(I'm sorry to find that saying anything seems to cause inconvenience and trouble, but I wish you all a happy reading.) ）………… Jing Jiu floated upwards from the bottom of Bitan, saw some debris that was bubbling and gradually disappearing, and then saw a face.To be precise, it is a face, with unwillingness, grief, and despair remaining on it.The once unruly master of the evil way, the final outcome is just food for a certain divine beast when it is bored, which is of course an unacceptable humiliation and disillusionment.The face swayed in the pool and slowly disappeared.Looking at this scene, Jing Jiu's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to rise to the surface, and came to the edge of the pool with an iron sword in his hand.This iron sword has been lost by him in Bitan for three years, and the miraculous thing is that it has not disappeared, but the rust and dirt on the surface have disappeared a lot, and the burn marks left by burning in the snow field for six years have been washed more smoothly by the pool.This did not give the iron sword the brilliance of a washed silver spear, but rather made it even more ugly, like excrement.Jing Jiu was not dissatisfied, he was able to persist in the pool water that was so corrosive and toxic for three years without being melted, even the Immortal Rank Flying Sword was nothing more than that.He used the sword fire to evaporate the poisonous pool of water on his body, took out a new white coat and put it on, covered his face with the sword gang, and then turned to look at the extremely high cliff.The cliff was covered with wet moss, and it looked like a moldy green ribbon.The old man stood on the cliff and looked at him condescendingly, his messy hair fluttering, his expression indifferent, and the corners of his lips were stained with blood.Jing Jiu had already guessed the identity of the other party, and there was only this one who could walk freely in the Demon Suppression Prison, and the two protrusions in the other party's messy hair were also obvious.He went in and out of the Demon Suppression Prison and made very careful arrangements and preparations, the most important of which was not to alarm this one, but he didn't expect the result to be a failure.Who told the Zhongzhou faction?
Did the man reveal his identity?
Just as he was thinking about these things, danger had arrived.The old man had no interest in conversing with him.A fierce wind rose between the cliffs, whistling and shuttling, like a sharp blade sealing the sky.The moss was blown off by the wind, and the smelly dirt flew all over the sky.An unimaginable domineering aura descended on Bitan.Not to mention Jing Jiu, even the elders of the Qingshan Breaking Sea Realm couldn't resist this aura.In the Demon Suppression Prison, no one can defeat this old man.When Bu Lao Lin wanted to assassinate Lu Guogong, Lu Guogong said that no one could kill him in Taichang Temple, which was actually the same reason.As soon as the mind moves, the world moves.Who can flee beyond heaven and earth?
The turquoise pool of water, with the remains of the big demon, struck towards Jing Jiu like a torrential rain with hailstones.The sword flashed.In the green rain, Jing Jiu turned into a sword light and swam at high speed, dodging the powerful attacks while trying to find the weak point in the domineering aura.The old man stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the figure shuttling in the poisonous rain, his face expressionless.Being able to hide his perception and enter the bottom of the Demon Suppression Prison is naturally not an ordinary person.There was a soft whoosh.Jing Jiu raised his sword to the sky, broke through the poisonous rain, and flew towards the cliff.Looking at this scene, the old man was in a slightly different mood.This way of harnessing the sword was common in ancient times, and now few people use it.What's more important is that Jing Jiu's realm is even weaker than he previously realized, so how can he know the biggest secret of the Demon Suppression Prison and dare to come in person?
The old man didn't want to think about it anymore.No one thinks about what the ants are thinking.If it's so weak, it's better to eat it directly.The old man stretched out his right hand and grabbed it into the night sky.An invisible force arose from the darkness of heaven and earth, coming from all directions, like a net falling in front of a cliff, and then retracting.Jing Jiu, who was flying quickly, suddenly stopped in the air, still maintaining the posture of raising his sword to the sky.The invisible force acted on his body, causing his clothes to deform slightly, making his body creaque, and his bones seemed to be about to break at any moment.The power came from all directions, so that the pool of water on his body did not fall like rain, but went deeper and deeper into his clothes, eroding out large and small round holes.With slightly wet hair hanging down, tattered clothes, and ridiculous posture, no matter how you look at it, he is very embarrassed and pitiful in the picture.The old man stood on the edge of the cliff and looked at Jing Jiu quietly.The realm gap is like that of heaven and earth, at least in height, they are equal.The same goes for magnanimity.Jing Jiu was calm, without any fear in his eyes.The old man was a little surprised and asked, "Are you the ghost?"
”Jing Jiu said, "You are the dragon?
”"Knowing the identity of the old man, and having no fear, it seems that he really has a background."
The old man said expressionlessly: I will let you be eaten in the best state to show respect for your master. ”Jing Jiu knew that this was the price for letting the other party stay in Asagacheng back then.That's the price......
When the prisoners of the Demon Suppression Prison die, they become food for the elderly.The true essence and aura of those evil powerhouses and demons in the underworld will be digested and transformed into the purest energy by the old man, so as to increase the longevity of the yuan.When Liu was ten years old when his body was in conflict, Jing Jiu had thought about it.Except for the Canglong of the Zhongzhou faction, only the corpse dog can directly transform the most filthy and complex demonic aura into the purest Taoist Xuan Qi.Yes, this old man in the Demon Suppression Prison is the Zhenshan Divine Beast Canglong of the Zhongzhou faction, or the soul of Canglong.Jing Jiu said: "According to the original agreement, you can only eat the dead. ”The old man was a little surprised that he actually knew about such a long time, and said, "When I eat you, you will naturally die." ”Jing Jiu thought about the face full of grief and indignation in the pool water before, and said, "It turns out that you have been violating the agreement all along. ”The old man said, "Of course the living are better than the dead." ”Jing Jiu said: "Aren't you afraid of being punished by the Zhongzhou faction?"
”"No one can leave the Demon Suppression Prison alive, this is the rule that the Bai ancestors set for me at the beginning, so who can know if I am eating a living person or a dead person?"
The old man laughed, then opened his mouth.His mouth was wide open, bigger than his own body, and he looked like a snake ready to eat.The invisible force grabbed Jing Jiu and sent him to the cliff.The old man's mouth was dripping with saliva, the smell was unpleasant, and the bloody mouth was full of protruding sarcoma, and the lines on the sarcoma were like human brains.
What's even more terrifying is that there are four sharp fangs that come out of the flesh, and they are dragon teeth.Looking at these pictures, Jing Jiu's expression remained unchanged and asked, "Don't you want to know why I'm here?"
”A sarcoma in the old man's mouth suddenly cracked open and turned into a mouth, making an extremely unpleasant sound, full of contempt and mockery."
If you want to say that I don't ask, because I will directly use the soul search technique to seize your memory fragments, that extreme pain and the fear that comes with it will make your blood and qi extremely vigorous, I said, of course you should be eaten by me in the best state, so that it can be regarded as the best use, if the master of your Qingshan Sect knows about this in the future, he should thank me."
It is difficult to obtain complete memories of life through soul searching, but practitioners who endure soul searching will experience the most painful mental torture.The old man didn't want to listen to Jing Jiu at all, so he wanted to use the soul searching technique directly, just to torture him, or because he had already guessed Jing Jiu's origin.Jing Jiu's lower body had already entered the old man's mouth, and the extremely sharp fangs were aimed at his waist, but his expression was still calm, and he said, "I see, all the pain you intend to inflict on the Qingshan disciple will be rewarded to you." ”It was the hardest dragon tooth in the world, and even an immortal-level magic weapon could penetrate it.Even if these dragon teeth are not the main body, no cultivator can bear them physically.The old man had a cruel and playful look in his eyes, and then he bit down.There was a loud bang.The wind howled in front of the cliff, and the lightning thundered.The loud bang came from the interlacing of dragon's teeth and dragon's teeth.A terrible cry of pain followed.The old man covered his mouth, blood pouring from his fingers.His face was pale and shocked.It's so hard!
He looked ahead.Jing Jiu has disappeared.The old man was furious, his divine sense swept over, and he found that the other party had reached a few miles away, and shouted: "You don't want to escape!"
”Jing Jiu glanced back at him and said, "This is just the beginning. ”()