Chapter 2367 Gao Leng Shizun's Little Fox (22)

However, the immortal cultivators who were approaching the immortal tribulation still looked at them indifferently.

The rich and pleasant lotus fragrance in the air.

Continue to corrode those black shadows.

This is the place where his heart is devilish.

Six hundred years ago, when he was cultivating immortals, he had been enchanted for a while.

What he did at that time, he still remembered clearly after he woke up.

He trapped the town, and then used the supreme magic weapon of Tianshu Hall to turn it into a gray area that the world, the fairy world, and the devil world could not reach.

The people here are all suffering from skin cramps and bone cramps.

But not to die.

Time and time again, the body breaks down.

The soul still remains here, and suffers from this terrible torture every day.

And the hunger in their souls makes them want to eat like crazy.

There is nothing here.

Things could not be planted, and all the animals died.

Their souls bit each other, and they couldn't get enough to eat.

The most bitter and most hated torture in the world is not half as good as here.

He really did something that even the most vicious devil could not do.

In this way for six hundred years, he tortured his enemies day and night.

Unfortunately, he never regretted it.

Even if it returns to normal, he still looks down at this place with aloofness.

The mentality of human beings when they see the ants is the attitude of him looking at this group of twisted souls.

Wen Jinqian has a stable mentality and a smooth and perfect heart.

No flaws.

Just when all the twisted monsters were desperate.

Suddenly, there was a small sound, like the footsteps of feathers falling to the ground.

A petite and cute figure, wearing a long dress in the color of lotus, with fluffy and beautiful long hair, lazily resting on her thin shoulders.

She seemed a little scared, holding her tail in both hands, and kept looking back.

This place terrified her.

Wen Jinqian's heart trembled, those black mist, thousands of monsters in the mist.

Roaring sharply, Wan Gui weeping, Wan Gui resentful hatred.

He rushed into Wen Jinqian's body in an instant.

Nassi's heartbeat towards Bai Weiwei.

Be the perfect boy, the only one left behind.

Wen Jinqian's incomparably calm brow finally showed a slight fluctuation.

He clenched his fists, his holy expression had a hint of gloomy firework, and there was a desire that swelled up in his heart.

The entanglement of countless ghosts made his heart flutter.

A million times more exaggerated.

The red light in Wen Jinqian's eyes spread.

He finally showed his sinister side, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he sneered.

"Six hundred years ago, I could kill you, and today, I can completely destroy you too."

Just a bunch of ants.

Also worthy of being a stumbling block under his feet?

Countless lotuses bloomed from the fingertips, and the lotus fell into the town.

All gray and white faded, the city gate was restored, and the soldiers dozing at the gate were very alive.

The old man who sold wine at the gate of the city was teasing the little widow with a smile.

Bingtanghulu's cry rang loudly.

Thousands of households are very lively.

Wen Jinqian made everything go back to the past.

Those black shadows in his body, bewitched by the fragrance of lotus flowers, all gave up to penetrate into his body and destroy his immortal power.

Instead, he rushed out of Wen Jinqian's body.

Back to those false bodies, the memory goes backwards.

feel alive.

The last trace of black gas disappeared from his body.

Wen Jinqian fell to the ground expressionlessly.

Then his body began to change.

The slender height regressed into a tender child's body.