Chapter 390: Molten Slurry

Jun Xiaojiao came all the way, his feet suspended in mid-air, and his body was like a gust of demonic wind, blowing the leaves and making a sound.

"Wang Qiang," Jun Xiaojiao smiled cruelly, "I won't kill you, I just need your body and use your physical body to cultivate." As long as you come out obediently, I will not devour your soul, but send it to the afterlife, hehehe. ”

To hell with me believing him. I hid in the canopy, the dense foliage covered my body, I don't know if this will work, whether it can block Jun Xiaojiao's view.

Jun Xiaojiao slowly walked near the big tree, my heart beat faster, I didn't dare to make a sound, I was so nervous that I was about to pee, but I didn't dare to make a sound, I could only clamp my legs.

He didn't know if he had noticed me, so he walked around the big tree, laughing at me over and over again, and told me to show up quickly.

"Wang Qiang, my temper is not very good, you also know, if I catch you, it will not be the current condition." Jun Xiaojiao stood under the tree and laughed cruelly.

"I'll give you three counts of time, and if you take the initiative, I'll send your soul well. If I find you, hehehehe, I'll devour your soul and let your soul fly away! Rattle. Jun Xiaojiao laughed wildly.

His position was less than a meter away from me, and I was so stressed that my whole body was hot and my gumes were itching. What to do? To go out, or not to go out?

For a moment, I really gave up hope, thinking that if I went out, it would be a knife to stretch out my head and shrink my head, but if I think about it carefully, it's not like that, until the last moment, I can't give up the hope of life!

I'm hiding in the leaves, Jun Xiaojiao is counting down, "1~~2~~~~"

He smiled and suddenly shouted, "3! As soon as he finished speaking, a large hand suddenly reached into the leaves and grabbed me in the foreheart, and before I could react to what was happening, he pulled me out of the canopy.

My whole body rose into the air, flipped in the air, and was thrown to the ground by Jun Xiaojiao vigorously, which almost didn't knock my internal organs out. I was lying on the ground, unable to climb up, completely unable to resist.

Jun Xiaojiao's whole body floated over, a big hand grabbed my head tightly, I was lifted up alive by him, I felt like a vise stuck in my head, my head was cracking, and I couldn't break free until my feet were off the ground.

Jun Xiaojiao looked at me, we were looking at each other, his neck was winding like a snake, and his floating head was facing my eyes, he smiled: "We have been together for nearly a month, and we have a good run-in, to be honest, I really can't bear to kill you." ”

I was grabbed by his head, and I couldn't speak at all, I just stared at him. Maybe this is the last thing I saw in my life, it turned out to be such a monster.

My vision was blurry, and I was still trying to hold on.

Jun Xiaojiao smiled, laughing extremely demonically, and slowly said to himself: "I want to extract your soul, like Azanyuan and Zhu Qiang, and completely absorb it." It is your privilege to be a part of me, and you will run for a great life. ”

He let go of his hand suddenly, and I fell from the air to the ground, weak and unable to muster any strength.

Jun Xiaojiao squatted next to me and sniffed deeply at my head, "Familiar taste, familiar soul, haha." He laughed, "I will use your identity to walk the world, suck the soul of every cultivator, and make my mana incomparably stronger, unprecedented!" ”

His big hands were on my head and he began to chant the scriptures. My head was dizzy, my consciousness went blank, and I felt as if I was floating up from the ground.

At this moment, I vaguely felt that a primordial spirit of great power suddenly flew out from the depths of my divine consciousness and slashed at Jun Xiaojiao.

Jun Xiaojiao suddenly let go of his hand, I was weak and weak, lying on the ground, what was going on behind me was not very clear, and I was in a state of dreaming but not dreaming. I feel that the two demonic winds are rolled together, and the two huge strange shadows come and go, intricately, and I can't see who is whom.

I know, it's the Three-Eyed Nakshatra.

The Three-Eyed Yaksha is like my patron saint, and it suddenly appears to protect me in the most critical moments.

In fact, I know that the Three-Eyed Yaksha is also looking for the body that walks in the world, and I have its yin energy mixed with it, and it has already regarded me as a bag.

The three-eyed yaksha is the god of the underworld, and Jun Xiaojiao is the demon of the yang, both of them are the most yin things, and the surrounding woods are trembling. I couldn't open my eyes and couldn't lift my head, I just felt that the sky was spinning, it seemed that the whole world was in darkness, it was already early in the morning, the sun was out, but I couldn't see anything, and the surrounding darkness was like a thick night.

I lay on the ground and smiled bitterly, these two big demons are all trying to take away my body, and as a party, I can't do anything, I can only wait for the result of their battle, and one demon will win.

At this moment, I heard a sudden "pop" in the air, which shook my ears and made me almost deaf, and a huge gloomy aura rushed towards me, and I fainted before I realized what was going on. At the moment of dizziness, I felt that there was yin qi burrowing into my body.

In my dreams, I was like a river and a sea, my consciousness was empty, and I didn't know anything. I seemed to be standing in front of a sea of molten lava, the temperature was extremely high, the red molten slurry that reached thousands of degrees was tumbling, and there were many faces in it, including Zhu Qiang, Azanyuan, and many people I didn't know.

I was watching intently when suddenly there was a strong force behind me that lifted me up. I exclaimed, and looked down to see that it was the Three-Eyed Yaksha. It looked tired, but insignificant, and lifted me up in the air and threw me into the molten slurry.

I screamed in fright.

The Three-Eyed Yaksha raised his head to look at me, his eyes narrowed, and he said slowly, "If you want to become a Venerable, you must first enter the Magma Hell to cleanse your mortal body!" ”

"What are you talking about, I don't understand, what kind of place is this, you quickly let me down." I screamed in a hurry.

The Three-Eyed Yaksha said gloomily, "This place is the molten hell of the netherworld, which is specially used to cleanse the worldly beings, and only after this ordeal can the mortal mind be cleansed. ”

I was so anxious that I cried out, "I'm not dead yet, why send me to hell?" ”

"You are the Venerable, and then you have the help of the two demons, if you don't wash your heart, your heart will be lost, and you will bring disaster to the world, this is the prison of purgatory." As it spoke, it tossed me straight towards the molten lava.

The hairs on my whole body stood up, what was going on, was it a dream or reality, how did I fall into the underworld and hell in a daze, and before I could react, the whole person fell into the hot magma.

As soon as I went there, I felt like a thousand fires were baking my body, and the huge flames surrounded me, and every inch of my skin was hurting.

I thought while aching, it's over, I'm definitely burned to the point of being unrepresented, what will I do for the rest of my life. Later, it was useless to gasp in pain, and the body did not dare to move at all, and even gasping for breath hurt.

I cried and screamed for I don't know how long, my throat was hoarse, and my whole body was in unbearable pain from the molten slurry and the fire.

I can't help but think of the days when I was in prison, and later I was released from prison to work and was blinded, and I returned to the village to drink with Zhang Hong, used black witchcraft to deal with Lei Shuai, and saw the third uncle kill the paper man Zhang, etc., those past stories of Chen Guzi's rotten sesame seeds, especially some things I didn't do well, all emerged. Eventually, I started crying, and the more I cried, the more sad I became, and then I didn't know how I got it, but I felt that both eyes were sore and itchy, as if they were hot, or maybe they were crying.

I don't know when I fainted, and faintly heard a voice in the distance: I hope that the Venerable will enter the world to accumulate more good fruits and attain the Buddha's heart as soon as possible.

After a while, I slowly opened my eyes and found myself lying in the grass. I snorted and hurriedly got up from the ground, this is a small forest, everything is so familiar, the big tree in front of me is still there, it is the place where I just hid in order to avoid Jun Xiaojiao.

I stood up and looked around in the middle of the grass, the sun was shining, and the leaves were coming out and falling to the ground in speckled spots.

What about Jun Xiaojiao? What about the Three-Eyed Yaksha? Now that I think about it, it feels like a dream.

I walked slowly outside, feeling relaxed, light, and my body did not feel any redundant heaviness, and my sensitivity to my surroundings had improved significantly, as if I heard the distant birdsong in front of me, so crisp and exquisite, so close to reach.

What's going on? I think back to the molten dream, which seems real and illusory.

Not far from the woods is a cave, and I saw two corpses, which were Zhu Qiang and Azanyuan. Zhu Qiang lay motionless on the ground, while Azanyuan was covered in blood, and his headless body looked like a statue.

It seems that all this I experienced yesterday was not a dream.