"Do you think that you are the master of Zhonglang Seal and can be superhuman, but it's not honest to give me this feng shui dead end, detachment, who can be transcendent?"

"Hahaha········"

Song Qingli can actually speak in this secluded icy water? What's even more shocking is that his voice can reach his ears, you must know that this is in water, and the energy required for sound transmission in the water medium is much higher than in the air, several times or even dozens of times.

This!

This shocked Zhu Zhigang too much.

Zhu Zhigang had already felt that the oxygen in his lungs was insufficient at this time, and after staying underwater for so long, it was already time for ventilation, which was because he was invisibly transformed by Zhong Langyin, which greatly increased the time of holding his breath.

Zhu Zhigang, whose face was as pale as paper, was even more vain under his feet, and his whole body was weak, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, not to mention the strong suction in the "waterway" now.

He held the Zhonglang seal in his hand, and the waterway in his eyes took on a shocking pure black.

"Hoo ······"

Zhu Zhigang exhaled, his hand clenched tightly, and shrunk his body to the smallest size, in order to cope with any unexpected situation that might arise in the joint, if there is a hidden arrow to hurt people, the smaller the size, the smaller the chance of being seriously injured.

His trembling hands were difficult to lift, and after entering the range of the waterway, he found that he was sweating profusely, Zhu Zhigang unconsciously wanted to wipe off the sweat on his forehead, and suddenly remembered that this was in the water!

"What's going on?" ·······"

Zhu Zhigang clenched his teeth and lifted his drowsy spirit due to lack of oxygen, he looked up and looked around, staring at the situation in this "waterway", and his eyes, which were about to be refreshed, slowly revealed a light of surprise.

In his eyes, this is heaven, this is hell, and this is the place he should covet the most.

"The Lord of the Zhonglang Seal has come in?"

A low, hoarse voice of smoke came from above the "waterway", and a figure stood about a long distance above him.

Song Qingli? But it's not like Song Qingli, his eyes and expressions are completely different from Song Qingli, and he can actually walk in the "waterway", but his temperament is completely different, his steps are a little staggering, like an old man, you must know that Song Qingli is not very old, although he is middle-aged, but his heart is extremely stable, so the pace is the same as his person, extremely stable!

Zhu Zhigang didn't speak, his eyes were fixed on the other party, watching "Song Qingli" walking towards him, at this time he had no way to move, so he could only sit and wait for death.

"Ahem, cough, ······"

Zhu Zhigang was already mentally prepared to explain here, but when he heard "Song Qingli" suddenly coughing, he couldn't straighten his waist, and the other party quickly stood up and wiped off the corners of his mouth without a trace.

However, Zhu Zhigang really saw that what was wiped off was blood, black blood.

"Song Qingli" stopped, the cold light in his eyes gradually calmed down, and then turned into a detached look.

He suddenly laughed, "Lord Zhonglang Yin is in front of him, the last step, is there no way to achieve this last step?" ”

What's the situation, just now it was full of malice, why do you suddenly feel like the old man next door?

Could it be that the other party can't hold on?

"Lord Zhonglang, it seems that what he said is right, he is really a person with good luck, don't worry, if you come in half a year earlier, it may be another result, and it can be regarded as your life."

Zhu Zhigang was a little stunned, looking at each other in disbelief,

"I'm the second-generation master of this heaven and earth furnace, I have long forgotten what my original name was, and now I just have a title, given by the first-generation master, called Night Pupil"

"Who was the first master?"

Zhu Zhigang couldn't help asking.

A strange color flashed in the eyes of the night pupil, and he was silent for a long time, then turned his head to look at the passage, and said: "I can't remember the specific name, it is said that others call him Qiankun Daoren, and he stayed under Cao Cao for a period of time at the earliest, and the Zhonglang seal in your hand has a lot to do with him."

Zhu Zhigang opened his mouth, it is difficult to say whether the "this" in front of him is a person or a ghost, there is a sense of turbidity and old age, it is difficult to speak, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the oil is exhausted. But with the Zhonglang seal in his hand, he could clearly feel that there was an extraordinary energy in the other party's body.

Night Hitomi said in a deep voice: "He should be the caster of Zhonglang Seal"

"Forger?"

Zhu Zhigang's eyes were shocked, and his face was a little worried, this heaven and earth furnace can be set up by the master here, what kind of situation should the feng shui technique go to?

However, seeing a few patterns in the passage, Zhu Zhigang's already slightly relaxed spirit suddenly became nervous again.

"What about you? Why did the Qiankun Dao people choose you as the second-generation master? ”

At this time, the grass in the passage suddenly became green, the grass grew and the warbler flew, and then the wind rose in the passage

The breeze has passed, the fallen leaves are fluttering, a fragrance gradually spreads, and several patterns are highlighted in the passage, and there are two Zhu Zhiang who have seen it on the Zhonglang seal.

Patterns surround and intersect with each other.

Inside the passage, the original dark color turned into a dazzling blood red, and a purple blood coffin floated out, and as soon as it appeared, it revealed a chill.

The nine blood-colored dragons on the blood coffin came to life, and they came up to know the lid of the blood coffin.

"This is the coffin of the Qiankun Daoist?"

The night pupil bowed slightly, staring at the blood coffin tightly, only to see that the blood coffin, which was originally closed, trembled at this time, and squeaked and staggered the lid on it.

Inside sat up a person.

His face was dark and blue, and he seemed to have only one arm left.

What's more, there are black iron chains tied under his skin, embedded in the flesh and blood, like tree roots, which are shocking.

"Night pupils, is the gate of heaven open? Why wake me up? ”

A voice seemed to come from the ground, and Zhu Zhigang only felt that his mind was pulled away by these words.

Eardrums, pain!

It hurts in my head, and it hurts my heart!