The soul of the alien demon turned into a black mist, but it was the golden light villain who crossed Jiang Yier's soul without looking at it, and went straight towards Jiang Yier's body and mind.

The body and mind form a small world by itself, and the size of the small world is related to the monk's cultivation realm.

In the body and mind, there are great rivers and lakes flowing with mystical power, and there are mountains and peaks with stable bodies.

The black cloud that had entered it began to swim through it, unimpeded.

The body and mind are very important to a monk.

After all, the body shell and the divine soul are constructed into a complete monk.

The cloud was a little shocking, because what he saw in front of him was too big, too vast.

A glance is endless, so the alien demon confirmed the thoughts in his mind, the owner of this body definitely doesn't know what kind of shit luck he has taken, he touched this ownerless Xuansheng body, and then he hit the big luck to stay in it, mountain climbing.

The black mist smiled in mid-air, but it was a pity that it was a pity that even if the previous practice ran out and the good luck met the current self, it could only be regarded as unlucky, but it was cheaper.

Especially when he saw the originally extremely wide river wide channel that traveled Xuanli, but now it was completely depleted, and the outer demons turned into black fog affirmed his thoughts even more, after all, if he was a real Xuansheng Realm monk with a divine soul, the big rivers and lakes in front of him didn't know what kind of turbulent appearance it was.

So the wisp of clone that rushed towards Wu Chen's body suddenly sped up, after all, Wu Chen, a martial cultivator with a lower cultivation, gave him a more strange feeling, just like the fog on the top of the mountain, and he couldn't see the true chapter on the top of the mountain.

There was no Divine Soul Villain at the entrance of the body, because Wu Chen's Divine Soul Villain was currently in the outer body of that martial statue.

It was also unimpeded, and he stepped forward, but the black fog suddenly lost the light in front of his eyes, so he was a little panicked and headless.

When the wisp of black mist that entered Wu Chen's body opened his eyes, he found that what came into his eyes was completely a picture of the sky outside the sky full of stars, and the black shadow was a little unsure, so he continued to wander among them, and ran towards the nearest star.

I don't know how long it took, but it was a very long time, and the black mist turned into a humanoid shape, passing through an unknown number of space wall bridges, and it was on the verge of the edge of that huge floating continent.

Standing on the edge of the continent, in addition to feeling his own insignificant insignificance, the pot-bellied middle-aged man who was transformed by the black mist could only feel his own extremely insignificance.

The middle-aged man with a big belly just felt that the scene in front of him was particularly familiar, but there was some kind of strange power that organized him to think of something extremely distant.

took a step forward and continued to break through the spatial barrier in front of him, the spatial barrier that he thought he couldn't break no matter how he was as fragile as paper paste, and the pot-bellied man easily entered it.

A layer of faint coercion fell on the middle-aged pot-bellied man, and the man knew that this was the law constraint in heaven and earth.

The middle-aged pot-bellied man walked through the space partition and landed on a piece of the ground, where an extremely prosperous Terran monk city was located, and the middle-aged pot-bellied man walked through it, frowning, like an extremely strange and eccentric person.

The man who walked through the city seemed to have forgotten something, and he couldn't think of it.

The city is full of martial intent, and everywhere you can see people who are cultivating martial arts beating their bodies and refining their martial intent.

Naturally, there are a very rare few people in a very remote corner, meditating, practicing the mystical method, the street is bustling, and most of the martial arts cultivators are poorly dressed and bare-chested.

In the city, there are many people who cultivate martial arts, and there are countless large and small wine shops, and the wine is extremely strong.

The man still kept his head down, thinking about all those things, but he couldn't remember them.

Even if you knock down a very small, very small child, you don't notice it at all.

Then, the stout man beside the childish boy suddenly turned around, looked at the extremely strange weirdness, stretched out his hand and punched, and then punched and said, "Are you blind?"

The extremely strange pot-bellied poop man felt the oncoming fist wind, and suddenly raised his head, and there were large beads of sweat flowing on his face, and his expression was full of fear.

The middle-aged martial arts man swung his fist immediately, and landed on the face of the man with a panicked face, but it was as if a cloud of mist and air had been dispersed, and there was nothing.

The man looked at him strangely, fortunately, he was a martial arts cultivator, especially full of qi and blood, and in addition to the man's early youth, he was also a bad person, and he went to those inaccessible mountains and rivers to walk around, and he had seen a lot of strange things, so except for the strangeness at the beginning, there was not so much strangeness at all.

Just turned his head and looked at his own kid who was obviously knocked to the ground but laughed at himself, the man who loved face extremely couldn't hold his face, and roared at his own man: "I've told you kid a long time ago that I don't know how many times, body training is particularly important, what does Wu Xiu want to climb to the top of the mountain? You kid is good, I think you have a little talent, you are cheating and playing tricks all day long, if you cultivate well and have a good martial arts body, won't you be bumped into by someone at will?

So the laughing child's face stopped laughing.

It's just that when the man turned around, his face was full of loneliness, and the corners of his mouth murmured slightly: "You must not end up like your old man now." ”

After the pot-bellied man bumped into the child, he finally remembered who he was, where he should have been, and he should be doing peace, so the face of the pot-bellied man who was transformed by the alien demon from outside the world was full of panic.

Suddenly, the pot-bellied man thought about me, it was some residual memory in the mind of the dying domain lord that he had devoured.

About the incident between them and the exalted men of the nine stations.