To put it mildly, Sanshenzi heard someone say the fact that he had defeated Luo Xue and Xiaomei.

Unbelievable.

Looking at the mortals in front of him, the more unbelievable.

But the next moment, Shenba and Shenying were stunned.

If he was really a mortal, how could he have the courage and strength to face the three of them?

While the god carefully looked at Zuo Qiu Heng, he was also releasing his momentum, and his heart was dark.

No matter how his momentum changes, the other party is indifferent and does not show his momentum to resist at all.

It's as if the other party ignores his own momentum.

It's as if his own momentum doesn't show the existence of the other party.

Closing his eyes, his mind was sensitive, and the more frightened the god became, because he really didn't show the existence of the other party.

It seems that the other party is an ordinary grass, an inconspicuous stone.

But it was such an ordinary thing that gradually put a lot of pressure on him.

"Void God, please give me advice. ”

I don't know how long it took, the god opened his eyes, clenched his fists and said.

Zuo Qiu Heng also hugged his fists and said with a smile: "Change places?"

Seeing Shenming and Zuoqiu Heng leaving, Shenba and Shenying looked at each other in shock.

"How can there be such a person?"

"Luo Xue, little sister, really defeated?"

"Impossible, this kind of news can't be hidden!"

......

The two of them were hesitating to go to Kamiun, and the god appeared.

Looking at the gods, the eyes of the two of them were full of disbelief!

At this time, the god was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, his robe was broken, his face was pale, and his eyes were in a trance.

"Kami ......"

The god whispered in a trance, "I lost." ”

It's only been a long time!

Shenba Shenying was dumbfounded.

"One hundred and thirty-two moves...... the god muttered to himself.

When the two of them heard this, their throats squirmed.

One hundred and thirty-two tricks......

If you force it, you can accept this unbelievable fact.

"He gave me a hundred tricks ......"

The two of them were struck like lightning.

"How is that possible!"

"Luo Xue can't do it!"

The god gradually came back to his senses, feeling his heart falling into a trough, and shook his head and said: "The same immortal immortal is the Great Perfection, and the cultivation is not much different, but in the face of him, I have a feeling of powerlessness......"

"How is that possible!"

Shenying couldn't believe that in the same realm, there would be an existence that made the gods powerless!

Shenba laughed in disbelief and said, "It looks like it's just a mortal, you ...... gods."

Before he finished speaking, the god's eyes suddenly cleared up, and a ball of brilliance burst out!

"I know, the key, it's his mortal aura!"

Witch 6.

Merchant procession.

Evil sky trance.

The trance came from the old witch's words.

After making sure that the old witch was not a god to fool himself, the evil heaven fell into a trance.

"Practice, Life ......"

With his wisdom, he could easily understand the meaning of the old witch's words and agree with them.

He used his cultivation heart to ponder stone carvings.

Even extending it, from the age of twelve, he thought about almost everything he did with a spiritual attitude and put it into practice.

This method is the only way for him to become stronger, and it is also a shortcut.

He really got his wish and became unusually strong.

And now, there is an old witch who is not good at fighting and can only carve stones, telling him that he is wrong.

He wanted to refute.

Diligent.

Assiduous.

Sleepless nights.

Think positively.

Learn and apply.

The day is enlightened.

Experience.

Stick with something.

Not arrogant or impatient.

Don't be discouraged.

Go ahead.

......

From the standpoint of an outsider, Evil Heaven summed up his attitude towards cultivation.

He believes that no matter what you do, you will at least do better with these attitudes.

But thinking of those stone carvings that the old witches didn't want to look at, it seemed that he was really wrong.

Based on this, he gave up his rebuttal.

So he began to think, what is life.

"Life ......"

muttered the word softly, savored it, the evil sky suddenly appeared, and he seemed to be too far away from life.

What's even more ridiculous is that it seems that the first twelve years of his life can be linked to these two words.

After the age of twelve, he began to practice and embarked on the path of murder.

Until now, killing people is like hemp, killing immortals is like hemp.

In my memory, it is either killing people or cultivating, either practicing or calculating, or calculating, or killing......

Evil Heaven mourned for a moment for the monotony of his life, and then his bloody eyes returned to clarity and looked around.

I don't have a life, so I use my eyes to see what life is.

In the merchant procession, the tame beast pulled the cart forward, crunching.

The little kids are full of energy, sprinkle the girls and fight, cry when they lose, and look excited when they win.

The old people had serene expressions, sometimes looking at the little boy with soft eyes, and sometimes at the young man with embarrassed eyes, as if they had been young before.

The women were a little worried, muttering something in their mouths and looking calculating.

The warriors were arrogant, their sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, and sometimes they turned back, as if they saw their relatives, and their eyes would be slightly soft.

The leaders had sad faces, and after a glance, the elite of the tribe sighed secretly, as if they had poured blood mold for eight lifetimes.

There are also some skilled people who sit in the car, knitting something quickly with their hands, and fart and chat with others at the same time.

The old witch walked slowly, holding a knife in one hand and a stone in the other, carving stones at will.

I'm done.

Listen.

"Woo, woo......"

The cries of the tame beasts seem to be complaining about the hardships of life, and they seem to be muttering that they are not full.

"Jiaoda, it's a man who comes out to fight me, what's it to bully my brother!"

"Fight, fight, white food, don't think I'm afraid of you!"

The little kids are afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

"Hey, this horn is big, the hair hasn't grown, and the temper is so explosive......"

"Hehe, like his father. ”

"Hey, I think at the beginning, we didn't all come over like this, but now we're old, old......"

"Old hair, who ate half a wild beast in one go yesterday, and is still so stinky and shameless when you are old?"

Old people like to reminisce and are used to teasing.

"Hey, the latter tribe hasn't changed enough salt, I don't know if the next tribe can change it......"

"The one who killed a thousand knives, he finally made some money and wanted to buy a piece of cloth, but he took it to drink, and outsiders were not good at cleaning him up, and when he went back, he hummed ......"

"Sister-in-law, the horns are so strong, what do you usually feed?"

"Yo, damn it, this is the secret of my horn tribe, can't you say ......"

Women are either calculating or chattering.

"Hey, who the hell is that little refiner?"

"How do I know, like a plague god, as soon as he arrives at the market, he pesters me and asks me to teach stone carving ......"

"You taught?"

"How is it possible, this is a thing to eat, but I didn't refuse, I just let him see, hey, tell you, his wine tastes really good, and the wine is strong enough, but I lied to him......"

"The older you get, the more shameless you become, you don't teach crafts, and you cheat to eat and drink!"

"Well, if he's really suitable, where will I not teach? But look at him, doesn't he feel out of place?"

"Well, that's ......"

"That's it, I want to teach this kind of person, but he can't learn it, and it's not like us at all...... Ouch stomach hurts, let's talk later, pull a bubble and ......"

(End of chapter)

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