Before Jin Wuxian could answer, Elder Quan in the banquet had already said angrily: "Your Excellency broke into here, do you want to kill people when you raise your sword? It may not be too unkind to take the Heavenly Dwelling in your eyes! Nan Mingli Fire Sword was taken by a distinguished guest, how could it be in your hands? Please return it quickly, otherwise don't blame the sword for being ruthless." ”

Changtian turned his head and glanced at him. This glance was not angry or angry, like looking at a dead man, Elder Quan couldn't help but shudder, and saw the other party nod and said: "I am Changtian, the head of the hidden stream, known as the Heaven-Shaking God Monarch." The Heavenly Dwelling and the Yin Nine Shadows are in calamity, and it is also hateful and killable to embarrass her everywhere at the sale! When you see the king of Hades, you might as well tell him my name. ”

Heaven-shaking God, the head of the hidden stream?

All of you here are well-informed people, and they seem to have heard of the name "Heaven-shaking God Monarch". An elder's brain flashed with lightning, and finally exclaimed, "You...... You are the Ba Snake, the ancient divine beast that created the hidden stream!" Before he finished speaking, his face turned pale.

Everyone is discolored, the ancient beasts have survived so far, and they have only heard of a white tiger, who knows that now the snake is actually standing alive in front of them.

The ancient divine beasts and cultivators had all been promoted to the god realm, how could they, a group of people who had not even suffered the heavenly tribulation, be his opponents?

Don't take such a bully!

Jin Wuxian couldn't help but take two steps back, and then he felt endless remorse.

Although Jin is satisfied with his heart, she is just a daughter after all. He still has Jin Manyan, he still has Jishilou, and boundless power, as long as he is healthy. Although it is not easy to get children, there is always hope for birth. If he had known that there was a great god standing behind Ning Xiaoxian, he would not offend her by saying anything!

Changtian took in his face. Only then did I feel a little bit of evil qi in my chest. His long sword shook, and Nan Ming's golden pupils glowed slightly red when he was away from the fire sword: "The words are finished, which of you will go on the road first?"

The point of his sword was none other than Elder Qi.

Nan Ming's fire sword was shining, and the rolling heat wave swept through the entire secret room!

Ever since the conversation between Changtian and Jin Wuxian, Elder Qi had no face. He did make a lot of stumbling blocks for Ning Xiaoxian during the sale, especially when he finally bid for Nan Ming's fire sword. denied her request for an advance on tea. How do you know that it will attract this evil star to ask for your life? He is used to being pampered in the sky, and now he is only a cultivator in the refining period, how can he be the opponent of the person in front of him? At this moment, he was pointed at by the tip of his sword so far away. There was a sharp pain in his eyebrows, and he knew that this was the sword intent condensed by the other party's murderous aura.

Changtian sighed slightly. With this move, the middle of Elder Qi's Yin Hall was like being poked by a sharp weapon, revealing a bloody hole. The man also slowly fell. The crowd was amazed at how poor his cultivation was. Changtian didn't look back, but Nan Mingli threw the fire sword backwards, "grabbing" the ground into the wall.

It was accompanied by a terrible scream!

Only then did everyone discover that there was actually an Elder Qi outside the door of the secret room, who had been pierced through the heart by Nan Ming's fire sword and firmly nailed to the wall!

"I didn't expect that there would be people here who would use the ancient 'Golden Cicada Shelling' secret technique. Changtian precisely controlled the temperature attached to Nan Mingli's fire sword, so that it would not roast Elder Qi's organs all at once. "Let's take a good look at her pain. ”

He squinted at Elder Qi, who was being tortured to the point of hoarseness. Men can't stand the pain. How could she endure it at that time while talking and laughing? His heart ached again.

He clapped his hands, as if dusting off his hands: "Okay, who will be next?" His gaze swept to Jin Wuxian.

The momentum on Changtian's body was like an abyss and the sea, and wisps of golden light formed behind him the appearance of a giant snake entrenched in the shape of a letter.

Jin Wuxian saw it in his eyes, and only felt that the great enemy in front of him and the momentum of heaven and earth were all in one place, and being an enemy of him was like being an enemy of heaven and earth, full of powerlessness. In this life, I have never been like this, knowing that death is near, but I can't afford to resist the slightest hope.

He struggled to hold his nerve and whispered, "How are you willing to let us go?"

"Your time of death has come. Changtian said lightly, "Including the Jishi Building behind you, it will definitely fall apart, and I don't need to do it." ”

Only then did Jin Wuxian show a look of resentment and despair. Jishilou has experienced the painstaking efforts of countless generations of the Jin family, so that it has today's scenery. If he sat and watched Jishilou end up like that, it would really be better to die today.

He was still about to speak, but Changtian was impatient, Nan Ming stretched out his fire sword and casually went to behead him. The trajectory of his sword is clear enough for anyone to see, and he looks careless. Jin Wuxian naturally wanted to hide, but he was so trapped in the mud that he could barely move his fingers.

Domain: A secret method unique to the realm of immortals. Within the scope of a domain, the caster must be able to win the wind and the rain! Not to mention that Changtian has been famous for a long time, and the use of this domain is naturally more sophisticated than that of ordinary immortals. As soon as he entered this secret room, he opened his own domain, and as long as the realm was inferior to his, he couldn't escape his grasp. And if the Tao can be similar to him, how many people are there in this world?

Jin Wuxian showed a strong look of unwillingness on his face, and was about to try his best to retrieve the object in his arms, when his body suddenly became extremely heavy, as if he was wearing hundreds of thousands of catties of shackles, making him completely unable to move. At the same time, the fiery red sword light suddenly increased its speed, and swept over Jin Wuxian's neck with lightning speed, so light and fast, almost before everyone could react, they had already completed the task of slashing their necks and taking their lives. Blood splattered, and a large skull immediately rolled to the ground. At the same time, there was also an object behind Changtian that fell to the ground.

He didn't have to look back to know that it was Jin Wuxian's Qingsuo Sword. He didn't want to sit still, so he drove the Qingsuo Sword to prepare for a sneak attack, but before the short sword could hit the target, he himself was already dead.

The great master of the dignified Jishi Building was actually not the enemy of the divine beast in front of him! The elders of the Heavenly Residence were silent for a while, and only Elder Qi's fainter and faint wailing came from outside.

At the neck that had been slashed off by Qi Qi, a ray of golden light suddenly came out. In an instant, he condensed into a small man the size of a palm.

This is the primordial god of Jin Wuxian.

If in the outside world, the speed of the Yuan Shen is extremely fast, Jin Wuxian may be able to try to escape. In order to take away or reincarnate, it is a pity that this is Bai Yujing in the mirror, his primordial spirit has nowhere to go, so he has to kneel on the chest of his corpse, and bow to Changtian three times in a row with a frightened face, in order to ask for his forgiveness.

Changtian didn't look at it, and pinched his Yuan Shen. When you open your hand again. The little golden man is gone.

Although the God and Demon Prison was temporarily closed, its storage function was still alive, and the primordial spirit of Jin Wuxian was naturally thrown in. For immortal cultivators. The spirit is alive and well, and the true self is at ease. Changtian destroyed his physical body, but he didn't intend to directly pinch his primordial spirit.

Let him die quickly, it may not be too cheap for him. Bring his Genshin back. Tu Duan will definitely be able to figure out a way to greet him well.

Solved one. Changtian's brows suddenly furrowed. looked at Elder Xu, who lived in the heavens.

Just when he was dealing with Jin Wuxian, this Elder Xu tightly held a small pen only three inches long in his hand to write out of thin air, and the body of the pen was like gold powder. When Changtian looked at him, he was struggling to finish the last stroke, and the air sounded with a strange Sanskrit chant, like a ghost whispering.

Ning Xiaoxian gave the Heavenly Dwelling's "Stormy Rain" magic pen, which turned out to have fallen into his hands. At this moment, he copied what he wrote. It is the word "磔" in the ancient seal inscription! The punishment of breaking the stone is commonly known as the crime of chopping. It is the most cruel punishment in ancient times, which is what the folk call "a thousand cuts". Elder Xu also knew that if he didn't use some means today, he was afraid that he would not be able to escape his life, so he gritted his teeth and took out this magic pen. Sure enough, as soon as he finished writing these words, his spirit immediately withered by half, and he looked like he was dozens of years older, but the look on his face was a big sigh of relief.

They had already tested the effectiveness of this magic pen, and at this moment, it was still apprehensive to deal with this ancient divine beast.

Sure enough, the light in the secret room suddenly turned blood-red, and the wailing and screaming of unjust souls resounded in the air. As soon as the word "磔" was copied and written, it immediately disintegrated, turned into flying gold sand, and pounced on Changtian in a fine and dense manner.

In the expectant eyes of everyone, this overwhelming golden sand only swooped in front of him, and he could no longer move forward - beside Changtian, there was a wall of light that was also golden, and there were layers of streamers on it, like gentle water waves, but after the gold sand touched it, it was like a headless fly hitting the glass wall, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get in.

Who can't see at a glance that the power of heaven and earth urged by this magic pen still can't hold the chin snake god monarch!

Elder Xu's face was already gray, and he could use a full sixty percent of his vitality, sixty percent!

After a few breaths, the golden sand conjured by the "storm" may have passed the time limit, and they retreated from the light wall in front of Changtian's body, and re-condensed into the golden and fierce word "磔". Everyone stared at this big word, and they all felt a little breathless.

Something doesn't seem right, why is this word coming back together?

With a "hula" sound, the golden word disintegrated again, and this time the direction of the fine sand pounced directly on Elder Xu!

Wherever this golden sand passed, although everyone was surprised, they avoided it, and there was no one with bad legs and feet. Elder Xu used his body to run towards the door, but was knocked back by the invisible energy, and then was caught head-on by the flying sand.

Suddenly, a terrible scream came from the sand formation. The golden sand swirled around him at high speed, scraping a piece of flesh from him every three turns.

In ancient times, the punishment was to cut off the flesh inch by inch, and for the torture of the prisoners, it was important to pay attention to the hands and feet first, the chest and abdomen, and then the head. There are no executioners here, and everything is done by the golden sand.

Elder Xu's cultivation is successful and his vitality is vigorous, and the people next to him can hear his wail earth-shattering, but he is full of energy, obviously he will not die in a moment, I am afraid that his skin and flesh will not be out of breath after being cut off, his heart can still beat, and he can even hear and see.

This qiē only aggravated his suffering, because the prisoner who had been punished had to be slashed with 3,600 slashes before he could be killed.

The ground was still spotless, and the flesh and bones that had been ripped off and the splatters of blood had been sucked clean by the golden sand.

Changtian stretched out his slender finger and hooked it, and the magic pen flew into his hand. He seemed to suddenly remember: "Oh, has no one told you? Although this magic pen is very effective, if the words copied and written do not take effect, it will eat the Lord." ”

Nima! The elders of the heavenly dwelling are like mourning. After receiving this magic pen. They had indeed tested it on people before they paid Ning Xiaoxian. However, it has the power to counterattack, but it can't be detected, except for the perverted divine beast in front of it. Which time is the magic pen not staring at who and who is dead?

Although the "stormy" magic pen is a godsend, it will see blood, either with the opponent's, or with the flesh and blood of the master of the magic pen to nourish.

Since Elder Xu was planning to use the most vicious ancient torture to deal with Changtian, he had to be prepared to bear it first. To put it simply, if you don't do it, you won't die, but if you do it, you must be looking for abuse.

Seemingly. It's hard to get anyone alive today. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, Elder Quan secretly pinched off the head of a bird-shaped statue hidden under the table in front of him.

#####

The inner city of Zhongjing, the front desk of the heavenly residence.

At this time, the heavenly dwelling is already a door. Even the guys in charge of the reception are only two.

Ding Dabai yawned boredly.

Today, I heard that a lot of major events have happened in Bai Yujing, and even the sales meeting has been suspended in advance. He was just a lowly person, but when he heard the news, he was a little excited, thinking that he might be able to go home earlier tonight.

When he yawned a third time. Suddenly, a terrible cry sounded on the counter! This cry was like a night owl, like a ghost crying. The sudden explosion in the silence can really make the faint of heart pee their pants!

Ding Da didn't stain his pants, but he was so frightened that he shook on the spot, until his companion pulled his cuffs, pointed to a small statue on the counter, and said uncertainly: "Is this the call of the cold trumpet bird?"

Ding Da stared at the statue with its mouth wide open and howling, shuddered, and suddenly came back to his senses.

This is the highest warning of the Heavenly Dwelling Rule. On behalf of Bai Yujing, there was an uncontrollable chaos. Once the statue of the cold trumpet, which had been cast a secret spell, began to cry, it meant that something had happened in the world in the mirror. However, Ding Da had been working in the Heavenly Residence for more than 70 years, and he had never heard the cold horn bird open his voice, and he was so stunned for a moment that he couldn't even recognize it.

"Hurry up and report to the authorities, and find someone to go to the Supervision Bureau for help!" Ding Da didn't dare to make a mistake, assigned the task to his companions, and picked up the cold bird and ran all the way into the back hall. Only the bronze mirror was still alone in the wall.

He placed the trumpet bird on top of the mirror, where there was a small base, and the statue was placed in perfect harmony - the two things were a set of secret treasures together. Immediately, there was a deep inward whirlpool on the mirror, and then he actually raised his hand to break off several purple gems from the bronze frame of the mirror!

These gems maintain the teleportation formation of the small thousand mirrors, and once they are cut off, the world in the mirror will be closed immediately!

However, these gems usually have the spiritual power of the whole mirror, and they can't be broken down, unless the statue of the cold bird enters the seat first, otherwise anyone can easily close the small thousand mirrors, which buyer would dare to stop in Bai Yujing? This is one of the most important secrets in the sky, Ding Da is humble and humble, but he is one of the few "gatekeepers" who know.

Sure enough, after these gems were cut off, the mirror surface of Xiao Qianjing suddenly dimmed, and then the patina slowly covered the entire mirror, and now there was no previous light to discern people.

Ding Da breathed a sigh of relief, but he kept muttering in his heart: "What terrible thing happened inside, so that Xiao Qianjing also had to be closed." He knew that there was only one purpose in closing Xiao Qianjing: to control the situation and prevent anything from escaping in, or out.

The worship of the Heavenly Dwelling and the monks were still very efficient, and they arrived after a quarter of an hour. Because I heard that it was the highest warning sound, there was actually an early Mahayana and a mid-Mahayana master among the masters sent.

When the two of them heard that Xiao Qianjing had been closed, they both frowned, and their hearts were dissatisfied: "The world in the mirror has been closed, what do you want us to do here? Are they still worried about what monsters will run out of Bai Yujing?"

The principals of the Heavenly Dwelling are basically trapped in Bai Yujing. The highest rank here was a deacon who came in a hurry. As soon as he saw the faces of these people, he knew what they were thinking, and quickly said a few good words, and then said: "The rules set by the ancestors, as soon as Xiao Qianjing is closed, he must hurry up to the official to ask for help." We also do things according to the rules. ”

One of the monks couldn't help but ask, "When was the last time this little thousand mirrors were closed?"

Ding Da, who was standing on the side, wiped his sweat and said, "This, it seems that it has not been closed for nearly seven hundred years!"

The monk laughed and said, "In the mirror, there is a world of its own." Whoever is locked up inside can still come out, I will eat my own socks......"

Before the words fell, a tremor suddenly came from the bronze mirror on the wall. Everyone was silent, and the monk couldn't help but be stunned.

As soon as the mirror was closed, the mirror seemed to have been buried in the ground for thousands of years, and the mirror was rusty and could not see anything clearly. At this time, everyone understood that there was indeed a dull sound in the mirror, as if a giant beast was violently crashing on the other side of the mirror.

Something was really going to run out of it! The atmosphere did not dare to come out.

Several monks from the Heavenly Residence glanced at each other, and they all saw the worry in each other's eyes. If this thing breaks through the small world and escapes, it will rely on this ability alone. Can they be opponents?

The movement in the mirror, one after another. Ding Daming knew that he couldn't hear what was inside, but he couldn't help but lower his voice and said: "I heard that the world in the mirror is still connected to us, but after turning off the mirror." The passage was closed. Could it be ...... Could it be ......"

He swallowed and didn't speak. But everyone understood what he said: "Could it be that this monster inside is looking for a passage?"

There was a loud bang, and the monster inside seemed to be very close to the mirror. This impact, even the mirror embedded in the wall suddenly shuddered, and everyone guarding here also jumped with their eyebrows, and couldn't help but clench the magic weapon in their hands and wait for it.

What followed was a long silence.

More than a dozen breaths have passed.

Fifty breaths passed.

A quarter of an hour passed.

Half incense time. It's also gone.

The monk who spoke earlier breathed a sigh of relief, straightened up, and smiled, "It looks like it didn't find an exit." ”

He spoke. Ding Da's face was distorted in fright, and he scolded anxiously: "Silence!"

The latter was slightly stunned, and was about to open his mouth to scold him a few more words, when Xiao Qianjing suddenly made a loud "bang", and the mirror split into countless tiny fragments, splashing out! This monk stood by the mirror, and was immediately affected, and when he was scraped by the mirror fragments on his side, he immediately let out a miserable cry -- every time a fragment of a fragment was brushed, his body would lose a piece of the same size. It's not a scratch, it's not a blur of flesh, it's just "disappearing", like that small piece of flesh being sucked into a black hole.

This kind of pain is tantamount to a thousand cuts! This man soon lowered his screams.

Xiao Qianjing itself is a magical magic weapon, and at the moment when it shattered its bones, its instrument spirit erupted into its last rage!

The rest of the people dared to touch him, and they each stepped back first, and suffered less damage.

After the mirror was broken, everyone could see that there was darkness in the mirror, and there was a gust of wind blowing out of it, obviously connecting to another unknown small world.

At this moment, everyone hated the guy who was still wailing weakly on the ground, if he hadn't accidentally spoken out and let the monster inside locate it by sound, the passage between the two worlds might not have been opened so quickly!

When they thought about it, they wished that this guy would suffer more.

At this time, Shi Shiran in the mirror world drilled out a man with long hair in black. This person's whole body is spotlessly clean, and his appearance is really handsome and friendless, like a fairy who came out of a painting. He still held a fiery red sword in his hand, and as soon as he stepped out, he closed his eyes, took a deep, deep breath, and sighed on his face.

After a lapse of 30,000 years, he finally set foot on the land of Nanbu Continent again.

Everyone looked at each other: it was not a monster who dared to run out, but such a handsome boy?

Chang Tian turned his eyes, and he had already recognized the clothes worn by the heavenly deacon from among the crowds, and immediately walked over to him. Strictly speaking, he only took one step, then stood directly in front of the man, and said lightly: "Bian Jingshan has left Bai Yujing, where is he at the moment?"

The deacon hid behind the monk in the superintendent office, about ten zhang away from him, and when he saw him instantly close to him, his scalp immediately exploded.

The monks of the Supervision Bureau are well-informed, and they see that this magic power is very similar to the legendary "shrinking the ground into inches", but when they use it, they are perfect, without the slightest smell of fireworks, and they can't help but feel apprehensive in their hearts. (To be continued......)

PS: Statement about free gifts: This is just a small salute for all subscribers, just for fun, and it has no impact on the overall plot, and readers who don't want to join the group only need to read the VIP chapters released daily.

Joining the group is all voluntary, just like going to the supermarket and encountering the activity of buying 200 yuan and getting a pot, if you buy enough goods for 200 yuan, but you don't want to queue up or sign to get the pot, then no one can barely come.

Shui Yun will not force anyone to come to receive the pot, rest assured.

In addition, let's discuss? The pink and reward thanks in the past few days, the number of words is too much, the author's testimonials can't be put down, Shui Yun is lazy and doesn't post it, forgive the sin.