The clouds floated in the air, Lin Xiuyuan sat on it, his face expressionless, looking at Ning Ji who was looking up at him below, and said loudly:

"Demon, what did you just say? ”

"Hmph, what's the matter with it again, if you want to kill it, you can kill it!" Ning Ji glared at Lin Xiuyuan angrily, his tone did not give in at all, a pair of beast pupils showed a conspicuous mockery, a big mouth, and a crazy greeting to Lin Xiuyuan's ancestor eighteenth generation.

Listening to the foul words spit out of Ning Ji's mouth, Lin Xiuyuan didn't blink his eyelids, just looked at the latter quietly, and watched quietly.

His gaze was like a sharp long knife, starting along Ning Ji's skull, and completely dissecting it little by little, from the outside to the inside, even the blood vessels and internal organs were completely exposed in front of him.

Ning Ji was a little hairy by Lin Xiuyuan's eyes, he was originally full of confidence, his voice gradually deepened, and finally disappeared in the whistling night wind.

He felt that Lin Xiuyuan's gaze was like that of a butcher who went to the pigsty to select New Year's pigs, measuring which piece of meat on his body was fat, which piece of meat was thin, and where he started to cut the knife, which could completely cut off the skin and flesh from the bones.

Calm returned between the two, and the foul-mouthed beast roar ceased, leaving only a pair of vigilant, hateful eyes nailed to him.

Lin Xiuyuan's mind moved slightly, approaching the dark clouds above Ning Ji's head, and probing slightly.

This dark cloud has lost its stability just now, and the dead thunder is circulating in it, and it is not far from the eruption.

The power of heavenly punishment has not been guided, and in the end, it will only explode on its own and return to the embrace of the Great Dao.

This is also a matter of no choice, Lin Xiuyuan does not want to guide the Heavenly Punishment Breath, he wishes that this is the case, thousands of thunder lights are added, it doesn't have to make sense now, but he really can't do it.

can attract the power of heavenly punishment through tricks, and successfully pass through the grievances of the old turtle Ning Ji, and guide the power of heavenly punishment to lock it.

If he still wants to control the power of heavenly punishment, there is only one ending, that is, at the moment of communication, he faints due to various coincidences, or is stopped by a passing monk;

Ping Lanling, when he killed the White Tiger by exchanging humanity, he was already dancing on the tightrope, but you must know that at that time, he was only communicating with the world of the low-level world in the outside world, and even humanity was a projection of the call, and there was no direct contact.

Now if you want to communicate with the power of heavenly punishment from the Great Dao, isn't this the old birthday star who has a long life?

Knock! Knock!

Extremely rhythmic blows were heard, and in the dull collision, there was also a faint wail of pain and the abnormal sound of electricity passing through the flesh.

Lin Xiuyuan put his right hand in front of his nose and waved it in disgust, as if fanning away the ubiquitous smell of burnt paste in the wind.

The smell is like the charred smell of pork belly being roasted into black charcoal, mixed with the biogas digester where countless animal dung is fermented, and it is a super lethal gas.

What canned herring is compared to him, it is simply a playhouse.

Suppressing the disgust in his heart, maybe he still felt a little uneasy, Lin Xiuyuan pinched his nose and used internal force to temporarily construct a filter film to prevent the inhalation of the smell.

Only here did he have the heart to see what was going on with the old turtle trapped by the thunder.

Lin Xiuyuan's eyes rolled around, looking at Ning Ji, who was trapped in prison.

I saw that this king of ten thousand demons under the heavenly moat, a powerful monster in the transformation period, was like a headless fly at this moment, smashing around in the captivity of thunder.

The blood spread all over the ground, and before it could solidify, it was instantly vaporized by the ubiquitous thunder, turning into the smallest particle unit characteristic of Pingyuan Star, floating between heaven and earth.

"Still want to run?" Lin Xiuyuan scoffed at Ning Ji's behavior, and did not feel the other party's unyielding tenacious spirit.

It may be like ordinary people killing pigs, no drunken literati and ink artist will sing the praises of the yearning for life of the young pig. The pigs who were chased by the butchers fled in all directions, and the panicked New Year pigs brought joy to the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner of the peasant family at most.

This is the only role in its life, except for that body of flesh.

Ning Ji is the same, Lin Xiuyuan likes to watch the former perform, or rather, he likes to watch monsters do dying things in front of him.

Whether it was a few dramas performed by the group of newborn monsters completely polluted by demon blood under his guidance, or Ning Ji, who was now performing a headless fly in front of him, he liked to watch it very much.

It's a joy that comes from the heart, and it's not often seen in Kyushu... After all, he can't beat most of the monsters there.

After staring at Ning Ji's survival performance for a moment, Lin Xiuyuan suddenly came back to his senses, and looked at the dark clouds that were already floating above Ning Ji's head, slowly shaking, and he secretly said that it was not good.

Oh no, I was fascinated just now... No, no, I'm going to speed up, this thunder ghost knows when he's falling, and I have to hurry up when I want to pretend to be in time.

The corners of Lin Xiuyuan's mouth were slightly hooked, he straightened his robe slightly, smoothed the folds at the sleeves, and shook his arms back, the crane was raised high, and then slowly fell in the wind, the folds were smooth, and it was evenly placed on the surface of the cloud under which he was sitting.

He touched his cheek again, feeling that it was not enough, thinking that when he pretended to be forced, his appearance could not fall into disadvantage.

Lin Xiuyuan stretched out his right hand and wiped it forward, gathered the water vapor in the air, grabbed it backwards with five fingers, quickly extracted the heat from the water film, and condensed it into an ice realm in the air. Facing the mirror, Lin Xiuyuan quickly cleaned up his hair blown by the north wind, and tied it firmly with a hairpin, then nodded with satisfaction, and said with interest to Ning Ji, who was bumping around below:

"Demon, are you guilty?"

The voice is smooth, the words are articulated, and the vocal cords vibrate as usual. Lin Xiuyuan didn't use stunts such as the lion's roar, this is really too out of character, not chic at all, how can I be a person in the free faction, how can I yell like a reckless man in the wilderness?

The internal force fluctuates, the mind turns with the heart, and the wish comes true.

Lin Xiuyuan's voice spanned thousands of miles and was clearly transmitted to Ning Ji's ears without the slightest distortion, as if the two sides were talking face-to-face.

"Who!" Ning Ji's ears moved, and the limbs that had been accumulated were relaxed again, and they immediately tensed, and the momentum of the forward rush slowed down, and the rough skin was actually extremely elastic, stretching and contracting, and the muscles of his body were quickly tensed and entered a vigilant posture.

"Who's where? Get out!"

"Hmph! The tone is not small!" Lin Xiuyuan's face turned cold, and he raised his hand and wanted to give Ning Ji a slap, but in a blink of an eye, he thought that now the thunder was not under his control, he was just a "lightning rod". I had to snort coldly, wipe off the messy hair that didn't exist on my sideburns, and put my hand back on.

"Demon, you are so bold, you dare to speak wildly, the deity will peel your skin and cramp today, sprinkle your flesh and blood all over the rivers, lakes and seas as fertilizer, remove the bones and wash them and carve them into magic weapons, and drain and burn your soul to scatter and abandon it, and you will never be able to turn over. ”

"You..."Ning Ji was agitated by Lin Xiuyuan's words, only to feel goosebumps rise all over his body, and the cool air rose from all fours, reaching the end of the tail vertebra and the heavenly spirit cover.

Being like this, Ning Ji's consciousness that was originally groggy because of the impact on the thunder cage also woke up, he connected various clues in series, quickly found the answer, opened his mouth and roared at the sky where Lin Xiuyuan was:

"You're the one who arranged the formation? Hmph! Hidden head and tail of the rat generation, you little doll doesn't even have the courage to see me head-on, you only dare to hide on the back of the formation to calculate me and wait, what kind of deity, most of them also rely on the legacy of the elders, what kind of deity, I'm sorry! It's better to pee and look in the mirror and look at your sharp-beaked monkey gills. ”

Ning Ji's big mouth kept opening and closing, saying that he didn't play, like a cannon, Lin Xiuyuan's head was stunned in an instant, and he couldn't return his mouth.

He thought very simply, he was now trapped in this unknown formation, Ning Ji didn't know that the Five Thunder Orthodox Method was such a high-level product, and recognized the Heavenly Thunder that bound him as a formation.

But don't worry, that's not the point. The point is that Ning Ji knows that he can't get out of his body now, and now the tortoise shell is broken, his flesh is seriously injured, his demon power is scattered, and his strength has gone to fifty percent, and most of them are in calamity today.

And it was the Terran monk who captured him. The Terran monks came to catch a big demon like him, which was nothing more than a lack of magic weapons or elixirs, and he needed to replenish his inventory. A high-end sought-after commodity like him is naturally immune.

He believed what Lin Xiuyuan said, peeling the skin and cramping, and deboning and carving, not all the Terran monks were like this. As for what makes him immortal and never be able to turn over, just listen to it, I haven't seen that monster die and can't go to the underworld, these human monks are not so capable, just talk about the scene.

So he is not afraid of these at all, he will die when he dies, he will scold before he dies without losing, and let himself breathe a good breath, maybe he will provoke the other party, and he will kill himself in a fit of anger, so he will not have to face the pain of living sacrifice.

I, hiding my head and showing my tail, I, sharp-beaked monkey cheeks? Lin Xiuyuan's face was cloudy, and he looked at Ning Ji who was wantonly scolding below through the sea of clouds, and suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha, good, a little turtle demon dares to be so rampant, it seems that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin. ”

With a wave of Lin Xiuyuan's right hand, the internal force gushed out, setting off gusts of wind, scattering the sea of clouds in front of him, revealing a hollow with a diameter of three zhang.

He sat cross-legged on top of the clouds, slowly crossing the void of the sea of clouds, and at the moment when the churning clouds converged, the luck group under Lin Xiuyuan's body suddenly accelerated, stirring up a white sound barrier cloud, pulling out a slender white line in the air, and suddenly appeared in front of Ning Ji, who was scolding.

Sa!

The wind and the sound waves came late, blowing away the dust from Ning Kee's body and bombarding the eardrums of his ears.

One person and one demon, separated by golden thunder, gathered thousands of kilometers apart, standing opposite each other.