MTL - Immortal-Chapter 9 Spell-hardened Dafa

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Chapter IX Daemon Quenching Dafa ()

Cave?

Seeing the cave, Mr. Zhong's eyes lightened, grabbing a small dagger, and quickly jumping towards the cave.

The entrance to the cave is so tall that the stones on the four walls seem to be polished and smooth. It is a cave. Although it looks unremarkable, outside of the cave, Mr. Zhong actually saw countless suffocations and could not approach.

Radon should not be approached? It seems that there is a force constantly resisting external radon.

Seeing here, Mr. Zhong sank inside, should he go in?

There may be good things inside, and it may also be a disaster. If it is a vicious beast's lair, there is no doubt that it will die if you enter. If it is an empty cave, there may be good things inside. Living thing.

You are the congenital period, and the weakest congenital. It is more likely to die. Then you cannot go in. Later, when you have the power to protect yourself, come again.

Thinking about everything, Father Zhong resolutely prepared to leave.

"Ferocious God, what are you doing?" Inside the cave, a sudden rage came.

Mr. Zhong stepped down, grasped his dagger, picked up Dafa Breath, and listened carefully.

"Why? Yao Ri sword, suppress this Youquan, take it out today, only one person is available, five of us, of course four will die." A very fierce voice said.

"Without us, you ca n’t take it out. It ’s the strength of five of us to pull it out. Otherwise, as long as there is slackness, you will be swallowed by the Yinquan Yin and become a disaster. Dead? "The voice yelled before.

"Dead? Haha, know that I am a fierce god, why do you have the name of a fierce god? Do you die, not just to multiply my strength by five times? Although it will be a period of weakness, but the sword of the sun, this is mine, haha." The fierce **** laughed.

"No ~~~" ...

Three of them shouted.

"People outside, come and save me, I'll give you everything," one inside shouted suddenly.

"Hum" The fierce **** snorted, and the internal voice stopped abruptly.

Mr. Zhong glanced around, sweating coldly, and was found again?

One of the four people can find themselves, and the fierce **** can certainly find himself. If he just left like this, there will be no peace in the future.

That person found himself and asked himself to save it? How do I fix this myself? Also, why didn't the fierce **** kill him?

Mr. Zhong quickly analyzed the pros and cons and fled? Or go in?

To escape, Father Zhong believes that the internal fierce **** must be an extraordinary figure. If he fails to escape the Kaiyang sect, he will be caught up by him. He has not come now. Obviously, there are internal constraints.

Quickly discerning the pros and cons, Mr. Zhong grabbed the small dagger and quickly stepped in.

The interior is like a hall space, and the corner is a fist-sized night pearl that illuminates the interior.

Without the four, there was only one man in black robe, with his hands straight, as if a zombie was standing still. A faint spit of black gas appeared on his body, as if he was working hard.

Youquan? Sun Sword? where is it? Below is the flat land. What about the other four? Could it be that the man in the black robe deliberately led himself in?

Thinking of this, Mr. Zhong was startled, his dagger tightened and became tense.

"Boy, leave now, I can't blame it before. Get off," said the man in black.

Fierce god, this man is fierce god, he wants to go by himself? If a person who is not acquainted with the world knows this, how far will he go? But who is Father Zhong, who would be scared by this sentence?

The fierce god, he is the fierce god. Then, the other four did die. As for how he died and where the corpse went, Father Zhong did not know. Only he knew that the fierce **** must be at a critical moment at this moment.

roll? If you leave, then you are really going to die. It will be your own death to be dealt with by the fierce god.

The four associates will not let go, will they let go of themselves?

Thoughts flashed, and Master Zhong made a decision instantly. Take your life while you are sick.

The dagger at hand was filled with the greatest infuriation by Mr. Zhong, and after a distance, he threw it towards the fierce **** quickly.

After all, Father Zhong is innate. This force is terrifying. With the sharpness of a dagger, even a piece of iron stone can be thrown out of this hole by this knife.

"Boom ~~"

With a loud noise, the dagger hit the throat of the fierce god, but only left a red mark, but was bounced back.

Grabbing the dagger in horror, Mr. Zhong swallowed, the red mark, such a blow, is it just the red mark? Is this man cast iron? No, it's cast iron, not so exaggerated.

The fierce god's eyes were glaring, staring at Father Zhong Zhong fiercely, and there was a hint of disdain and anger in his eyes. However, the momentum remained unchanged.

Looking at the eyes of the fierce god, Father Zhong Zhong became more and more firm in his heart and conviction. He would not kill him at this moment, and he would be dead in the future.

He can't move?

Mr. Zhong magnified his courage, walked behind him, grasped the dagger, and stabbed him with a few knives with the greatest strength.

"Dang" "Dang" "Dang" ...

No effect, no effect at all. At the same time, the fierce **** was also burning in anger, with bloodshot eyes, a trace of cold sweat flowing from his forehead, but still motionless.

Mr. Zhong did not dare to come in front of him, but just dangled behind him. However, once he did not pierce the skin of the fierce god, the more so, the more firmly Mr. Zhong strangled his thoughts, otherwise, the endless trouble.

"Boy, you're dead." The fierce **** said ruthlessly. A generation of fierce gods, they were insulted.

After thinking about it, Mr. Zhong determined that his body was absolutely not bad, and that he could not break. What should I do? Cover the door? hole? What hole is there in him? mouth? eye? ear? nostril? Or later?

After thinking about it, Mr. Zhong finally made a decision. Although a bit indecent, life is the most precious.

Looking at the **** of the fierce god, aiming at the center, with the greatest strength, fiercely, Mr. Zhong stabbed in the past with a dagger.

"呲 ~~~"

With a muffled sound, the eyes of the fierce **** were almost glaring out, and the forehead was sweating coldly, and the muscles on the mouth twitched unconsciously, and his hands were strained.

"嘭 ~~~"

Father Zhong saw that in front of the hands of the fierce god, there was a black gas, extremely dark, and suddenly, as if manifested, he rushed to the palms of the fierce god.

"No ~~" the fierce **** cried.

At the same time, Father Zhong couldn't even pull the dagger, and quickly backed away.

"Hoo ~~~" Black gas enters the body, and black gas instantly penetrates into the body of the fierce god.

The fierce **** died with only a hint of remorse. Suddenly, the body seemed to be turned into countless fragments, and his eyes disappeared.

Mr. Zhong, who was standing against the wall, looked at this scene in horror and died? Gone? Did the other four die like this?

The fierce **** died, and it was decomposed into black smoke and dissipated, even the dagger attached to him, at this moment, also disappeared, and turned into smoke? In the place of the fierce god, what is left is just a black cloth?

Youquan? Yin Qi phage? Mr. Zhong looked at this scene in horror. It was too scary. With such a powerful flesh body, there was no whole body after only one slam impact? Even his dagger turned into a calamity?

The cave became empty, a generation of fierce gods, who calculated everything, maybe they would never have thought that they would die like this.

Looking at the black cloth on the ground, Mr. Zhong's cold sweat was still on his head, and his anger was gone? All the people are dead, and the sun sword is not taken out. The black cloth can actually resist the yin. What kind of material is that? It must be a baby.

Would you like to take it?

Mr. Zhong finally went outside, took some branches, cast a few times against the black cloth, and dared to hold the black cloth in his hands when he was okay. The top is like a red magpie, full of golden boys.

"Talisman of Quenching Body"