Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

The old tree got up and looked at his broken arm, his face was ashen, his arm could not last a second in the purple haze.

I'm afraid that Zhao Ke has been smashed to pieces by now.

The corner of Sambar's mouth twitched, but his eyes turned around and then suddenly stared.

"Hey, that kid can't die, if you don't believe me, look!"

Talking about it, the sambar turned the old tree's head, and saw the fluffy 'Tun' sitting carelessly on the chair at the dining table, pointing to the two dishes in front of him, as if commenting on the country.

And the Butcher's Box beside him was still eating.

Seeing this, the expression on Old Shu's face immediately calmed down. If Zhao Ke was really dead, how could these two idiots be so calm.

Chapter 1027 The Resurgent Great Xia Cauldron

As Sambar said, Zhao Ke is still alive.

But life is miserable.

The dense Zixia in front of him frantically poured into his body along the wound in his palm.

It was an irresistible force, magnificent and huge.

Zhao Ke's will was crushed by Zixia in an instant, and he couldn't play any defensive role at all, and couldn't even struggle.

He could only watch Xia Guang enter his body, trying to tear himself apart.

However, Zixia did not tear herself into pieces as Zhao Ke thought.

Instead, madness poured into the one eye on his chest.

The empty eyeballs continuously sucked Zixia into it.

For a time, the two actually formed an ingenious balance.

Zhao Ke was surprised by this, and suddenly felt happy in his heart, he didn't know what the one eye on his chest was.

I remember that when Dang Chen saw the one-eyed eye on his chest, he muttered to himself what kind of unique divine eye could be synthesized with a few stamps.

Therefore, Zhao Ke believes that this one-eyed eye is not without reason. At least someone recognizes it, which means that at least this ability has appeared before.

But when he asked Ji Wusui, Ji Wusui just smiled and didn't answer.

It seemed that they all knew the origin of this one-eyed eye, but they didn't know anything about it.

But Zhao Ke firmly believed that the one eye on his chest must be like a huge treasure house.

Once you can open this treasure house, you will definitely benefit endlessly.

In the eyes of Zhao Ke, the Zixia that is constantly pouring in is like the key to open the door of the treasure house.

Therefore, Zhao Ke not only did not resist, but relaxed his body as much as possible, so that the continuous stream of Zixia flowed towards his chest along his wound.

But Da Xia Ding didn't seem to be convinced, and gave back a more intense Zixia.

These Zixia were no longer satisfied to enter her body along the wound.

The Xiaguang surrounded Zhao Ke, gradually turned into mist, and penetrated into his body along the pores.

But even so, these mist strands were still absorbed by his mysterious one-eyed the first time they penetrated into his body.

The two seemed to form a kind of seesaw, but Zhao Ke, who was caught in the middle, was forced on both sides, and his body was about to be torn apart.

Fortunately, although this tearing feeling is very painful, Zhao Ke can still bear it.

He observed carefully, after the purple mist melted into the mysterious one-eye, it was very calm, without any movement, let alone any signs of wreaking havoc.

Zhao Ke tried to actively control Cyclops to speed up the absorption of the purple mist, and found that it was easier to control Cyclops than before.

Accompanied by the powerful suction, the clothes on Zhao Ke's chest were torn apart by the chaotic force.

It was exposed on Zhao Ke's chest.

The continuous stream of purple light was actively inhaled by Zhao Ke.

Gradually, Zixia around Zhao Ke is decreasing.

At the same time, "Ding!"

A feeling of blood connection welled up in Zhao Ke's heart.

Zhao Ke took another look, the purple light on the Great Xia Ding in front of him was churning, and a thread of red blood was swimming in the thunder pattern of the Great Xia Ding.

It seemed that this Great Xia Ding was alive for a while, and it was no longer a lifeless and dead thing.

Zhao Ke's heart skipped a beat, and he watched Zixia disappear.

The true face of Da Xia Ding in front of him was completely exposed in front of Zhao Ke.

The huge bronze tripod stood upright, and the rust on the tripod's body had disappeared.

The two tigers are the ears, and the thunder pattern is the ground.

The belly of the tripod is surrounded by mountains, rivers, sun and moon, and the land of Kyushu.

Four giant dragons of different shapes swallowed rivers in their mouths and coiled around their four legs.

Four seas and nine states, a tripod of the world.

The Great Xia Ding in front of Zhao Ke was lying straight on the ground after a sudden dizziness.

"ah!"

Outside the room, Shuilu and his group were relieved to see Zixia gradually disappearing, and Zhao Ke was safe and sound, but at this moment, Zhao Ke suddenly fainted, and immediately a group of people rushed in in a hurry.

Sambar stepped forward to take a look, and seeing Zhao Ke's face turned pale, he couldn't help frowning.

He took out a dagger and cut his own wrist, putting the wound on Zhao Ke's mouth.

After a mouthful of hot deer blood was sucked into Zhao Ke's mouth, Zhao Ke's eyes suddenly opened, and he hugged the sambar's arm and bit down hard on the wound.

The painful sambar bared its teeth and grinned: "Hey~ Take it easy, you know how to respect the old and love the young!"

How can Zhao Ke care about respecting the old and loving the young at this time, while sucking blood, he still did not forget to bless the sambar with a note of "Xiaobuyiqing"

A big mouthful of deer blood was poured into Zhao Ke's stomach, and Zhao Ke quickly took out a piece of golden medicine steamed bun from the stamp album.

After being blessed by "Xiao Bu Yi Qing", Zhao Ke stuffed it into his mouth.