Ou Huang: The Zongmen was destroyed at the beginning, and I lived alone

"The taller one among the short ones, I will choose you."

The tone of the underworld man is very flat, and there is a hint of unwillingness.

Of course, this was all deliberately staged in order to make Jiang Zheng trust him and reduce the difficulty for him to seize the house.

"Really?"

Sure enough, Jiang Zheng let down a lot of his defenses under the performance of the Taoist soul.

After all, most of the secret realms he has been to are blessings, and he rarely sees traps.

Therefore, he didn't have much defense against the secret realm in his heart.

"Of course the old man won't lie to you."

"After obtaining the old man's inheritance, your lowest achievement in the future will be a fifth-rank alchemist!"

"You only have 2 minutes to think about it, don't let it pass,"

There was a hint of impatience in the tone of the underworld man.

This time, the last line of defense in Jiang Zheng's heart collapsed in an instant.

"The senior can see the junior, the junior is grateful, there is no need to think about it."

"Senior, can you give me luck now?"

Jiang Zheng said eagerly, for fear that the soul gangster would go back on his word.

"Ah."

The voice of the soul black Taoist is indifferent,

"Just relax and don't resist. My inheritance is on the verge of dissipating. If you are not careful, it will disappear."

"Of course, when you successfully obtain the inheritance, you will soar into the sky and become a dragon and phoenix among men."

In order to prevent Jiang Zheng from changing his mind midway, the underworld man once again uttered words to confuse him.

"Well, come on!"

"Junior, I'm ready!"

Jiang Zheng said firmly.

The wages of avarice is death.

Under the temptation of absolute interests, how many monks can see clearly.

"it is good!"

As the voice of the black Taoist soul fell, the breath in the main hall began to rise.

Whoohoo!

A misty black aura lingered around Zhang Zheng's body.

The latter slowly closed his eyes at this time, feeling a trance in his mind.

call out!

A blood-red light, like a sharp arrow, suddenly shot into Jiang Zheng's eyebrows.

pain!

Biting pain!

In an instant, the pain eroded Jiang Zheng's body, cold sweat flowed down his forehead, and even his back was soaked.

The pain came and went quickly, and it only lasted for five breaths.

"Senior...are you alright?"

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Jiang Zheng asked with some leeway, he no longer wanted to bear the previous pain again.

However, the underworld man did not answer him.

"senior?"

"Okay... ah!"

Before Jiang Zheng finished speaking, deep in his mind, there was a piercing pain.

He felt that his consciousness began to blur, and he couldn't even control his body.

"Hahahahaha, the old man can finally be resurrected!"

"Thanks to you greedy idiot, let your body shine under the control of this old man!"

The voice of the soul black Taoist was like a sharp knife, deeply inserted into Jiang Zheng's mind. The latter wanted to resist, but it was of no avail.

"Hehe, idiot, don't try to resist."

"The old man has already left a mark in your body, no amount of resistance will be effective."

With this remark,

Jiang Zheng resisted more fiercely, but as the underworld man said, it had no effect at all.

He felt that his eyelids became heavy and he could barely open them.

Gradually, the breathing became slow, the body seemed to be carrying a hill, and the legs were so weak that it was almost impossible to stand.

At the last moment, Jiang Zheng opened his mouth slightly and cursed with the last bit of strength:

"Old man, how dare you take me away, I'll fuck your ancestor!"

"Even if labor and capital die, it won't make you feel better."

After finishing speaking, his heart froze, and he desperately called out the long sword, and suddenly he drew out the sword and cut down.

With a click,

Er Liang Rou directly fell to the ground.

"Hahahahaha, old man, so what if you take away my body, you are no longer a perfect man!"

"Hahahahaha..."

Jiang Zheng died and was taken away by the soul gangsters.

But he took his dignity as a man and died with him.

The soul underworld man who successfully seized his home was now reborn with Zhang Zheng's body in his hands.

But he couldn't be happy, and his smile gradually froze.

"Damn, I didn't expect this kid to be so ruthless!"

"But do you think there is nothing you can do if you cut the old man?"

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Soul Heidao's mouth.

After all, he is also a sixth-rank alchemist, so there is no way to restore a mere physical thing?

The only downside is that it will shrink.

But as long as it works, size doesn't matter!

You are really good when you are good!

"Hehe, the next step is to find revenge on that kid!"

"With the breath of devouring pill furnace, it is not difficult to find him."

"As for the ants in the secret realm, you can just fend for yourself!"

After the soul black man finished speaking, he waved his big hand and disappeared into a cloud of black mist.

Around him, there was an aura of early distraction.

Chapter 42 Why are you looking for me? Look for him

Yunshuizong,

Feeling the sense of accomplishment brought by alchemy, Li Qing'an got up early and started alchemy.

He stood in front of the Swallowing Pill Stove, quietly waiting for Dan Cheng.

Logically speaking, the process of alchemy is full of changes, and a good-quality panacea requires the meticulous care of an alchemist.

But Li Qingan's alchemy was particularly easy.

You only need to turn on the furnace, put in the materials, light the fire, turn off the furnace, and finally wait for the Dancheng.

no way,

Relying on luck to make alchemy is as simple as that.

The only flaw is that the panacea refined by Li Qing'an will explode every time the pill is released, emitting black smoke like ink.

Li Qingan's originally fair face was already covered with black ash, if he was laughing and running in the dark night, he might only see a row of flying teeth.

"The refining process of the fourth-grade pill is extremely cumbersome and difficult. It may be difficult for me to refine it to a perfect quality at one time."

Looking at the Swallowing Pill Stove in front of him, Li Qing'an said with some concern.

He has been in contact with alchemy for several hours, and he has been able to successfully refine first to third-grade alchemy, and they are all of perfect quality.

This is also the reason why he dared to start the fourth-grade pill.

If a knowledgeable alchemist listened to it, maybe he would want to beat someone after hearing his words.

Oh shit,

Who are these people?

How dare you say such bastard words.

There are many obstacles in refining the fourth-grade alchemy. Even experienced alchemists can't guarantee 100% alchemy, but you kid want to produce the perfect quality at once?

Can you do some personnel work?

grumbling-

Inside the alchemy furnace, the sound of boiling water sounded, and the scent of pills began to permeate.

Obviously alchemy has entered the final stage.

"Hehehe, Swallowing Pill Furnace, I found you!"

At this moment, a man in a black robe appeared above the void.

It was the soul underworld who came to revenge.

A trace of his tracking breath remained on the Devouring Pill Stove, so he followed it easily.

"Huh? Sipin Dan?"

"Who dares to use the old man's pill furnace to refine low-level pills! If you have the ability, come out to me!"

There was anger in the eyes of the soul black Taoist, and the coercion of the early stage of the avatar burst out, like a herd of galloping beasts, menacing.

He looked around and saw Li Qing'an with a dark face at a glance.

"I rely on!"

"Where did the black Africans come from!"

Black Continent, one of the Ten Continents in the Lower Realm.

"I......"

The corner of Li Qing'an's mouth twitched, what a god from Heizhou, what kind of nonsense are you talking about!

"Huh? No, you are the kid from before!"

Soul Hei Taoist is also a cultivator in the Distraction Realm after all, so naturally he doesn't judge people only by their appearance.

The moment he revealed his consciousness, he discovered Li Qing'an's true identity.

"Hehehe, ants, do you think that if you cover up your appearance with inferior means, the old man will not be able to recognize you?"

"It's ridiculous. In front of this old man, all resistance is futile!"

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the soul black Taoist were bloody, blood was rolling, and black mist enveloped the surroundings.