The Eight Sons Yuan Shen was weak, and after a moment of silence, he said: "First answer a few questions from this seat, and then I don't need you to ask, I will tell everything I know." ”

Without hesitation, Shisanlang said, "You don't have that qualification. ”

With that, black light reappeared on the purple fingers, slowly closing towards the center. The light smoke rose, and the Eight Sons Yuan Shen quickly dissolved, and a trace of horror flashed on his face.

Bazi was desperate and roared angrily: "weishenme?weishenme, you don't even want to wait for a moment!"

Shisanlang replied calmly: "It's not that you don't want to wait, it's because of the principle of succession, you are not qualified to negotiate conditions with me." ”

Death was just around the corner, and the eighth son cried out: "I am of great use to you! The thirty-third son is my puppet, even if you share the life of your own family, you will be seriously injured if you kill me!"

Shisanlang said disdainfully: "Without you, without your confession, the master is still rampant in the world." ”

Slowly but surely his fingers converged towards the center, and he didn't even ask what was going on with the puppet and if it was any different from Xiangru. As for the threat issued by Hachiko, to be honest, Thirteen Lang is not unconcerned, but he is really qualified not to care.

The essence of the method of planting the Tao does not hurt life, no matter how the eight sons fill in, it is great that there is a soul thought attached to the big gray primordial god, and there are killing moves hidden in it. Purely from the perspective of magic, its most severe means is to blow up that wisp of soul thought and kill the big ash from within.

If it is placed in normal times, the realm of the big ash is not as good as the eight sons, so the possibility of being killed reaches nine out of nine, at this moment the eight sons are weak to this extent, on the contrary, the god is not damaged at all, it is difficult to imagine that it is so easy to hang up.

And that's not the main thing. The root of Thirteen Lang's confidence comes from the seriousness of the life and death contract, as well as his own sharing with the whole family. Let's not talk about how strong a few pet beast demon souls are. Xiao Budian himself is level eight, and has absorbed seventy-three conch essences that have survived for an unknown number of years. Because a little soul will die?

In addition to spells, Jusan Lang considered another possibility: the power of rules. For example, the art of cultivating the Dao must involve rules, and the changes made to it by the disciples of the Mountain Monarch are mostly related to some kind of law, and it may even be the Mountain Monarch's action. In other words, maybe Bazi doesn't have to do anything, and a single thought can make the ashes die.

The power of rules, invisible and intangible, is not something that Thirteen Lang can understand, but it does not prevent him from making comparisons. The most intuitive comparison. The strongest and most destructive of the puppet may be the Mountain Monarch's personal action, that is, the True Spirit level. Thirteen Lang pressed the lives of the whole family here, relying on the way of heaven as evidence, and at the same time there are two hidden secrets in his body: Biluo and Star Seal.

Thirteen Lang died, and the family died with him, and Biluo would definitely die, and I don't know if the star seal would die, and I definitely wouldn't be happy about it. It is not certain whether the art of planting the Dao has a move from the mountain monarch, whether the mountain monarch is a true spirit or not is between the two, but there is a living true spirit to fight against it here. There is also a monster that may be higher than the true spirit level.

Compared with the two, what reason does Thirteen Lang have to be afraid?

The disciples of the mountain monarch, including the mountain monarch himself, are still far from being able to talk about the law, and the life and death contract is supreme. Ordinary people only say that heaven is unkind. But they don't know that the way of heaven has its own great benevolence and righteousness, and it is known as the purest, most sacred and undesecrated oath of heaven, and its essence is to protect rather than implicate. It is advocating rather than deceiving.

To take the simplest example, the weakest monk can crush an ant with a finger. You don't even need to use your hands, you can crush the ants with just coercion. If a monk signs a pact of life and death with an ant. If the ant dies, the monk will definitely die, there is nothing to discuss. The same weak ant can still crush the ant to pieces with the same finger, but if he thinks that he can scare the ant to death with coercion, he is destined to make a big mistake and must be counterattacked.

Just imagine, if the contract of life and death can't even do this kind of minimum sharing, how can it be passed down to this day and praised by everyone? If the Heavenly Dao can't do this kind of minimum justice, how can it be qualified to control the reincarnation of disillusionment? If it can't even judge this comparison, and if it doesn't even dare to touch a true spirit, then Shisanlang will definitely make another vow: kill that eggless Heavenly Dao in this life!

"Afraid of you, I'm afraid of you, I won't call you Thirteen!" Mr. Thirteen seems to be iron-clad, but in fact, he is a villain, and he is so rampant that it is indescribable.

The light smoke gradually thickened, and the Eight Sons Yuan Shen shrank into a ball the size of an egg, and at this moment, even if there was a divine elixir to heal his injuries, the realm was no longer a major repair, and it was likely to fall under the Yuan Infant.

Death is just around the corner, and the face of the eight sons who are afraid of death is obviously full of fear, and he refuses to make any more half-step concessions; ”

"Wait!"

"Wait!"

"Wait!"

The eighth son succumbed, the big ash was nervous, Jiang Fan simply didn't want to see the miserable scene of only himself staying on the isolated island and waiting for death, and at the same time let out a loud shout. Both are under the sect of the mountain monarch, and the two fake horses were in a daze after barking, looking at each other, and their expressions were somewhat similar.

That's sad.

"You say. Hachiko said.

"You say. Big Ash retorted.

"You call first, you say. Hachiko grabbed the handle.

"Ya is looking for death!" "Big Gray is playful and boring and threatening.

"Main seat"

"Shut up!"

Thirteen Lang saw that something was wrong, and at the same time guessed a little bit of the inside story, and shouted: "Big Ash said." ”

"The first oath of the disciple of the Mountain Monarch: Funeral thoughts!"

Da Gray spoke very slowly, his expression was solemn and a little helpless, and he said slowly: "Leaking the secrets of the mountain monarch to outsiders is rebellion, rebellion is a violation of the oath, and if the oath is violated, it will be buried and remembered, no desire and no feeling, no relatives and friends, no monarch and teacher, no heaven and earth respect." ”

"When the young master asks a question, it will definitely involve the master, if he doesn't answer, he will die, and if he answers, he will forget everything and become an authentic person without memory. So he's going to ask first, where are you talking about?"

Big Gray's big bright eyes began to become confused, and his expression was muddy, as if he had lost his soul.

"Shut up!" Thirteen Lang snapped,

See also the rules, effective immediately; There is no trace of Liliang, and it is not known where Liliang came from. You can't even cut off the interface.

The reincarnation of cold jade is chaotic, in a sense, it is the confusion of memory, and the little princess is whitewashed once every ten years. I don't know how nerve-wracking it is;Inexplicably giving birth to a doll.,It's obvious that it's a lack of heart.;If you're making a thoughtless big gray.,Thirteen Lang really doesn't know who he's offended.,How to live the days ahead.。

The true spirit is not to be deceived. At this point, Thirteen Lang realized what the true spirit meant to the monk, and what fighting methods and competing minds were all children's things. A casual edict can make you immortal, an oath can make you an idiot, and the battle with what he can understand is not at all a level.

Thinking back to the beginning, Thirteen Lang married a half-baked baby. In the face of the four-legged man who was ashamed to snatch people under his nose, although he felt that the true spirit was terrible after failure, he was actually a little proud in his heart. Isn't it? Who in the world has this opportunity, and which monk dares to attack the true spirit? Thirteen Lang even once thought that the true spirit is just like that, if he wasn't in a bad state and a little bit worse, maybe he would have succeeded.

Ignorance is ridiculous, ridiculous to the extreme is absurd, there is a chill in the absurdity, and Shisanlang really can't help but think about it. In case the four legs were aroused a little angry at the beginning, and secretly did something on themselves, who would they talk to.

Hurriedly stopping the big ash, Thirteen Lang was both remorseful and angry, and worried. Grabbed Bazi and scolded: "Dog mongrel, this is also a violation of the oath?"

Yako nodded helplessly.

Thirteen Lang fell silent for a long time before asking in an extremely cold voice, "Weishenme didn't say it earlier. ”

Hachiko replied with a weeping, "I can't say it! Speaking of the rules of the door, the funeral thought takes effect. I can't answer anything else, it's still a death. ”

Thirteen Lang was speechless.

He sets the rules. Bazi can't do it if he doesn't explain, he will die if he explains, what else can he do? Cocooning himself is inevitably annoyed and ashamed, Thirteen Lang stared at Bazi and said word by word: "I think of a way for me, otherwise I will kill you." ”

"The eighth son is about to cry, and if he thinks in his heart, he will not be unreasonable, so it is better to change some new words, he always kills and slaughters like this, Lao Tzu is used to it.

"Really, no, do it, law?" Thirteen Lang tried his best to suppress the killing intent.

"Please take a shot, please succeed. Hachiko resigned himself to his fate.

“”

Thirteen Lang sat down in a daze, met the big gray dementia's eyes, and called blankly: "Senior brother?"

Big Ash blinked.

Shisanlang bowed his head gloomily and said to himself lonely: "It's my fault again." ”

How many times did Thirteen Lang dare not count, no matter how careful he is, it is inevitable that he will inadvertently make some mistakes, and the result will always bring extremely serious consequences. The dumb aunt is like this, Leng Yu is like this, and now it is like this.

The surrounding was as quiet as death, and an inexplicable chill filled the entire space, and no one dared to make a sound at this time.

People don't dare, donkeys dare, and when he was lifeless, Da Ash suddenly opened his mouth and said curiously: "Why don't you tell me to speak, what's the matter?"

"Huh?"

"Scared!"

"Ho!"

Three exclamations sounded at the same time, and Hachiko seemed to have seen a ghost, his face was full of disbelief; Thirteen Lang Spirits jumped up from the ground, and his palms were accidentally clenched too tightly, causing Hachiko to howl miserably.

"Ahh

"Oops!"

At the same time, there was also Big Ash who was screaming, grinning and shaking his head and tail, stomping his feet, and shouting again and again: "Why does it hurt so much!"

Thirteen Lang also hurts. Quickly letting go of his hand, he tried to walk over and pat the head of the big gray, and asked, "Senior brother?"

Da Ash was stunned and said, "Call me again, what's the matter?"

Shisanlang stared into his eyes and asked cautiously, "Senior brother remembers me?"

Da Ash replied puzzledly: "Remember, aren't you a young master?" ”

Shisanro asked again, "Then do you remember who you are?"

Big Ash said disdainfully: "I'm Big Ash, your senior brother." ”

Thirteen Lang said, "That's all?"

Big Gray scratched his head, scratched and couldn't scratch helplessly, stomped his front hooves, and said, "What else do you want?

Jiang Fan didn't know when he came over, looked at the big gray suspiciously, and said, "This is a funeral thought?"

"Enough, enough, enough. ”

The first sentence was stern to stop Jiang Fan, and the latter was said mildly to the big ash, Thirteen Lang didn't want to hear anyone mention the word funeral thoughts, he was satisfied and in a good mood, waved his hand and put the big ash into the beast ring, and turned his eyes to the eight sons.

"So, you are sent by the Mountain King?"

It's almost done.,Well.,Start coding words well next week.,This month is still striving for 150,000 updates.。

No guarantees, I'll do my best.

Old guns

(To be continued......)