Sima died like this, this is something that no one could have imagined, and Zhang Kaikai didn't expect it, so his face was very bad, as if he had been punched in the face, he snorted, beckoned, and then grabbed the judge's pen and the book of life and death from Sima's corpse, these two things are the most important things on Sima's body, and then Zhang Kaikai thought about it and threw the judge's pen to the people of Beiming Dao, Beiming didn't expect Zhang Kaikai to give this thing to himself.

Zhang Kaikai said: "Although I don't know if this brand-new Living Yama Hall can survive the calamity, I should share it with you anyway, you still have a bit of a disciple." Zhang Kaikai said: "If the immortal immortal doesn't have those details, he won't be talked about, so there is no profit." ”

It is an ordinary thing for monks to share the profits, but it seems that Zhang Kaikai still has a lot of interests entanglements with top monks, Tang Qian doesn't know, and he doesn't understand.

Zhang Kaikai didn't make a move on Tang Qian, since he had promised that he wouldn't make a move, he wouldn't make a move, this is a kind of self-confidence, maybe some monks will say after experiencing the same thing, that Zhang Kaikai didn't agree to this matter, but for Zhang Kaikai, he didn't say no, that is acquiescence, since he didn't directly break the Baiqian clothes and kill Tang Qian at that time, it can only mean that he agreed.

This is Zhang Kaikai.

Although he didn't plan to make a move, it was okay for him to say a few words if he was unhappy, and he said to Tang Qian: "You kid is one of the few people who dares to talk to me like that, it's also interesting, we have a chance to meet in Zhongzhou, you are not from Zhongzhou." These words are not just naked threats, after Zhang Kaikai finished speaking, Tang Qian's heart was shocked, and he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, Zhang Kaikai just said a few words casually, Tang Qian had already become like this.

The immortal immortal was silent, and left, like a fresh breeze, he had already lost the trace of the immortal immortal, a little faster than Zhang Kai left.

Zhang Kaikai watched Tang Qian vomit blood, as if he was admiring his own work, and after a few more glances, he flew away like a meteor in the sky.

The Northern Underworld Daoist was a little helpless, sighed, and then sat down, shook the tattered Dao robe on his body, and put his beard in a relatively comfortable position.

"How's it going?" Tang Qian asked, his words a little weak, and he held the broken sword that had just passed through Sima's body in his hand.

"It's a lifetime of little monks, and they won. The Northern Underworld Daoist just opened one eye, as if he was observing another battle that he couldn't see at all, and he said: "The magic power of that little guy in the capital is mainly to limit spells other than death qi, and the monk of his life pulled over the little ghost with the physique of the drunken capital in your group, and then the little ghost absorbed the dead qi, and the monk used it to use spells in his life, and he won after a few hard fights - there is one who has no eyes and seems to be crippled, basically don't want to let the aura go from the dantian to the heavenly spirit cover in this life- Hey, there's an old woman who wants to be my sister every year, and she's dressed up at a very young age, and her young beast, tsk, has broken a lot of bones, mainly because the bones are damaged, and it's basically the same as her own master. The more the Northern Underworld Dao people said that they had spirits, Tang Qian felt a lot more relieved after hearing it, and then looked up at the sky.

"Both of you are calculating. The Northern Underworld Daoist said.

Tang Qian glanced at him, and then said, "Thank you for the compliment." ”

The Northern Underworld Daoist said: "Sima is already the real lord of the Xudu Capital, so he is also one of the Yama Kings of the Four Directions Realm. ”

Tang Qian nodded: "It's just that there are still a few people in charge, so even if he is the king of Yama, he is only the youngest and last king of Yama." ”

The Northern Underworld Daoist said, "That's also Lord Yama." ”

Tang Qian nodded again: "That's right." ”

The Northern Underworld Daoist continued, "Do you know that there will be retribution from heaven and earth for killing the gods?"

Tang Qian raised his head again, looked at the sky, and then said, "It's obvious, isn't it?" Now the sky seems to be cracked, and the thick dark clouds are like seeing off someone, and the passage in the middle is the path that the person should take.

Tang Qian said: "Sima killed Feng Fei in front of me, not to show any ruthlessness, but because Feng Fei is actually the water god in the Cloud Lake, otherwise it would be impossible for his cultivator to mobilize so much Cloud Lake water." Tang Qian continued: "And the moment Feng Feng died just now, there was a vision in heaven and earth, but it was fleeting. ”

Many people know that the monk wants to kill the mountain god and the water god, and many people know about it, but the existence of the mountain god is becoming less and less now, and the monk's well water does not violate the river water, and this kind of thing gradually fades.

At that time, Sima killed Feng Peng, just to remind Tang Qian that this catastrophe was there, if Tang Qian really made a move, then even if Sima died, Tang Qian would not feel good.

But Tang Qian seemed to know everything, but he didn't regret what he did at all.

The Northern Underworld Daoist couldn't help but sigh, he said: "I don't care, I can tell you, Sima Soul's soul is nearby, if you don't want this heavenly calamity, let's not talk about whether your future cultivation will be hindered by this, those souls in Yunzhou City who have long been in the capital will be wiped out, this time there is really no left at all." ”

The Northern Underworld Daoist continued: "And if you choose to block this Heavenly Tribulation that does not belong here, it is estimated that this Sima Great Monk will take advantage of the weakness to rush into your seriously injured body. ”

Sima's research on the soul is too clear, just like he is still walking far together in Dunjia, Sima will probably have more, if he really rushes into Tang Qian's body, then he is really sure to occupy this body.

Tang Qian couldn't help but think, if he did it, would he kill himself, or would Sima win Sima?

But Tang Qian wrapped a little tightly around the hundred clothes on his body, and then threw it casually, and the broken sword was inserted into the ground, and Tang Qian actually began to pull up his trousers.

It seems to mean to let go of the fight.

The Northern Underworld Daoist couldn't help but sigh: "Sima, this person is really a little powerful, he is not in a hurry to jump out at this time, even if he hears what I said, he is constricting his breath, and then keeping himself for a while and a half will not be pulled by the underworld, so as to be able to survive until you are hit by the heavenly thunder a few times." ”

"The catastrophe is like a tantrum, the one you just killed very easily is a big god, and the temper of God is a little bigger, it is estimated that the wind and thunder are indispensable. "The people of the Northern Underworld Dao have a lot of time, and they still have time to take their own gourds and take a sip, which is very pleasant.

"What are you waiting for?" asked Tang Qian.

The Northern Underworld Daoist said, "I just want to see if one of my friends can make it through." ”

Tang Qian asked, "Just watching?"

The Northern Underworld Daoist said: "You are my friend, not my Lao Tzu, there are some things I can't help, for example, if I go up, this heavenly tribulation will not be used against you, but against me, and the power is completely different." ”

He didn't come to help, it wasn't because the Great Dao was ruthless, the Northern Underworld Daoist was a great cultivator, he had a long lifespan, and he had naturally seen countless lives and deaths, he didn't have many real friends, but he wouldn't take such a big risk for his friends.

There is Sima here waiting for Tang Qian to be seriously injured, is there still someone secretly waiting for him to be seriously injured? Is it Zhang Kaikai? Or maybe it may be an immortal? Thinking about everything at worst, it is easy to choose what you want to do.

The dark clouds in the sky are gathered because of Xia Yubing, Xia Yubing's cultivation talent has been shown from this point, and now it has helped Sima, the dark clouds have arrived, and the heavenly tribulation will only be faster.

Just now, Zhang Kaikai said that there was no way for the Living Yama Hall to hold on, and he was talking about this heavenly tribulation.

Xia Yubing no longer has any scars on her body, her cultivation talent is incredibly strong, although she has just abolished her cultivation, but at this time, she has felt a slight aura, this aura is like nothing, connecting herself to the middle of the Living Yama Palace.

It was the spell left by Tang Qian that could divide Xia Yubing's injuries to Tang Qian.

Although Xia Yubing could feel where Tang Qian was, she couldn't move a single step in the formation in front of her, and she still returned to her original place when she went around and around.

A lifetime monk sat cross-legged on the ground, all the mana on his body was offset by Qingqi's spell, as long as it was not death, it could not exist, this must be a spell against the sky, but relying on the Tianxing Dao people's seemingly bottomless formation background, as well as the unreasonable desperate fighting method, the lifelong monk they won, but the win was very bleak.

He was also looking up at the sky, and the mana in his body was recovering very slowly, as if it was too late, and it was too late.

He didn't have the ability to disperse this Heavenly Tribulation Cloud, and even if he opened it, it would take a lot of effort and a lot of cost.

Zhang Kaikai won't do it, and a lifelong monk can't do it.

So now Tang Qian can only face the endless clouds in the sky.

The thunderbolt of heaven is like a child playing with stones, when he is tired of chopping, when he puts it down.

This is Sima's biggest conspiracy, kill him, what to face, Tang Qian knows very well. But he did it anyway.

Even he knew that after Sima had died once, if the judge's pen and the book of life and death were returned to him, he would be able to handle it easily. The premise of being able to achieve Sima is that Tang Qian will be split half dead by the Heavenly Tribulation.

Tang Qian wanted to try if he could win Sima again.

Tang Qian simply breathed for a while and then began to get busy, he had a lot of bits and pieces of bottles and cans on his body, he had used it once before against Leng Qing, it was some special ink, this time he took it out again, and there were many different things, even the insect that he had taken when the mountain movers were digging up the tomb, he also took it out.

The ink is used to draw the formation, one is not enough to be three, three is not enough to be nine, the ink is only the most ordinary ink, just a little more than the ordinary ink, can be aura, rain can not be washed away.

This is enough, although the monk knows the formation, the reason why he rarely uses the formation to resist the Heavenly Tribulation is that it is not clear whether many things are outside the body or their own ability. Some of the magic weapons that have been refined are almost the same as the monk's arms, hands and feet, and they are naturally not foreign objects. Tang Qian's broken sword can't be regarded as a magic weapon.

Anyway, when the first lightning bolt illuminated the city, Tang Qian had already looked at the sky—there was nothing around him that was worth taking a closer look at. Tang Qian's face was also illuminated very brightly, and the sword in his hand was grasped and grasped firmly.

Pointing to the catastrophe.