It’s Too Hard To Die - Chapter 1293

[Chapter 1220 The Age of Mythology]

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“I can kill myself here, but, before I die, I have a question I want to ask you, can you answer it?”

Bian Tong looked indifferent, without any fear of imminent death.

“Ask it.” A

magnificent voice sounded, loud and clear, spreading throughout the Sanctuary.

“Depending on the situation, if there is a question that can be answered, we will answer it.”

Another voice sounded.

More than a god!

All the creatures in the sanctuary were shocked, what kind of character is Hitomi here?

What’s the history?

To attract so many gods, just to kill him.

This amount is enough!

However, at present, no one dares to move.

Many creatures knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly.

Either pray or praise.

Facing the gods, it seems that one can’t afford to kneel down and praise the gods sincerely is the greatest respect for the gods.

In the eyes of mortal beings, gods are high and high, and gods cannot be blasphemed.

Gods are creatures that exist only in mythology.

No one has ever seen the face of the gods with their own eyes.

“Wait, I don’t teach you to kneel and worship. It’s

better to ask God than to ask for yourself. The Tao is not to be found.

Do more good deeds and accumulate less bad results, and you have your own merits.”

An ethereal voice sounded.

Afterwards, Heavenly Eyes closed, and then slowly opened.

At the moment when the eyes of the sky opened, a golden beam of light was emitted, brilliant and gorgeous, sacred and inviolable, straight into the earth.

“We have already given down merits. Anyone with profound merits can obtain a chance and good fortune.

A race with profound merits will improve the luck of the entire clan.” An ethereal voice sounded.

After hearing these words, the creatures in the sanctuary bent their legs that had just stood up straight.

What followed was a burst of lyricism that couldn’t be stopped, with tears of gratitude and kneeling.

There are even ready to erect statues.

Heavenly Eyes:…

Gods:…

Didn’t they all say not to kneel?

Kneeling is useless. Even if you kneel for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years, good things will still not happen.

However, they are too lazy to care now, because they still have business to deal with.

“Bian Tong, you can ask.”

“We will try our best to answer your question.”

The voices of the gods came.

No one knows where they are.

“Who on earth wants to take my name? Who is the god of planning behind the scenes?” Bian Tong asked with a calm expression.

“Sorry, this question cannot be answered.”

“Sorry, Bian Tong, we cannot answer this question.”

The voices of the gods came.

“Well, I see.” Bian Tong nodded.

For this matter, he did not hold out hope, just wanted to try his luck.

“Is there a sword?” Bian Tong asked.

He has no weapons on his body, and if he wants to kill himself, he needs to borrow it from others.

“Of course…”

“I don’t have a sword, do you want a stone?”

Just when the gods were about to throw a sword to Bian Tong, they were suddenly interrupted by a sudden voice.

Stone?

what stone?

What about trouble?

The gods frowned slightly.

These mortals seem to be a little disobedient, they shouldn’t.

Sanctuary creatures are stunned, stone?

Don’t you want a sword?

Even Bian Tong was stunned, and he suddenly felt an extremely familiar aura.

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This breath is only for him.

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Bian Tong looked back and saw that there was a sword-shaped stone beside him at some point.

This seemingly ordinary stone is suspended in the air at this moment, and it is uttering words!

“Who are you?”

Bian Tong wondered.

When Bian Tong saw the sword grinding stone, the gods also saw it.

“Innate treasure! Sword grinding stone?!” The

gods seemed to be suddenly frightened by something, and shouted in shock, and even their voices were trembling.

Innate treasure?

Sharpening stone?

Sanctuary creatures wonder, what is that?

However, from the panic-like tone of the gods, it can be heard that this seemingly ordinary sword sharpening stone has a great background.

“Since you recognize my identity, why don’t you and other juniors retreat quickly? Are you planning to let me detain you?” Sword-grinding Stone asked.

“Senior brother, what should I do?”

“Innate Treasure!” The

gods were obviously a little flustered.

“Nothing, what’s the panic, with Bian Tong’s current strength, it is impossible to stimulate the power of the innate treasure.” Said in an ethereal voice.

The Innate Treasure is indeed strong, even if they go up together, they can’t hurt the sword sharpening stone, but the sword sharpening stone can’t keep Bian Tong.

The deeper the user’s Taoism, the stronger the innate treasure can exert.

But with Bian Tong’s current strength.

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Rest wherever it is cool.

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It is good to urge the innate treasure and die without exploding.

Therefore, although they couldn’t move the sword sharpening stone, it was easy to kill Biantong.

In short, the sword grinding stone can’t keep Bian Tong.

If you want to protect the edge pupil, unless the innate treasure is the killing treasure or the defense treasure.

“I’m here to hold Mr. Mojianshi, and you go and kill Biantong, make no mistake!” The

ethereal voice said condensedly, as if he had settled for Biantong.

“Yes, brother!” the

gods said one after another.

The decision has been made!

Battle of the gods, lead!

Open the door to the Age of Mythology!

“Presumptuous!” The

sword grinding stone shouted in a deep voice and flashed to Biantong.

“Hide behind me, don’t move, understand?”

Really let these gods say the right thing, without the activator, he really can’t protect Biantong.

A magic weapon is a magic weapon after all, even if it is an innate treasure.

What’s more, the other party is not a nameless little god!

“Understood.”

Bian Tong replied.

He is very clear about his current strength position. With his current strength, even if he tries his best, he can only hold back.

It was already a hindrance, and if it moved around again, not only would it not be able to help, but it would also cause a lot of trouble for the Sword Sharpening Stone.

“Lord Grinding Sword, I also invite a battle outside the sky. The disciples don’t want to hurt innocent people. The calculations between gods and gods have nothing to do with mortals.”

said an ethereal voice.

“Oh, I also know that taking care of mortals, it seems that the good and evil boy is not completely devoid of conscience, and treats other living beings as nothing.” Sword Grinding Stone sneered and said.

“Lord Grinding Stone, Teacher, he is right,”

said the gods, with a firm tone.

“That’s right? As expected, he is a disciple of that boy of good and evil. He can’t be his disciple without any problem with his brain.”

Hearing this, the sword-grinding stone qi gasped out.

Is he right?

Just kidding?

“Come on, there is a battle in the sky!”

“Lord Grinding Stone! Please!”

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Biantong, come with me

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instant, outside the sanctuary.

The deep space of the universe, the endless star field.

The avenues are endless, the nebula mysteries.

Heaven has a top, and gods live forever.

“Lord Grinding Stone, I advise you to give up, for the sake of a mortal.”

“Mortal? Open your eyes and talk nonsense? Do you think I’m a fool? You really don’t know Bian Tong’s true identity?” Grinding Stone was furious and Shen said.

What mortals are just looking for a reason for their murder.

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