Wu Jitang's gaze eagerly glanced around. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But this was the world of his soul, such a familiar place, a stranger when he came, and he listened to the tone of the man as if he had been there for a long time.

This made him not surprised, after all, he was exhausted after fighting for a long time and winning by luck.

Whether the person who comes is friend or foe, everything is unknown.

In fact, this is also a kind of luck for Wu Jitang, the guy who can rashly break into the soul and soul of others, is it the unintentional favor of the elders?

In the familiar world, there was still only Wu Jitang, and the voice was as if it had never appeared.

In such a quiet world, in Wu Jitang's opinion, there was weirdness hidden everywhere, why couldn't he detect any trace of the demonic flames that the demon sacrifice had broken into the darkness.

That voice was strange, could Wu Jitang think that it was his insanity caused by excessive nervousness?

But what you see next is something you can't fake.

The surprise on his face became even more intense, and his eyes looked at the place where the demon sacrifice collided again, but why did it seem like nothing had happened, there was no trace of demonic flames left, just like those demonic flames that had disappeared into the darkness, all of them disappeared strangely.

Everyone knew that this was not a good sign, and Wu Jitang silently said in his heart: "Is it really not dead?" Wu Jitang only had this explanation.

"Hehe, that filthy thing would have been dead a long time ago, but you have to thank me, if it weren't for me, you would have died. The playful voice echoed in the familiar world.

Wouldn't it be uplifting to hear that the thing that was hell-bent on dragging itself into hell was disillusioned?

Wu Jitang couldn't be happy now, because his intuition clearly told him that the person who spoke would not be a good thing, and he was already very wary in his heart.

Sure enough, Wu Jitang's eyes sensed something strange from the darkness.

In the layers of black fog, a somewhat hideous figure emerged in it.

Wu Jitang's face was imaginably ugly, and before the figure appeared in front of him completely, he felt the ferocity rushing to his face, what was that, was it a person?

Wu Jitang didn't dare to think so, although it was a standing form, why there were horns on the top of his head, he didn't dare to think that it was just an ornament.

But fortunately, soon the black shadow will reveal the answer for Wu Jitang, and the sight of his eyes makes his heart full of horror: "What is that, demon?"

Apparently the thing was in a good mood, and a smile flashed across its hideous face: "You want to know what I am?"

The astonishment couldn't be forced into Wu Jitang's wonderful face, it could only make him even paler, why could he know what was going on in my heart?

"Hehe, how can the ability of the divine dragon be seen through by you ordinary people" The smug look hung on his face, obviously liking Wu Jitang's frightened appearance now, and continued with a smile: "You can call me the Demon Dragon. ”

Wu Jitang's throat swallowed silently, 'Dragon' is such a great name, it is really a blessing for three lives to appear in the land of his soul like this, and he saved himself at the last moment, shouldn't he thank him?

If things were really as the magic dragon said, Wu Jitang should really thank him, but his spine was not bent by half a point, Wu Jitang's face was not half a point of deference except for horror, and those eyes still flashed with unyieldingness.

"Why don't you bow when you see me? "Have you run out of good mood?

The demon dragon roared angrily.

Wu Jitang said softly: "Why should I worship, you said that you saved me, will I believe it." Although Wu Jitang didn't really know how he escaped, it was certain that he definitely didn't rely on the evil thing in front of him, in fact, as he thought, his life was saved by himself.

"Haha, good, such a young talent is really rare. The look of relief made the hideous face even more terrifying.

Wu Jitang looked at it indifferently, and asked silently in his heart: "Why does this person want to lie to himself, is it profitable?" A mocking smile appeared in the bottom of his heart: "With the way you look now, is there anything for others to plot." ”

Thinking about it like this, my heart was much more steady, and a smile immediately appeared on my face, and said, "Don't you know what I think in my heart?"

Obviously, the demon dragon is not a good-tempered thing, and the relief disappeared too quickly, and the anger did not come suddenly at all, and roared: "Housheng, don't be too rampant, it is too easy to make your life worse than death." ”

"Haha. Wu Jitang's eyes froze, there was no fear on his face, and he said, "If you have the ability, use it." ”

Wu Jitang was sure in his heart, this guy who called himself a demon dragon was playing tricks from beginning to end, if he really had the means, he would have captured himself a long time ago, and there was no need for so much nonsense.

Is that really the case?

After all, Wu Jitang is not a fledgling Han Xian, he has a lot of experience in the rivers and lakes.

But people with rich experience also have eyes when they are away, Wu Jitang's eyes are on the same page, and he doesn't know the real plans of the demon dragon.

Wu Jitang thought that there was no trace of anything valuable in his body, but the demon dragon didn't think so, and the brain hidden under his hideous face had already thought about it.

If he can escape from here without much effort, then why not do it, in fact, it is more that he himself is not very sure about the sealed door.

That's why I wanted to use Wu Jitang's power to let the spellcaster automatically disperse the seal, but Wu Jitang was obviously not sober enough, and he actually looked down on himself so much.

You must know that you are a great dragon, although you have fallen into this field, but not just anyone can be bullied, and shouted: "If you want to die, I will fulfill you." ”

This kind of shout can't scare Wu Jitang, it can only make Wu Jitang's thoughts more solid, and he is more convinced that that thing is something that has no ability in his chest and can only bluff.

As soon as the demon dragon raised his hand, a wisp of black mist churned in the palm of his hand.

Wu Jitang glanced at it, the sneer on his face still did not put away, although he had warned of danger in his heart, and he also felt palpitations from that ray of black light.

But what about Nai, whether the preconceived contempt prepared the heart and soul for torment.

Wu Jitang's gaze was still so arrogant, even the strange disappearance of the black mangs in the hands of the demon dragon, he couldn't detect it, and what he noticed was the pain in his heart.

"Ah!" the noble soul must not want to shout so heart-rending in front of the enemy, and the proud spine does not want to kneel and curl up in front of the enemy.

But all this is not the soul, nor the backbone, let alone what Wu Jitang said.

"Haha, does it hurt in the future?" People who are filled with pain can't hear any sound, but the magic dragon's methods are strangely magical, and the sound and the rampant are gnawing at the heart and torturing the soul along with the pain.

"In the next life, as long as you beg for mercy, the deity will be able to spare you, as long as I am in a better mood and reward you with some opportunities, it is enough for you to dominate in this life. "Sure enough, the demon dragon still has something to ask for.

But Wu Jitang, who was tortured by pain and only wanted to die quickly, hated the demon dragon to the core, and his throat gurgled, but he couldn't make a sound.

However, the demon dragon is a great god, Wu Jitang was speechless, and he had already heard all the information.

"Hmph" The demon dragon sneered, and said in a dark voice: "Since you enjoy it so much, how can the deity not be fulfilled." There was a glint in the dark pupils.

Countless skulls of withered bones in the middle of the air with a black mist appeared, white teeth that would surely make everyone feel fearful, and they also made a creaking sound that made the pores gurgle.

Can those painful tears and bloody eyes see everything clearly?

Obviously, the Demon Dragon's methods are very clever, although every inch of flesh and blood is in endless torture, but the strange thing is that the brain has not fainted, but the more painful it is, the more awake it becomes, just to let Wu Jitang feel intimate and enjoy a feast of grinding bones?

Where else did the white teeth want to enter, Wu Jitang couldn't think of it, because he felt that there were hungry ghosts biting everywhere in his soul, what else did he want to do?

"Hehe, the afterlife is giving you a chance. "It's really good to be patient.

But Wu Jitang is a donkey, this time there is no even grunt in his throat, the demon dragon's already dark face is even more gloomy, he waved his hand, and shouted in a low voice: "Go." ”

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