Beauty is natural, without any decoration, long hair shawl, and a pool of clear eyes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoChongjiu, who has experienced the information bombardment in his previous life, has not never seen a beautiful woman, and the woman in white in front of him gives him only two words, that is, comfortable.

Obviously very ordinary facial features are combined, and a magical chemical change has occurred, and the face, the more you look at it, the more comfortable it is, and the moment it opens, the piercing sound is like a pebble dripping into the surface of a calm lake, flooding with ripples, breaking the harmony.

"Everything is in hand?" the woman asked, Chongjiu didn't know about their plan, but apparently the sixth, seventh, and eighth layers were all bought by them, or the monsters of these layers have been preparing for today's plan for hundreds of years, and those who don't know each other or want to oppose it have been cleaned up as early as when they sprouted.

"Yes. "As the fat man entered, he was followed by a kitten, a three-headed python, a knife-armed boy, and more than a dozen monsters entered in turn.

"I have completely sealed the sixth layer with the Yuqing Fu Seal, and without the cultivation of the three golden immortals, it will definitely not be opened. The rest of the people turned into the sixth layer of the heavenly general, this shift change is the last shift, if nothing else, it can be concealed until tomorrow morning, when the shift is changed, there is still a buffer time in the middle, conservative estimates, there is a day in the middle. The fat man said proudly, shaking a bunch of keys in his hand as he spoke.

"What if there is an accident?" the three-headed giant man interjected very facelessly at this time.

"You know, we have been preparing for this plan for three hundred years, fatty, if there is really an accident, a few lives will not be enough to die, and when the time comes, be careful that all your toad skins will be swallowed by me. ”

"Excuse me, excuse me, I don't know what your plans are, can I quit?" Chongjiu's voice interjected, causing everyone who had been talking to to turn their heads to stare at the person who had joined halfway.

"Pap, pap, pap" The white beauty clapped her hands, attracting everyone's attention.

"It's not officially introduced yet, this is our new partner, the nine-headed king of the Ranshi Mountain and Blue Wave Pool. ”

Everyone looked at Chongjiu with scrutinizing eyes, testing his cultivation, and his heart was shocked, as if he had detected a vast ocean, more than a step higher than himself.

"Okay, it's all my own people, Ah Jiu Jin Immortal cultivated, was seriously injured, accidentally entered the heavenly prison, and his ability to play is similar to that of the late stage of the True Immortal. "Briefly talked about Chongjiu's situation.

Although Chongjiu suffers from a hidden disease and his combat effectiveness has declined, several people dare not underestimate it in their hearts. A golden immortal is a golden immortal, even a golden immortal with a lot of water is much more powerful than a true immortal, and the difference between a golden immortal and a true immortal is a qualitative difference. The entire life level has been raised by one level.

"Okay, due to the addition of Xiao Jiu, the plan has changed slightly, let's go to the eighth floor first to meet with the scholar and the old tree. ”

"Bang Dang" Chongjiu prison door was opened, the lock of the cell door is just an ornament, what really works is the seal on the ground of the cell roof and the four walls, thousands of seals fell into the entire heavenly prison, from the establishment of the first generation of heavenly court to the present, I don't know how many thousands of years, generation after generation of reinforcement, the power of imprisonment, deep into various places, this is why the heavenly general after Chongjiu entered the cell, will take back the black ice lock chain.

Seals and programs are actually things, no program is perfect, there are always loopholes, and the door lock is a small loophole, the monkey can escape from the golden wave of the Xiaoleiyin Temple with the sharp horns of the golden dragon, and the heavenly prison seal is unmatched, although this key is not the key to the real cell, it is enough for Chongjiu.

Nodding slightly, he nodded to the woman in white and said hello. It can be seen that this woman in white is the leader of everyone, although her cultivation has not reached the Golden Immortal, she is thoughtful and acts in an orderly manner.

The Corpse King was the last to come out and open the stone door on the eighth floor. Just as the fat man took out the key to unlock the lock, the two runes of the stone gate turned into two silver dragons, which were hideous and terrifying. There are true immortal cultivators, sharp claws flying, dragon souls roaring, and they are attacking head-on.

"Insect carving skills. The fat man snorted disdainfully. The robe on his body swelled, and his body, which was already very fat, had a larger circle, his small mouth opened, and a red light shot out of his mouth, which crossed the body of the silver dragon, wrapped it around, and pulled it back.

The silver dragon let out a mournful roar, and with the red light became smaller, and finally disappeared into the fat man's mouth. Seeing this, the other silver dragon wanted to escape back to the door, but in a blink of an eye, the fat man swallowed the silver dragon like a noodle, and pulled out the silver dragon that had already disappeared into the door by the same means, and swallowed it together.

After a full hiccup, his body returned to his original state, turned sideways, and faced the corpse king: "Brother, I'll leave it to you next." ”

"Yes. The Corpse King's voice was very distinctive, hoarse and cold, every time he heard the Corpse King speak, Chongjiu's skin couldn't help but have a layer of small bumps, which was very uncomfortable.

I have always been curious about the black chain on his body, but only then did I see clearly that it was a two-headed snake covered in pitch black.

It seems to be swimming on the corpse king, but he can't feel any life, and the gods and ghosts are difficult to figure out.

The Corpse King approached the door, his arms raised, and the two-headed snake automatically disconnected, turning into two, merging into the Corpse King's arms, turning into two pitch-black rings, a bit like a bracelet, much wider than a bracelet, more like an armguard.

The stone gate returned to its primitive appearance, and without a trace of light, the corpse king stopped, put his hands on the stone door and tried it, waved his hand, and then the person in front of him retreated, snorted, his feet exerted force, and the whole person leaned obliquely.

How tightly guarded the prison, the key to the eighth layer does not have to think that you can get your hands on it, it can only be violently destroyed, the seal was eaten by the fat man's unique ability to press the box, there is no combat effectiveness in a short time, the rest is that the stone door is opened, if there is a key, gently push, the stone door opens, at this time the stone door is a few zhang high, the thickness is not much more, I don't know how many hundreds of thousands of pounds, it is difficult for ordinary people to shake it.

I don't know how many years this corpse king has lived, from the dead corpse, to the point where he has practiced step by step, and his strength is infinite.

"Squeak~" With the sound of grinding teeth, the stone door slowly opened a gap, just enough to let everyone pass, the corpse king stopped, and walked into it first, followed by the rest.

When I arrived at Chongjiu, Chongjiu tried it, and after using it for a long time, Shimen did not show a trace of moving, and I was secretly surprised in my heart, I really underestimated this group of people. Pull out one or two at random, all of them are of this level.

It is said that this group of people should not be unknown in the Journey to the West, could it be that the final plan failed and was buried in this prison?

With questions, I entered the eighth floor, and the entire space on the eighth floor was a turquoise cold light, shining on the faces of all kinds of monsters, and suddenly I looked at it, it was hideous and terrifying, and the timid didn't dare to look at it at all.

The jackal scholar, seeing it again, saw that there was also an ordinary yellow-haired old man, his face was full of wrinkles, and it didn't look like a face, but a face growing on the bark of a tree, and he could only vaguely distinguish his facial features.

Needless to say, there were only these two people in this eighth layer of heavenly prison. "See you again. "The scholar has a jackal face, and naturally greets Chongjiu, obviously a monster, you feel like a scholar who has read poetry and books standing in front of you, chatting with you, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze.

"Hmm. Chongjiu didn't say much, and now he didn't even know the whole plan, so he joined in in a daze, wanting to see what they were planning.

The old man smiled at Chongjiu, and without the slightest warning, shot out a wild vine from his shoulder, turned into a spike, and stabbed Chongjiu's eyes.

"Hmph!" Chongjiu looked at a few people next to him, gloating in his eyes, and snorted secretly when he had the heart to see him laugh.

True fire in the left hand, dark water in the right hand, merging both hands, grasping the attacking vine thorns. Seeing that the rattan thorns were blocked, the old man didn't care, behind him was like a peacock opening the screen, one after another rattan thorns attacked, this time it was even more extraordinary, the first time was just an ordinary rattan thorn, then the second time was gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and the third time was gold, copper, aluminum and iron, and he had the heart to try the strength of Chongjiu, the golden immortal.

If the scholar makes a move, Chongjiu will have to consider one or two, the old man in front of him may still be a few points behind, the world of monsters, to put it bluntly, is still the truth of fists.

Why be polite?