The ancients Chang Yun: Ginger is still old and spicy.

It is not an exaggeration to use this sentence to describe the old man Ao Lie, and now he thinks that since he appeared in his original form in the City of Divine Blessing, he has been targeted by the "sinister and cunning" master.

From then on, the "sinister and cunning" old man laid out a game within a game, dug a big hole, waited for Stay Up to jump into it, and then Stay Up and bury himself happily.

The "insidious and cunning" lord is even more accurate, as the devil's boil, all the negative emotions in his body will be infinitely amplified, so the pride, complacency, and arrogance in the negative emotions must also be, so little by little he guided the day to jump into the pit.

was arrogant and arrogant to the extreme, not only did he not find anything unusual, but he was extremely excited to bury soil on himself.

"No wonder I said that this time it was so easy to break through the psychological defense of Lan Jiechen's idiot, it turned out that this old immortal was playing tricks, I*...... ¥......!@#W$#%......"The more I think about it, the more angry I get, and the more I think about it, the more I feel that the master is very hateful."

"In other words, this resentment group is also a bureau set up by this old immortal, and it is an overall situation set up in order to completely annihilate me, I ×...... ＆％＠￥！＠......”

He was furious in his heart, and he couldn't wait to rub the old man into ashes, but his strength was not enough for the other party to bully, so he could only greet the eighteenth generation of the old man's ancestors in a very friendly manner, and he forgot that his ancestors seemed to be no different from the old man's ancestors.

In fact, he was still wrong, he didn't know that from the moment Lan Jiechen stepped into the Immortal Trace Forest, the old man had already paved the way for Lan Jiechen and the demons. Many things happen not accidentally, but they can make the sky unconsciously and unconsciously. And he jumped into the pit.

Time flies, time flies.

It's been more than a month since the day when the old man said what he said.

Forgetfulness is a great virtue of intelligent beings. Also a huge drawback. A month has passed, and the enthusiasm of the originally enthusiastic people has begun to cool down, and the incident at King Arthur's Mausoleum has begun to cool and forget.

Although there are still many people who take it out as a talking point after dinner, they are no longer as excited and enthusiastic as they were at the beginning, after all, no matter how earth-shattering things are, they will eventually be diluted by the trivial things in daily life, everyone is running for their own livelihood, their own ideals, and they don't have so much energy to pay attention to this kind of thing.

However, many people were very interested in the small black dot on the top of the Heavenly Dome of the Immortal Trace Forest. There are many people who often go to watch the boiling day, although they have not done anything out of the ordinary, but they also point fingers, both positive and depreciative, and even wonder why the boiling sky has been in the center of the grievance group.

The strange gaze of everyone made the demon boil Tian very angry, and in the eyes of boil day, these people looked at him as an animal in the zoo.

This is really hateful, I can't bear it, I can't help but want to kill these people, but I don't have this ability now. Constrained.

"You wait, Lao Tzu will definitely turn the entire Immortal Trace Forest upside down!" said ruthlessly in his heart.

The waves in the heart of the boiling sky suddenly made the resentful spirits bred by the resentment group see the breakthrough, just like a vulture seeing a carrion corpse, overwhelmingly rushing towards the boiling sky.

Boiled up and frowned. Now he is angry on his brows, and there are still people who have hit the muzzle of their guns without knowing whether they are alive or dead, it's like playing a lantern in the toilet - looking for.

"Roar, roar, roar...... You guys get out of here! It's not Lao Tzu who killed you!" Roared angrily.

As he spoke, he shuddered, and a domineering black magic fire burned brightly. Enveloped the boiling sky, the resentful spirits that were closer to the boiling sky were burned into a void on the spot.

The other spirits were not afraid. On the contrary, he became more and more excited, and he came one after another to survive the sky.

Isn't it the Lord who is left to others to knead, snorted coldly, habitually trembled his right hand, and a small wooden stick appeared in his right hand, and then held it in his mouth.

Without Xiaoyu, the smoking addiction cannot be solved at all, and the only way to stay up can be to relieve the smoking addiction with a small wooden stick.

"Come on, okay! I don't think my soul fire is strong enough!"

This courage was praised by those who were watching, and they sighed to themselves for this move.

"It is worthy of being a great young master, this kind of courage, this kind of divine power is not something that ordinary people can have. ”

"At first, I was still doubting whether the young master lived up to his name, it seems that I really look down on people. ”

"I used to think that I could also become a young master, but the reality always slapped me in the face so cruelly. If it were me, I don't know if I would be able to hold out in the midst of the resentment group for a day without being breached by the psychological defense, let alone fight back. ”

"I haven't seen it, if you want to defeat the resentful spirit, the art of the spirit control is really too important, I think if you don't have the spirit control technique, the young master may not be able to be so aggressive. ”

"If people can't do it, even if you are given millions of magic techniques, can you do it?"

"That is, if you don't have that talent, let alone comprehend divine arts, you may not be able to comprehend even ordinary secret arts. ”

“......”

Time passes by your fingertips before you can feel it, turning everything into a finger twist. Mu Ran looked back, his head was like frost and snow, and his face was like mountains and rivers between heaven and earth.

Another half a month has passed.

stayed up and fought with the resentful spirits for half a month, and the fight was earth-shattering, attracting the attention of countless people. Constantly devouring the spiritual power of the resentful spirit, and then transforming it from Dao Miao, giving himself a steady stream of energy, Dao Miao is simply a super perpetual motion machine.

In the end, the resentful spirit was the first to compromise and no longer attack Lan Jiechen, but temporarily retreated, waiting for the opportunity to move. For the resentful spirits, the spiritual defense line that has survived the sky is too solid, and it has not moved at all since the siege of the city for half a month.

Boiling up from the original impatience, began to become a little calm, Zhi Lu Dao calmed down to fight against the resentful spirits who continue to erode themselves, these resentful spirits bred by the transformation of countless resentment are really terrible, that miraculous psychic hint will make you think that this is your own feeling, in fact, no, at this time, the resentful spirits are ghosts!

This is not comparable to ordinary undead things.

Even the self-proclaimed little prince of the demon does not dare to take it lightly, even if the spiritual defense line is strong, there is no room for a trace of slackness, this is not a joke, although he is a demon, he does not want to be a mad dog like a demon without intelligence.

After fighting with the resentful spirits for half a month, although the strength is endless, there is also a feeling of physical and mental exhaustion after staying up, and it is really good to be able to rest for a while. (To be continued......)