The Chosen Game

Chapter 782

This time, relying on his own physical strength, Xin You could no longer stand up in a short time.

The injuries in his body were already so severe that others could not imagine.

His self-healing ability has reached its limit.

Although he has never used his authority to avoid death and rebirth, so he still has 3 opportunities to avoid death and rebirth, but what is the significance of these 3 opportunities to avoid death and rebirth to him?

After death, he will not be resurrected in the private territory of Tiandao Base, but will be resurrected at a place less than 100 kilometers away from the place of death. For him, such resurrection, in addition to making him suffer a few more times Apart from torture, it is meaningless at all.

With the spine broken, Xin You's body still sprang out from the mud full of decay, floated into the air, and continued to fly forward.

Although he was no longer able to stand up with physical strength, Xin You still had the power of true essence in his body. With the support of the power of true essence, Xin You still had the ability to float and escape.

However, what he did was still in vain.

Xin You, who was floating in the low sky, only flew forward for less than 100 meters, when an invisible big hand strangled his neck, rigidly freezing him in mid-air, unable to move an inch.

An afterimage appeared in front of Xin You, and gradually solidified, it was Shi Xingwu.

"Whether you choose to live with the saint and get a great opportunity, or you will die without a place to die, and I will give you another chance at the end!" Shi Xingwu floated in front of Xin You, opening his scarlet eyes, Said indifferently.

Xin You, who was imprisoned in mid-air, was also staring at Shi Xingwu.

Symbiosis, symbiosis with saints?And can it still occupy the dominant position at the level of consciousness?How can there be such a good thing?

All that Shi Xingwu said was a lie and a deceit.

According to Xin You's guess, if he really believed Shi Xingwu's nonsense and entered the fountain of death, all he could leave behind was his body and the memories in his mind. As for his soul, it would be completely gone Annihilated in this world.

The most important thing for a person is his soul. If even the soul is gone, what else can he have left?How is it different from death?
To submit is to die, and not to submit is also to die. In this case, why did he dedicate his body to those so-called saints who are so high up?
A sneer appeared on Xin You's distorted face because of the pain. Facing Shi Xingwu, just as he was about to say something, a faint cold soul power came from his storage. Seeping from the ring, passed through his body, and spread into his sea of ​​consciousness without making a sound.

"I am Cold Wave..." A voice that made Xin You feel very familiar suddenly sounded in Xin You's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Through my scapegoat, I sense that your current situation is very bad, and you are on the verge of life and death. What's going on?"

cold wave!It turned out to be a cold wave!

Han Tide was able to communicate with him on a spiritual level through the ghost puppet he put in the storage ring!
Xin You, who was in a slow state, was first surprised and then pleasantly surprised. The sudden appearance of the cold wave made him see the hope of life again in the vast darkness!
"Han Tide, is it really you? You now..." Xin You asked in his mind in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"I'll talk about my affairs later, let me talk about your situation first, and tell me your current specific situation. I can only feel that you are in danger by taking the place of the ghost puppet, and I can't perceive your current specific situation!" Cold wave said There was a hint of eagerness in the voice.

"Han Chao, your induction is not wrong. The situation I am in is indeed extremely dangerous." At the critical moment, Xin You stopped talking nonsense and said with his mind: "The thing is like this..."

At that moment, Xin You told Han Chao concisely what he had experienced in the recent period.

The speed of communication through ideas is dozens of times faster than through voice.

Coupled with the slow state, Xin You's thinking speed is dozens of times faster than in the normal state.

Therefore, it took less than a second for Xin You to analyze all the things he had encountered recently, and his current situation, to the cold wave.

In just one second, Shi Xingwu became a little impatient for waiting, a stern look flashed in his scarlet eyes, and then he raised his cold misty fist, aiming at Xin You's head .

"Ahem...can you...give me some time to think about it?" Xin You said with difficulty after taking a breath.

Shi Xingwu withdrew his fist and snorted coldly: "I'll give you 10 seconds to think about it, don't rely on this to delay the time, otherwise, you will die in an ugly way!"

Xin You nodded his head with difficulty, and then he lowered his head, as if he was thinking.

"Han Chao, I have already won 10 seconds from Shi Xingwu's place. Within 10 seconds, he will not attack me again. Please help me find a way!" Said a sentence.

Then, he was silent and didn't say anything more.

He was waiting, waiting for the cold wave to respond.

In his impression, cold wave is synonymous with omnipotence, there is nothing in this world that he cannot do.

Therefore, he is full of expectations for the cold wave.

In such a desperate situation, only the cold wave could possibly save him.

He didn't make him wait for too long, and the voice belonging to the cold wave sounded again in his sea of ​​consciousness: "You said, there are already several saints staring at you in the dark, and where you are now , and the star sea plane, there is still a distance of more than a million kilometers?"

"Yes, there may be some deviations in my guess, but there is definitely a saint staring at me in the dark. If the saint hadn't coveted my body, Shi Xingwu would not be able to kill me. Now mine, probably already Died several times." Xin You said with his thoughts.

Another second later, the voice of the cold wave sounded in Xin You's sea of ​​consciousness: "I'm sorry...Xin You, if there is no saint to participate, I can help you resolve this crisis. If the saint exists...my current strength is not enough to deal with the saint..."

Hearing this, Xin You's heart sank to the bottom.

This time, what they and the others provoked was a saint whose strength was second only to gods and demons, and even Han Tide couldn't help him.

The last glimmer of hope also came to nothing, and Xin You's heart was full of despair.

At this moment, the voice of the cold wave resounded in his sea of ​​consciousness again: "But..."

(End of this chapter)