What forbidden magic Suddenly, Wang Jian shuddered coldly and said: "I told you that I was just passing by.
If you want to take the holy weapon, you can take it.
If you dare to do anything to me, my master will definitely forgive you."
Not you.”
Bai Yan was startled for a moment, a light flashed in his eyes, and he began to think again.
What if, according to what this kid said, he used forbidden techniques on him and his master came to visit him, what should he do?
existence, what state would that be?
Wang Jian took one look and caught the change in Bai Yan's expression.
He continued: "I tell you, I am just passing by here.
I am not from this world.
There are thousands of small worlds and millions of big worlds in this universe.
I come from outside the galaxy."
The big world, my master and I are just passing through your small world."
Although Wang Jian said this, he was really unsure.
The woman in front of him could kill him with a move of his little finger.
He knew that he had to make it up.
Randomly built, I'm afraid it's already a corpse now.
"What did you say you came from the big world?"
Bai Yan's face was filled with disbelief.
"Of course, the big world I come from is hundreds of millions of times larger than this small world.
There are so many masters there, and those at the level of a saint can only be ranked second in our world."
Wang Jian's face was not red.
Don’t skip lanes.
The corners of Bai Yan's mouth turned up slightly, he looked around and said, "What about your master?"
And why do you have things on your body that are used by mortals in the underworld?
I don't know when, Wang Jian's mobile wallet and other stuff all appeared in Bai Yan's hand.
Wang Jian's heart skipped a beat and he secretly thought it was not good.
It's over, I'm done with it now.
Thinking of this, Wang Jian turned around and wanted to escape, but when he thought that his body was still controlled by the other party, a trace of despair flashed in his eyes.
Am I going to die here today?
Death at the hands of a woman I don’t know.
God, are you kidding me?
"In order to prove that you are not lying, I am going to use the Dragon Clan's forbidden technique to detect memories on you."
After saying that, Bai Yan's eyes turned dark blue.
For a moment, their eyes met, and Wang Jian felt his eyes go dark, and then he lost consciousness.
Bai Yan appeared in front of Wang Jian.
At this time, Wang Jian was motionless, his eyes were dull, and his mouth was still half open.
"Can you see me?"
Bai Yan said lightly.
Wang Jian nodded his head mechanically: "Yes."
"Let me ask you, are you sent from heaven?"
"no."
"Where did you get your sacred weapon?"
"People from Hongdao gave it to me."
Bai Yan's face changed, and he murmured: "Didn't this kid lie to me?
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He really comes from other big worlds, and his master is really above the Holy Saint."
Speaking of this, Bai Yan couldn't help but She dared to continue talking, but Wang Jian's next words made her face filled with black lines.
Wang Jian thought Bai Yan was asking him, so he continued to answer: "I'm lying to you.
I'm from the Yang Realm.
I don't have a master, but Hong Daoist's cultivation is really above that of the Supreme Saint.
That's He said it himself, but I don’t know whether it’s true or not.”
At this moment, the blue light in Bai Yan's eyes receded and his eyes turned black.
Wang Jian's body also trembled, and his mind returned to normal instantly.
"You, what did you do to me?"
Dou Da's cold sweat flowed down Wang Jian's forehead.
He felt a chill on his back and cursed in his heart: "Damn, I just looked at each other.
What the hell?"
I don’t even remember what forbidden memory she said she used on me.
Did she search her own memory?”
Wang Jian didn't know that the so-called memory exploration was a high-level forbidden technique of the Dragon Clan.
The caster's cultivation level must be in the later stage of the Venerable.
However, this forbidden technique can only be used by gods below the True Yuan stage.
Once it is controlled by the caster , whatever the caster asks, the controlled person will answer.
The forbidden time is very short, only twenty seconds.
"I just asked you three questions."
Bai Yan said expressionlessly: "You lied to me.
You are obviously from the Yang Realm, but you said that you are from the big world, and you don't have a master."
Wang Jian didn't speak, his eyes turned dark gold.
Just now, he found that his body could move.
You have to find a chance to escape, otherwise you will definitely die today.
This woman is too scary.
"Whoosh" a shadow flashed past, and then appeared next to Bai Yan.
Bai Yan whispered: "Master, why did you come out?"
The person who came was none other than Prison Niu.
He looked exactly the same as before.
The human skin mask on his face had been removed and he had changed into the appearance of a young man.
His beard had also been shaved off, and his long hair was spread around his shoulders.
There is a faint Yin Qi from above and below.
Seeing another person coming over, Wang Jian wanted to die.
He didn't recognize the person as the prisoner cow.
Seeing the young man in front of him looking at him with disbelief, he couldn't help but be a little confused and lowered his voice.
He said in a voice: "What on earth do you want to do?
Although I don't have a master, Daoist Hong is my master.
His cultivation can kill you two in an instant."
Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Qi Niu: "Ah, Ah Jian, it's you "?"
The familiar voice made Wang Jian stunned, and then he said cautiously: "You are" "Ah Jian, don't you remember me?
I am Prison Niu."
Prison Niu reached out and patted Wang Jian's shoulder, crying: "It's you, it's really you.
There is a mole on your neck.
I Remember, you are really Ajian.” prison cow For a moment, Wang Jian's mind went blank.
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Yes, the voice does belong to the old Taoist priest, but, isn't he dead?
Looking at the prisoner cow in front of him, Wang Jian couldn't believe it, and said: "You, how did you become like this?"
Prison Niu's eyes were filled with tears.
He nodded and said excitedly: "It's me, it's me."
At this time, Qiu Niu was also very confused, that is, why was Wang Jian alive in front of his eyes when he was clearly dead.
Wang Jian pressed his temples and forced himself to calm down quickly.
Newton paused and said: "After I was killed by Pixiu, a trace of my spirit escaped.
I asked Bai Yan to take me to this emperor's mausoleum.
There is a black ghost coffin here.
It's true.
"Chang, now that my body has been refined by the black ghost coffin, my physical body is slowly recovering."
Wang Jian's face was full of horror, pretending not to know: "What Pixiu killed you, don't you have a sacred weapon?
After I was killed by that dark flame, I didn't even know what happened in the Tianlong Cemetery.
In the end, the sacred weapon was Who took it?”
"Hey."
Qiu Niu sighed: "Pixiu snatched away the son of Tianming God.
He also took away the five sacred weapons.
He also took away the Dragon Corpse Spirit Grass."
As he said that, Qiu Niu's forehead The veins stood out and his body trembled slightly
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