Jiuzun asked

"God B...it's yours."

Xiao Wenwen called out softly, but looked at the reincarnated Li Mobai, looked at Li Yijing, the immortal ruffian who never dies, took a step across, and said: "He is my father, so don't let him die."

The drunkard three idiots listened to what he said, stretched out their rough hands, and closed Li Yijing's dead eyes.

With him on his back, he left the Tianshu Palace.

"I know a place to go, the most suitable place to bury him... the most evil cultivator."

A flattering voice came out from behind the two of them, but it was a stunning woman from the Charming Saint Clan.

Li Yijing's blood drenched half of the alcoholic's sheepskin clothes, glanced at the charmer, and said softly: "Lead the way."

The Charming Demon swayed Cang Liu's waist, stood in front of the two of them, and said softly: "Heiyu."

The Immortal Way of Watching the Battle far above the foot of the mountain, looked at this Charming Monster, was stunned for a moment, and saw the three of them disappeared.

Even the skinny horse with yellow flowers tied to a dead tree with a crooked neck has disappeared without a trace.

"This girl... is slutty."

As soon as this charming monster looked back, it took away the souls of thousands of immortals, like a fairy in a painting.

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No wind, no rain, no sun, no moon.

The place where the three of them stood was a dark area, extremely gloomy.

"This place is the Boundless Mountain of Punishment." Mei Yao called out.

"Very good."

The alcoholic three idiots exhaled, only to realize that this place is the place where "God Weeps" is exiled.

Among the heavens and worlds, the first "god and demon" exiled here is "Xuanyuan Wu" of Zhutian God Venerable.

As soon as the three of them entered the black area, they saw a sea of ​​flames beneath them. In the huge black area, there stood a mountain tower, overlooking it, it looked like a human.

"Headless."

Looking down, you can see this mountain, which is level with each other. It looks like a shoulder, but it has no head.

At this place, on the tower of Qingtian Mountain, there are more than a hundred corpses nailed to the rocks, all with swords as nails and bodies turned into skeletons.

The alcoholic San Chi held Li Yijing's body and pierced the stone with his sword, only to see a trace of blood oozing from the stone, dripping out of the rock.

After a breath, Xiao Wenwen glanced at Mei Yao, but saw that her eyes were frosty, but her expression was normal.

Just at this thought, Xiao Wendao seemed to be struggling in his heart, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart.

However, Li Yijing's closed dead eyes also leaked two lines of blood mist, and his stiff body stretched out.

In an instant, the bone melts.

Li Yijing's body shriveled into dry bones as fast as he could see, and was nailed to the black mountain.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt strikes on the headless mountain, but it is terrifying and horrifying.

"Yin Wulei... crossing the ghost."

Xiao Wenwen saw that the thunder was different, it was the "most dirty", "most evil" and "most yin" thing in the world.

In an instant, red meridians appeared on this side of the mountain, and then disappeared into the thunder.

"out."

As soon as Mei Yao called out, she stepped out of the "Boundless Mountain of Punishment" without looking back.

"Two High Immortals, farewell."

The Charming Demon let out a soft voice, but without dragging its feet, looked back and smiled, and said with a wink like silk: "Shangxian must remember me, my name is Hatsune."

As soon as the Charming Monster called out, it disappeared into Wang Xinghan without a trace.

"Spiritual Domain Law."

The drunkard three idiots saw the way of the enchanting demon, turned around and looked at the boundless mountain of punishment, and shouted: "Third brother...revenge."

The gloomy look between his brows was three points missing after all.

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This road is getting more and more sideways.

The alcoholic San Chi took the horse rope, swayed his bones, and stepped in the area of ​​thousands of miles of sand and sea.

The spiritual energy here is not as good as in the mortal world.

The aura is thin and there is no one inhabited.

Since the two of them came from Tianyi City and killed the ruffian Li Yijing with blood, they went all the way to the west, and everything they saw was barren.

"How can there be such a boundary in this world of good fortune?"

"The lonely smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun is setting in the long river."

The alcoholic three idiots drink rough wine, but it is a good poem.

Stop and go, stop and go.

But really, in this barren land, I met a Sanxian who "crossed the catastrophe". This alcoholic three idiots seemed to have no intention of worldly affairs, but after all, he blocked the final catastrophe for that person.

"Junior Lu You, meet senior."

The half-hundred Taoists called out to the two of them, their figures respectful.

"roll···."

The alcoholic San Chi bared his yellow teeth, touched his crotch, and cursed in one gulp.

The half-hundred Taoists looked at the three idiots, the alcoholic, and even scolded people, they were also full of smiles, and they were in a happy mood.

Lu You Xiandao didn't say much, he bowed his body and watched the two of them cross the sea of ​​sand.

The water waves are curling, and the clouds are in a good place.

In an instant, a lake appeared in front of the two of them, which made people feel relieved.

But around the lake on that side, there are more than a hundred black sheep, circling this lake, drinking with their heads down.

"The two seniors are destined."

Looking into the eyes, it is the Sanxian named Lu You standing in the wooden hut outside the lake.

The two were startled, but Lu You shouted, "Grandpa...he's a visitor."

The drunkard San Chi looked at the old man in the wooden house, his eyes were foggy, his yellow teeth were grinning, and he looked up to the sky with joy.

The old man looked at the alcoholic three idiots, frowned and said with a light smile, "So it was you."

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The lake on this side of the sand sea is called "Shenmu Po".

At that time, the drunkard, the three idiots and the six brothers were lost in this sea of ​​sand, their clothes were ragged, and they were hungry.

By accident, he killed a black sheep in Shenmu Park.

It was the old man in front of him who peeled off six sheepskins and made six sheepskin furs, which is regarded as making clothes for six people.

Among the seven senior brothers who broke the realm, the third child died in the hands of the ruffian Li Yijing, and the remaining six had a tragic encounter.

Even the clothes in the Sumeru Precepts were in tatters, and these six sheepskin furs seemed to be a spring of spirits, which saved the lives of six people.

If an immortal cultivates the Tao, if the Tao heart collapses, it will be the end of the immortal road.

"It's good for the remaining five people." The old man called out.

"Fourth Junior Brother and Sixth Junior Brother are gone."

"The reincarnation of heaven and the destination of human souls are also good things."

"Yes."

The drunkard San Chi took out a "Sword Book" from his arms, but saw the word "Jiu Ding" written on the sword book.

"The junior knows very well that the senior is the Immortal Sword Master, and he is grateful."

The drunkard San Chi held the sword book Jiuding, and kowtowed three times to the old man, the old man's forehead was already red.

"Fate to come...no need, fate to go...no taboo." The old man's words clearly understood the nature of mind.

In an instant, Xiao Wenwen noticed that there were 13 people standing outside the Shenmu Park, all of whom were experts.

The old man glanced at Lu You, and asked in a low voice, "This is good fortune, where are you going?"

The drunkard Sanchi knew that the news of the two of them in Tianyi City finally shocked countless people.

"The rattan building."

As soon as the alcoholic three idiots finished their words, they saw that the old shepherd, with the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together, pointed towards the sky.

But I saw thousands of sword qi falling from the sky.

"If you don't leave... I will die."

The old man sighed deeply, but his murderous aura was fierce, which is rare in the heavens.

"Shenmubo Sword Master... really scary."

Outside the wooden hut, there was a murmur of words, and the 13 people disappeared beyond the sea of ​​sand.

"I can't...they..."

The old sword sage wanted to speak, but when he heard the drunkard three idiots, he bowed and called out: "Xian'en... I will not forget this junior, and drink a glass of rough wine."