The four swords of Zhu Xian were too intimidating to them, especially the God-killing swords.
"It's not healed yet." Luo Hu's demonic voice sounded faintly.
"Just, right here?"
Luo Hu glanced at Wu Tian, who immediately became silent.
Wu Tian said "Oh" and sat down obediently to heal his wounds.
Maybe it was because they hadn't seen each other for a thousand years, but Wu Tian found that his eldest brother put more pressure on him.
"Use the divine water of life." Luo Hu's voice sounded again, and at the same time, a piece of magic formula was passed into his ears.
Wu Tian did not hesitate, took out the divine water of life, drank a drop, swallowed it, and then used the magic formula to refine it.
Wu Tian didn't know how jealous his seemingly ordinary behavior was.
Especially the God Killer, who was injured many times more seriously than him, had the desire to kill.
His old brother also glared with displeasure and cursed Wu Tian in his heart for having no conscience. But when he thought about who gave this thing, the old man felt discouraged again.
When Wu Tian was refining the divine water of life to heal his injuries.
Goddess Shakti also took back her incarnation.
Goddess Shakti was silent for a long time. She turned to her husband Shiva and said: "I want to enter the universe to find Brahma."
Shiva's originally bad face turned even darker, "I don't agree! Do you know how bad it is for us now?"
Goddess Shakti seemed not to hear it, "I must find Brahma."
Wu Tian is right when he says that the defects of the acquired creatures can be made up for as long as the Creator is willing to take action.
She had to go and get Brahma back, she had to go.
Thinking of the child who had been tortured since birth and sealed by his own hands.
Goddess Shakti was not willing to wait any longer.
Goddess Shakti stepped into the vast universe despite Shiva's objections.
Shiva's eyes turned cold and he spat out a mouthful of black blood. The flawless white Jivasa turned black. The weather was freezing and the ascetic monks were frozen.
This is the chill from their hearts.
"curse!"
"This must be a curse!"
With the departure of the Earth Goddess, Ji Posuo and even the whole world lost its warmth.
Not even the gods can ignite any fire.
They can only pray to the sky, Lord Vishnu, the earth goddess, and Brahma.
The power of their faith either converges towards Ji Posuo or flows into the vast universe.
When Wu Tian opened his eyes, everything was the same as when he closed his eyes. The positions of the three people and the four swords had not changed.
Quiet, dead silence.
The three people who were originally looking away or with their eyes closed, all looked at Wu Tian when he opened his eyes.
Wu Tian was embarrassed for a moment, and he could only greet the three of them awkwardly: "Brother, Brother Panwang, and God Killer."
Luo Hu nodded.
King Pan curled his lips and expressed his dissatisfaction with Wu Tian adding the prefix in front of his brother.
Of course Wu Tian knew that, but he had long thought about choosing the lesser of two evils. When the elder brother and the elder brother meet, they should be treated differently.
After all, one embarrassing scene is enough.
Killing God also nodded.
When Wu Tian stood up, Luo Hu suddenly said: "Do you want to kill the immortal?"
Wu Tian's heart trembled and he hurriedly waved his hands. He knew that his eldest brother had heard his wild words.
Luo Hu nodded and said, "Zhu Xian really can't give it to you."
Wu Tian breathed a long sigh of relief and said hurriedly: "I'm talking nonsense, brother, please don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously!" He didn't forget to say "hehe" to apologize.
King Pan turned his face away and couldn't bear to look directly.
The God Killer also raised his head and looked at the sky.
"Then what do you want?"
"What?"
"Besides Zhu Xian, what else do you want?"
Wu Tian understood now.
His eyes lit up and he said: "Sword, flying sword!"
Which boy doesn't have a dream of becoming a swordsman?
A little awe-inspiring spirit, a thousand miles of joyful wind!
It feels good to think about it.
"What is a flying sword?"
Not only Luo Hu, but also King Pan and God Killer also listened with their ears attentively.
Wu Tian said with excitement: "Even if you can be big or small, thousands of miles away... uh no... thousands of miles away, you can win the title of a person, you can fly with a sword, and you can fly thousands of miles away, and the quality must be the best, and the best So that I can reach the nineteen continents with one sword..."
The three big guys were stunned when they heard this.
In the end, it was King Pan who spoke. King Pan smiled and said, "Brother, you want your elder brother to refine a flying sword for you!"
King Pan definitely had no good intentions in his words.
Wu Tianye realized belatedly that his requirements seemed a bit high and too much.
But King Pan didn't give him a chance to make amends, "It just so happens that I have a piece of innate copper spirit here, which is a little bit of my heart."
"I also have a piece of innate Geng gold here, as a way to repay the previous help." Killing God also stepped in.
Wu Tian was embarrassed again. Should he answer or not?
"Take it!"
Rahu spoke.
Wu Tian was no longer embarrassed and accepted the sponsorship from the two brothers.
King Pan offered his farewell.
God Killer didn't want to stay any longer.
After all, Luo Hu put too much pressure on him.
Wu Tian had already had a premonition that King Pan was leaving. What Wu Tian didn't expect was that God Killer actually chose to go to the southwest with King Pan.
Something must have happened during this period that he didn't know about.
Some of Wu Tian's original thoughts were stillborn and ended without any illness.
"That's all, after all, the good news is not going to outsiders!"
Wu Tian comforted himself like this.
"Let's go."
Luo Hu put away the Four Swords of Zhu Xian and turned back, Wu Tian quickly followed.
