Chapter 129: Do you want to kill me?

The old man glanced at this matter and said: "He is indeed the number one genius of the five federations since ancient times, whether you admit it or not, this fact is unchangeable, and the matter to be discussed today is also related to him." ā€

Boom, everyone quieted down and listened. The old man said: "Why do I say that I would rather her succeed in merging the Dao? Some time ago, everyone thought that she was going to retreat and merge the Dao, but she didn't expect that she suddenly made a move to join the Dao but did not join the Dao, but her combat power is comparable to the first-order of the Merge Dao, and maybe she can still live the power of the true first-order Hedao!"

Everyone gasped, this is too weird! The old man said: "Refining the Divine Dao is regarded as the most evil existence in ancient times, and it is still the source of the evil Dao, it is not an empty word, there must be its unfathomable place. She is a monster refined by the demon, and she is also the student of the demon, and she must be eradicated before she can truly join the way. Otherwise, when she really agrees, no one knows what kind of storm she will not set off, her teacher has already broken us seven years ago, and she can't be used by the Federation, unless the marshal and the senators are willing to let go of the demon. Who will do this? ā€

Everyone is afraid of death after living for such a handful of years, and the longer they live, the more afraid they are of death, the fairy can already slap a group of ordinary Yuanshen Realm peerless powerhouses with one palm, not to mention that he can now cut off a first-order powerhouse of the Convergence Dao, is it appropriate for you to let a group of Yuanying ants give this girl a head?

The other deputy chairman of the fifth layer of the Yuan Shen also said helplessly: "This monster is no longer something we can deal with, we must join forces to play the elder group, and ask the elder group's co-ordination power to take action." ā€

Gao Ling knew that they couldn't solve it at this time, they were just a group of people who were responsible for discussing solutions. Gao Ling said again: "The first thing to be discussed today has been resolved, and then the second thing is the second thing, that little demon has disappeared for seven years, I am strict to criticize the discussion of this matter, you are not in place to supervise the people below the people who do things ineffectively, so he escaped under the high-pressure pursuit, we have paid for the lives of several Hedao half-immortals and many peerless powerhouses in the Yuan Shen Realm, and there has been no news of him for seven years." Originally, it was a good ending if this matter was not known, after all, he was the person in charge of the Heavenly Dao Research Institute, but now that the Heavenly Dao Research Institute did not have his presiding over the results, the results had decreased sharply, and there were only three newly discovered Dao patterns. Maybe after twenty or thirty years of this limelight, it will be impossible to secretly reconcile with him and ask him to come back to preside over the Heavenly Dao Research Institute, but the elders of the elder group don't want to wait any longer, so they give us a new military order, try their best to find him out, and do their best to get the deepest secret of becoming an immortal in the soul network. Let's talk about your solution. ā€

The councillors below were discussing, and they all felt that they should refocus on monitoring the students and their families who were once closest to Jiang Long, and when the councillors were about to submit the plan, a deputy speaker of the Yuan Shen Realm rushed in hurriedly and said, "Found it, finally found it." ā€

Everyone was stunned for a moment, could it be that the deputy speaker was stimulated by something and went crazy, and his mouth was full of nonsense that people couldn't understand. The deputy speaker shook the old man's hand and said, "Madam, traces of that demon have been found in the southern part of the Bear Domain 6 District. It's the demon who came up with the god-making plan. ā€

The old man's hand was still grabbed by her husband, and she didn't care how red her old face was, so she immediately stood up and shouted, "Whoever is in charge of this matter, it will be a great achievement to arrest him." ā€

A Yuanying who was as fat as a ball raised his hand and said: "I have students who are the deputy commanders of the Divine Wind Guard in the Youxiong Domain, and there are several local first-class sects supported by my family, and there are more than a dozen Yuanqi-level powerhouses in total, and he can't make much trouble with a wasted dantian, I want to see who dares to save him." ā€

An hour ago, there was indeed a civil strife in the Evil Sun Demon Scorpion Sect, which was caused by Jiang Long's forced sacrifice of Ya Wushui, an out-of-body incarnation.

Time has to go back to the fourth day after the failure of the Ya Wushui mission, and Ya Wushui finally returned to the organization's lair.

Losing two True Transmission disciples and dozens of ordinary disciples at one time, how could his master spare him? Fortunately, this is an incarnation, Jiang Long doesn't care what kind of torture this temporary incarnation is subjected to, he just needs to find a way to survive and continue to complete the task given to him by Jiang Long himself.

This Ya Wushui is a copycat version of a simple external incarnation, once you leave the deity Wanli Li will begin to be controlled by the deity, but you dare not leave the deity 20,000 miles Wanfan. The general will not be affected by the foreign monarch's life, and besides, this is Jiang Long's vice that he still has a trace of real yĆ n nature when he made this incarnation outside his body, and the soul fragment torn off is a negative soul fragment that grasps negative desires.

It is the embodiment of lust and arrogance.

In the dark prison, Ya Wushui was hooked through the arpeggio bone by two large irons and soaked in the salt water prison. There were more than ten wounds on his body that were difficult to heal, and when the salt water soaked these wounds, the pain made him sink into his heart and lungs, and made him scream again and again: "Master, I am wrong, I am guilty, I confess my guilt, and I want to atone for my sins." ā€

When there was a bang, the door of the salt water prison opened, and a woman wearing a pink cheongsam and high heels and snorting melon seeds walked in, and said sarcastically in a coquettish voice: "Yo, isn't this my husband's unpretentious disciple who is so arrogant that no one is arrogant." ā€

This woman is Ya Wushui's little master, and his master has more than a dozen aunts, all of whom used to be Ya Wushui's fellow sisters, but they are not true heirs.

A hint of discoloration suddenly flashed in Ya Wushui's eyes, he understood the heart and daily life of every little master's sister, so he opened his mouth to tempt the little master to come over, he had something to say to the little master.

These little masters have to endure the boredom of the dead ghost's frequent retreat on weekdays, and the dead ghost also comes out to collect the results every time he goes out, and the hundreds of ordinary disciples are the people raised by the dead ghosts, and their task is to be responsible for collecting the results of these people's tripods.

The little master really knelt down and stepped forward.

After listening to Ya Wushui's words, the little master's eyebrows were like a bewitching flower, and the blood in her body was boiling.

The little master said in a shy and thoughtful way: "This salt water won't erode my skin?"

"You and I are both cultivators of the True Qi Realm, are you still afraid of this salt water?" Ya Wushui tempted the little master, and suddenly bit her ear and pulled it.

The salt water pool was fluttering and fluttering, and the human body was like a flower blooming in this salt water pool. It was a poisonous snake, a snake that would not let go of its mouth and toss while biting a little mouse, but at this time it was nostalgic for this flower blooming in the water.

Ya Wushui was fished into the salt water pool, and the little master was like a human bird, and the water droplets from the top of the hell ceiling dripped little by little into the salt water pool like the call of the yellow spring. Ya Wushui's voice was like a terrifying magic voice: "Little Master, pass my words to other Little Masters for me, saying that Shui'er misses them." ā€

There is a white root lurking in the body of this little master, which is the root of the bronze lotus.

The little master looked back like a kitten, and then left.

Ya Wushui suddenly muttered to himself evilly, "Buddha, you want to kill me?"