The golden-robed Taoist didn't squeak, he regretted most that he couldn't slash this scourge with a knife back then, which caused the suffering that followed today.

"Don't curse?"

"What!"

Shi Ji took a sip of wine and said, "What do you think of Yuding?"

"Yuding, who?" the golden robe pretended, he didn't know it.

Shi Ji glanced at the golden robe lightly, and said: "He is also an old man from the Northwest Sea, not long ago, Daoyou also helped him feed the sword to break through the realm, and he forgot it so quickly?

The deceased, the sword, the nobleman?

Do good deeds without leaving a name?

The golden-robed Taoist had gold stars in his eyes, and his face was hot and painful, and he suspected that he was swollen.

Too poisonous, too vicious!

However, "he ...... He!" The golden robe suddenly realized, a sloppy eye, "Okay?"

Shi Ji smiled and said, "It's just okay?"

The golden robe stretched out his hand and wiped his face, broke the jar and said, "It's amazing, okay?"

Shi Ji nodded: "It's already very powerful, have you ever seen the power of heaven and earth at the age of eight thousand?"

The golden robe wanted to point at Shi Ji, but thinking that Shi Ji was a hundred years older than him, he couldn't lift his hand.

In fact, in his opinion, no matter who comes to the person in front of him, he will not be very powerful.

Is it great to cultivate high? Not great! Is it great to cultivate quickly? Not great!

In front of her, it's not powerful.

Six thousand years ago, the demon clan was at its peak, she was able to sit in the first place of the ten thousand demon feasts, hundreds of powers, she sat first, there were only four above, Emperor Emperor Jun, Emperor Changxi, Donghuang Taiyi, Demon Master Kunpeng, followed by her Demon Clan Qinist and Beichen Tianjun, the status is so high that it is intimidating.

That was 6,000 years ago!

Six thousand years have passed, and who knows how terrifying she is now?

Even that ant has become the power of heaven and earth, but she is still a big Luo Jinxian and a heavy sky, which is also too mad!

Even if he opened his mouth and bit off his head, he wouldn't believe that she had been living for 6,000 years waiting to die.

"5,000 years ......"

"What?"

"Five saints in one day, the era of the sage has been five thousand years now, the disciples of the three sects have broken through the tide of the Da Luo Jin Xian, the age of the sage, and the jade tripod still flew up at the last moment!"

When the tide rises and the yellow dragon does not fly, when will it wait?

Ishiji drinks.

The human heart is always biased.

Huanglong Yuding, the Huanglong she knew first.

The wind was dark, and so was the rain.

"Why did Daoyou ...... me today" Jin Pao gritted his teeth, "so good to me?"

"Because you lost. ”

"What?"

"Because you lost to Yuding, you lost well!"

Shiji raised wine and drank freely.

The golden robe is as disgusting as eating a dead fly.

The golden robe glared, and said word by word: "Poor Dao did not lose!"

"Very well, I was waiting for your words!"

The golden robe was cold, and he looked defensive, "What are you going to do?"

Shi Ji's eyes narrowed slightly, extremely dangerous, and the golden robe did not dare to breathe.

"If you lose the Bishui Pass, give me the Boundary Card Pass!"

"What?"

Shi Ji smiled: "I will do my best to help you heal." ”

"Come back!"

Shi Ji raised his left hand, and there was a cheerful hum on the clouds, and Shi Ji had an extra needle in his hand.

The golden robe's face changed drastically.

"It's all old friends, don't be afraid!"

The pupils of the golden robe contracted, and the stone needles swallowed the needles, and the excitement was abnormal.

Shi Ji took a sip of wine, and in an instant, he came behind the golden-robed Taoist, and the two-foot-long stone needle, in and out, stabbed three hundred and sixty-five needles.

"The wind is coming!"

The golden wind is poured in!

The golden-robed Taoist rolled his eyes, but his eyelids couldn't blink, and the power of a city imprisoned him.

Shi Ji took a sip of wine and said, "Patience, I can't help but do what I want to do when I feel this pain?" I think back then, Poor Dao operated on himself, it was really cutting his own flesh little by little, did it hurt? Now I can't remember, this is patience, patience is over......"

"Buzz buzz ......" the stone needle nodded in agreement, it moving the knife.

The golden-robed Taoist rolled his eyes, and the sweat of soybeans rolled down, like a dehydrated fish, turning over the dead fish's eyes.

"Do you want to be Little Ten?"

The stone needle crooked the needle and thought for a while, swaying from side to side: "Buzz!"

Don't want to!

Shi Ji gave a thumbs up, "Okay, like me!"

The stone needle hummed with joy, and the master said that he was like her, beautiful!

Shi Ji raised the wine bottle in his hand again, "Do you want to drink?"

The stone needle stood up for a moment, "Yes!"

"Good!"

Shi Ji took a wine bowl, poured a bowl of wine, the stone needle plunged into the wine bowl, Shi Ji touched the wine bowl with a wine bottle, and drank together.

The golden-robed Daoist was even more painful.

Shi Ji read a poem out of time: "As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world!"

This poem is also very out of place!

Footsteps sounded, and it was Fei Lian.

"What is he?"

"Hurt. ”

Fei Lian knew that he knew that the golden robe was on the battlefield.

"It looks like it's not lightly hurt. ”