First of all, it is common knowledge that storage bags cannot be used to hold live animals.

Storage bags that can hold living animals have a separate name, the human seed bag, which is already a magic weapon.

And the magic weapon, the worst is worth three million spirit stones, which is a luxury that can only be afforded by the Jindan real person. The market price of the seed bag is 7.5 million spirit stones, and the space inside is the size of a landlord's mansion, which can hold hundreds of people, and has always been used by the Xiuzhen sect as a prison, kindergarten, hospital, comfort station, first aid station, airbus and other special purposes.

Naturally, I don't.

That Ceres Mirror is another matter. Before I subdued the mirror spirit that hid somewhere, a Jindan machine spirit who likes to disguise itself as a panda group, and the little guy who was cute enough to foul me, I couldn't even stuff an ant into it.

As for the space in my Divine Consciousness Sea, I didn't invest enough of the five elements of heaven and earth to make it grow completely, truly connecting the dimensions of the major dimensional planes, forming a great cycle of feng shui, earth and fire, and it was even more unfriendly to living beings than storage bags. I caught those weird monsters that were hard to kill here, and the black mist over there could immediately pull out the souls and swallow them, and then I could destroy those that I couldn't explain.

I've always used it as a good prop for destroying corpses. After running rampant in Shijian Mountain for so long, all I have left behind is white ground, and those who do not leave any corpses will become zombies, remnant souls will become ghosts, blood stains will become filthy ghosts, resentment will become spirits, and the battlefield will become weird.

All the anomalies were "swallowed" by me.

So it's rare that someone came up with thirty women who were voluntarily eaten by me and who volunteered to die for me after I dedicated their lives, thinking that they had cornered me and had no room to run away, so they could only fall into the wind in this battlefield chosen by others, and go down step by step until they became his stepping stone!

Blind your dog's eyes!

Don't you know that the first principle of a monk's fight is to call the parents?

Or do you really think that I am Chen Haiyang, the sword cultivator of the Northern Stygian Mountain and the killer of the Killing Dao, except for a Dugu Feng who was tripped up and stumbled, I can't find the big guy to hug my thighs?

My surname is Chen!

Old.

It's Luofu's Chen.

Three months ago, in the Three Immortals Temple, Chen Xingyuan turned into a Taoist, Chen Feng followed with a smile, and Chen Changfeng went again. In one day, all three primordial gods of Luofu fell.

But who would have predicted.

Chen Ang took the Xingtian Sword and directly cut out a clone, named Chen Tianqi, and then held the sword Xingyu.

Then Chen Tianqi returned to the west, returned to Luofu, and destroyed the Zhongmen Giant Whale Gang all the way for no reason, and fought a big battle with the Shangmen Sea King Sect, killing Yuan Ying Four, Jin Dan three hundred, destroying countless countries, and countless living beings.

If it is a westward journey, who will dare to stop it?

Not to mention that this big guy actually cut out a demon clone early 10,000 years ago, under the pseudonym Styx, and founded the Filthy Demon Sword Sect in the third underground prison, as the backbone of the demon gate of this calamity, he is the enemy of the righteous path in the world, has killed and injured several primordial gods, and has done several legendary events.

And then such a terrifying demon of the Demon Gate who has been told countless times even said that her surname is Chen!

The big guy I called was this one.

This big guy who has been hiding in the Eastern Continent since ancient times, founded Fang Shan, an inexplicable evil sect, and even obtained the power of extrajustice from the hands of the Great Immortals, and then he really died every day and couldn't die.

The Demon Gate Exercises, Evil Dao Spells, Spell Gate Magical Powers, Poison Gate Secret Techniques, Gu Gate Divine Worms, Corpse Gate Prescriptions, and Ghost Gate Talismans that have been circulated in the world are all from Fang Shan!

It is said, and it can only be said, that the position of the chief inspector of Fang Mountain will be changed at every turn, and the big devils and villains in the mountains below will also be replaced, only this big guy has always been dressed in white, so clean that it makes you feel cold for no reason, and a small silver knife has been imprinted into the depths of the bloodline by several races. As for why the substitutions were made and where the ones who were replaced went, God knows.

That is, this big guy, every time he waits for his cultivation to become stronger and stronger with his research, before he reaches that line, he will cut off a clone, take the previous results, leave Fang Mountain, and go to the outside world to establish a sect.

The devil knows who is his doppelganger and who is his vest among the hundreds of thousands of yuan gods in the world!

This is the so-called "Chen Ang is immortal, Luofu is immortal"!

I originally thought that Chen Feng smiled and said, there was no one behind the light gate that represented the "Xuanyuan Sword Demon".

And then I was robbed just now.

Just when I threw away the Northern Soul Molten Golden Sword, I was about to take out the Infernal Sky Demon Sword, tear off all the disguises, kill all the obstacles, kill the Jin Dan who was waiting outside the chess game, and kill a way to escape that might live and die.

Just smashing those cherry blossoms for no reason makes my heart hurt.

So I was grabbed by a big guy who popped up out of nowhere, and then I was robbed.

"Hey, your methods and ideas for studying those inscriptions are very good, let's make a deal, shall we?"

And then I used those research reports, which were arguably priceless, and I switched for something. To be precise, I used the calculation program of the golden finger hidden in those research reports to exchange for a heaven and earth spiritual object that was urgently needed at the moment.

A fist-sized black gem smashed on top of the black mist, suddenly generating a huge change. The surrounding area was originally a spherical vacuum surrounded by black mist, and all objects were suspended in the air, and only my divine mind could walk freely, but now it suddenly turned into a huge black iron rock cavern. More air, more gravity, more direction, more aura, more vitality and vitality, and countless mechanical arms stretched out from the six walls of the cavern, quickly sorting my haphazard storage into the walls. Finally, according to my thoughts, a number of metal blocks protruded from the ground, and a very large and complete sect station was formed that was large enough for thirty women to fully develop their lives and cultivate.

Very spoofed.

I set up a huge monument at the entrance of the station, with the words "Lily Forbidden Land" written on it.

Hell knows what weird things those thirty women would have thought when I threw them in.

But there was no movement outside.

The Zhou Zifang, who was clearly marked as my target, and who was also clearly sure to come to kill me, still didn't show up.

The devil knows where he is.

It's a pity that when I found the first volume of the Gods and Demons Tablet, I could only look at the man in front of me with an ugly face.

One inch tall, Chinese face, twenty-one years old, happy green shirt, with a white sheath long sword, a red jade belt on the waist, hanging double fish wear, born with thunder and fire twin spirit roots, building the foundation of the peak realm, and practicing the true swordsmanship of the North Styx Mountain.

"You are not Chen Haiyang. If you are Chen Haiyang, then who is this puppet that I killed?"

In the sound of choking, a golden sword of the Northern Darkness that is exactly the same as the long sword in my hand is out of the sheath, the sword wind is like a sickle, and the sword intent is like thunder and fire.

In the mid-air around me, there was also a golden flower for no reason, hanging there from nothingness, quietly looking down at me, watching the sword wings of the sword wheel spinning on my back.

At the same time as I slashed through the sluggish flesh puppet in front of me with a single sword, a golden light suddenly flashed in the air.

"Got you!"11