Even though he was dissatisfied with Lingyun's approach, Wang Quanquan decided to listen to what the head had to say.

When he came to the cave, there was only a thin old man bound by iron chains in front of him, with several chains tied to his body, each of which was thicker than his arm, as if he might breathe at any time, and he did not see the demeanor of an immortal at all.

The old man's cultivation has reached the Holy Void, but the situation is even more miserable than that of the Mahayana.

The resentment of the king's authority gradually subsided, and he clasped his fists and saluted:

"Lingyun's junior, Zhao Zhiyi, has seen Shuangchao's seniors."

The old man smiled slightly, pointed to what could barely be called a stone bench in front of him, and said:

"Zhao Xiaoyou, please sit down, Elder Gongsun has already told me about the matter, Hei Shoujiao stole your body, Lingyun should seek justice for you, but the current situation Xiaoyou has already seen it.

After I set foot in the Holy Void, I was trapped in a place by the will of Shura, and the vitality in my body was absorbed all the time, and if I waited any longer, I was afraid that I would not be able to go back.

Emperor Taibai said that you have a way to take us away, and the old man was convinced, but looking at your performance, he didn't seem to know what to do. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he let out a series of coughs.

Wang Quanquan was a little embarrassed when he heard this, and the old man knew that he had guessed well, so he continued with a smile:

"It's no wonder to you about this, Li Changsheng's old guy has always liked to sell guanzi, if you give you a hundred years and a thousand years, maybe you can understand it, but the old man can't wait.

The black knife in the hand of the black head Jiao must have experienced it, this knife can cut off cause and effect, even if the chains that bind me can be easily cut.

He promised to lead Lingyun and the others out of Shura, on the condition that we help him enter the Holy Spirit Realm and end the feud that happened 10,000 years ago. ”

"Aren't you satisfied with so many dead?" Wang Quanquan said suddenly.

The old man was slightly stunned, shook his head and said:

"This is human nature, and it can never be changed."

The old man coughed again and changed the subject:

"Your body is not coming back, the old man has a suitable one here, if the little friend does not dislike it, he will give it to you, and he has the right to apologize for his sin."

The twin nests slapped the storage bag, and a naked body flew out of it.

The body is translucent, the skin and flesh are crystal clear, the bones are clear, the blood vessels are distinct, neither male nor female, and the whole reveals an indescribable sense of symmetry.

The old man was quite satisfied with this body, stroked his beard and said:

"This is the innate Dao body, free of dirt and dust, containing the most initial chaotic qi, such as the birth of a fetus, whether it is studying the Tao or breathing breakthroughs, it will get twice the result with half the effort.

The most important thing is that he contains a drop of Holy Spirit essence blood, which can give the monk a chance to promote the Holy Spirit. ”

The king's authority is not greedy, and he can't help but be a little excited when he hears the words at this moment, and his tone is a little respectful:

"Senior, do you really want to give me such a valuable thing?"

"How is that possible? Such a good thing, of course, is reserved for oneself. ”

Wang Quanquan was a little stunned, "Then you still show me?" ”

"Show off."

The old man seemed to be afraid that he would rob him, so he waved his sleeves and took his body back.

Wang Quanquan looked at each other in a daze, and had the urge to scold his mother for a while.

The old man didn't care what he thought, patted the storage bag again, and this time a male cultivator with acceptable qualifications came out.

"Well, that's for you."

……

Not long after the black shoujiao left Lingyun, a group of people suddenly appeared in front of him to block the road.

The visitors wore white paper with various animal faces painted on the paper, and held jet-black iron chains in their hands, which were drawn into a line in the sky.

Hei Shoujiao stopped and pulled out his black knife, "To deal with me, Bai Hao didn't come in person, but instead sent you animals to die in vain?" ”

"Black Shoujiao, aren't you also an animal transformation, who do you look down on?" A man with a monkey face on a blank sheet of paper said sharply.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, the master has an order, as long as something."

After the man with the pig's head on his face finished speaking, a dozen monks rushed up, flicking the chains in their hands and tying them up to each other.

The long knife of the Black Shoujiao flipped over, and in a few clicks, it easily cut through these iron chains that even the ancient gods feared.

The roadblockers were not afraid of death, and were about to attack them in groups, when a vague voice suddenly sounded from afar:

"You fled Shura for thousands of years, it turned out that it was for this ancient god relic."

Hearing the sound, the people blocking the road stopped their movements one after another, and knelt down in the air to the east and said:

"Welcome to the will of Shura."

"Bai Hao, don't hold back, you have the ability to come out and fight." The black head Jiao stood upright.

"As you wish!"

As soon as the words fell, the wind and clouds changed color, and a phantus came from the sky.

The person who came rode a white horse in white armor, the armor was clean and dusty, but there was a pungent and bloody breath, he pulled the reins to stop the horse, and said coldly:

"Black Shoujiao, the deity is here, and you still don't kneel?"

"Hahaha, Bai Hao, what if you are the head of the ten evil gods, and you defect to the Holy Spirit, not that your body is lost, and you will guard this Shura realm forever? It is better to go out with me, and the only remaining Holy Spirit will be born. ”

"Bold!"

The phantom poked out with a shot, instantly piercing through the chest of the black shoujiao.

Blood gushed out, but the other party said casually:

"Bai Hao, I haven't seen you for thousands of years, so you have this ability left? In the past, I couldn't dodge your shot, but now, I don't bother to dodge. ”

With that, a knife was swung out, and the knife qi passed through the opponent's body, leaving no trace.

Hei Shoujiao retracted his knife again, and said in a calm tone:

"The Holy Spirit shelters... It seems that your watchdog is not in vain, but now you can't hurt me, and I can't hurt you, what's the use of spending thousands of years here? ”

"I know I can't keep you, and I can't stop your plans, but I'm not alone in this world who is faithful to the Holy Spirit.

Sooner or later, you will still be defeated, and this time, your sins are not as simple as sending them to the Shura Realm. ”

"Heh, talking so much nonsense, I'll leave first if it's okay."

The black head Jiao didn't have much patience, and his figure was about to flee in a flash, Bai Hao's eyes flashed, and the spear poked out again.

"It's okay to go, leave things behind!"

The storage bag on the waist of the black shou jiao was picked up, and the latter paused slightly, hesitating to snatch it back, and in the end, he smiled and said:

"Everything is under control, it's too boring, Bai Hao, I was not as good as you in fighting back then, you were not as good as me in chess, now the general trend has been achieved, I will see how you turn the tables!"

With that, the headless corpse strode away.

……

When the king returned to the room with his body on his shoulder, it was already dark.

If you usually get something for nothing, no matter how small, you will always be happy when you take advantage of it.

But today, Shuangchaozi first showed off the best flesh, and then gave an ordinary one, and the king couldn't be happy.

One arm was cut off, and he didn't recover for a long time, and no matter how awkward his heart was, he had to be replaced.

He sat cross-legged in the room, his soul turning into smoke and drifting out of the seven orifices, and soon disappeared into his new body.

There's nothing wrong with opening your eyes and getting used to it a bit.

There was a knock on the door just in time, and Di Xin's indifferent voice sounded:

"Let Lone in."

The Great Shang has been destroyed for thousands of years, and he is still an emperor.

Wang Quanquan admired his rebelliousness at the end, opened the door and said with a smile on his face:

"In the middle of the night, His Majesty is here, what's the matter?"

Di Xin glanced at him with a little disdain, everyone is the same emperor, why does this guy always have a lowly spirit in his bones?

"Someone asked me to send you something." The man placed the storage bag directly on the table.

…… (End of chapter)