"Uncle Shi, what's wrong with you?"

With a crying voice in a panic, Zhou Tian's appearance really frightened him.

"I'll be fine, I'll be fine in a while. ”

Zhou Tian panted and touched Nezha's head and comforted.

Nezha's eyes were red, and Zhou Tian's appearance didn't look like he was fine.

Then Shen Gongbao and Zhao Gongming were also surprised to see Zhou Tian's appearance.

"The art of cursing and killing, who has such a strong supernatural power, can actually curse and kill a quasi-saint. ”

Zhao Gongming saw Zhou Tian's situation at a glance, so his face changed even more.

"Land pressure. ”

Zhou Tian explained that Zhao Gongming is different from Wen Zhong, and he is definitely no stranger to the name Lu Press.

"Lu Press? It turned out to be him... It must have been the one from the Wa Palace who sent him, and knowing that you were a quasi-saint, that person couldn't help it. ”

Shen Gongbao muttered, they are all high-level members of the Xuanmen, so they are not too unfamiliar with the name Lu Pressure.

Xiqi, Lu Jian took out three more feather arrows and pressed them into Zhou Tian's other arm and two thighs.

"Ahh

Zhou Tian couldn't help but let out a shout again, he already felt the existence of his limbs, as if he had cut off his limbs from the soul level.

At the same time, the sharp pain in his soul made it difficult for him to think about anything else.

The others present were a little silent, not knowing how to deal with it, in their hearts, there was no way to even be such a quasi-saint as Zhou Tian, let alone them.

Nezha's eyes flashed with tears, although this uncle often bullied him, he was still very good to him, and the name Lu Jian had been engraved into his heart.

And Lu Jian took out three feather arrows, shrunk them to the size of a needle, and pressed them towards the eyebrows, chest, and dantian of "Zhou Tian".

In an instant, the immeasurable resentment erupted, and the entire straw man turned black, and the resentment was churning, and it was reflected on Zhou Tian's deity through the connection in the underworld.

And Zhou Tian was lifeless at this moment, and his breath was completely gone, and the log of the long-lost immortal system was finally refreshed again.

"Host died..."

"The undead system starts..."

"The host is resurrected, and the number of deaths is increased by one. ”

Nezha cried bitterly, unable to control himself, and Wen Zhong's expression was complicated.

But in the next moment, their eyes widened suddenly, and Zhou Tian's breath reappeared, only to see Zhou Tian reopen his eyes and mutter: "Damn, Lu Press, you wait for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will definitely kill you." ”

The sharp pain that had just come from his soul had already made him sentence Lu Jian to death.

When he looked up and saw the boss with staring eyes, and Nezha who wiped his face with tears and snot, he coughed lightly and said, "Hello everyone, I am Zhou Tian's younger brother, Zhou Di, I am here to replace him." ”

Wen Zhong's expression changed several times again, he snorted coldly, turned his head and left, thanks to the fact that he had just saluted Zhou Tian, and Zhou Tian was teasing him all the time, so he didn't know that he shouldn't believe this guy at all.

Zhao Gongming and Shen Gongbao also smiled, in their opinion, this should be a quasi-saint, how could it be so simple to be calculated to death, at most it can only be said that Zhou Tian has some bad taste.

"Nezha, I said, it'll be fine in a while. ”

Zhou Tian waved his hand to wipe away the tears on Nezha's face.

“......”

Nezha glared at him fiercely, this uncle of his likes to play tricks on people the most, how can he believe in his evil.

And the straw man in Lu Press's hand also turned into ashes at the moment of Zhou Tian's death.

Lu Jian said slowly: "That Zhou Tian should be dead, the soul is extinguished, and there is no possibility of survival." ”

"Then why do you have such a look?"

Thinking about comparing the joy on the faces of the twelve golden immortals, Burning the lamp was not so optimistic, because Lu Quan's expression did not have the slightest joy after success.

"Because I said yes. ”

Lu Quan's eyes were deep, all this was too smooth, so smooth that he couldn't believe it, according to normal terms, Zhou Tian should indeed be dead, but Lu Jian thought that this possibility was less than one percent.

"Whether it succeeds or not, I'll find out. ”

Burning the lamp said, this is not a difficult thing to detect, and the camps of the two sides are not far apart.

Lighting the lamp and saying that he would do it, he came to the camp of the Shang Dynasty and said loudly: "Please also ask Zhou Guoshi to come out and talk about it." ”

Zhou Tian in the camp heard the words of the lamp and knew that the other party also suspected that he was not dead, so he came to the test.

He also had no desire to hide, no meaning, so he also went out of the camp.

When Randen saw Zhou Tian come out, he didn't show any surprise, and said with a smile: "The national teacher is really good." ”

"I am Zhou Tian's younger brother Zhou Di, my brother has been killed by Lu Zhuan's nailhead Seven Arrows Book, I am here to avenge my brother. ”

Zhou Tian said casually.

"The national teacher laughed, and now I am even more curious about which Taoist friend the national teacher is incarnated. ”

Ran Deng smiled indifferently, but he was even more curious about Zhou Tian's origin in his heart, knowing that it was Lu Pressure who made the move just now, and he also knew the name of Lu Pressure's supernatural power, and you must know that Lu Pressure did not reveal the name of his supernatural power to them just now.

And Lu Quan, who was secretly observing, was also a little surprised in his heart, not because Zhou Tian did not die, but because Zhou Tian actually knew his magical name.

"Tell the old bird that he will die!"

Zhou Tian said a cruel word, and then turned around and went back to the camp.

Randen raised his eyebrows, calling Jin Wu an old bird, and Zhou Tian was the first.

Lu Jian heard it clearly, his face was gloomy, from now on, he wanted Zhou Tian's life not just because of Nuwa's order.

Burning the lamp and returning to the camp, he didn't touch Lu Quan's brows, he believed that what Zhou Tian had just said, Lu Jian heard clearly.

"Uncle Shi, Brother Lu Zhudao's supernatural powers didn't work, what should I do next?"

Guang Chengzi opened his mouth and asked, seemingly worrying about what to do with Zhou Tian next, but in fact, he was reporting Lu Zhuan's sentence, "Weak like a golden immortal." That sentence made them awkward for a while.

Lu Jian glanced at Guang Chengzi, his golden eyes flashed, and a majestic coercion flashed away.

The twelve golden immortals all changed color, and Lu Jian was warning them.

"Pay attention to your identity, don't think that the one who relies on Kunlun Mountain can empty his eyes. ”

Lu Jian said indifferently, because of his father, uncle, and brother, he didn't have a good impression of these saints.

Ran Deng shook his head, these twelve golden immortals are above the top, and they don't look at who the other party is, and there is Nuwa standing behind Lu Quan, not to mention the identity of the son of Emperor Jun, who can speak in front of many ancient powers of the demon clan.

Thanks to Lu Quan, he knew that his identity was special, otherwise he would kill the twelve golden immortals with a ruthless heart, and it would not be a to run to Nuwa Palace to escape for tens of thousands of years.

The Twelve Golden Immortals' faces turned red, obviously extremely aggrieved, but in the end, they still didn't say anything, and admitted it.