The Evil God's Immortal Grass (1)
Translator: 549690339
It was impossible for the evil god to not be moved.
He had seen his seven incarnations fail their tribulations for the same woman.
The incarnations were all him, and he was also an incarnation.
He only extracted a wisp of his soul to follow beside his incarnation.
He could only watch helplessly as the first seven incarnations were destroyed.
When it was the eighth one, it almost used up all of his spiritual energy. With the help of the disciples from all realms, he was able to communicate in Lu huaijiang's sea of consciousness.
However, he still couldn't avoid it.
"Sigh, I've passed through tens of millions of years of boring cultivation. Why couldn't he pass the Tribulation? Why is it that every time I see her, it's like I'm a dog that has seen sh * t?" The evil god was extremely irritated.
Lu Huaijiang's black hair was slightly wet. She had just washed her hair and it was draped over her shoulders.