Looking at the damage to the body, but the divine soul was shattered in an instant, and the pain of death made him let out an earth-shattering roar, but with the repair of the immortal divine soul, the four gods stood back expressionlessly, and did not continue to attack, he instantly understood, this level is to verify his identity, immortal divine soul, but Nima, this verification procedure is a little too painful.

Jiang Xiaoman, who has always been smooth sailing, is powerless in the face of this desperate situation of death, which makes him deeply understand that with the improvement of his strength, the level of contact he will be higher and higher, and there will be more and more terrifying powerhouses, which makes him feel huge pressure.

Stepping into the Nine Heavens, unlike before, he appeared in a palace, the palace was empty, there was only a mural, the mural should be the palace group of the heavenly court, and there was a beautiful woman in white who made him dazzling in the air, exuding an awe-inspiring and inviolable divine aura, Jiang Xiaoman was surprised to find that this mural was made by someone who did it, the woman in white was extremely expressive, and a pair of smart eyes were looking at him, which made him feel a little hairy, because no matter which direction he went, the eyes of the woman in white always looked at him again.

He scratched his head, this was a closed hall, there were no doors and windows, and even the way in had disappeared, what was this Wudao Palace doing? Why didn't there even be a road, he touched here, where he bumped, tried to find the mechanism, but a day later, he was completely disappointed, even every temple brick under the ground was knocked by him, and he didn't find any mechanism.

The only possibility is the mural, because the woman in white always looks at him, it makes him feel a little weird, so he subconsciously avoided the mural, but the only hope at the moment is there, he clasped his hands together at the woman in white, "The fairy atonement, there is no way to do it, it is not intentionally offensive." ”

Then he stretched out his hand and began to grope on the mural, but he didn't find that a trace of shame flashed in the eyes of the woman in white, the whole mural except for the woman in white, all of them were touched by him, but he still didn't find any mechanism, he frowned, thought for a long time, and fell on the woman in white.

He didn't dare to look at the woman in white, he closed his eyes and reached out to touch it, and muttered, "Fairy, it's not weird! ”

Start, hey, what's it? It's so soft, he subconsciously pinched it, and it was very elastic, he quickly opened his eyes, and suddenly his eyes widened and the woman in white looked at each other, the woman in white in the mural was red with shame, and was looking at him with shame, and his wolf claws were pinching her left chest, he quickly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and muttered in his mouth: "This is an illusion, this is an illusion, this must be a mechanism, twist it and open it." ”

Stretching out his hand, there was a 'bang', the woman in white's face was red and about to drip blood, Jiang Xiaoman opened her eyes in surprise and blinked: "Strange, why didn't it open, is it on the right? Who designed this mechanism, it's too spoofing." ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and touched the right chest, twisted it, and there was a 'bang', Jiang Xiaoman looked at the woman in white strangely, she was glaring at him viciously, her face was bright red, Jiang Xiaoman touched his chin with his left hand, hey, why is the beard so long, he stroked his beard, and smiled: "What kind of guy from the Wudao Palace is too creative, is it the three-D technology that has been passed on? This mural can still blush? It can also stare at people, and the chest is designed so well, it's really a genius, but why can't the mechanism be opened?"

He directly ignored the murderous gaze of the woman in white, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said in surprise, "I know." ”

The woman in white showed a hint of hope in her eyes, looking at him earnestly, Jiang Xiaoman said excitedly: "It must be twisted on both sides together." ”

The woman in white spewed anger in her eyes, if her eyes could kill, he would have died countless times, so Jiang Xiaoman twisted left and right, up and down, the woman in white was about to cry, with tears of shame and indignation in her eyes.

It wasn't until Jiang Xiaoman tossed left and right for half an hour, and he was too addicted to his hands, that he stopped, contemplated it, and the woman in white seemed to be relieved, but after a while, the woman in white almost didn't cry, because Jiang Xiaoman aimed between her legs with malicious intentions, and muttered: "The most sensitive thing for a woman is three points, is it below?"

Fortunately, Jiang Xiaoman just talked about it, and didn't put it into practice, looking up and down carefully, the woman in white who looked at it was hairy in her heart, and when she looked at Jiang Xiaoman with hope and seemed to have an understanding, what he said almost made her collapse directly, "This woman is so beautiful, I don't know who painted it, if there is really such a beautiful beauty, I have to marry home and give me a baby." ”

The woman in white didn't know what she was thinking at the moment, but from her distracted eyes, she could see how disappointed she was at the moment, she had been sealed for endless years, and there was hope to break the seal.

Jiang Xiaoman made a meditative thought on the surface, but in fact, he was snickering in his heart, how can such a beautiful fairy be willing not to take advantage of her if she can't move, saying that the fairy's thing is really big and really elastic, this girl is my person, the goddesses of the medicine forest, there is another mahjong partner, anyway, I haven't been to the medicine forest for a long time, and I really miss them.

And when he first touched the mural, he had already discovered the power of the seal, and it was precisely because he discovered the power of the seal that he would pretend, the Nine Seals of the Daoist of the Nine Seals, wasn't he the supreme of the human realm? Why did the Heavenly Court have the things he sealed? Was it sealed by his master or himself? Who is the Nine Seals Daoist? This made him full of doubts, it seems that in the trajectory of his growth, there are always nine Dao people, is all this a coincidence or deliberate?

Jiang Xiaoman pondered for a long time, and without looking at it, he reached out and pressed the gold bead, the woman in white looked at her slightly, and then felt ashamed in her heart, it turned out that this guy was deliberately taking advantage of herself, the mural fluctuated invisibly, the entire hall began to shake, a bright white light flashed, the whole world became a blank, and a terrifying cold aura began to permeate.

Jiang Xiaoman's whole body was stiff, his soul and body were frozen, and even his thoughts were frozen, as if he had fallen into eternal darkness, maybe for a moment, maybe for countless years, when a glimmer of light appeared in front of him, he found himself in an ice palace, in a crystal transparent ice coffin, lying the woman in white, her long eyelashes were black and curled, covering her closed eyes, her skin was as clear as jade, her graceful figure, and her face was white and almost transparent, like a sleeping fairy.

Jiang Xiaoman's heart shuddered, shook his head, shook off the ice ballast on his eyebrows and beard, his body that had long been cold and invasive could not stand this extreme cold, just now he smelled the smell of death, he frowned, he didn't notice the slightest vitality in the woman, could it be that she was already dead? No, the eyes of the woman in the mural just now were so smart, how could she die? He opened his insight, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He reached out and grabbed the lid of the ice coffin, and a chill that even his soul could freeze entered his body along his arm, and hurriedly used the power of the sun to get rid of the cold, reached out and lifted the lid of the coffin, and hugged the woman in the coffin.

A stream of scorching sun power followed his hand into the woman's body, the woman's body began to become soft from stiffness, but there was still no breath of life, he frowned, slowly entered the life force, the woman's fair face gradually had a hint of ruddy, Jiang Xiaoman suddenly said into the air: "Still not returning?"

The white-clothed woman hidden in the air had a suffocated look in her eyes, this guy could actually see his own soul? But remembering the previous scene, he suddenly glared at him angrily, this dead old man, if it weren't for the fact that you are the inheritor of the Wudao Palace, this fairy would have to make you look good, and his soul flashed, and he became one with that woman.