"Ho ho ho, Li Zaitian, come out, it's useless to hide!"

"What kind of place is this, you don't need this seat to tell you, right? The divine consciousness of this seat has blocked the entire area, whether it is heaven or earth, you don't have the slightest chance to leave!"

"Could it be that you want to break through the void? Li Zaitian, don't let this seat laugh, you can't get out at all!"

"Come out quickly, cooperate with this seat to show all you have learned, or simply let go of Zhihai and let this seat investigate, this seat promised you to let you go, what do you think?"

After a lot of words, the Taoist priest never disappeared, and it was as if he was talking to himself.

The stimulation of words was ineffective, Qianmian's eyes flashed, and he looked at the purple kite who was hiding in the distance, and a sneer was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

"Ho ho ho ho, I almost forgot that there is a little boy here. Li Zaitian, since you don't come out, then don't blame this little obedient person for destroying flowers and swallowing this little girl. This seat has not opened meat for nearly 10,000 years, and the dead air here is too unpalatable, and it is like shit by the closed family. Thank you for bringing this little beauty, tsk, the impermanence of the ghost body, born so beautiful, this seat is full of desire and then full of mouth, you can rest assured, this little beauty I will use to the extreme, ho ho ho!!"

The nickname of the Thousand-Faced Langjun is not called in vain, the obscene name of the Thousand-Faced Ghost Saint is as famous as his yin damage and viciousness, and I don't know how many women were destroyed under his hands at the beginning. Not only the human race, but also the demon race, no matter what race he is, he is not taboo, but as long as he falls in love with a mother, he will do everything possible to get it, and the nickname of the thousand-faced Langjun also comes from this.

With a wicked smile, the Thousand-Faced Ghost Saint dodged and rushed towards the purple kite, and when he was halfway through, his figure suddenly froze, and a figure crossed in front of him.

"Ho-ho-ho-ho, you're finally out!"

Licking the corners of his mouth, the eyes of the Thousand-Faced Ghost Saint were full of pride. But after a few glances, he felt that something was wrong, and the state of the Taoist priest seemed to be a little wrong.

There is no abuse, no irritability, the Taoist priest at this time has no emotion, a pair of empty eyes on his expressionless face makes people feel chills in the bottom of his heart, and the most vigilant thing is that the other party is clearly standing in front of him, but his spiritual sense does not feel the existence of the other party, as if what he sees in front of him is just an illusory bubble.

Secretly on guard, Qianmian smiled and said: "How about it, have you agreed to my request? As long as you let go of your sea of knowledge and let me check it, I promise you in the name of my ghost saint that you and your little beauty can leave alive, even if we are even, from now on the well water will not interfere with the river water, what do you think?"

The Taoist priest didn't answer, he looked at him expressionlessly, and only when the eyes of the Thousand-Faced Ghost Saint gradually narrowed flashed with a fierce light, did he gently raise his chin.

"I'll ask you one last time, who sent you. ”

"Ho-ho-ho-ho!! At this time, you are still pretending to be a ghost with me? Li Zaitian, aren't you mad?"

In the midst of wild laughter, the Thousand-Faced Ghost Saint spread his hands: "Come on, this seat will let you strike first! You can be defeated by yourself, Li Zaitian, you are actually happy!"

The Taoist priest's mood did not fluctuate in the slightest, and when he heard this, he nodded lightly and raised a finger, his lips did not move, but his loud shouts rang out around him.

"Heaven and earth are infinite..."

"Heaven and earth are boundless!"

As soon as the Taoist priest moved, the thousand-faced ghost saint also moved, and he raised his index finger in a similar way, and the breath fluctuations on his body were the same as those of the Taoist priest, and he was excited to learn a secret method again.

As if he hadn't seen it, the Taoist priest continued to perform the Taoist tricks.

"Qiankun..."

"Qiankun...!"

"I'm determined!"

"Hmm... Poof!"

Before the imitation was finished, the face of the Taoist priest transformed into a thousand-faced ghost sanctuary changed miserably, a mouthful of black blood spurted out wildly, and his body was covered with Dao cracks like broken porcelain.

The recklessness and composure were no more, and the eyes of a thousand faces were full of fear and confusion.

He found that his body was collapsing, the spiritual energy in his body was dissipating and disintegrating, and the aura of heaven and earth around him was also retreating from him, and he desperately wanted to absorb it but couldn't get any replenishment.

The most terrifying thing is that the Tao he mastered is also gone, and the Tao engraved in the soul is rapidly disappearing, as if an invisible hand has wiped them all away, and his Tao is fading rapidly.

"It's... How is this possible!"

Thousand Faces roared in disbelief, the disintegration of the ghost body was far away, he could no longer stand in the sky, his body sank to the ground, and a muffled sound smashed a deep pit in the graveyard.

"Ahem. . . Ahem... You... What kind of Taoism are you?"

"You can't learn the Fa. Falling gently in front of him, the Taoist priest looked at him expressionlessly.

Fang Cai still felt that the face of pretending to be a ghost was so chilling in Qianmian's eyes at the moment.

Hearing the Taoist priest's words, he was slightly stunned, and then roared with a sad expression: "Impossible! As long as I have a thorough understanding of the divine soul, there is no way in the world that I can't learn! I have your soul silk, and I know your divine soul well, and I can't learn your Fa! It's impossible to !!."

The Taoist priest looked at him quietly, did not continue to shoot, and did not have any explanation.

The dying bald head, a thousand faces are crazy to use all kinds of learning, and the appearance of the body is constantly changing, there are men and women, ghosts and demons, and the speed is dazzling.

But it's useless, it's useless.

No matter who it becomes, no matter what secret method it uses, the disintegration does not stop in the slightest.

His heart was cold to the freezing point, Qianmian didn't want to die, he had already died twice, especially the second time, the fear that most of his body was immersed in the river of reincarnation was deeply entangled in every corner of his soul, clear and lingering.

He didn't want to die.

It doesn't matter if he's a human or a ghost, whether he's a demon or a Buddha, as long as he can live, he'll do anything. Even if he is a cow, a horse and an animal, as long as he can live in the present and keep the precious memories of his life and continue to live, he is willing to pay any price.

"Don't kill me! I'll tell you the cause and effect! I'll tell you how I survived, and who arranged for me to raise my soul here! Don't kill me, please don't kill me! As long as you let me go, I'll tell you everything, and I'll tell you the whereabouts of your remnant soul, I know you're looking for it, right? You need mine, right?"

The dignified ghost saint, the existence of the immortal, but when facing life and death, he is also like an ordinary man, wagging his tail and begging for mercy and shameless appearance, even more unbearable than that of ordinary people, which makes people sigh, and can't figure out what the difference between immortals and mortals is.

It can't be said that all the true immortals and ghost saints are so unbearable, but the appearance of a thousand faces does smear a handful of black charcoal on these so-called detached existences, making people wonder where he is detached.

Is it just immortality and overwhelming combat power?

But if these two things are left aside, where is he nobler than the mortal in his mouth?

The Taoist priest was no longer surprised, and stood quietly in front of Qianmian and watched him die little by little.

Seeing that the Taoist priest was indifferent, Qianmian turned over and knelt down in a fierce way, and slammed his brain on the ground as if he didn't want money, knocking the ground into a rocky splash and a shallow pit deepening.

"Let me go! I'm willing to be your soul slave at your disposal! Let me go, please!"

"Who is it?" the Taoist priest asked lightly.

As if he had been pardoned, he raised his head with a face full of ecstasy, and said without hesitation: "Yes..."

Just one word, and the voice stopped abruptly.

The cracks that were originally getting denser and denser suddenly swelled, and the whole person of Qianmian shattered like a mirror, and each fragment continued to disintegrate and shatter until it completely disappeared, leaving not even a powder.

The Taoist priest was not surprised at all, and at the moment when Qianmian opened his mouth, he reached out and copied Qianmian's body, and when the other party exploded, he happened to probe into the other party's sea of consciousness and fished out a wisp of soul silk, and then the figure disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already in the nine heavens.

"Come out. ”

There was no Tao trick, and he didn't pinch the law seal, he just spit out two words as if he was stating the facts, and the space around him suddenly rolled and surged, and he took the initiative to force something out for him.

But no figure appeared, the Taoist priest stood still for a moment, his eyes flashed, stared at a certain place in the sky, and said softly: "Open!"

In an instant, the sky peeled away layer by layer like a blooming autumn chrysanthemum, and the human world and the void were just two petals in it, a piece of space cracks, a piece of void and a road, and there were many unknown mysteries that bloomed like petals.

The flower core in the center looms, and two indescribable breaths escape from it, and that wonderful feeling will involuntarily give birth to two words in the bottom of their hearts even if mortals who don't know how to practice will feel it.

Yin, yang.

The Taoist priest who was incomplete and forcibly urged the "Wuji Qiankun Dao" to the highest realm could not support it for long at all, and the blooming Qiu Ju only lasted for a moment, and continued to roll back without waiting for the stamens of yin and yang to reveal their true faces.

But enough was enough, and the Taoist priest found what he was looking for.

The petals that rolled back upside down, those in the depths suddenly gave birth to one eye, and for a while, I don't know how many eyes stared at the same time, and the light scene made people's scalps tingle, not to mention the undisguised killing intent in it.

"You... Should... Dead ......"

It's still those three words, the Taoist priest has heard them more than once, but every time it's so palpitating.

It was the voice of the Heavenly Dao.

According to his understanding of the Heavenly Dao, it was the voice of the Heavenly Dao of the Underworld, he was a cow

A good uncle who coaxes - Dao Yanqing.

The last time the Xuanbing Cold Prison was in prison, the other party manifested once, and almost took the lives of their master and apprentice. Thinking of the picture scroll that Li Chuyi got and the resurrection of the Thousand-Faced Ghost Saint, the Taoist priest gradually had a trace of eyebrows in his heart.

It is likely that he showed his feet somewhere, which made this old bastard target their master and apprentice. I just don't know if it's just this old bastard who is eyeing them, or if the other two bastards are also moving.

It's a pity that the voice of the Heavenly Dao on Ling Xiao Peak was only transmitted to Li Chuyi alone, if he could also hear it, then he would be able to tell which Heavenly Dao was manifested that day.

But when he thought about it, he didn't feel right, if it was really the Heavenly Dao that targeted him, then the Thousand-Faced Ghost Saint should not be resurrected.

Yes, Dao Yanqing, who controls the underworld, has this ability, but he can't do it. The Taoist priest was very sure that the original Thousand-Faced Ghost Saint was dead, but it was unreasonable to resurrect Thousand-Faced in order to deal with him.

Although the Three Realms Heavenly Dao wanted to kill him, compared to letting a ghost saint-level ghost cultivator come back from the dead, the cost of backlash was far greater than the benefits of killing him, and there was no reason for Dao Yanqing to do this kind of self-chaotic reincarnation, unless he didn't want to refine the Netherworld.

Could it be that Dao Yanqing lost his heart and went crazy?

But Dao Yanqing has already blended with the way of heaven, he is no longer a human being, the heart of heaven is his own heart, and so is the heart of heaven and his heart. It's not easy to keep a little thought of killing their master and apprentice, how can he have so many emotions to use to lose his mind and go crazy?

These thoughts passed in an instant, and the Taoist priest's eyes suddenly lit up, and he sensed a familiar breath on a certain petal, which was his remnant soul!

At the moment when the petals were completely closed, the Taoist priest finally saw the location of the space, but unfortunately the time was too short to see the specific location, but it was not easy to get the information.

"Sure enough... The underworld?"

In the muttering to himself, the petals were completely retracted, the space calmed down, and the Underworld Heavenly Dao, who wanted to hunt him down, was also locked in and lost his trace.

At the same time, the Taoist priest's face was completely bloodless for a moment, his body shook and almost didn't fall, he hurriedly withdrew from that supreme realm, took out a handful of pills and swallowed it into his stomach without looking at it, and his expression was slightly better.