"I, the new martial arts crowd, also understand this meaning. Everyone knows the same principle ... One day of life is one day of profit. A thousand years have passed, and we are all mortals! We've all profited, profited 900 years, lived an extra day, profited an extra day!"
He looked at Li Hao and said, one word at a time,"neo martial artists are humans, mortals!" There were no gods, Immortals, Devils, ghosts, or monsters! Anyone who has lived for more than a hundred years can die!"
Li Hao was extremely shocked!
Mortals had no gods, no devils, and no Immortals.
The time limit was 100 years. After 100 years, even if they had earned it, they could die!
This was the world of cultivation, and it could easily take ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years, a million years ...
As for neo martial, who was based in chaos and dominated the East, tell him that he, neo martial, was a mortal!
