According to the truth, the old man should go to the lower level of the demon prison to check it in person. The problem is that the toxicity and corrosiveness in the pool water are too strong, and he also feels some trouble.
What's more, even if he went there himself, he would feel a little sick.
He touched his stomach and felt nothing uncomfortable, so he sat down on the edge of the cliff.
If the ghost wants to leave the town demon prison, he must come out of here.
The old man looked at the green pool below the cliff for several days.
He felt a little bored and hungry. He looked up and grabbed it from a distance.
Between the cliffs on the first floor of the demon prison, the wind roared and the rap disappeared again.
When the door of a cell opened, a tall and thin man was shaken out and landed on the ground.
This thin and tall man is an evil master with strong cultivation. However, he is bound by the vitality lock and is unable to resist.
An invisible force appeared in the dark world, like an invisible hand, grasping the evil master and quickly retreating.
I don't know how long it took, the evil expert fell down the cliff, crossed the hot sand plain and came to the old man at the edge of the cliff.
The old man reached out and pinched the upper arm of the evil master. He felt quite tight and said with satisfaction: "the muscles and muscles are good and the evil spirit is full. It can be regarded as a dinner."
The evil master vaguely knew the biggest taboo in the demon prison and shouted, "you monster, kill if you want to, don't humiliate me!"
The old man ignored him and tore off the whole right arm of the evil master with a little force.
The blood splashed, and the evil expert was pale with pain, but he only snorted.
Because of the broken arm and the slight loosening of the vitality lock, he mobilized Zhenyuan to blast away in his head, just for quick death.
An extremely overbearing force appeared along the cliff.
The old man grabbed his throat, looked at him and said, "even if he is a hero, dead meat is not delicious."
With these words, he threw the evil master down the cliff.
While the old man waved, the extremely overbearing power entered the evil master's body through his fingertips, sealed his air vortex and made him unable to move.
The evil master fell into the deep green pool, splashed a piece of green water, floated and sank several times, then began to sell flesh and blood and sink to the bottom of the pool.
The old man stood by the cliff and looked at the picture in the pool. He picked up the broken arm in his hand and chewed it like a radish.
He touched his stomach and burped. He felt that he was finally satisfied and his mood became much better.
At this time, there was another movement in the green pool under the cliff. A figure like a white fish swam up silently, breaking the dense green Pingping and swimming to the edge of the pool.
The man brought out something at the bottom of the pond. It was a strange shape, like a branch cut by thunder, or a long reef.
Looking at this thing, the man said a word, stood up with his back to the old man on the cliff, his body shook slightly, and the highly toxic pool water evaporated into smoke and disappeared.
The man took out a white dress and put it on his body. Then he brushed his right hand on his face and covered his real face with his sword gang. Then he turned around.
The old man stood silent by the cliff.
Who on earth is this person? Unexpectedly, he can't see through this layer of sword Gang?
What's more puzzling is that this man can sneak into the lower layer of the town demon prison without being found by him, and can come back safely and see the pool as nothing.
This person's breath realm is not very strong. Why can he do this?
That must be strong in other ways.
That's fine.
The stronger the ghost, the better.
The ghost's body looks so perfect. I think its aura is also very clean and full. It must taste good, and it must be tonic.
If you can eat this ghost, you may live many more years.
Thinking of this festival, the old man's eyes showed an expression of greed, and his lips salivated, emitting a disgusting smell.
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In the quiet room of the law Hall of Guocheng temple, father Xuanyin put down the Buddhist scriptures in his hand and looked at the young people around him.
He found something on Yin San's mind.
This is a very rare thing.
It's not that Yin San seldom thinks about things, but even if Yin San is thinking about how to destroy the world, the world often doesn't notice it.
Yin San writes his mind on his face, which means that it is very big, or very important to him.
Even when the snow queen gave birth to a child, he didn't.
Lao Zu squatted in front of Yin San and asked carefully, "what's the matter?"
Yin San said, "I sent a letter into the town demon prison."
Lao Zu knew that Yin San was doing something through Lao Lin, but he didn't know that it had something to do with Zhenmo prison.
He was surprised, but his expression was as calm as usual, as he had been many times before.
But then he found that there was something wrong with his response and quickly showed his shock.
He noticed with Yu Guang that Yin San should not have noticed. He was relieved and said, "that's the demon prison..." Xuanyin's father remembered very clearly that Yin San packed his bags and was ready to leave that day. Is it related to the demon prison? Yin San's state is too low. It will be very dangerous if his identity is exposed, so he rarely makes moves in person. When Yuntai was destroyed, he only went to Wudao and had a few words with xiwangsun. What kind of event needs him to do himself? Yin San didn't say anything more and walked to the quiet room. Through the shadow left by the pine forest, he came to the Tallinn. He took out a roll of Buddhist scriptures from his sleeve and put them into a stone pagoda. Just then, the bell at the end of the evening class sounded in Guocheng temple. In the distant bell, Yin San went out of the temple and came to the garden. Looking at the burning house in the twilight, he thought of the burning Styx River under the ground and remained silent for a long time. The mosquitoes in the demon prison haven't been able to bring back the soul fire of the emperor for three years, and there is a cry on both sides of the Styx river. But he thought that the emperor was not dead. Instead, he confirmed his original guess that Jingjiu went to Zhenmo prison to solve the problem of sword ghost. From the day when Jing Jiu entered the demon prison, he began to layout. This time he did less and easier. He asked Lao Lin not to send a letter to the town devil prison. As long as Jing Xin is not too stupid, she will tell Zhongzhou pie about it. No matter what Zhongzhou faction thinks, it will check the letter. This letter is equivalent to being sent to Zhenmo prison. There was a quarrel behind the courtyard wall and the smell of oil smoke. The fat monk didn't know what he ate. Yin San thought that the world was delicious. Who could resist eating? The dragon will find a way to swallow well nine. But it's hard to swallow. There will be chaos. Chaoge city is bound to usher in an earthquake. Well nine dead. The dark dragon is unique. The emperor came out. This is what he wants to see. He knows the dragon's greed and has confidence in Jing Jiu. The only problem is that he doesn't know the situation of too often prison. The bell of Guocheng Temple rang again. He looked at the last twilight and thought it was up to you. No one on earth will help you except me. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.