Yes, it is incomparably weird, because as soon as this golden pill appeared, it let out bursts of low weeping like a soul of injustice, which can be described as a magic sound, and as soon as this magic sound enters the brain, it makes people dizzy and swelling, and they can't die immediately. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

What's even more bizarre is that as soon as this golden pill appeared, it gave birth to many tentacles made of black fire, which were dead wrapped around Mo Ling's feet, and once entangled, it let out a fierce laugh.

This golden pill is as if it has its own life!

After being entangled by Jin Dan, Mo Ling suddenly snorted, his body trembled, and he seemed to be a little shaky, and at this time, a thick and black flame suddenly came out from the soles of his feet, and then instantly covered his whole body.

"The Jin Dan is purely condensed from endless resentment and curses, the existence of this thing is simply a challenge to the common sense of cultivation, and it is only one step away from Dan breaking to give birth to a baby, what the hell!"

Mo Ling showed a look of pain, forcibly stabilized his body, and cursed, and hearing this voice, Wang Lidao couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh: "Do you feel it, this is the resentment I have accumulated in fifty years, this is the weapon I have sharpened and forged in fifty years!" The name of this golden pill is called Mo Ling, and it must die! Now that you have been entangled in my Jindan realm, how about the pain of the demon fire burning your body, is this feeling of severe pain unbearable, making people crazy! But I want to tell you that this pain is just the beginning. ”

Wang Lidao changed from kneeling to one knee, straightening up his body a little bit, raising his head a little bit, and at this time, Mo Ling seemed to be a little weak, unable to stop his resistance, his expression was crazy and fierce: "You would never have imagined that there is such a thing in this world, every demon spirit clone has placed my long-accumulated resentment, and these demon spirit clones, day and night wailing, day and night pain, in my mind hell eternal sinking, every curse that comes from this, has become the cornerstone of the golden pill, This is the ink spirit I created must die Jindan, and then, for the past fifty years, I have hated you all the time and want to kill you! Slashing, burning, drowning, beheading, Ling Chi, countless kinds of punishments, countless ways that can produce pain, I imagined again and again, in order to determine which punishment can make you feel the ultimate pain, I even did not hesitate to experience it myself, and then the pain caused by these punishments was branded, and again and again on the demon clone, as a fuel for hatred, constantly accumulating deeper pain, in order to one day, share these pain with you! This is the Jindan realm that I created...... Mo Ling's 10086 ways to die! What you feel now is only a ten-thousandth of the pain I once felt! More and more terrible pain will be passed on to you! ”

Wang Lidao's expression was distorted and he laughed wildly, at this moment, no one doubted whether he had completely fallen into the Demon Dao, because the madness and madness he displayed had already made people change their color.

This kind of cursed golden pill that was born to kill a person in a targeted manner, this kind of cursed golden pill realm that was accumulated with endless pain and specifically targeted at Mo Ling, was not at all like something that normal people could do.

Just when Wang Lidao was about to raise his head, a big-footed girl stepped down fiercely, and stepped on the cursed golden pill and Wang Lidao hard, and then Mo Ling's voice endured the pain and showed indifference:

"Oh, the curse of the circle of life and the curse of the circle of waste wood day after day, gave birth to the circle circle curse Jin Dan, and then how to kill me every day of the brain supplement, and gave birth to the field of the brain supplement Jin Dan, are you making me laugh to death? Waste wood to your realm, it can be regarded as a wonderful flower in the heavens and all worlds! It doesn't matter, this little curse that is not worth mentioning will be completely crushed by me! ”

Mo Ling's 10,086 Death Methods Jin Dan Realm is still in effect, following the demon fire burning, that Jin Dan gushes out a pitch-black wind, sweeping Mo Ling's whole body, cutting flesh and scraping bones, just like Ling Chi, in an instant, Mo Ling's body has countless fine scars, blood splashes, but his expression is cold, and he stomps hard, stepping Wang Lidao's entire head into the ground.

"Every bone in Lao Tzu's body can be used to stand up to the heavens and the earth, and the pain caused by your curse also wants to defeat me, which is ridiculous! The curse of waste wood is still weak, and the murmur of the weak is still weak! Wang Lidao, you wastewood, do you remember what I said to you the first day we met? ”

The Jindan realm continued to take effect, and endless terrible punishments appeared on Mo Ling one after another, this is a curse that Wang Lidao has built with fifty years, and it has risen to the level of concept, when this Jin Dan shows its fangs towards Mo Ling, even if Wang Lidao is directly bombarded, as long as Mo Ling is still alive, the curse will not end.

The curse continued to take effect, and the power of the ink spirit was greatly weakened, and at this moment, those demon spirit clones attacked wildly, waving their six arms, but they couldn't be as proud and calm as before, in an instant, he was hit several times by the demon spirit clone, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but his smile was still full of disdain and contempt, and his eyes were full of warlike intent, but they revealed a trace of reminiscence!

"Waste wood, you don't deserve to be my friend!"

Fifty years ago, he was reckless and wild by nature, and he was deeply involved in the conspiracy of the Demon Gate, but with his superb wisdom, he had insight into the traces of Zixi, and in the face of the deliberate approach of refining poetry, he wandered with the heart of the game, confident that everything was under control.

A date with Lian Shiqing, a date with a ghost, went to a waterfall and lake that was inaccessible, and met a young man wearing a famous brand, but he was dumbfounded, depressed, and wanted to jump into the river to commit suicide.

"However, it is not a problem to accept you as a little brother, come, go with the eldest brother, and the brother will take you to pretend to be forced to take you to fly!"

The gambling contract of a game, the playful tone, like teasing, opened a cause and effect that lasted for many years, but Mo Ling vaguely remembered that because of the dazed and lonely expression of the stupid young man, he touched him, and he rose up such a teasing heart!

Wang Lidao's head was pressed to the ground and rubbed, and when he heard the words, he replied angrily: "How could I forget!" You bastard just said a few words, and before I could react, you directly knocked me to the ground, forcibly dragged me away, and said to take me to pretend to take me to fly, but you turned around and went to steal the secret secrets of the Heavenly Academy, and left me there to take the blame after triggering the alarm! (To be continued.) )