Midnight has passed, and most of the nocturnal ghost tide has dispersed and returned to the underworld.

Jiang Mu stood on the roof of the restaurant, holding a jar of bad wine, holding a long sword in his arms, looking to the west.

Under the bright starry sky, you can still see the tall and deep outline of the Demon Hell Mountain.

It was like the source of all nightmares, strange, dark, treacherous, and unfathomable.

Jiang Mu deeply understands this.

When he couldn't see this Hell Mountain, he was always full of confidence, he felt that he had arranged everything seamlessly, at least well-prepared.

However, the demons under the Hell Mountain always bring him great surprises.

Therefore, after Fang Cai, after he wiped out the weirdness, it was clear that Liu Tiezhu was there, and Jiang Mu did not go to say hello, after a thousand years, they should be vigilant against each other.

Nothing else.

If you feel that his strength is already very strong, you can do whatever you want, then he may be the second Li Xin.

"Wait, I'd better stay behind the scenes until a better opportunity arises!"

Jiang Mu sighed leisurely, if he was really confident when he came back from rebirth, and felt that the future was under control, then now he knew that it was all taken for granted!

The future is subject to change.

Patting away the mud seal of the bad wine, Jiang Mu raised his head and drank it first, not for this wine, but for this future, where this world is going, he can't see clearly.

"Huh?"

Jiang Mu suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the Black Wind Desert, he didn't see anything, but his divine sense could sense it.

"Cavalry?"

Jiang Mu stood up, quite surprised, and was about to go to inspect it with another divine sense, when a cold mist floated silently from the Black Wind Desert.

In the mist, there seemed to be the sound of chains mopping the floor.

Almost at the same time, Jiang Mu also felt that his eyelids were heavy, and he struggled a few times before falling into a cold dream.

Or maybe it's not a dream, he's still on the roof, with a long sword in his arms and a wine jar in his hand, and time seems to be still in the past.

He subconsciously took a sip of wine, suddenly grabbed his throat and vomited frantically, it was a puddle of black sludge, and there seemed to be many small things wriggling in it.

"Peng!"

Downstairs, Mingcheng, Mingyue jumped out, giggling, one wearing a red coat, the other wearing a red hijab, laughing and jumping, and vomiting outside, the whole town was vomiting, and the black sludge covered everything, as if falling into the swamp sludge.

Countless hands reached over, dragged him, and pulled him up, as if to save him out.

Then, he saw a sword light, cutting down countless sludge, cutting through the nightmare, and really pulled him out......

"Huh? You're a bit nosy."

Jiang Mu was speechless, he had already transferred five hundred divine wills, and he was watching the play in the sky, not to understand, but that his young body needed to open the fifth secret treasure!

This weird thing is pure and filthy, it can make one thing holy to the extreme, or it can make the same thing filthy and twisted to the extreme.

And it can also jump back and forth from one extreme to another, jumping with different tricks, which can be called perverted to the extreme. ….

But because of this, as long as the conditions are right, it can be transformed into the best whetstone.

It can not only grind the soul and mind, but also grind the divine will.

Yes, this is Jiang Mu's latest discovery.

The soul of a person is where the intention is, where the mind goes, where the thought goes, and where the thought goes.

There are seven emotions and six desires inside, and there are ears, eyes, mouthpieces, and body feelings.

It can communicate with heaven and earth, and it can observe tens of millions of dust.

The sun, moon and stars, the universe is desolate.

When you can gallop it.

Yue Linglong said that those immortal cultivators have taken the path of the Yang God, creating a spiritual heaven on the top of the heavenly dome, in today's environment, although it is a little like walking on one leg, like a one-legged ghost, but there is still merit.

And he turned out to be there

The side was like soaking in a hot spring, immersive, and so comfortable that when he didn't want to, the long sword left by Chu Feiyue suddenly warned and pulled him out roughly.

What can he say?

"This sword isn't normal!"

Jiang Mu sighed, and looked at the strangeness that came to the small city again, it was too late, and if he didn't make a move, the people in the small city would not be able to hold on.

snapped his fingers, and five hundred divine wills swarmed up, rolling the skin, chopping the stuffing, burning the fire, smashing the garlic, waiting to eat, and after a toss, the world was quiet.

It's not that Jiang Mu doesn't give face, it's that he's too weak.

Stretching his waist, Jiang Mu was about to jump back to the room to sleep again, when he suddenly felt that something was wrong, he only had time to throw the long sword in his arms, and the whole person was gone.

Together with his two divine wills, they were directly wiped out!

Too fast, too fierce, too sudden!

Wait until Jiang Mu quickly sends a thousand divine wills to support.

And he saw a mountain.

A mountain of meat to be exact.

The town is gone, because it was sat down by this Roshan, no matter who it was, it was gone!

It's a guy, super fat!

There are thousands of feet high, and just a big set has to be tens of miles around.

He sat there quietly, like a child, carrying in his left hand a huge jar, as black as an abyss.

The right hand kept reaching in, feeling out something, crunching and eating, very devoted, very fragrant.

Judging by his face, he is only about ten years old!

His eyes are even innocent.

If you ignore what he eats!

Because, Jiang Mu's two divine senses were eaten by him, like a mud cow entering the sea, never going back.

There were tens of thousands of people in the small city, and now both the corpses and the souls were in that jar.

And the soul in there is probably more than that.

"What the hell is this?"

Jiang Mu immediately let his divine will retreat, just because this fat boy was a little beyond his imagination.

It's terrifying to be able to do this without triggering four Immortal Runes.

Maybe his thousand divine senses rushed up to deliver food!

This is definitely the killer weapon that the demon has prepared for him!

"Daddy! I'm hungry!"

Suddenly, the fat boy opened his mouth and shouted, and the huge mouth was full of dense chains, as if countless insects were entangled and crawling.

"Daddy, I'm hungry!"

The fat boy shouted again, and Jiang Mu suddenly had a bad feeling, because at this moment, his thousand divine senses were as if he was drunk, and even the feeling that he had a big fat son really appeared in his mind. ….

Then it became clearer and clearer, the village, the river, the mountains, the sunset, the houses, the big yellow dog, the rough and plump wife.

"Dad, I'm dying of hunger!"

The fat boy's screaming became louder and louder, and Jiang Mu couldn't help but agree.

But he was also very clear that as long as he dared to agree, his thousand divine will would be over!

It has nothing to do with how powerful it is, but at this time, in this location, in this environment, this is Dad!

That's the rule!

"Rules!"

Inside the Divine Iron Coffin, Jiang Mu held his forehead with his hand, this fat boy still has a way to solve it, as long as it covers all directions with a super-large number of attacks in an instant, when it reaches a breakthrough node, then it will be solved!

In a sense, this is still a variant of the Blood Fiend, very smart, can play tricks, and can call Daddy.

That is, do you dare to say yes to call your father?

With a wry smile, Jiang Mu had no choice but to decompose 100,000 divine intents in one breath and quickly support.

Yes, it's as simple as that.

Isn't it enough?

No problem, another 100,000 divine wills.

If not, there will be another 100,000 Dao!

In a short period of time, Jiang Mu sent out a million divine wills, and he knew that he was already so strong!

Shame shame shame!

Thank you to the demons under the Demon Hell Mountain, thank you to the Blood River Demon Venerable, thank you to those nameless blood demons, thank you for those weird before, thank you good son!

Millions of divine wills descended mightily, and they watched the fat boy strongly.

Listen to him call him Daddy.

The village is gone, the illusion is gone, the feeling of wanting to say yes is gone, and all that remains is onlookers.

"Dad, I'm hungry!"

"Dad, where did you die on your horse?"

"Dad, you'll squeak while you're alive!"

"Daddy! I'm so hungry!"

……

The fat boy kept screaming, and the louder he screamed, he kept putting his hand into the jar and taking out a large amount of crunch and crunch that the soul ate!

But after dozens of screams, the jar was empty, and Jiang Mu's millions of divine consciousness still did not have the consciousness of being a father, and he was still watching, tasting, and waiting for the fat boy's real father to come out.

How can things end like this after eating my divine will?

Gotta keep shouting!

The fat boy began to be irritable, began to panic, began to open his teeth and dance his claws, although he was still shouting, but his voice was already a lake, it sounded more like screaming, wild screaming!

And this shout is obviously intensifying, and the dirt around the town is shouting for joy, they are surging, they are agitated, they are swallowed and pulled out!

That kind of power wanted to spread around, but it was directly formed by Jiang Mu's million divine will, and it was completely impossible to get out.

What, leave without shouting?

That's not kind!

The fat boy shouted hundreds more, he couldn't stop, but he couldn't respond, he began to chew the chains in his mouth, black dirty blood flowed down, black blood tears flowed down!

He finally began to break down, or rather starve to death.

It was his own rules that went wrong.

He locked up Jiang Mu and recognized Jiang Mu as his father.

As long as Jiang Mu responds, it will be counted as a round.

But Jiang Mu didn't agree, so he could only keep calling.

In fact, the guy who made this fat boy in the first place can leave a change, but in order to pursue the greatest power, there is no way back.

As a result, I never thought that he was really such a ruthless "father" as Jiang Mu!

Finally, it was dawn.

The fat boy shouted for most of the night, and he was already unrecognizable, completely turning into a rotten mountain of meat.

There are no words to describe it.

The windward wind can stink for 8,000 miles.

It can rot for 100,000 years in the ground.

Good poetry! Good poetry!

Jiang Mu laughed, and the millions of divine will turned into a monstrous net, packing up the filthy things that this fat boy had turned into and taking them away.

The most filthy is the purest!

This time I made a lot of money.

Inside the Divine Iron Coffin, Jiang Mu ran the Divine Consciousness Dao Law Sword Gang and sharpened it nine hundred and eighty times, and the final essence obtained was equivalent to ten blood demons!

If there are so many fat children, he will definitely be able to advance again.

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