lu Hen Ge's flesh and blood.
press!
Burst!
Squeeze again!
This process is extremely painful, but the benefits are enormous.
Lu Hen Ge could feel that his physical strength was increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Sometimes one had to admit that self-harm was indeed beneficial to physical cultivation.
Physical cultivation is the most difficult of all paths of cultivation. Taking drugs can quickly improve qi and blood, and so can self-harm.
Many physical cultivators, when practicing, search for suitable medicinal herbs while at the same time destroying themselves.
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