It's dead, the ribs are dead this time!

Musa gasped, and just by standing on the ground and looking at it, he could feel how painful it was to be pierced by the big tentacles of the black poplar forest.

The little dragon girl was almost desperate, with tears in her eyes.

"My family, old and young, is going to be implicated because of the death of the master!"

The Tsing Yi Taoist was directly scared to urine, and there were salty and wet water droplets floating in the wind under the crotch.

Being pierced by the tentacles of a tree is as painful as returning to the furnace and rebuilding, and now this thin young man under his feet is actually pierced by the tentacles of the entire black poplar forest, and it is strange that he is not dead!

But the feeling of the party Qin Tian at this moment is ......

The heart is cold, and the heart is flying......

Although the moment he was pounded into his body by the long dragon, there was a tearing pain.

But then, the cold breath that continued to enter his body made him extremely comfortable. It was as if the black-brown fluid was not some dead air, but ...... Sweet fat house happy water.

This may be an exaggeration, but Qin Tian is indeed alive and feeling unusually well.

At first, the cold fluid just ran down the wound in his chest, swimming through his body, filling every cell in his body. The feeling of boiling cells in the whole body when I first comprehended the content of the exercises on the parchment paper returned. Only this time there was no steaming heat, and the cold breath of death made the restless cells in his body instantly quiet.

After the empty body was filled with the breath of death, the black poplar forest below his body was still continuously pumping the death fluid into his body.

Qin Tian felt that his body would definitely explode if it continued like this. There seemed to be a voice in his head telling him that it was time to marry Jindan.

"Can a large amount of Death and Fall Qi also condense the Golden Pill of a cultivator?" Qin Tian was a little skeptical, but he still tried to guide the air flow of his whole body to converge in the dantian, where a black air vortex gradually formed, and a steady stream of dead and fallen breath was absorbed into it, compressed together, and gradually the gas turned into liquid, becoming more and more viscous, and then began to condense......

At this moment, the old man in green shirt had lost the threat of hostages, and he was directly beaten by the little dragon girl with a blue nose and swollen face, and knelt on the ground and cried for Grandma Long to spare her life.

Musa also unceremoniously tied it up directly, and sealed this person's cultivation with a talisman.

"Brother Pork Ribs, is he still alive?"

"I don't know, I'll take a look!" The little dragon girl took off into the air and flew over the trees, unable to continue to get close when she was ten meters away from Qin Tian's body.

There seems to be an invisible wall around to cut off all connections from the outside world, and no matter how hard the little dragon girl tries, she can't get close.

Qin Tian's body was like a black hole, continuing to devour those dead and fallen breaths.

He didn't know how long it took, but he was surprised to find that in the very center of the dantian vortex, a pitch-black ring had formed, and the surface was extremely smooth, like a mirror. And the ring is still greedily absorbing the breath of death.

Qin Tian was stunned.

Other cultivators have condensed the golden pill, but what I condensed for Mao is a ring? Could it be that my cultivation method is incorrect, and I have gone mad?

…………

Hades is leisurely playing mobile games on his throne, and the game in this world is really exciting, and it is more exciting to play than one game at a time.

"I said brother, you can do it! Is it hair or bronze? "A message came from a teammate.

Hades sneered, the corners of his mouth were obviously with a hint of disdain, the flames burning above his head were obviously a little stronger, and the skeleton typed with both hands: "I have three accounts of the king rank, and I have given them away." This is my new game account. ”

"O great god! The account of the Glory King rank is given away casually? Brother, are you the big boss? Kryptonite players? Do you have a lot of free time? ”

Hades's skeletal eyes narrowed, raised his head to look at the lifeless air in the Hades Palace, and couldn't help but sigh, then lowered his head and continued typing: "It's quite idle, krypton...... I never cared about money. ”

"What do you do, God? I'm a programmer. "My teammates are very excited, and I have found a local tyrant teammate, so I have to take a good stitch.

"Me? I am Hades, the Emperor of the Underworld, do you believe it? Hades asked.

"Believe, of course!"

"Huh? Can you believe it? ”

"No one knows what the state of your teammates is at the moment, I believe you say that you are Zeus!"

"Hey, I'm ......sad to talk about my brother," Hades said with a sad laugh.

"Why?"

"Because Zeus, that guy died during the last war of the gods...... Woowoo...... The emperor is in a bad mood......"

"Feeling bad? Why don't you buy me the latest and coolest skins? I'll find a few more masters, let's team up together! ”

The flames above Hades' head, which had been dimmed, burned again, and he nodded and typed: "Yes, yes!" If you can have a good time tonight, we invite you to a party at the Royal Garden Hotel! ”

"Really?"

Hades, who was chatting with his teammates, didn't notice that several black and white poplar forests were rapidly disappearing from the underworld. Moreover, even if the underworld is invaded by the divine realm, he won't care, playing games is the most important thing.

Uncle Hades, an internet addict, slumped over a huge black prison bed, playing a game and letting out a lewd laugh.

The three-headed dog of Hell crawled beside the bed, humming and chirping. They have been out of love with their owners for more than a decade, and have been left out in the cold since their owners became obsessed with playing games online.

It's okay to be left out in the cold, every time the owner goes to the human world to find netizens to face the base, he always turns them into huskies and takes them with him......

But the things that the Immortal Emperor doesn't care about doesn't mean that the people under him don't care, such as the guardian who is in charge of the Black Poplar Region at the moment, Reeves.

He rode the undead dragon and roared to the subway entrance area where Qin Tian and the others were.

The Western Dragon is originally a low-level existence than the Eastern Divine Dragon, and it can only be regarded as an evil beast, which cannot be compared with the Divine Beast. The undead dragon, half of its body covered with bones, immediately screamed in fright when it saw the horns on the little dragon girl's head.

Reeves, dressed in a leather coat, jumped from the sky, and with a spear in his hand, he slammed into a ten-meter-deep crater in the ground, knocking the hooded corpse whisperers to death.

"A human cultivator and a princess of the Dragon Realm? How dare you come to my underworld to cause trouble? Reeves stroked the messy hair in front of his forehead, and Musa looked fascinated by his knife-like handsome face.

"So handsome! Are you the Prince of the Underworld? Do you want to take a photo? Can you take a group photo? ”

Reeves: "............"