Signing Into Immortal Martial World

Ten Thousand Demon Caverns.

It is similar to the Thunder Pond in Zixiao Palace.

They are all "understandings" left by the ancient orthodoxy.

Its terrifying place is far beyond the imagination of others.

Ten thousand years ago, the Emperor Yuan had crossed the Divine Land and was the best in the world.

But to the end, the body is still disappearing.

No one knows the truth behind it.

But it must be inseparable from the six holy places.

The method that can kill the tenth mortal realm, the martial artist and the immortal?

No need to think about it, it's extremely scary.

"Black and White Langjun, Demon Devouring Boy..."

Hong Yazi's eyes flashed, is this even the people who protect the Tao are ready to press on?

He wondered if he should send a secret message to remind the Royal Highness of the Imperial City of Heaven.

As the heart-hearted leader, Hong Yazi would naturally not have heard of the great name of Ten Thousand Demon Caves.

That is a Jedi.

Rumor has it that there are nine hundred and ninety layers of crypts.

Inside are imprisoned the infinite demon of the ancient Taoism with talisman to seal the town, the heavy yin and evil spirits are rare in the world.

If the Hall of Longevity and the Mt. Yin Skeleton really make out of them, some incredible world-destroying demon will really come out.

That highness may not be able to carry it.

"Elder, the holy gate observes the ceremony, is the six ways to be the same, or are they separate..."

Hong Yazi asked more.

"The Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty ascended the throne as the emperor, the flying dragon is in the sky, and his luck is in full swing."

The glamorous Taoist aunt covered her mouth and chuckled, like a magic sound, fascinating.

"The six sacred places are here for congratulations, and send a little heart."

Hong Yazi nodded, motioning to understand.

Seeing nothing, he bowed and resigned.

Walking out of the house, he thought to himself.

The six holy places are pouring out, an unprecedented grand occasion.

I don’t know if His Royal Highness, who is sitting in Tianjing, is prepared?

The red-hearted leader has a complicated complexion, and he looks up at the gate of the Longevity Hall.

I thought, I hope I can survive this disaster.

Inside the dark hall.

Only a few candlelights flickered.

A sacrificial altar made of five kinds of gold, silver, jade, copper, and iron is standing in the center.

Vaguely, there is a strange breath surging.

"Mr. Bai, why do you agree to the Wu Yazi old way of Zixiao Palace and go with him to risk the bet on this game?"

"You and I know what's under the Ten Thousand Demon Caverns. Every time you go to the first floor of the sealed talisman, the holy gate becomes more dangerous."

The slender figure sitting cross-legged, erratic with the candlelight, like a ghost.

The sound from below seemed dry and dumb, like a rusty iron piece rubbing.

"Ha! The Purple Cloud Palace was forced to activate even Thunder Pond, what are we afraid of?"

"The sky is falling, the tall one is holding it!"

"If the Middle-Earth Demon Tribulation in China broke out, can Shangyin Academy sit and ignore? Can the bald donkey of Mount Xumi pretend not to see it?"

"Hei Lord, don't worry, it is a last resort to open the Ten Thousand Demon Caverns."

"Furthermore, the great gift given by the Palace of Longevity to the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty is something better!"

A slightly childish voice sounded again, seeming to be relieved, but also like an explanation.

just.

In this dark hall, there was clearly only one person. Where did the two voices come from?

The candlelight swayed, suddenly reflecting the true face of the slender figure.

One black and one white!

It was a yin and yang face!

The left is black!

Full of wrinkles, like ninety old women!

White on the right!

Like a child, it looks young!

This is the "Black and White Langjun" of the Palace of Longevity, the unremarkable nine-layered mortal realm, the innate great master.

When this person was born, because of his weird appearance, there were both yin and yang sides.

So he was regarded as unknown by his parents and abandoned by the river.

Never wanted to be picked up by an old beggar and raised him to five years old.

Sell ​​it to the theater troupe and be a juggler.

Black and white Langjun's life experience began when he was nineteen years old.

A feud, an unpredictable disaster, affected 80 people of the theater troupe.

He escaped by chance and found two martial arts secrets.

Relying on the superficial method of refining the body, he has also spread across the counties and villages, becoming a fierce bully.

Growing up in the market since childhood, coupled with the strange appearance, makes the black and white lords moody and often murderous.

This kind of temperament, letting it go, is tantamount to taking trouble.

A few years later, because he injured an inner disciple of the Ziwu Sword Sect, he was chased by Righteous Dao.

Then he fell off the cliff and strayed into the ruined cave house of the ancient ruins.

Suffering from water and food for five days.

The black and white Langjun couldn't help being hungry and swallowed a magical secret book that could not be read clearly.

Since then, the marrow and bones have been washed and cut, and the skill has been greatly increased.

Finally, see the sun again.

Then he was fancyed by the elders of the Demon Gate Changsheng Palace, and brought back to the mountain gate.

In this way, this shadow of the Palace of Longevity has just appeared.

"Bai Jun, we can't eat this piece of meat! It will die!"

The black face that looked like an old woman shook his head again and again, looking at the wriggling thing enshrined on the five-color altar, there was a look of fear in his eyes.

"Hei Jun, you and my life are exhausted, and the end is approaching. If you don't want to do anything, I'm afraid you will really die."

Yelled with a childish white face.

"Early death and late death are the same, so why not take a gamble!"

"We were able to escape that ghost place back then, but it wasn't because we ate the upper and lower volumes of the'Damo Magical Art'."

But no matter how Bai Jun persuaded him, Hei Jun just shook his head and muttered "I don't want to die".

Seemingly annoyed by the quarrel, the boy shouted with a pale face:

"Eat! I want to eat! Master is so timid that he will run out of energy and blood! I want to eat today!"

He speaks like a child, coquettish and self-willed.

The right hand protruded like lightning, trying to catch the wriggling object of the five-color altar.

But the left hand also opened five fingers at the same time to stop it.

A body, as if two people were hidden, fought each other.

After clamoring for a while, both black and white faces seemed to be tired.

With a black face like an old woman, she screamed:

"Eat, eat! After eating, we will become the same as the things in the Ten Thousand Demon Caverns!"

The young boy turned his lips and said with a pale face:

"Whatever he becomes! It's important to live!"

With hunger, greed and fear in his eyes, his hands slowly grasped the wriggling object on the five-color altar.

a piece of meat.

About the size of a palm.

I don't know where to cut it off.

There are also dozens of weird lines on the surface, intertwined with each other, vomiting energy.

Like a living thing!

"Eat it! This is the treasure of the Palace of Longevity! A piece of flesh and blood of tenfold, martial arts immortal in the mortal realm! Hahahaha!"

The black and white Langjun grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth like a hungry ghost.

Like dried shriveled dried meat, a creepy thing with hideous tendons, touching the fresh breath, seemed to wake up.

"Hungry... so hungry! So hungry!"

Infinite thoughts surged in, occupying the sea of ​​consciousness of the black and white Langjun.

A fuzzy figure of demon flames ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ rushed over like an evil beast.

"Go to hell! Eat all the human and immortal flesh! Cast my great monster!"

The black and white Langjun was not afraid, and brought his true energy to obliterate that group of wriggling martial arts will.

At the same time, it also absorbs the great power contained in it.

In the dark hall, if there are three figures entangled and twisted.

Biting each other, swallowing each other.

Tianjing.

Imprisonment.

Zhao Mu left the palace on a rare occasion and came to the most terrifying place where the discoloration of civil and military officials talked, the most feared.

He was here for the former commanders of Heilongtai, and he also found a suitable place suitable for branding Dao Marks along the way.

Within the sea of ​​knowledge, the mysterious stone clock slowly turns.

The chaotic breath flows down, reflecting the infinite world.

"You came to the imperial prison, and you extracted the sin of heaven!"

"Is it branded?"

Zhao Mu's face was calm, and he swept across.

It is a strange weapon that looks like a sword but not a sword, like a sword but not a sword, like a beast.

"From the Wind and Cloud World, one of the four most murderous soldiers."

The branding is complete, and Zhao Mu knows the origin.

This thing, together with "peerless sword", "defeated", and "stunned", are listed as the four most murderous soldiers.

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