Hearing the words of the fat Daoist, the people around them all turned their eyes to Ding Ning.

There seems to be a bias in the words of this Zhaobao real person, which makes many people present dislike, but the cultivation of people is there, and no one dares to say anything.

Now that this Sword Soul Mountain is out, I believe that this treasure real person has nothing to say.

However, the strength of the sea of grass also made them secretly frightened, such an anti-heaven artifact could be obtained, no wonder as soon as this Sword Soul Mountain came out, the temperature of the entire square dropped by several degrees.

Although all the monks present were not afraid of any ghosts, the magic weapon condensed by these thousands of unjust souls still made them a little frightened.

This grass sea urchin is not small, and the means are also powerful, this sword and soul mountain magic weapon alone is enough to stand tall in the four major factions and is not inferior.

Ding Ning also nodded slightly: "Since there is such a treasure, Poor Dao naturally has nothing to say, but is this Sword Soul Mountain sure to be able to kill the female luge?"

"Don't worry about this, Sword Soul Mountain is to let everyone see the ugly nature of the drought fish, how many people she has harmed, she will return it all today, everyone rest assured, the unjust soul will only attack the demon who eats people, and if it doesn't hurt people, it won't be fine, even if Sword Soul Mountain can't kill this woman, we still have more means waiting for her." ”

After speaking, the fat Taoist waved his hand to the monk who had been waiting under the flagpole for a long time.

The two monks immediately lowered the Susu hanging in the air.

With the decline of Susu, people were originally embarrassed to snoop with their divine thoughts, but at this time they could see it in the open.

Strands of hair stuck to his face. There were two black steel hooks pinned to the pipa bone, making it impossible for her to use any mana.

The slender body swayed slightly as the rope descended, the curtains were closed, the long eyelashes drooped, and the face was as pale as paper, looking extremely pitiful.

People's moods are a little contradictory, everyone has basically done the things of slaying demons and eliminating demons, but once the monster grows like this, it is not so easy to start.

Thinking about the scene of such a peerless beauty holding people and eating them, a sentence rose in everyone's hearts.

Lady of the Queen. What a thief!

Sword Soul Mountain is placed below Su Su. The rope descended to a certain level, and Su Su's body fell to the top of the Sword Soul Mountain.

Her feet settled, and as the rope loosened, her body fell limply to the top of the mountain. More than a month of torture had already exhausted her. There is hardly any physical strength.

And the purple net of heaven and earth still followed her head. Prevent her from potentially breaking free.

"Everyone, you are optimistic, how many people this drought has eaten, how many swords will be received. Spirit Realm Master, according to your Buddhists, what should this say?"

The spiritual realm monk of Wutai Mountain clasped his hands together: "The cause of the day before, the effect of today, this is called karma." ”

"Yes, it's karma, Poor Dao put out the Sword Soul Mountain to let everyone see clearly, don't have any sympathy for this drought, this is what she deserves, our sea of grass is just in accordance with the will of heaven. ”

After speaking, the fat Taoist waved his hand again: "Put the rope!"

The steel hook nailed the pipa bone, the rope tied the wrist, and as the rope was released, Su Su's body immediately began to roll down the downhill slope of Sword Soul Mountain!

People can't bear to close their eyes, there are thousands of swords below, roll down this way, even if you don't cut it into meat puree, you have to be pierced into a sieve, it's a pity, such a beautiful girl, why is it a drought?

Ding Ning's hand was clenched tightly, he was a little worried, and he had some expectations.

Su Su has been with her since she turned into a drought, and Ding Ning knows that she has never eaten anyone.

But what about Su Su before he evolved into a drought?

But Su Su has already died once because she blew herself up in the Eastern Emperor Bell, and then fused with her own blood, to be precise, she is no longer a real drought, but more like a mixture of a person and a drought, with more human feelings, rather than a cold and ruthless demon.

Will such a primor be attacked by Sword Soul Mountain? Ding Ning was not sure.

But at this moment, he had to wait, even if Su Su's body was broken again because of this, not only because the body had not yet arrived, but also because he wanted to prove Su Su's innocence.

Of course, if the physical body is dead, the fat Dao people will not be able to bear it if they want to kill her Yuan Shen Ding Ning, so they should immediately stop it.

As Su Su rolled down, the ten thousand swords that were like wild grass on the Sword Soul Mountain began to stir.

A gust of yin wind swept over the Sword Soul Mountain, ten thousand ghosts roared, and there was a clanging sound between the collisions of swords, and the seeping yin qi was permeated, which made people feel frightened to watch.

People seem to have seen the image of Su Su being cut into pieces, and the timid even covered their eyes.

It's close! It's close! It's getting closer!

Fat Daoren and other Caohaimen people are satisfied to watch all this, this time not only killed the female fish, but also made Caohai show his face once, I believe that from today onwards, when people talk about the Middle Earth Daomen, they should not send Caohai behind.

It's a pity that Penglai's Fengming Daoist didn't come, otherwise this time it would be perfect.

"Huh!"

Susu's delicate body rolled over the first sword.

There was silence in the venue, and people stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

How can it be!!!!

Su Su just rolled over, and the sword didn't hurt her in the slightest!

It was as if an illusory shadow swept over Su Su's body, and it didn't play any role.

Could it be that this Sword Soul Mountain is just a mirage condensed by mana? Many people have this idea in their hearts.

It's impossible for a marba not to eat people, and it's impossible for a zombie not to eat people!

But that's the way it was, the sword didn't work.

People's eyes fell on the fat man's face, hoping that he could give an explanation.

The fat Daoist's face darkened, and he said incoherently: "Impossible." It is impossible for the drought to not eat people, there must be something wrong with this sword soul, you must know that not every sword condensed by the soul is so decisive, the next one, the next one must be fine. ”

But the picture that followed broke his judgment, Su Su's body rolled down on the top of the mountain, because there were two steel hooks nailed to the pipa bone, so the speed was not fast, but no matter where she rolled down. The swords there were as if they were unconscious. Let her roll over and remain motionless.

One sword can be interpreted by chance, ten swords can be interpreted by chance, but what about a hundred?

What about a thousand? Can it all be accidental?

What's more, there are more than 10,000 swords on this Sword Soul Mountain, and they can't hurt Su Su in the slightest. Does this illustrate something?

Five minutes passed. Susu rolled from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain. There were no new injuries on his body.

Ten thousand flowers have passed, and the leaves do not stick to the body.

Although this verse is very inappropriate here, this is what Ding Ning has in mind.

A smile is revealed. Then Ding Ning turned his face and said to the fat Taoist: "This fellow Daoist, how do you want to explain this situation?"

The fat Dao man's face was extremely embarrassed, he couldn't explain at all, he muttered for a long time, and suddenly a flash of inspiration: "There is a problem, there must be a problem with this magic weapon, you must know that we have not used this Sword Soul Mountain for a long time, is it that we can't exert its power in the sun now? Or is it because there are too many monks here, and the yang energy is too strong to suppress the power of the Sword Soul Mountain?" In short, there must be a problem." ”

"Is there a problem? I don't think so, I look at the Yin Qi on the Sword Soul Mountain, very sharp, could it be that you think that the heinous female Lu has not eaten people, right?"

"How is it possible? How can the drought fish not eat people? There must be something wrong with the magic weapon, since the Taoist friends don't believe it, then we can still try, come on, just come up and walk around, and see if this Sword Soul Mountain will not attack." ”

At this time, the fat Daoist firmly believed that there was something wrong with the Sword Soul Mountain, otherwise why wouldn't he even attack the female lu, since the female lure didn't attack, then it would be no problem for others to go up.

With his order, a late-stage cultivator of the sea of grass refining gods went up.

This person is the junior disciple of the Heavenly Apocalypse Daoist and an admirer of the Fat Daoist, and when he heard the order of his uncle, he was the first to go up immediately, and he walked towards the Sword Soul Mountain with a big thorny step.

"Poof!"

The sword that seemed harmless to him suddenly pierced the soles of his feet!

The monk screamed miserably, and his body was unsteady on his feet and fell on the Sword Soul Mountain.

This fall was bad, the whole person rolled down like a gourd rolling on the ground, and everywhere he passed, countless sword attacks, from the top of the mountain to the halfway up the mountain, had already hit hundreds of swords.

Seeing that this nephew was covered in blood, his hands and feet were already mutilated, and he was out of breath and out of breath, Fat Dao woke up from the panic and hurriedly put away the Sword Soul Mountain.

Although the Sword Soul Mountain is put away, this Grass Sea Monk is not far from death, and this kind of sword soul full of yin and evil has caused his Yuan Shen to suffer a lot, and his body may be able to be reforged, but the Yuan Shen will never be able to recover to its best state, and there is no hope in this life.

Ding Ning spoke again at this time: "Fellow Daoist, it seems that this senior nephew of yours has done a lot of bad things, don't you want to punish the people in the door for making such a show today?

The fat Taoist glanced at Ding Ning with a hint of resentment on his face, and he felt indescribable regret in his heart.

But even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't think of any drought that would be safe and sound on Sword Soul Mountain?

Could it be that this is a vegetarian drought?

Shaking his head, he shook off this somewhat ridiculous idea, since he couldn't determine the problem of Sword Soul Mountain, he could only hope for his junior brother.

The fat Taoist was deflated, and the thin Taoist hurriedly stood up to play a round game.

"Ladies and gentlemen, maybe there is really something wrong with Sword Soul Mountain, but this problem is not yet certain, but everyone also believes that the drought will not be kind, and then the poor road will come to verify it for everyone again, I believe it will soon come to light. ”

Before the thin Dao man's voice fell, Ding Ning spoke again beside him: "If you can't prove that the drought is evil this time, then what?" (To be continued......)