Over Yulun Mountain.
A white-robed figure was quietly hiding in the clouds.
If Wang Jian saw him at this time, he would definitely recognize him at a glance as the Taoist Hong who taught him the Tao.
Taoist Hong is the same as before, his figure is vague, and the outline of his face is not very clear.
The first impression is that he has experienced hundreds of millions of years of vicissitudes.
"Hey, this kid is in danger now."
Hong Daoren sighed and said.
"Hongtian, why are you staying in this small world?
Come back and drink with me."
A loud voice reached Daoren Hong's ears.
Hong Daoren grinned, waved his sleeves and said, "Pingtian, I'm watching a show, do you want to come with me?"
"Why are you watching a show?"
As soon as the voice fell, the clouds around Hong Daoren slowly gathered together, and then formed a huge head.
The head had a face with a Chinese character, a nose and eyes, and it looked a bit scary.
"The battle for the sacred artifact."
Hong Dao said.
The huge head shook for a moment and said: "Sacred artifacts, there is nothing to fight over for that kind of crap.
If both of our true bodies enter this small world, this small world will disappear directly."
"I want to say that there is another person in this universe who is about to break through the void."
Hong Daoren said with a smile.
Pingtian was stunned for a moment, and then said with surprise on his face: "Which big world is it in?"
"No, it's in the small world, the small world we are in now."
Hong Daoren smiled, waved his hand, and two stone benches and a stone table appeared in front of them.
It was filled with fine wine and delicacies, and an alluring fragrance filled the air.
Pingtian's head disappeared and turned into a man in purple robe.
He had a look of disbelief on his face and whispered: "Are you sure you are in this small world?"
"Of course, sit down first and let's watch while we drink."
"By the way, what is the name of this small world?"
"This small world is called Earth.
It is a world of technological civilization.
The theory of ghosts and gods is not recognized in this small world.
They only believe in science."
Hong Dao said.
Pingtian looked at the Yulun Mountain below, slowly counted with his fingers, and murmured: "The person you mentioned who stepped through the void must be down here.
I'll find out when I do the math."
"Don't forget it.
His fate is very strange.
You can't calculate it, and neither can I."
Hong Daoren shook his head and said: "I'm just saying that this time is his catastrophe.
If he succeeds, If nothing happens in the three realms, he can step through the void.
If he loses, the three realms will be catastrophic and it will be another disaster. " "Then let me ask you, what is his current cultivation level?"
Pingtian asked.
"His cultivation is" Just as Daoren Hong spoke, Pingtian exclaimed: "Are you kidding?
His cultivation level is so low?"
"I'm confused too, but I believe I'm not wrong."
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"Hongtian, you old guy, one moment said that his life was weird and couldn't be calculated, and now you said that you had already calculated it."
Pingtian laughed and cursed, picked up the wine bottle and put it directly into his mouth.
Hong Daoren smiled: "It's boring.
You and I are here to watch.
No matter what happens, we have to see the final result."
"I usually don't like to see the final results, I just like to calculate."
Pingtian grinned.
Hong Daoren said: "In the eyes of those guys from the Sage, we are supreme beings.
We can know the past and the future, but they don't know that we can only know the past.
The future is all calculated by ourselves.
Everything in this universe It’s fickle, you’ll understand even if I don’t tell you.”
At the same time, Wang Jian's side.
Hong Daoren was right.
Wang Jian was indeed in trouble, and it was a big trouble.
Wang Jian was seen leaning against a tree at this time, his hands covering his chest, his face full of panic.
"Boy, where are you running away?"
The faint voice echoed in Wang Jian's ears, it was Shi Po.
When Wang Jian met the Corpse Woman before, he had already been cursed by the Corpse Woman, but he didn't know it, so he ran away for so long in vain, and the Corpse Woman was always by his side.
"What do you want to do?"
Wang Jian said sharply.
As soon as he finished speaking, a wrinkled face appeared on his chest, and it was the face of Corpse Woman.
Suddenly, Wang Jian felt a chill, and goosebumps fell all over his body.
Corpse Woman grinned and sneered: "Boy, I have made a new decision.
That is, you give me the invisible magic weapon you have on you and teach me how to use it, and I will let you go."
Damn it, you’ve been trying to get rid of my golden sword for a long time.
Wang Jian cursed in his heart and said: "Get out of my body quickly, can you not disgust me?"
"Boy, are you qualified to negotiate terms with me now?"
After the corpse woman said, a hole appeared in Wang Jian's right thigh, and a skinny hand stretched out from Wang Jian's right thigh.
Wang Jian shivered in pain, and his face instantly turned pale.
He bit his lips tightly and refused to fall.
"Boy, you're quite good at it.
Doesn't it hurt?"
"Pfft" A hole also appeared on Wang Jian's left thigh, and another hand stretched out.
Wang Jian fell directly to the ground and said with a trembling voice: "I, I will make your soul fly away."
"What big talk are you talking about at this time?
I'm in your body, what can you do?"
Corpse Woman said, changing the topic: "I'm telling you, kid, I'll give you another chance.
Now hand over the magic weapon."
It’s not too late to come out, otherwise the next hole will be in your throat.”
"Okay, I'll give it to you."
Wang Jian whispered.
After saying that, a pale golden sword appeared in his hand.
The sword was covered with strange runes.
It was the high-level defensive sacred golden sword given to him by Hong Dao.
Corpse Woman's face was still floating on Wang Jian's chest.
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She stuck out her tongue, her eyes were filled with light, and she said with a ferocious smile: "Wouldn't it be better if we had done this earlier?"
A hint of joking flashed in Wang Jian's eyes, and then his eyes turned dark gold.
He said calmly: "I heard that you are the Yinling Ghost King, I don't know if it is true or not."
"Among the Yin spirits, I am the most powerful."
The two hands stretched out from Wang Jian's thighs moved, and one of them grabbed the golden sword.
Wang Jian was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat again.
"I just need a powerful Yin spirit like you.
Do you know that I am a ghost practitioner?"
Wang Jian said lightly, with two white lights shooting out of his eyes.
This move is exactly the magical power of the Sky Eye, and it can also be said to be the nemesis of resentful spirits.
Two rays of white light directly enveloped Shi Po's head, and then two more rays of white light shot out of Wang Jian's eyes, directly wrapping the two arms on his thighs.
"Boy, you are seeking death," Corpse Woman roared.
With a "poof" sound, a sharp and long bone appeared on Wang Jian's neck.
The bone directly slit Wang Jian's throat.
The next second, blood gushed out like a fountain: