I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

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Low-dimensional world, above the scarlet altar.

Bai Donglin looked down and pondered, this matter had come to an end, but the meaning behind it was that he had to think more about it.

His eyes fell on the index finger of his left hand.

But the first time it backlashed, it almost caused a big trouble. If you didn't solve the problems of fortune and loss first, it would definitely be difficult to complete the ultimate trial.

For example, in task one, although you only need to win by ranking, it is certain that he will find it difficult to find people. Either they will pass by, or people are in retreat, or even suddenly become violent. possible.

Many possibilities, anyway, will not let him meet people easily, which is bad luck.

"If you want to do good things, you must first sharpen your tools. Just when you are in a bad mood, go to kill some **** and relax..."

Bai Donglin got up and displayed his magical powers and invisibility. Under the action of the law of light and dark, not only his figure, but also the smell, momentum, and spirit aura were completely concealed.

The power of this supernatural power mainly depends on the realm of Divine Soul, after all, the monk's perception ability mainly comes from Divine Soul, with his current Divine Origin Eighth Heaven Divine Soul realm, under great power, few can see through his invisibility.

Stepping out of the low-dimensional world in one step, Bai Donglin, who was invisible, appeared on the bustling streets of Taihao City in an instant.

The main city of Taihao is more prosperous than the main city of Taishang that he has been to because of its proximity to the Jidao Sacred Sect. The permanent population alone has reached a terrifying 700 million people!

700 million people live in a city, and there is an equally exaggerated floating population. It can be imagined how huge the area of ​​this city is, it can be compared to some mortal countries.

The cause of such a deformed gathering phenomenon is just because there are too many crises in this world. Some small cities, without the guard of powerful monks, may encounter a monster, which is the end of the city’s destruction.

And with such a huge city, Bai Donglin unexpectedly met You Viper by accident. It was simply outrageous. It can only be said that the lucky ring is indeed powerful!

Whether it's the good side or the bad side.

Bai Donglin looked up and saw a black shadow in the sky. There are few high-rise buildings in this world, but there are many "floating islands", and there are dense buildings on not small islands.

The dark shadow he was watching was the "Prison Island" of Taihao Main City, where all the criminals in Taihao Main City were held.

Bai Dong stepped across the space, and instantly came to the tall portal of the prison island, with countless dense formations layered on top of each other, and the shining runes flowed endlessly.

The powerful banning power is that his formation is extremely accomplished, and it is a huge project to crack it silently.

The criminals imprisoned on the prison island are almost all monks with cultivation bases, and mortals are not eligible to be imprisoned here.

Naturally, Bai Donglin didn't need to spend a lot of time to crack the formation, waited for a while outside the door, and sure enough, a group of jailers pressed many criminals to flee.

The criminal who had been completely banned for cultivation was still wearing heavy shackles full of runes. The jailer in a pitch-black uniform was full of suffocation, with a solemn expression, and looked around guardedly.

Different from the jailers who are waiting for death in the impression, these jailers faintly carry the vigor and vigor of the soldiers when they walk. At first glance, they are the elite troops who have retreated from the battlefield. This prison island is indeed one of the important places in the main city of Taihao. Highly guarded.

The head of the prison sacrificed a pitch black token, pinched the magic trick, the token shot into the heavy portal, black light emerged, countless runes turned.

Click!

Amidst the harsh metal friction sound, the heavy door opened a gap slightly, and several figures jumped out of it.

"Oh, head Liu, why did you **** the criminals? Didn't you take turns?"

Liu Yu took two steps forward, took out a decree and started the handover, muttering:

"His grandmother, don't mention it, Xiao Li's wife gave birth, so he told me to come one day, puppies, what are you doing? Give me a little quicker!"

The head of the prison was obviously in a bad mood. He slapped it out, and the energy condensed into a dozen palm prints. Every criminal's face was slapped, his nose and face swollen.

The criminals stepped forward to identify themselves, and a group of people surrounded the criminals and slowly entered the prison island through the deep passage. Bai Donglin quietly merged into the crowd without arousing the slightest idea.

After successfully infiltrating the prison island, Bai Donglin's spiritual thoughts turned into silk threads, avoiding the perception formation, and after a while, the target was confirmed, his figure flickered, and he went deep into the prison in an instant.

The low-level cultivators in the periphery are not his goal. Fortunately for convergence, naturally the stronger the cultivation base, the better.

But these puppies who have become imprisoned and dying are probably not much lucky.

Less is definitely a bit less, but it can be diffused by quantity. Anyway, it is waste utilization, Bai Donglin does not dislike it.

In the depths of the big prison, among the metal cages full of runes, lay the monks who were completely banned for cultivation.

Ragged clothes and sluggish aura, these monks are all sinners, and some of them will be directly put to death.

There are also some people who are guilty of crimes, and they will be put together in sufficient numbers and sent to the crime domain-the seven prisons.

In order to prevent wrong killing of good people, Bai Donglin thought that he was in the dark prison before, and Zhi Evil began to dig out dense threads of souls and souls, reading his memories.

After verifying that it was correct, the soul thread was immediately stirred, and its soul was completely torn and burned.

Bai Donglin's attention has been focused on the lucky ring on his finger. It was not until after killing a thousand people that the plain black ring flashed with a faint light.

Seeing the effect as expected, Bai Donglin nodded in satisfaction, and kept under his feet, as if a **** of death ecstasy, wherever he passed, criminals died.

These criminals were already dying, lying on the ground lingering, Bai Donglin killed them all the way, but did not cause riots.

"Yes, the management of the main city of Taihao is considered to be incorruptible. Ten thousand people have been killed, and they have not yet met a single victim."

The main city of Wasteland One Thousand Eight is under the jurisdiction of Jidao Shengzong, and its management philosophy is naturally inherited, and rules are paramount.

There will be Shengzong living high for nine days, and censorship eyes will fall from time to time. Naturally, there will be no managers who dare to bend the law for personal gain.

Moreover, this is a cultivation world full of magical powers and secrets. There are all kinds of methods for torturing people's hearts, searching for souls, and reading memories. If you want to make a misjudgment, it is absolutely impossible unless you deliberately do it.

A quarter of an hour later, Bai Donglin traveled the depths of the prison and executed a total of more than 187,000 criminals. Ninety-nine percent of them were monks in the supernatural power (dharma phase) realm, and a small number of divine origin (dongxu) monks.

This prison island will be executed after a certain number of criminals, or sent to the crime area, so the number of criminals is not large.

As for how much luck he had seized, he didn't know. The ring of luck was extremely vague. As the master, he couldn't sense anything.

"Perhaps a lot, but it can't be much. I can barely make up for my loss. The lucky value of these dying people is too low. To kill, you have to kill the evil talents who have been mixed up outside. Row!"

Bai Donglin, who has done good things without leaving a name, stepped into the low-dimensional world, got in trouble, and wanted to get out naturally easily.

The riots in the prison island of Taihao's main city have nothing to do with Bai Donglin. He has left the wasteland through the low-dimensional world.

After the matter is gone, he will hide his merit and fame deeply.

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Dao domain, the central core place of Qianyuan Continent.

There is only one sect in the entire huge and prosperous Taoist area, and that is the well-deserved leader of Qi Xiu, Taoism.

This is the world of Taoist priests. Taoist temples can be seen everywhere. As long as there are people, you can see Taoist priests. In the realm of Taoist priests, the status of Taoist priests is undoubtedly the highest.

A Taoist temple hidden in the deep mountains and old forests is narrow and narrow. Except for the main hall, there are two low tiled houses in the back hall. Such a ruined Taoist temple can be said to be rare in the Taoist area. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

Although the Taoist Temple is small, it was cleaned extremely clean, especially the statue of Sanqing in the main hall, which was wiped spotlessly.

In the tiled house of the apse, a ten-year-old Taoist priest sat cross-legged on the bed, with a serious look, and meticulously vomiting the spirit of heaven and earth.

He is the only disciple of this ruined Taoist temple and the current master of the Taoist temple. His master, the previous master of the Taoist temple, had already become immortal before January.

A white jade pendant hung around the little Taoist priest's waist, and a ray of red light suddenly flashed on top of the ordinary jade plaque.

Bai Donglin opened the low-dimensional world channel through the jade pendant body and stepped out in one step.

Suddenly, he came from the wasteland to the distant Dao realm.

"If you can't keep going, you can make a profit as a'horseman'!"

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