An endless dark corridor lined with countless true gods. Qiu Ming took the time to glance at both sides, and it was no exaggeration to say that you couldn't even see the slightest vitality on their expressionless old faces, some were just vain sighs, and some were even more resigned to their own fate.

I don't know how long they walked in this dim corridor, but when they came to the end, the three of them stopped. And after one of the women in charge of guarding opened the prison in front of her, the woman behind her grabbed others heavily, and said coldly: "Go in!"

Qiu Ming smiled bitterly and shook his head, he could only obediently obey at the moment, because others had lost the right of anyone to fight back; Second, he is a wise man, and he does not know how he is now: I am afraid that the gods here are no different from him, a herd of lambs to the slaughter.

"Newcomers are not allowed to be bullied when they enter prison. ”

One of the women hurriedly pulled down the prison door and left this ghost place after saying a word as if it were a business, and it was not difficult to see from their hurried expressions that this was not an extremely depressing place for them.

"You, do it yourself. ”

A voice full of sympathy came from afar, and these words seemed to be advice to Qiu Ming.

Hearing this advice, Qiu Ming's old face twitched slightly, and he seemed to have smelled something wrong. Instead, he took his eyes back, and in addition to him, there were three other inmates in the cell. Qiu Ming glanced at it roughly, and found that these three people were all graceful and beautiful, and their eyebrows were beautiful, just from their appearance. These three are the best among men.

And what is puzzling is that they are facing him with angry faces. It seems that there is a great grudge against him.

"There's another newcomer in the Sky Wing, hmm. Finally, there is another good show to watch. ”

There was an excited sigh from the prison opposite, as if every newcomer would bring them great happiness when they stayed here.

In this regard, although others were a little puzzled, they did not dare to have the slightest vigilance, and at the same time, others secretly investigated their own situation: in addition to the loss of cultivation, his natural supernatural powers seemed to be still there.

This seems to be the best news for him at the moment.

"Do you choose to die yourself?" or do you want your brothers to give you a ride?"

One of the three, said provocatively with a hideous face.

"Why did I die at the end?"

Qiu Ming couldn't help but ask. Although others seem to be calm on the surface, they are actually very angry in their hearts. Thinking that he is a free and easy true god, he has lost his cultivation for no reason, and has become a prisoner of others, and now even life and death are controlled by the other party, how can this not make him angry.

"Because you are superfluous, since you have come, you should have the consciousness of death. ”

Qiu Ming nodded, and suddenly turned from anger to laughter: "It seems that there is no need for any more verbal disputes between us. Make a move, you guys. ”

"It still doesn't seem to be smart enough that we need to teach him how to behave. ”

The man shook his head, rather reluctantly. After the three of them got acquainted. The comprehension of the hands was sealed, the forehead was torn open a crack, and Yin Yin's blood slowly slipped from between his eyebrows. It turned out to be the eye of the promoted.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Qiu Mingden felt an imperceptible shock. The opponent is still just the original person of the True God Realm. He was four or five points sure, but if he was a promoter, the battle would be completely unknown. Because there are too many variables for promotions. Especially the natural supernatural powers they use to support themselves, they are simply unthinkable to others and unsuccessful adults.

"Heavenly Lock!"

With a thud, a long, deep, gray-colored divine rope, the spirit snake generally poked out from behind the person, and the speed was so fast that without waiting for Qiu Ming's reaction, it restrained the others entirely.

"The Soul Devouring Snake of Contract!?"

Qiu Ming's intuition buzzed in his brain, and a sense of powerlessness sprouted from his dizziness: what kind of divine rope was displayed in front of him, it was clearly a dark snake that sucked souls.

"Bingyan!"

When he was about to die, a clear spirit slashed across his body, and with a soft sound, a thin layer of inky black ice spread all over his body, and ignited the entire deep and dim iron body. The howl of pain seemed to come from the depths of a soul.

With a snort, the iron rope gave up winding, accompanied by a violent convulsion, and Yan Ran looked unconscious on the ground. And the lock man also looked depressed at this moment, as if he had been hit hard.

"Rubbish!"

The other two scolded with grim faces, and then one of them took a step forward.

"Look for death!"

The person who made the lock, although his own situation was already much worse than before, still didn't want to lose the wind in terms of momentum, only to see others wave their hands violently and take back the divine rope. And at this moment, Qiu Ming put away the locked Bingyan even more mentally, and this subtle move naturally made the latter throw a friendly gaze, this move at least showed that the hostile relationship between them eased slightly.

"Dark name, don't you kid want to live?"

Seeing the anti-water action of their companions, the other two didn't understand.

"I've long seen that you two brothers are unhappy, and they bully me alone every day?"

The secret name probed the Heavenly Alliance, like a poisonous snake out of a hole, ready to move.

"After this kid is solved, I will settle accounts with your muddy ball. ”

After the two of them said this, they no longer paid attention to the secret name, and turned their body to Qiu Ming, looking like they didn't care about each other.

"Tianyan!"

A blazing white Yan seemed to want to devour the entire void, so that the entire body burned through this Yan, and the temperature around the body rose sharply, and there was an indescribable heat rushing to the face, and the scorching Qiu Ming's face was red.

With a hiss, the thin layer of ink-colored ice on his body melted like spring snow in March, and wisps of gunpowder smoke rose.

In this world, there is such a strange Yan that it can fuse the Bingyan that he has always been proud of, and even swallow it.

After sensing that something was wrong, Qiu Ming hurriedly put away his supernatural powers, because he knew that if he attached this layer of Yan to his surface again, it was likely that it would evolve into his own drag in the next moment.

Na Yan's speed was extremely fast, swallowing the void into a large black hole in an instant, and quickly ignited Qiu Ming's body, and with a bang, his whole person became a burning man.

There was a low roar of extreme pain in his throat, this long-lost pain was indeed a long-lost time for cultivators and even true gods. (To be continued......)