It turned out that after working for a long time, the Soul Blade Bow had no energy anymore, so I rejected me again and again.

With this in mind, I had the idea of ​​hitting the wall with no energy. Since you have no energy, you can't break the red light curtain. Wouldn't it be better to tell the truth earlier? Why wait until you are already injured?

However, after thinking about it, he felt relieved again.

This is really no wonder the Soul Bow, because at that time I was already blinded by the obsession in my heart and lost my mind for a moment. Even if the other party really said that, I would never believe it. I would only stubbornly think that this was an excuse. Therefore, I could only choose to say it at the best time, and now is undoubtedly the best time.

But this is just a Soul Bow, it is not a good time for Wuqi himself, Xiaodie and Walls, and all other partners. Because everyone's situation is already very dangerous at this time. Although Xiaolongfly does not threaten her for the time being, who can guarantee that he will not recover from his sanity at any time?

Also, besides themselves, all people with consciousness are almost broken by the increasingly intense pain in their abdomen. It is a miracle that they can persevere until now without dying, but how long can they last? It will definitely not last long.

As soon as he thought of this, Wuqi's face became solemn again, and he threw the Soul Blade out of the sky. At the same time, an anxious look appeared in his eyes, and his brows frowned, and he began to ponder anxiously.

The soul-breaking bow has no energy, so the red light curtain cannot be broken! It seems that it can only rely on myself. But, what should I do now?

Everyone's abdominal pain is getting worse and worse. Why is this happening? It's so strange! I remember very clearly that the little dragonfly was about to be subjugated by me at that time, but at that time, all of us had inexplicable severe pain in our bodies. Moreover, it was still so strong that it was almost unbearable, as if we were poisoned, and it was in pain. It was so weird!

It wasn't long, just when Wuqi was thinking this way, in a blink of an eye, a minute passed, and the condition of his friends continued to worsen again, and the abdominal pain was so strong that many people couldn't help but roar. "Ah...ah...ah..." There was even a louder and a long scream.

Unfortunately, Wuqi did not come up with a way to save everyone, so he could only continue to think deeply.

Two minutes later, "Ah...ah...ah..." There were more heart-wrenching screams, and many people's voices were hoarse, but Wuqi still didn't see hope. He still had a serious expression and frowned.

Three minutes later, "Puff!" Not only did the living person's condition worsen, but even Walls, who had been unconscious, had his condition worsened again. He sprayed out a mouthful of blood, his face became dimmer, and the white lines in his body became thicker. At the same time, there was even a dead aura on his face that only dead people could have.

"son……"

Seeing this scene, Wuqi's body shook again, and his heart felt like he was stabbed again. He was in pain and tried harder to think about ways to save everyone.

The next moment, his mind was turned on and he suddenly came up with many methods. His mind was like a starry sky, and many dazzling stars appeared. Each star was a way, but unfortunately, these stars were like moons in the water and flowers in the mirror. They could see but couldn't touch them. None of them was feasible.

So Wuqi finally had to abandon them all, overturn everything he had conceived before, change his perspective, and rethink it. If he had enough time, with his intelligence and his extremely keen insight, he would definitely come up with the most effective solution. Unfortunately, he would have given him too little time to think now.

In a blink of an eye, he wasted another three minutes. In these short three minutes, Wuqi lived a very painful life. This feeling was like watching his relatives slowly die in front of him, but he was powerless, full of too much helplessness and self-blame, and even unwillingness.

Various flavors were intertwined, constantly tortured and destructive, making Wuqi's entire mental state become haggard. Even as time goes by, his skin begins to appear wrinkles. Although there are no wrinkles on his forehead, his face is no longer young and gradually becomes old.

Fortunately, Wuqi did not always aging, but occasionally showed signs of aging. Moreover, after just half a minute, this sign of premature aging completely stopped and no longer continued.

However, his hair turned white, and it was not as old as his skin, and it was actually ridiculously fast, just like time suddenly accelerated the loss rate of dozens of times on his hair. In an instant, Wuqi's long black hair turned white, and the hair was no longer moisture, no longer smooth, and as dry as straw.

But Wuqi himself did not notice this. At this moment, he was still thinking seriously, focused and devotedly about ways to save everyone. However, all this was clearly seen by others. As long as the person who was still conscious and did not have a coma, his body was shocked, and he was lost and exclaimed in surprise.

"No wonder!!! You..."

Unfortunately, they were too weak. Although they were already screaming at the top of their lungs, they were still too light. In addition, while they were screaming, many people were screaming with severe abdominal pain. Therefore, Wuqi did not hear it and was still thinking focused.

However, in the end, their screams disappeared, and were covered by a deafening laughter that echoed through the world and suddenly echoed.

“Hahahahaha…”

This is a laugh that everyone is familiar with. The person who laughs is not someone else, but a little dragonfly. At this time, the little dragonfly finally woke up, no longer became confused, and was like a madman, saying something that no one could understand, but looked down at Wuqi and couldn't help making fun of it.

"As a cultivator, he actually has white hair and makes people laugh to death. Ants are ants. They are less than fifty years old, and they are even worse than those ordinary people. Hahahaha... Boy, do you know the consequences of offending me now? This is God's warning, and it is also a punishment from the gods! He actually dared to kill me just now, and this is your end!"

"Grey hair? Warning? The end?"

Wu Qi was stunned when he heard this. He didn't quite understand what the other person meant. He grabbed a hair with his hand, but he was stunned for a moment, his eyes almost glared like a copper bell, and he couldn't believe it was true. But the cruel reality and his friends' unbearable eyes were ruthlessly telling him that this was true, not a dream.

People who don’t know the inside story may not understand the meaning of white hair to a cultivator, but Wuqi knows very well what this means. Cultivators, especially those in the Holy Realm, have no lifespan limit, so no one in the Holy Realm will have white hair. Because white hair means old age, and old age means it will be wiped out by time.

If white hair is a symbol of death for an ordinary person, then it is a more painful blow to a powerful man in the Holy Realm than death, and it is a heavy and powerful blow. Because, ancient books left by the ancients have long recorded that once a strong man in the Holy Realm has white hair, this person is almost the same as a useless man.

The white hair seems to make people aging, but it is not that simple for the powerful people in the Holy Realm. Although their appearance will not kill a powerful person on the spot, it will bring disasters that are more terrible than death to the powerful people in the Holy Realm.

First of all, white hair will cause the strength of the powerful people in the Holy Realm to fall and continue to fall, and will not stop until they become ordinary people. Secondly, the appearance of white hair means aging. Although the lifespan of the strong people in the Holy Realm will be infinite, as long as they appear, they will begin to age immediately. Moreover, this aging is irreversible and will not stop as long as it appears, until your lifespan is exhausted and you die on the spot.

Then, gray hair will torture your soul and implicate your family. Anyone who has blood relationship with you will be implicated and aging with you.

In the end, the white hair will make your intelligence lower and lower, make your head less and less intelligent, and become more stupid. Until finally, you become an idiot who knows nothing and is worse than a child, and will stop. Just like a mentally retarded, it will cause great suffering to your body and mind.

This is the meaning of white hair to a powerful man in the Holy Realm. It is like a curse. None of the Holy Realm powerhouses want to see it, let alone happen to themselves.

Wuqi is no exception. He is more afraid of white hair than anyone else, but this is not because he is afraid of death, but because he is afraid that he will become mentally retarded and become a waste, and can no longer protect his relatives, and can no longer recognize them.

Of course, if it was five or six years ago, there were only these two reasons, but now he has married, and there is Walls, so Wuqi is afraid of gray hair now, because he is afraid that Walls will be implicated by him, and he will become mentally retarded and die of inexplicable aging.

However, the reality is cruel. When Wuqi heard the word "white hair" from the mouth of the little dragonfly, Walls had already begun to age like him, but in comparison, the other party's speed was just a little slower than himself. But no matter how slow it was, it was much faster than an ordinary person.

"No!!!"

After discovering this, Wuqi roared angryly, his eyes turned red suddenly, and the blood in his eyes was dense, and there were countless numbers. His expression was hideous and terrifying, like a devil from hell. Every pore on his body exuded a murderous aura that made everyone breathe in.

The little dragonfly naturally felt Wuqi's anger clearly, but it was not enough to just have murderous aura to kill people. He was not afraid of Wuqi. Seeing Wuqi like this, his ridicule even louder, and his smile became more proud and arrogant.

"I know what you are responsible for? You are! Your son can no longer be saved, so you should give up. As for yourself, I can't do anything. However, if you listen to me well and take me to get the Ancient Scrolls now, then as long as the book is obtained and it is the original, I can still save your partner. I believe you won't want your friends to die with you, right?"

It would be fine if he didn't say this. When he said it, Wuqi became even more angry, his body trembled uncontrollably, his fists clattered, and his knuckles were almost broken. As soon as the other party's voice fell to the ground, the proud and annoying smile appeared, he couldn't help but act and vowed to fight with the other party.

However, after listening to the other person's words, Wuqi had to forcefully suppress the anger that had rushed to his throat. He stopped, gritted his teeth, adjusted his breath several times, and calmed down his emotions. Then, he squeezed out the sound from the gaps of his teeth and asked tremblingly: "What do you...what do you mean?"
Chapter completed!