After that, the immoral woman kept begging Su Jing to spare her life …
In ancient times, the so-called "heresy of evil spirits" was not derogatory, just like those who used to go away from the mountain to cause trouble. The Monty Sect practiced magic, but they were proud to do things with their own set of rules, which would not bully the weak and would not disturb everyone.
However, the literal meaning of heresy of evil spirits has been extended, which means that those who act as the bottom line and seek self-interest and evil practice mostly "take away" their evil laws by "sucking blood" from heaven and earth and ordinary people to improve into such a profound and overhauled mountain and river.
At the time of Qingdeng, Lao zu Lu said that they were the splendid dry-Kun locusts, and sooner or later they would gnaw away the roots of the world if they left them alone.
When he was still in the southern famine, Su Jing heard that evil spirits were stirring and the struggle between good and evil became more and more fierce. Naturally, this time, the gang met for the first time after returning to the motherland!
Su Jing waved his hand to stop the evil woman from kowtowing and asked her, "How many years have you been practicing in the Heart-refining Palace?"
"Report back to Xianmaidservant for one hundred and thirty years."
"So you’ve already lost 130 lives?" The golden light flashed, the sword feather pierced the heart, and the evil woman died quickly and well.
Su Jing heard from my classmates about this evil sect.
Forgive is to forgive Su Jing for not treating himself as a Buddha, and saying a few words to himself will not reduce his sins, and he will still be full of evil and die without pity.
The last one invaded the fog and refined the heart. Gong Di wiped out the wings exhibition. Su Jing moved quickly like the wind, and found a corpse of a prostitute in all parts of the city. He reached out and led it to the sky …
Cloud nine, the bodhi old zu, with a sullen face and flashing eyes, is thinking about countermeasures. Suddenly, a vision appears in the fog, and the body of the refined heart palace brother is thrown away one after another!
There is also a cold smile coming from the fog, "I will give you my life back."
The old demon drew back his hand from the woman’s dress, his fingers beating, and with a flick of his hand, Su Jing sent nearly 200 bodies to rot and wither quickly in the fog, and then they rotted into fly ash and were scattered by the wind.
And Kuisu’s old magic hand has a little more milky juice-the residual evil yin essence in the female body is all in this old magic "Which of the six heavenly sects signed up for the surname?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to the side and was groped by him for a long time. At once, the woman with a hip showed greed, leaned forward like a dog, stuck out her tongue and carefully licked the evil essence of his fingertips.
Laughter in the fog suddenly rang out. "Kui Su Lao Mo, do you have six heavenly sects in your eyes? It’ s not too small to look down on the same road! "
The fog collected from the fox and refined in the Great Sage Jun have been in the bones for decades, and there is a faint evil spirit and a faint demon spirit. Refining treasures in the right way can’t have such charm. The bodhi old zu Kuisu is knowledgeable and naturally can see that this is because he can’t figure out who else dares to stop him except Tianzong’s right way.
Besides, the fog of "Fifty-three Ginseng" just broke before, and the old demon in the city sank and asked, "It’s not the case of repairing the Zhengdao Pavilion, but it’s also the case of people blocking my event and hurting my hand."
Suddenly, the fog was filled with evil spirit and gloomy momentum, and then the fog became thinner. In the center of the big city, a square black shadow appeared. In the shadow, the lashing of the flesh, vicious curses, piercing screams, crying for mercy and screaming for grievances were intertwined.
Tianwu Sword Prison is dark and gloomy, and then with the ghost robe and the golden wind, the little martial uncle turns into a real reincarnation of the judge!
The dense fog cleared away again, and the shadow of the third prison became more and more striking. A young man in his early thirties, his appearance gradually became clear, and his appearance was nothing but a pair of cheng eyes and awe-inspiring eyes.
Su Jing not only wore a painted skin, but also showed off his means.
Thirteen resin slaves stood behind them; Six iron-gray serpents, corpses and beasts around them protect each other. The six serpents’ bodies are knotted and their heads are held high to the sky. They still keep the habit of swallowing snake letters from time to time, black and purple.
Liuhe Qinglong and Thirteen Evil Commanders
Besides the closest people, who knows that Uncle Xiao is still a mourning brother?
Seeing Su Jing, he showed tolerance and said goodbye to his corpse, Kui Su Na, but he still couldn’t see his identity. The old demon was a little surprised. "Mourning?"
After that, he laughed again. "I didn’t expect that there would be mourning and mourning in Middle-earth. Did the younger generation dare to show that they were not afraid of death and buried in front of their seats?"
It doesn’t matter whether he was alive, good or evil, and his ancestral graves were all planed correctly. That’s why he planed himself into a taboo, and both good and evil were forgiven together.
Su Jingyin flat "before I pretend to be a senior, I am not afraid that I will dig your ancestral grave and bring your ancestors as slaves? Then let’s see who is older. "
Say that finish before the old demon angrily rejected him and turned the conversation "in the eyes of the right path, we are mourning a pulse and you evil spirits are ordinary people;" You don’t make friends with me, and you shout and kill for fear that you have too few enemies? Are you stupid? "
It won’t be much for a woman to cherish the temperament of a corpse every day, but most of her male brothers are full of foul language, mainly swearing, which is also a way to kill the corpse. It’s not difficult for Su Jing to put on a show and scold the street
Words don’t stop Su Jing tone and slightly eased some "if the right people always cramp and peel one by one, you are not necessarily not without discussion. Don’t talk about the avatar in a hurry and then play late!" I really can’t talk about it, and everyone will take another shot! "
"One beat and two scattered" is the key word!
If the old demon Kuisu wants to destroy the mountain city of Zhenpage, just drop a huge spell and smash it, and he will hang the front line and hang the gas machine all over the city?
Not to reinvent the wheel, but to have another plan.
On the other hand, Su Jing’s fog is weird and unpredictable, covering everything. If Su Jing doesn’t give in to the old demon, there is no way to hang the silk city. Su Jing hides in the fog and it is difficult to punish … If you can’t talk about the old demon casting spells and bombing the city, you can repair born to die, but the city will also be destroyed. The plot of the old demon is really a beat!
Chapter three hundred and ten Mourning and repairing dirty mouth
Kuisu Old Devil should reply coldly since he can learn from Bai Sujing. "Discuss? Is there anything to discuss if you get in my way, ruin my business and kill my people? " The tone is tough, but if he doesn’t start work, it’s already discussed.
"Get in your way? Bad for you? " Phoenix man suddenly smiled, but there was no smile in the sound. "You blocked the old road and broke the old story."
Kuisu bodhi old zu frown cold "what you say! Taoist friends don’t play charades if they really want to make a discussion. "
The word "Long Mai" is suddenly exported, and the eyes of Feng Mu male suddenly penetrate the heavens and the earth and look straight at the old demon.
A tree in Quesu’s bodhi old zu’s eyes bloomed, and soon he narrowed his eyes and stared at Su Jing like a poisonous snake.
With the flash of the old magic eyes, Su Jing knew that he was right …
Su Jingran couldn’t figure out what they really wanted until he was stationed in the White House’s old house, the main houses of past dynasties, and the core of the real city, and he was vaguely aware of a trace of "real dragon spirit" when preparing for the war.
Of course, I didn’t hear the dragons and see the dragon shape because of the five senses. How many people can see the "weather"?
But Su Jing once witnessed the giant snake turning into a dragon and personally killed the dragon, and immediately recognized this weather.
The East Tu Han family has paid attention to "Long Mai" in all dynasties, which sounds mysterious, but there is something really happening, such as the great flood, the stability of the country, the prosperity of the country and the prosperity of the people, and the protection of the real dragon.
It is the White House that occupies Long Mai’s first ancestral grave and second imperial city, but this true mountain city, former residence and old house!
Don’t say that others don’t even know the White House itself.
When I was in the room, I made a detailed investigation of the "real dragon spirit". Su Jing found that there was some gloomy atmosphere in it, which was another funeral.
Think carefully again, dare not say mastery through a comprehensive study, but Su Jing has a guess in his heart …
Hi robe ghost imprisoned by senior master deep;
There is a dark vein near the place where the funeral was suppressed, and it is by this evil spirit that the robe-loving ghost refines its thirteen ghost bodies.
Later, the forbidden law was broken, and the ghost in the robe escaped from killing the ghost property. Those things were unnecessary. Su Jing also thought that if the yin qi pulse was condensed by a mourning dragon, and this qi pulse and the ghost in the robe broke the ban, the charm also slowly dispersed into people. When the mountain city was built, it was done according to the guidance of Kanyu experts, and the gas pulse overflowed naturally to their White House.
Fang Sujing once raised his eyebrows slightly at the beginning of his concentration and guessed that an emperor had made a fortune. Su Jing thought it was quite interesting at that time …
The number of cities in the East Earth world is only true. There are Long Mai demons and heretics coming here. Why not Long Mai?
Su Jing in the sword prison took a picture of the splendid capsule, and the evil spirits also said that he would try his best to be alert! Su Jing pulled out a mouthful and muttered a few words, saying "disease". The back cover of the cover was flapping like wings, and it flew like a bird, heading straight for Gao and flying to the front of the bodhi old zu in Kuisu soon.
Su Jing solemnly said, "Look at this!"
The old devil stretched out his hand and took a look at the two big characters on the cover-Tu Wan.
The most famous story of the East Tu Han family, which has been popular for hundreds of years.
When the old devil shakes his wrist, the story turns into scraps of paper. "I’m tired of mystifying things. Friends have something to say."
"This is the only article that is true." It is expected that if the old devil doesn’t look at each other with relish, it is a ghost. Su Jingkou responded, "Almost four tall and small martial uncles who left the mountain before Jia beheaded an evil ghost to save the city’s life."
Su Jing, who praised "Little Martial Uncle Away from the Mountain", turned to "I am the younger brother of Shen Shiyuan, so it is of great benefit for the mountain city to hide a sinister pulse in my family to practice dharma. Unfortunately, in ancient times, this knot was banned, and a powerful ghost and a wonderful pulse were sealed together."