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   Chapter 898 Six hundred and twenty-four, unfortunately, he opened his mouth

   Wait until the fish pond owner and Jiang Shenquan have undergone several inspections and return to the old temple.

   heard the chilling scream of the sword in the wine.

   Jiang Shenchuan is hard to imagine what kind of pain he is going through. Actually let the famous master of the older generation make such a sound.

   "What happened?" Jiang Shenchui looked surprised.

   "What else? Apparently he got caught after getting lost with us. And they... are trying to save him."

   "You mean that the sword in the wine was occupied by the three corpses? And the three corpses can also be suppressed by external forces?" Jiang Shenchuan asked in confusion.

   Facing this close friend of his father, the fish pond owner sighed. Didn't explain much.

   However, he knew that it was the black mud divinity.

   This divinity, which should not be mastered by humans, was still spread. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

   The fish pond owner has also fought against the horrors in the fog of disaster, and he has also seen the hero.

  It is said that when the crying hero gave up all his divinity and even his own existence.

   Throughout the void, the human side and even some existences in other dimensions celebrated him at that moment.

   Congrats to the hero.

  It was also at that time that the newly promoted evil **** Li Changhe was cut into a mythical sword.

   This led to a huge pit full of maliciousness in the urban area of ​​Yanyun.

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

   Just the black mud left on the 'Hero's Scar' 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 of the sword in the wine.

   This state has been going on for more than ten minutes.

   "Can he handle it?" The ghost hand with two black eye 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 admire, the striker's attack was quite symmetrical.

   "Don't worry about this now, how is Lao Yao?" Ghost Hand wiped his nosebleed and continued to ask.

   "It's pretty normal."

   "You call this normal?" Ghost Shou said with wide eyes, "This person in his sixties is crying like a baby! The snot bubbles are crying, hey!"

"So it's normal." Li Changhe spread his hands and said, "As soon as the superhumans in the West came into contact with this, they would collapse and commit suicide. Senior Yao could at least survive and not completely collapse. This means that he is adapting to this kind of situation. strength."

   In the battle of the seven kings, those magicians also came into contact with black mud. Under extreme pain, they chose death.

   And the sword in wine is worthy of being a master of the older generation, with a firm mind.

   Of course, it's also possible that he couldn't do it. After all, his hands, feet, and Dharma door were bound.

   "He already begged us to kill him." A second-generation disciple interjected.

   "Well, the process is indeed better than death. When I mastered this power, I also wanted to die." Li Changhe remembered the girl's "don't die". The whole person is not well. He continued: "However, thinking about it like this, the three corpses can't bear it either."

   "Destroyed together with myself and the three corpses? That's really simple and rude." Ghost Hand frowned: "How on earth did you get this power?"

   This question was asked, and many people looked over.

  After all, the evil black mud is too evil. Either way it looks like magic.

   Especially Master Kong Chan, he faintly felt that this power was a higher level existence.

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

  The divine nature of black mud is not a power that can be mastered, and Li Changhe's success cannot be replicated.

   The oath of faith of 'don't die', the weeping hero renounces all sacrifices. Only then did Li Changhe become a new sinful demigod.

   At this moment, Li Changhe didn't expect the sword in the wine to be able to master the black mud.

  I just hope that he can survive this process.

   Incarnate as a black mud victim.

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

   wants to turn the sword in the wine into a black mud victim.

   just don’t know if it’s successful or not.

   "Speaking of which, Brother Guishou, what's the matter with your face?" Li Changhe hesitated for a moment, but still wanted to ask, "I was beaten by my mother's family? Say it to make us happy and relieve the atmosphere."

   I don't know what happened. The Daomen senior sister who was treating the dumb girl just now suddenly rushed out of the room with a twisted expression. Called several doormen.

   Grabbing the collar of the ghost hand was a violent beating, watching Li Changhe tremble with fear.

   I'm afraid that my husband, Xiao Mo, will beat himself up like this.

"I don't know." The ghosts spread their hands, looking innocent and confused: "I suddenly went crazy and ran over to beat me. They are all family members, all of them belong to my uncle and sister-in-law. I don't even know. Dare to fight back."

   At this moment, the cry of the sword in the wine gradually faded away.

   "His cause and effect have changed." A second-generation disciple said, "His cause and effect are no longer confused!"

   During the previous battle, the Confucian karma of the sword in the wine was entangled like some kind of vine-like karma, causing his Confucian karma to shake and twist.

   That should be the means of the Three Corpse Gods.

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

  Li Changhe heard the words and immediately took out two pure heart charms.

   Within 20 meters of the sword in the wine, the pure heart charm will no longer trigger.

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

  The sword's body was buried in the ground with only one head exposed.

   At this moment, his dark eyes looked at the starry sky, and his body exuded that amazing malice, and the land around him had been dyed to pitch black.

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

  Li Changhe was looking at the state of the sword in the wine, and he could faintly perceive the divine nature of the black mud in the sword in the wine. There is even an inexplicable connection.

   "It seems to be a success, how do you feel?" Li Changhe asked.

   "I regret it is too painful. But anyway, I survived." Jiuzhongjian replied in a low voice: "Sure enough, little friend you."

   When touching the black mud, a strange picture flashed in front of the sword in the wine. The young man in black with a handsome face in front of him disappeared.

   is an ancient general who is wrapped in green fire and dressed in mountain armor!

   "It's a god." After saying this, the sword in the wine fell into a coma.

   Soon, after the Daomen disciples checked again and again, it was determined that the sword in the wine had returned to normal.

   immediately dug him out from the ground and started the treatment.

   His right hand was destroyed by the sword energy, and three fingers were broken. In addition, there was no treatment during the battle, and it was already infected.

   This master swordsman may lose his right hand holding the sword.

   But it's much better than having three corpses occupy or die.

   Moreover, Li Changhe also got a very favorable information.

   Black mud divinity can indeed deal with three corpses!

Li Changhe smiled, and then recited like a poet: "In a sense, everything in the world is met, cold meets warmth, and there is rain. Winter meets spring, and time comes. Heaven meets earth, and there is rain. eternal"

  The handsome appearance, the tall figure, and the sentimental 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.

   "Three Corpse Gods met me. Count him with blood mold for eight lifetimes! Hahahaha!"

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

   Good handsome guy, but unfortunately he has a long mouth!

   (end of this chapter)