"The younger generation doesn't dare to be delusional and can deceive your eyes, let alone test anything. ”

Things were different from what he imagined, and Thirteen Lang held high the white flag like a warrior who had been completely defeated, and his posture was so sincere that it was almost humble, and the words he said were incomprehensible.

"I just can't say that. ”

Hearing these words, Lan Shan and the others had finally mustered up the courage to dissipate, and they couldn't help but wonder if they were still in a dream and didn't wake up, or if Mr. Thirteen was out of mind and became a complete coward, but he was so stubborn that he couldn't be reasoned. Of course, if Nirzu was generous enough to understand this insistence as honesty, he might not care about it.

"I just can't say it, I can't say it's interesting. ”

Nezu silently recited "can't speak" a few times, as if trying to tell whether Thirteen Lang's will is firm, and after a while, he said: "The old man's projection body, the time he can stay is limited, you come up and speak." ”

Thirteen Lang was slightly flustered, his eyes wandered for a week, and he found that everyone shook their heads, roughly reminding him that he must not be in danger.

"The ignorant are fearless, but they are those who have not seen the true spirit. Thirteen Lang thought to himself, wondering if he should be proud of his breadth of knowledge. Taking advantage of this thought, he raised his head and clenched his fist at the top of the mountain, and said, "Companion of the juniors"

Nezu said, "Leave them alone. ”

Thirteen Lang was silent, and after a while, he said, "Juniors can't do this. ”

There seemed to be a cold snort on the mountain, and a muffled thunder sounded in their ears, and the five demon cultivators turned pale, but they all gritted their teeth and stood up from the ground, lined up in a row like dumplings waiting to be put into the pot.

After a while, the thunder was gone, and Nezu said lightly: "There must always be a limit to heroes. Except for you. At this time, there are still twenty-three demon cultivators left in the Kunlun Palace, can you save them?"

Jusanro replied, "The junior can't control others, I just hope that my companion won't die in vain when he has the spare power." ”

Nezu said sarcastically: "Do you want to take care of them for the rest of your life?

The five major monks turned red, suffering from the fact that they could not argue and continue to endure the humiliation, and the thirteen Langs replied, "The junior doesn't want to and doesn't dare. But now only the younger generation can break the mountain, and they really can't do anything. ”

Nezu fell silent. After a moment, he said, "That was before. ”

The group of cultivators under the mountain froze at the same time, and the spear king grabbed a few stones with his hand, cut them into countless pieces with silk lines in his palm, and then burned half of them with flames as before.

"There are changes. ”

The voice was exhilarating, because he found that the recovery and replenishment speed of those stones was greatly reduced, in other words, the mountain road was no longer "immortal".

Thirteen Lang also noticed this, and guessed: "Death Pill?"

The Gun King nodded in response, "There are also rules for breaking the border." ”

The Pill of Death contains the way of life and death, and it has the same origin and restraint as the immortal mountain and stone. The gun king revealed a little enlightenment in his thoughts, and suddenly hugged his fists and saluted to the top of the mountain: "Thank you seniors for your advice." ”

The art of life and death. Whether or not this is the artistic conception, it is an extremely rare opportunity for the monks to perceive, and with the countless stones on this mountain road to do "research", several demon cultivators will definitely gain something. Of course, the risks they should take will not be reduced at all, and they still need to worry about their lives at all times, and try to avoid being sucked alive. Fortunately, there are many people at the moment, and there is a strengthening god in charge, which is more than the previous Thirteen Lang alone. The level of danger is not the same.

Everyone has the Pill of Rebirth, which means that everyone has a chance. The group cultivators were all excited about this, and the mountain Nizu was too lazy to respond, so as to show that he was only interested in Xiao Shisanlang.

The Gun King only expressed his heart, and did not expect to be praised by him, and he did not feel disappointed when he could not wait for a response, so he turned his head and whispered to Thirteen Lang: "Nezu may not have any ill will towards Mr."

Shisanlang responded with a wry smile: "You can't resist even if you have malice." Don't talk about me. You guys"

Jiang Fan over there suddenly said: "If this doesn't work, death will be death." ”

Fubo stood up and said, "That's right, if this doesn't work, death will be death." ”

Gu Mingyue solemnly clenched his fists. said: "Sir, please go by yourself, I will not die, and I will definitely climb to the top of the mountain as soon as possible." ”

Speaking of the top of the mountain, Blue Mountain secretly glanced in the direction of the top of the mountain and said, "Sir, don't collide with him." ”

The gun king's hand holding the gun tightened, and he told fiercely: "If necessary, you might as well endure the humiliation for the time being." ”

Poof! Thirteen Lang's heart welled up with warmth, and he responded with a chuckle: "Do you need to teach me?" Well, there is something I want to ask Brother Lu, and maybe the ancestor agrees." ”

Seeing Thirteen Lang so solemn, the Gun King was slightly stunned and said, "Don't worry, the Flurry City can't be messed up." ”

Thirteen Lang shook his head lightly and said, "Do you know the Hundred Years Great Competition of the Daoist Academy?"

The Gun King replied abruptly: "Who doesn't know about this. ”

Thirteen Lang said: "There are still less than thirty years before the Hundred Years Great Competition, and according to the custom, the Demon Palace will send a messenger to congratulate it, in fact, it is to take a look at the heritage and strength of the Daoist Academy, and to do some dirty things by the way. ”

It's not a good thing to say, but it's true. For example, when the head of the Demon Palace changes, there will also be envoys to the spiritual realm, and most of them have bad intentions.

The Gun King couldn't help but laugh and asked, "What does Mr. mean?"

Thirteen Lang said: "If we can get out of trouble smoothly this time, and you and I can return safely, I hope that Brother Lu can join the Demon Palace Mission and rush to Ziyun Island." ”

The gun king's heart moved slightly, and he asked, "Then?"

Thirteen Lang was silent for a while, and said, "Then wait for my news, or you may need Brother Lu to help you and take some risks." ”

The gun king's heart moved slightly, and he said solemnly: "The sword mountain and the sea of fire are incumbent." ”

Thirteen Lang waved his hand lightly and said with a smile: "Don't be so nervous, many things are uncertain, and you may not need to come forward." ”

At the mention of the Daoist Academy, Thirteen Lang looked a little confused, and deliberately teased in order to relieve his mood: "You said, if I make trouble in the Daoist Academy, will the old ancestor feel happy because of this, and order the Demon Cultivation Mission to fully cooperate." ”

If someone else says something like this, it may not be ridiculed. Demon cultivators are about the same as looking for death in the Taoist Academy, and the people who are qualified to enter the Demon Cultivation Mission, which one of them is not respected and valued by the Demon King's Palace, how can it be wasted like this.

The meaning of Thirteen Lang when he said this kind of thing was clearly to show off, for fear that others would not know how important he was.

But the gun king took it seriously. After hearing this, he said solemnly: "The ancestor may need to take care of the overall situation, but Lu doesn't need to." As far as the gentleman pointed to, Lu was sharp, and he had no plan for life or death. ”

Shisanlang shook his head awkwardly and said, "Think too much, think too much." It's not early. It's the same sooner or later, you guys study the strategy of breaking the ban, and I'll go up. ”

After saying that, Thirteen Lang turned around and walked quickly along the mountain road.

"Take care, sir!" the gun king shouted solemnly, causing several echoes around him.

Thirteen Lang waved his arm behind him, his clothes fluttering like a cloud flying towards the top of the mountain, and he never looked back again.

Witnessing Shisanlang climbing the mountain, Lan Shan's heart suddenly had a feeling that he had never felt before, and his eyes flickered several times. He said, "What Mr. said before was a bit like a farewell?"

The gun king didn't know what he was thinking, and said casually: "It was originally a farewell, what did you say!"

His expression changed suddenly, and the Spear King grabbed Lan Shan and asked, "You mean, Nizu will leave him behind?"

Blue Mountain replied with a wry smile, "It's not something I can know. But Mr. suddenly mentioned the Taoist Academy at this time, isn't he a little anxious?"

The Gun King suddenly realized, and the others suddenly realized, but in silence. The Gun King roared.

"Break the formation, open the mountain!"

"You've led this team well. Together, everyone gets a lot of benefits. If the old man and others could do this, they might not have ended up like this. ”

The black clouds on the top of the mountain surged, and there was no sinister and evil at all, on the contrary, only people felt the ethereal breath of immortals. The clouds rolled like layers of clothes around an old man with a bearded head. With his back tied to his hands, he looked into the distance, like a king standing on a tower.

The true spirit has its own majestic law, and every move, word and deed is like the sky on the top of the head. Compared with the four-legged and golden crow that Shisanlang had seen before, the majesty of Nizu was more restrained and casual, that is, it was not as violent as the golden crow. Nor is it as generous as four-legged. As for whether such a trait means that the powerful Thirteen Lang is close to becoming a god, he still can't tell at all.

Just as cultivators often say, the more advanced the cultivation, the stronger the reverence for the way of heaven, on the contrary, those cultivators who have just set foot in the path of immortals have higher aspirations than the sky, and they often come up with some bold words such as "my life is up to me, not the sky", which makes people laugh in vain.

Nezu's voice was full of reminiscence, even though it was the back, he could see the melancholy, and Thirteen Lang was very obedient and did not ask how he formed a team back then, and bowed down and said: "It's okay to run in slowly, and the younger generations don't dare to take credit." ”

Seeing the projection body for the first time, Shisanlang couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his mind, as if he had lost too much of his gaze and felt extremely empty, and he hurriedly lowered his head in shock, and his heart was more vigilant.

"The projection of divine consciousness is not something that you can see through at this level. ”

Nezu didn't look back to know what Thirteen Lang had encountered, and said in a light tone: "If you are not used to bowing your head, just close your eyes." ”

Thirteen Lang honestly buried his head in his chest and said, "Thank you seniors for reminding me, you have to see the immortal face, and it doesn't hurt for the juniors to kneel." ”

As soon as the words turned, Thirteen Lang said sincerely: "It's not easy to create, these people are all descendants of the demon clan, and the predecessors are the supreme of the demon world, please don't embarrass them." ”

Nezu was stunned and said, "Can you see the identity of the old man?"

Shisanlang replied honestly: "I can't see it, the juniors are just guessing." ”

Nezu did not hide his surprise at all, and asked, "Why do you guess?"

Thirteen Lang replied softly: "The junior believes that the Demon Realm will not retreat because of one or two true spirits. ”

Nezu thought for a moment and asked, "Although it is inconsistent with the facts, there is some truth. Anything else?"

Thirteen Lang bowed and replied, "Although the Demon Realm has retreated, the Demon Cultivation of Canglang Star has been preserved. It must be known that the spiritual realm is not completely unable to communicate with the upper realm, just send a few monks who have transcended the gods to come, and the situation will immediately reverse. The juniors couldn't figure out how this situation could happen, so they had to understand that there was some kind of agreement between the two worlds of spirit and demon, and they acquiesced to it. ”

Nezu was silent for a while, and then said in a cold voice: "What does this have to do with the old man?"

(To be continued......)