Speaking of this, Tian Xiangzi turned his head to look at Wang Junlin, sighed, and said categorically: "So, in the whole world, if someone can eat your demon worm and not die, then this person must be a Spring and Autumn Messenger." ”

"Tian Xiangzi, don't be alarmist, the magic of that cave is just a legend, and the various secret methods of my demon palace may not really come from that deep hole." The insect demon's face changed instantly, but in the end, he said indifferently.

Tian Xiangzi was too lazy to speak this time, just sneering and sneering on his face.

The meaning of this expression is obvious, which means that he took what the insect demon said as a fart entirely.

Annoyed by Tian Xiangzi's sneer and ridicule, the insect demon turned his head to stare at Wang Junlin for a long time, and the cruel smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Tian Xiangzi, you are wrong, the Spring and Autumn Envoy you thought of has no breath anymore, his heartbeat has disappeared, he seems to be a dead man. And as long as he is still human, he can only die once. The insect demon said happily.

He's right.

A person can definitely only die once, and if a person has already died at your hands, it is absolutely impossible to die at the hands of a second person.

This is not true, no one can deny it.

The gourd silk in the old man's hand never stopped making the sound of mosquitoes flying, but at this time, the sound suddenly became louder.

Everyone in this palace suddenly felt that they could only hear the slightest wisp of mosquito-like gourd silk in their ears, and they couldn't hear any other sound.

The plump, tall, gorgeously dressed woman, who was already, but whose charm could still make most men's hearts beat, suddenly said in an unusually gentle and demure voice: "You monster seems to have forgotten that there are still people alive in the Spring and Autumn Valley." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall and mighty old man with silver white hair, with a footstep almost lighter than that of a tanuki, quietly walked in from the outside, and in the process he did not make a sound at all.

As soon as the old man came in, he stared at Wang Junlin, and the others were directly ignored by him, but whether it was Tian Xiangzi, or the old man of Tianying, or the insect demon, his expression couldn't help but become solemn for the first time.

"Spring and Autumn Slave, you are not dead yet." The insect demon sighed softly, and the six snake-waisted dancers were suddenly surrounded by the old man known as the Spring and Autumn Slave. The waists of the six people rotated in six different directions, and the hands of the six people were also killing the Spring and Autumn Slave from twelve different directions at the same time.

The twelve directions are all unexpected directions, except for the six of them because they have cultivated secret methods since childhood, their body flexibility is perverted, and they can make some actions that go against common sense, no one in the world can send a deadly attack from these twelve parts.

This honest-looking, tall and mighty old man was about to turn into a dead man in an instant.

The old man and his wife turned a blind eye, and Tian Xiangzi did not interfere, and they seemed to have stayed out of this matter.

Six strange and beveling shemales, twelve soul-destroying hands, and twelve tricks to kill.

There was only one scream.

This scream was not made by one person, but by six people at the same time at the same time.

When the six shemales fell down screaming, they didn't seem to have any scars all over their bodies, as if they had fallen for no reason.

However, suddenly, under the eyebrows between the eyebrows of these six people, the bridge of the nose seemed to be cut open by an invisible steel knife, and cracked into a bloody eye of two or three points.

It was as if the bloody eye was a third eye, connecting the two eyes of these people.

Suddenly, all six of them had no eyes on their faces, and all of them had nothing but a blood groove.

One of their eyes and the bridge of their nose between them had been formed into a blood groove by the sudden gushing of blood.

The color on Tian Xiangzi's face has not changed, and the old man and his wife have not changed, because it is natural for the Spring and Autumn Slave to kill the human demon, just like a cat can catch a mouse by nature.

If Wang Junlin hadn't died at this time, and there was still consciousness in his seemingly solidified body, witnessing the process just now, he would definitely recognize that the sword technique used by this old man to kill the six demons just now was very similar to the Spring and Autumn Sword Technique he had performed.

"The Spring and Autumn Slave is worthy of being the Spring and Autumn Slave, even if he hasn't seen a shot for more than 20 years, once he makes a move, it will be one move and six kills, killing people invisibly." Tian Xiangzi said with a complicated expression, there are four gates, three palaces, two valleys and one cave in the Xianyin Gate, needless to say, one hole is not a sect in itself, but a secret that has affected their Xianyin Nine Gates for hundreds of years, and the other nine doors each have their own magical skills, such as their Momen is good at secret arts, Tianying Palace is good at pretending to be a god and playing ghosts, Yaowang Valley is good at Qihuang Technique, and the Demon Palace is a variety of strange and evil killing techniques, but the highest martial arts is always the Spring and Autumn Valley where the number of people has never exceeded three.

"Moves that people can't understand are always admirable." The old man of Skyhawk also sighed and said sincerely.

"No matter how powerful you are, even if you kill me today, your Spring and Autumn Envoy of the Spring and Autumn Valley will already be dead." The insect demon obviously didn't expect this spring and autumn slave to suddenly appear so powerful, and the six shemales were killed by the other party casually, which made him fearful.

The Spring and Autumn Slave didn't look at him, but stared at Wang Junlin with a kind smile: "The Spring and Autumn Envoy can die at the hands of an ordinary person, but it is absolutely impossible to die at your hands. ”

"Do you think he's not dead?" The insect demon turned his head and stared at Wang Junlin for a long time, no matter how he looked at the latter, he was already a dead man.

Chunqiu Nu didn't know what he thought, and suddenly sighed.

"If he really will die under your tricks, then he is definitely not a Spring and Autumn Messenger."

At this moment, everyone in the living room of the ink hall suddenly heard a voice from a person.

When the insect demon heard this person's laughter, his face suddenly changed.

He would never have imagined that this man would be able to laugh out loud.

The person who suddenly laughed out was actually Wang Junlin, who was obviously dead

"You...... Not dead yet? ”

"This can't be?"

The insect demon looked incredulous and couldn't help but scream.

A Wang Junlin, who was obviously dead just now, didn't breathe at all, and couldn't even feel his heartbeat, would actually smile now. I can still stand up and walk.

"I don't know why you have this box and this spider, but you only know how to use it, and you don't know how it works."

Wang Junlin ignored the insect demon, and as he spoke, he took out a silver needle from his bosom and carefully studied it around the box containing the colorful spider.

ps: The third shift in the middle of the night was sent, asking for monthly tickets and support and encouragement