Hundreds of years in a hurry
This is what Bai Yuzhe is facing now. He has nothing to do all day long, and he doesn't know what to do, so there will be a lot of things on his mind. How are the various sects in the God Realm? Did Tianxie Mozun bring the Blood Moon Demon Sect to kill him
Will my two wives, as well as my master and friends feel sad after learning about my accident
If the Blood Moon Demon Sect attacks aggressively again, will the major sects be able to stop it
He even thought of his relatives and friends in the human world, are the Eighteenth Blood Guards still around? If one of them can become a demigod, with the help of the formation left by him, he can still live, right? I'm afraid that my Wangnianjiao Dulong Venerable has already traveled westward
All kinds of things, if you think too much, your mind will be confused, and you will even have various negative emotions such as panic and fear...
Before he knew it, hundreds of years had passed, Bai Yuzhe looked much older and haggard than before, his face was full of unshaven beards, and even some wrinkles appeared.
And the breath on his body is far less powerful than before. His strength is deteriorating, his life is only a few hundred years left, but he has no way to calculate the passage of time.
There is no distinction between day and night here, there is just darkness...
During the hundreds of years of being unable to cultivate, Bai Yuzhe tried alchemy. Although he no longer has the Jiulongding, he still has a spare alchemy furnace. As a result, alchemy can be practiced, but because of the end of various avenues here, the efficiency and quality of his alchemy are much worse, and there is no way to refine it for a long time.
He tried to delve into the formation method, but the formation method can be regarded as a great way. In the end of the way of heaven, there is also the end of the way of formation method, and there is no way to proceed.
He tried to climb up from this rock wall to see if he could climb out of Luoshenyuan directly, but he still failed. If you can get out by crawling, there are always people in history who can think of this.
"It seems that I will die in this abyss of falling gods like these people. What else can I do? What else can I try?" Bai Yuzhe's haggard face was blank.
He didn't want to die, but he didn't know how to live, and his strength was useless at all.
At this time, the battle outside the Lieyang Sect is still going on. Hundreds of years have passed, and this battle is still not over. After hundreds of years, I don't know how many people have died. There are strong and weak people.
On the way, Tianxie Mozun actually tried to break through from other places. He didn't want to continue fighting with the major sects here. He wanted to go to the places where the masters of the sects had been transferred away and destroy their lairs. The method is to divide the power of the various sects.
But they couldn't do it. After all, this was the territory of the major sects. They were able to transmit formations, but the Blood Moon Demon Cult could not.
Therefore, in the end, they could only die like this. Generally speaking, the major sects suffered more serious losses.
But hundreds of years have passed, and the two sides are also cultivating their own geniuses. The base numbers of the major sects are here, and the number of newly cultivated geniuses is definitely not as good as this side. This battle is the best whetstone. It's just that the death rate is too high.
During this period, even Venerable Tianji almost died in battle, the degree of danger can be imagined.
(end of this chapter)