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When the fish pond owner and Jiang Shenchui underwent several inspections, they returned to the old temple. read

What was heard was the chilling scream of the sword in the wine.

Jiang Shenchui couldn't imagine what kind of pain he was going through. He actually let the famous master of the older generation, Jiuzhongjian, make such a sound.

"What happened?" Jiang Shenchui looked surprised.

"What else could it be? Apparently he got infected after he got lost from us. And they're trying to save him."

"Are you saying that the three corpses have taken over the body of the sword in the wine? And the three corpses can also be suppressed by external forces?" Jiang Shenzui asked confused.

Facing this close friend of his father, the fish pond owner sighed quietly. Not much is explained.

However, he knew that it was the divine nature of black mud.

This divinity that should not be grasped by humans has been spread. I don’t know if it’s a good thing or a bad thing.

The fish pond owner also fought against the terrors in the mist, and also saw the hero.

It is said that when the weeping hero abandoned all his divinity and even his own existence.

Throughout the void, humans and even some beings from other dimensions celebrated him at that moment.

Congratulations to the heroes.

At that time, the new evil god Li Changhe was chopped into a mythical sword.

This caused a huge pit filled with malicious intent to appear in Yanyun City.

After that, the pit was called the Hero's Trace by official colleagues. Souvenir.

Just the black mud remaining on the 'Hero's Trace' will make people feel very uncomfortable.

On the other side, Li Changhe and others kept a safe distance from the sword in the wine, silently observing the changes in the sword in the wine.

This state has lasted for more than ten minutes.

"Can he bear it?" Guishou, who had two black circles on his face and a nosebleed on his nose, ran over and asked.

"Uh, what's wrong with you?" Li Changhe looked at his face and couldn't help but admired that the person who struck him was quite symmetrical.

"Don't worry about this now. How is old Yao?" Ghost Hand wiped the nosebleed and continued to ask.

"It's pretty normal."

"You call this normal?" Guishou said with wide eyes: "This man is over sixty years old, and he cries like a baby! His nose is filled with snot bubbles, hey!"

"So it's normal." Li Changhe spread his hands and said, "As soon as the extraordinary people in the West were exposed to this, they collapsed and committed suicide. At least Senior Yao can still maintain it without completely collapsing. This means that he is adapting to this kind of situation. strength."

During the War of Seven Kings, those magicians were also exposed to black mud. In extreme pain, they all chose death.

And Sword in Wine is indeed a master of the older generation, with a firm mind.

Of course, it's possible that he can't do it. After all, his hands, feet, and methods were all tied up.

"He has already begged us to kill him," a second-generation disciple interrupted.

"Well, the process is indeed worse than life. When I mastered this power, I also really wanted to die." Li Changhe thought of the girl's "Don't die". Everyone is feeling bad. He continued: "However, if you think about it this way, the three corpses can't bear it either."

"Destroying him and the three corpses together? That's really simple and crude." Guishou frowned: "How did you obtain this power?"

When this question was asked, many people looked over.

After all, the sinful black mud is too evil. No matter how you look at it, it looks like magic.

Especially Master Kongchan, he vaguely felt that this power was a higher-level existence.

"The process was very painful, so don't let me recall it." Li Changhe did not explain.

The divinity of black mud is not a power that can be controlled, and Li Changhe's success cannot be copied.

The faith oath of "Don't die", the weeping hero's sacrifice of giving up everything. Only then did Li Changhe become the new evil demigod.

At this moment, Li Changhe did not expect that the sword in the wine could master the black mud.

I just hope that he can survive this process.

Become a victim of black mud.

To this end, Li Changhe invested a thousand points of black mud divinity.

I want to turn the sword in wine into a victim of black mud.

I just don’t know if it will be successful.

"By the way, Brother Guishou, what's wrong with your face?" Li Changhe hesitated for a moment, but still wanted to ask: "Were you beaten by your mother's family? Say it to make us happy and diffuse the atmosphere."

I don't know what happened, but the Taoist sister who was treating the mute girl suddenly rushed out of the room with a twisted look on her face. Several Taoist experts were called.

He grabbed Guishou's collar and beat him violently, looking at Li Changhe with fear.

I was afraid that my father-in-law, Xiao Mo, would beat me like this.

"I don't know." Gui spread his hands with an innocent and confused look on his face: "He suddenly went crazy and came over to beat me. They are all my mother's family, and they all belong to my uncle and aunt. I don't even Dare to fight back."

At this time, the wail of the sword in the wine gradually died down.

"His cause and effect has changed." A second-generation disciple said, "His cause and effect is no longer chaotic!"

During the previous battle, the Confucian cause and effect of the sword in the wine was entangled like some kind of vine-like cause and effect, making his Confucian cause and effect shake and twist.

That should be the method of the Three Corpse Gods.

At this moment, the unknown cause and effect disappeared, and Confucian cause and effect gradually returned to calm.

When Li Changhe heard this, he immediately took out two pieces of pure heart charms.

Within 20 meters of the Liquor Sword, the Pure Heart Talisman will no longer be triggered.

"Very good, the three corpses are no longer disturbed." Li Changhe thought to himself, and continued to approach the sword in the wine.

The body of Jian Zhongjian was buried in the ground, with only his head exposed.

At this moment, his dark eyes were looking at the starry sky, and he was exuding astonishing malice, and the land around him had been dyed pitch black.

After seeing Li Changhe, he said in an unusually hoarse voice: "Did it succeed?"

Li Changhe looked at the state of the sword in the wine, and could faintly detect the divinity of the black mud in the body of the sword in the wine. There is even an inexplicable connection.

"It seems it was successful. How do you feel?" Li Changhe asked.

"I regret that it was too painful. But at least I survived." Jiuzhongjian responded in a low voice: "As expected, little friend."

When he came into contact with the black mud, a strange scene flashed before Jiuzhongjian's eyes. The handsome young man in black clothes in front of him disappeared.

But an ancient general covered in green fire and wearing mountain armor!

"It's a heavenly being." After saying this, Zhongjian fell into a coma after drinking.

Soon, after repeated inspections by the Taoist disciples, it was confirmed that the sword in the wine was back to normal.

He was immediately dug out from the ground and treatment began.

His right hand was destroyed by the sword energy, and three fingers were broken. In addition, it was not treated during the battle, and it was already infected.

The master swordsman may lose his sword-wielding right hand.

But this is much better than being occupied by three corpses or dying.

Moreover, Li Changhe also got a very beneficial information.

The divinity of black mud can indeed deal with the three corpses!

Li Changhe chuckled, and then recited like a poet: "In a sense, everything in the world is an encounter. When cold meets warm, there is rain. When winter meets spring, there are years. When heaven meets the earth, there is something. eternal"

Delicate appearance, tall figure, plus touching words. Make Li Changhe look handsome and elegant.

Qiu Wentian couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

However, all the good things came to nothing in the last sentence.

"When the Three Corpse Gods meet me, they will be damned for eight lifetimes! Hahahaha!"

Qiu Wentian's face twitched, and he swallowed back the words of praise he was about to say.

Such a handsome guy, but he has a big mouth!