"I'll see if you've figured it out and if you're willing to give me your legacy."

"Humph! Wish for the moon! ”

In the harsh tone, the anger prevailed, and the slaves of Sanshengquan seemed to be interned here, and there was no possibility of escape.

The old man seemed to have expected this, sighed, looked up at the sky, and said:

"How many more tribulations do you have to go through before you bow your head? How many years have passed, how many old people have left, do you want to die of old age here alone with shackles? Don't you want your legacy to pass on? ”

There seems to be a magic in this voice, which makes people feel uneasy.

The slave of Sanshengquan was unmoved, and said in a cold voice:

"It's useless to trap me here, you have already obtained two of the four inheritances, and I think that's all there was to it at the beginning, what else do you want? Do you want to integrate the four lineages to create a supreme path? Don't be delusional, you and your Heavenly Stealing Dao will surely disappear! ”

"He's him, he didn't take the chance, but I can, besides, he's dead, and I just have to wait for the harvest of the seeds that will be passed on. What's more, Mo Si has grown up, so it's not bad for our descendants to compete with each other. ”

In the calm tone, there is a chilling indifference.

"Shameless! Shameless! Shameless! ”

The slave of Sanshengquan became more and more angry, but he couldn't break free from this shackle, otherwise he would have set off a life-and-death struggle.

"To be exact, now that I have obtained three inheritances, I am only one short, it is yours, but you are so stubborn, I am really helpless, if you force me to use soul searching to forcibly seize it, you know the consequences."

It's a threat, and there's a sense of intimidation when it comes out of his calm tone.

"Afraid you won't make it? I've already seen the fish die and the net is broken, and besides, who told you that there is no way out for my inheritance? I've already planted the seeds, and I'm just out of time! ”

As soon as these words came out, the old man changed color, hurriedly took a step forward, and said loudly:

"When did you get the word out? Could it be..."

After saying that, the old man stepped back and glanced at the spring, as if to confirm whether the person had any signs of breaking free.

"Hmph, stupid, aren't you? Little old man, let me tell you, don't be delusional, what kind of heavenly way, it's just a group of scourges, if Yang Shi hadn't believed your nonsense back then, he wouldn't have withered like that, and someone would have looked for you for revenge, you wait. ”

The slaves of Sanshengquan told the secrets of the old days, as if they were a little unfair for the sages.

When the old man heard this, he really wanted to arouse the dust, and he was a little depressed, he thought of the past countless years ago, and the mistakes he made were difficult to make up.

And the owner of Sanshengquan really wanted to see the old man's hesitation, and said in a soul-hooking tone:

"Do you know where my legacy was delivered? Come here, I'll tell you. ”

The voice of the voice was hooked, pulling all the desires of the old man, and when he heard this, the old man did not hesitate at all, and walked over a few steps.

As soon as he came over, he only saw the slave of Sanshengquan sly smiled, the old man's heart sank, and he hurriedly retreated back, but it was too late, and the slave of Sanshengquan got up violently and suddenly became troubled!

"Roar!"

With a loud shout, the slave of Sanshengquan suddenly flew out of the spring, shook the chains, let out bursts of trembling sounds, roared in struggle, and had a hideous face, which made people's hearts tremble!

"Click!"

Just watch a thunderbolt suddenly appear from the sky, slash straight down, right in the middle of the whirlpool!

The slaves of Sanshengquan folded their hands and used the chains on their wrists as a guide to welcome the heavenly thunder, as if to use the wrath of heaven to punish evil spirits.

The old man in white was furious, turned over and jumped back, his figure was very embarrassed, no matter how bad the position was just now, he would definitely suffer from this thunderstorm!

"The boat is not loaded! Are you crazy! Vainly trying to take advantage of this thunder to break your shackles, aren't you afraid of being hacked to death! ”

It turned out that the slaves of the Sanshengquan were called boats and did not carry them.

The old man in white shouted, his tone was very hurried and panicked.

Unexpectedly, after the boat trapped in the spring did not carry to meet the thunderstorm, he saw that the thick iron chain on the wrist seemed to have broken a few cracks!

It turns out that he has been trying to break free from the shackles in this way, who knows how much risk he has taken, every time he makes such a move for so many years, it can be described as a thousand shots.

Lightning strikes the iron chain, leading to the bottom of the spring, and in the process, Zhou Buzai jumps up with all his might, keeping his wrists hollow, not touching the ring wall, and his body also bursts into the air, so as to avoid being struck by the thunderstorm.

Just this strength, ingenuity, and accuracy, all of them are exactly the same, and it is not good to be slow and fast, it is really an unpredictable skill!

And these three springs are really weird and difficult.

A thunderbolt flashed, and the fog temporarily dissipated, and the landscape here could be clearly seen, which was in the shape of a bowl.

This kind of landscape is ingenious, vertical and horizontal, and winds into a crack in the earth, like a scar cut out of the earth.

It is like a handful of tears of immortals, rooted in the flattest surface of the lost mountain, and amazes the world.

Shouting loudly or making loud noises here will cause a roar of the mountains.

Layers of echoes shook into the sky, causing thunder and rain to pour down, this is a strange place made in heaven.

And because the spring water has no waves for many years, there are many years of accumulated dead water living creatures in it, and once the living beings are soaked, they will naturally lose their minds and be in a trance.

Once you want to break free from it, it will definitely cause a sound, at this time the thunder will be punished, any living creature will be doomed, through this strange place, you can see a corner of the mountain.

And the boat did not carry it back then, it was because of the serious injury, and he was locked in the spring by the old man in front of him.

After so many years, no one knows how many dangers and temptations he went through before he finally found a way to escape.

Once you make a mistake, even if it is only once, it will be doomed, but this is not worth mentioning compared to eternal destruction.

The thunder just now, the boat did not carry the strength close to the whole body, and it was triggered to want to chop the old man to death, but he still missed an inch.

I could only dare not give up, and the boat fell into the Sansheng Spring again, sinking into it, and deadly bubbles appeared.

Every time the boat was carried in this way, the whole body had to be exhausted, and after the lightning strike, the whole body dissipated, and could only temporarily retreat into the spring, relying on the reed pole and the free living creatures in the spring to survive.

Every time I soak for a period of time, in order to avoid rotting all over the body, the boat has to climb up again, and carry the flowers and plants on the lakeside with the strength of dragonflies and water, and it is difficult to survive.

Countless years have passed like this, and the kung fu of the boat is not loaded, and he has exercised his strong body through this, but he still can't break free.

The old man watched the boat sink into the lake, screaming and scolding, but his face was full of shock.

He couldn't have imagined that Zhou Buzai would persist in such a way and with such perseverance for so many years.

You can't wait any longer, find a suitable opportunity, and be sure to search for souls!

I thought about making a move now, but after looking at the waveless mirror-like depths of the Sansheng Spring, the old man still shook his head and gave up for the time being.

It seems that Zhou Buzai just said a big thing and wanted to deceive himself, and his inheritance did not leave the lost mountain, so it was good.

The old man sighed, straightened his clothes, and turned to leave.

"When you and I meet today, we have broken off all friendships, and when we come here again, it is the time when you live and die, I hope you can cherish your old friends."

The old man's voice was ethereal, diffusing in the mist, and his figure gradually dissipated, as if he had never been here.

And on the muddy ground, there is a footprint, so many years, the same road, he has walked countless times, but he has never gained anything.

But the old man didn't notice that there were a few more shallow footprints on the side of the footprints he had left behind when he stepped on the iron shoes, wordlessly imprinted in the mud, stubborn and unyielding.

This era has finally come, and this era does not belong to old age.

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