"As long as you can't die, what are you afraid of? It's as if we haven't suffered. Wang Shoude said.

"This bit of bitterness, the old lady is not afraid at all." Xu Fang said.

Li Qingxian nodded, and first performed the Heavenly Art of War for Liu Yitian, who had a broken arm, and his body was aging, so it was difficult to withstand the strength of the Heavenly General.

The process of the Heavenly War Law is almost the same as the Heavenly General Law, but the spell is slightly different, and there is no need to chant the name of the Jade Halal King, and directly with the name of the Five Directions Lei Jun, you can complete the canonization of the Heavenly Soldier.

Everyone quietly watched as the thunder fell on Liu Yitian, the head of the Divine Bow Sect.

The thunder and momentum are far inferior to Zhou Hate, and there is no divine light.

When the last thunderbolt fell from the sky, everyone's eyes slowly widened and their mouths slowly opened wide.

I was even more surprised than seeing Zhou Ha's appearance.

Because, Liu Yitian's arm has regrown at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everyone was stunned.

Li Qingxian didn't expect that the Heavenly Art of War would have such a miraculous ability, but after thinking about it, he understood that for the upper realm, repairing a mortal's arm was the most insignificant spell.

Liu Yitian was knocked unconscious by the thunder, and when he woke up, he touched his lost arm and cried with joy.

Seeing the power of the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals with their own eyes, the rest of the people were red-eyed.

The spell to restore the arm requires at least one grade of Great Dao Cultivation and the assistance of various treasures to complete.

Even Han Anbo, who was as steady as an old dog, was breathing heavily.

It's not that I'm too greedy, it's that the fairy art is too tempting.

Yu Ping gently touched his stomach.

As a result, Li Qingxian performed the Heavenly War Art or the Heavenly General Law for everyone one by one, and gave him the identity of the Lei Ministry.

As a result, Xu Fang, Wang Shoude and He Lei and other seven products broke through the realm and went straight to the sixth grade.

Yu Ping not only repaired his dantian, but even went straight to the ninth grade and crossed the tenth-grade stage.

In the end, there was only one Han Ambo left.

Li Qingxian looked at Han Anbo and said, "Brother Han, what do you think?" ”

Han Anbo's face changed, his eyes flickered, and finally sighed and said, "Forget it." I used to tell my fortune, and I was mortal with the naked eye, but I could live a safe life. If you cultivate well, disaster will come. Improving a few grades, for me, doesn't do much. ”

Yu Ping said: "Brother Han, don't be stupid, how can you call it not a big improvement?" Nine products and no products, the difference is not a little bit. ”

"I want to do what I'm supposed to do, not grade. I knew exactly what I wanted. ”

Everyone persuaded one after another, but Han Anbo was unmoved.

"Okay, since Brother Han has made up his mind, I won't say more." Li Qingxian nodded, and did not persuade much.

Li Qingxian led everyone out of the Flying Sky Pavilion, and after taking a few steps, he suddenly felt wrong.

The whole town seemed to exude some kind of strange smell, like the smell of a thunderstorm.

So, take out the horoscope and carefully look at everyone in the game.

The river flows, and more and more people are connected by tributaries, and it has entered the upper mountainous area.

The Rat Lux are on the move, and have even given birth to a second generation.

Well? How did some demon cultivators die?

How can the living demon cultivators drop in grade one by one, the lucky ones drop by one grade, and the unlucky ones drop by two grades.

Why are some demon cultivators so irritable, they are scolding, like crazy people.

Li Qingxian shook his head and said, "The town may change, you should be careful." ”

At the same time, in a house shrouded in a mysterious fog.

Before entering the town, you have to go through the blessings of the neighbors.

In this dwelling, it has entered the third blessing.

There was an urgent knock at the door, and the shouting of a fat boy could be heard.

More than a dozen people looked in disbelief at the man in black with a long and narrow backpack, who was lying on the ground, dying.

This man was just a mysterious man at first, and he looked like a very powerful monk.

But for some reason, as long as there was a thunder in the sky, this man would spit out a mouthful of blood.

As the thunder rang out one after another, the man fell with a large blood mold.

At first it was just vomiting blood, and later it even vomited pieces of internal organs.

After the last thunder, the man in black was completely unconscious, and his skin was visibly withering and yellowing.

"I'm afraid it's a demon cultivator or an evil cultivator, let's stay away......"

"Yes, I also heard that demon cultivators and evil cultivators are most afraid of thunderstorms."

"Those few heavenly thunders, they can't be splitting this demon cultivator, right?"

"I don't think so, this person is actually very pitiful, at the beginning he said that he would help everyone solve the trick together, who knows, a mouthful of blood spit out, it became like this. I think that no matter what kind of cultivation he is, his heart must be kind......"

"Why don't you throw him out and crack the third one. Anyway, he looks like he's going to die, and it's useless to stay here, and we're all out of luck if it leads to dirty things. ”

"I think it's okay, he blew quite loudly at first, but he didn't make a move at all, he kept vomiting blood, and it was useless to keep it."

"Raise your hand, the minority obeys the majority."

The people in the room looked at each other, the first person raised their hand, and slowly, more and more people raised their hands, and in the end only two people did not raise their hands.

"The minority obeys the majority, throw him out."

"Shall we take what we have from him?"

"Don't be stupid, who would dare to take the things on the demon cultivator's body? Even if we threw him away, we couldn't touch it directly with our hands, so we took off our clothes and used them as ropes, tied them around his hands and feet, and then the four of us carried them out. Remember, don't touch his body to avoid falling into the devil. ”

Soon, the crowd used his clothes as ropes, lifted his hands and feet, walked out of the house, and went straight to the courtyard gate.

Opening the courtyard door, the four of them threw out the man in black and ran into the house.

The people in the room peeked in.

I saw a big fat boy with a hat on his head, wearing a blue coat with a blood-colored lining.

The big fat boy said: "I heard that the neighbors have moved newly, and I have come to bless you, and I wish you a harmonious family, a reunion, and a blessed star." ”

After speaking, he lowered his head, glanced at the backpack behind the black-clothed man on the ground in surprise, and frowned slightly.

That backpack is uncomfortable.

But then, he remembered his gains, these days, except for the human who likes to bully the small but is contaminated with treacherous spirits, everything is going well, and even he has climbed to the high platform to grab the treasure, and his strength has reached a higher level.

"It's going to be nothing, it's supposed to be a gift from God......

The fat boy grinned and reached out, scratching the half-demon's stomach and pulling out a series of intestines.

The half-demon took his last breath.

The fat boy bit the head of the large intestine, his eyes lit up, and he praised in his heart, it is a good intestine, this person's cultivation must be very high, and it is the most delicious one he has eaten these days......

The fat boy stopped abruptly as the man's long, narrow backpack cracked, revealing a scroll of paintings.

The scroll opened, and nothing was drawn on the white paper.

The fat boy frowned slightly, and for some reason, felt flustered.

Suddenly, the scroll burned silently.

A strange sound sounded in the fat boy's ears.

The voice may be smooth and elegant, soft and tactful, or deep and deep...... Dense, layered, endless......

"When you see the man holding the green bamboo strip, do you still dare to call?"

"You have eaten so many intestines, aren't you afraid that they will also become tricks and look for you in their dreams?"

"If your parents are gone, what else do you have?"

"Do you know who you killed?"

"You can't eat all the time, the emperor is staring at you......"

The fat boy's hair exploded, and he looked around, endless darkness.