Otherworldly Merchant

“Of course I did.” The corpse madman replied, "So I didn't promise him either. The owner of Longzhuang didn't embarrass me either, he just said he would welcome me back at any time. ”

“After leaving Longquan Mountain, I returned to Jing 'an and painstakingly figured out a solution and was unable to crack it. And finally, it was confirmed that Lord Longzhuang was right that what was suppressed under the quiet heart was indeed a passage connecting the ghost world. Don't say it's me, even if I don't have a higher god, I can't crack it. ”

“The only way to complete my life's wishes and relieve the suffering of the masters is to help him put you on the altar, as Lord Longzhuang said! It doesn't matter if they're messing with the ghost or not! Even if... even if that's true, what can I do?” The cadaver bit his teeth and said.

“Don't say that I am far from being an opponent of Dragon, even if I can kill him, even one day, I have achieved superior cultivation, but I still can't break the ban, I still can't relieve the pain of the masters, but I still can't do this wish. ”

“The only thing I can do now, and the only hope I have, is to grab you as soon as possible, open the altar, rest the dead souls of the masters, and then make a statement about their deaths. Whether I live or die, I don't care! ”

I heard very clearly that this was the first time since the appearance of the corpse madman, when he mentioned Dragon Qing Qiu, not the owner of the dragon house, but the three words of the last name Dragon were replaced!

In other words, in his heart, he also deeply doubts the context of this matter, but he has to do so in order to achieve his wish and to save the spirits of the masters! Perhaps even he himself knew that the masters were likely to die as a result of the conspiracies that often existed in Long Qing Qing Qing and Winter.

But now he can't help it!

“Zhang Jiulin, I read you a letter, and now I've said everything I shouldn't have said! Well, you should be on your way.” Speaking of the corpse madman, he stood up and waved his little hands and waved the copper bell again.

The copper bell was swinging fast, but there was no sound.

At the same time, I was cold all around, as if something was coming in from over my head, more precisely, that was a man!

It's a strange feeling, but it's not new to me.

Because that's what Ryumurano did last time! And that's what I'm waiting for.

The corpse madman standing opposite me did not speak, but his voice rang from the depths of my mind: “Zhang Jiulin, if I didn't have to put you on the altar to relieve the suffering of the masters, I think we might become friends, only a pity...”

He just said half of it and suddenly stopped.

“It's just a shame you got the wrong dial!” I stood up with a smile on my back.

By this time, I had manipulated my soul into the Ninth Life Tower, and he was replaced by me just like Dragonwall!

The wilderness was endless, and hundreds of millions of skeletons stacked behind me like mountains, rising and falling straight into the clouds.

After the last war with Dragonwall, these skeletons seemed more spiritual, staring at a pair of red eyes like blood, cheering constantly, the furious and nearby roar like a raging sea wave, one wave pressing one wave.

Further afield, a nine-story treasure tower rises at the intersection of the heavens and the earth.

Top, bottom, top, black, white, red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue, purple, Dao Dao brightens the sky!

The clouds fluctuated over his head, and the red light ran like an inverted long lava river.

When the corpse went mad, he looked around and said with great surprise: "Zhang Jiulin! You... you actually built the Divine Domain?. ”

If I naturally didn't understand what he meant by the Divine Domain in the past, I would have turned the Shadow of the Scripture upside down and killed him with Dragon Wall Field. Zhang Mei's instruction, his knowledge and understanding of Yin and Yang techniques would have been weak with no one. I'm afraid even Dragon Qing Qiu doesn't have to know more than I do!

The place of the Divine Domain is a special space that, after being repaired to a certain level, gathers within the Divine Sea, which is equal to the depths of your soul, which alone opens up the other heaven and earth.

If the soul is guided to practice here, it has the effect of multiplying things by half, making the soul gradually stronger, gradually condensing the entity. The infinitely exaggerated yuan infancy of many novelists actually refers to this realm, which is called the Land of the Divine Domain in the Orthodox name of the Daoist family.

Autumn Wind's disillusioned figure is actually just the soul from which he left.

However, it is not surprising that he has long been a step away from the ranks of the godless and has been able to congeal up such a powerful and unmatched figure.

But I'm only half the superior cultivation, far from being able to condense the divine domain! Not to mention the vast divine space, which I'm afraid can't even be done in the Qing Qiu Dynasty! Corpse maniacs are naturally unexpected.

He just doesn't know. How can I do that at the moment? It just evolved through the Nine-Phantom Nine Tower.

The corpse freaked out and regained its sanity: “So you were ready to wait until I invaded your body before you brought me here? ”

I answered the question, “If you weren't too obsessed to invade my soul, just wait a little longer, I might have been killed by your ultimate poison for three lifetimes. ”

The corpse maniac bit his teeth and nodded: "Okay! Today, either you die or I die. ”

“No!” I shook my head gently, "Without me, only you. ”

“On your own?” The necrophilia swept me with some contempt: “Though I was in your realm, I had nine lives. ”

“There are seven left to correct.” I reminded him.

“That's enough! Give me your life!” The corpse roared and stepped on my feet, rushing straight at me.

I didn't move with my hands on my back, and the corpse madman passed through me.

Pfft!

A cigarette gas scattered from me, and the necromancy behind me broke into smoke.

Then the smoke condensed again.

The necrophiliac asked somewhat astonishingly: "How is this possible? How could you have two lives? ”

“More than two.” I didn't even smile back.

“Well, come again.” Though I could not see his face behind my back, I could hear him very well, and his words were filled with infinite anger.

After a whistle, the corpse madman rushed past me, and as soon as he appeared in front of me, he scattered ash, and at the same time, a smoke gushed on me.

“Corpse maniac, you've got five lives left!” I looked not far in front of me and once again condensed the imaging of the corpse and said faintly.