my past life simulator

Chapter 438 437 [Basic breath]

The four heavenly kings "collected" by He Zhao are more or less mixed with the same special aura.Cold, weird, evil, etc., everything is just appearance.The real characteristic is actually the same origin, an indescribable qi.

Thinking of this, he couldn't wait, and fled out of the secluded world with a chirp.And in a hurry, without caring about hiding the kind of restraint on his body, he was completely inhuman, or in other words, the power of a higher creature, and the aura of reaching the state of unity, rushed to Nan'an City.

The road was unimpeded, disturbing countless people, and successfully arrived at the city with a population of millions.Without further ado, they went straight to the ground. After all, the four murderers were placed in the basement dug when they rented the small courtyard.

"Clap!"

With both feet on the ground, immediately take two quick steps forward, and sweep down the loess that buried the coffin with both hands, which has a calming effect.

"Dang!"

He casually lifted the lid of the coffin, revealing three strange men with fierce eyes inside.Why three, not four.The deceitful bride herself wanted to stare but she wanted to stare, and even stared to death a certain instigator, the key is that she has no head, and the concubine can't do it.

He smiled when he faced the three vicious spirits who were famous for killing countless people.At the beginning, when he was in the realm of law, he was still fearless.Now, he is already a demon cultivator in the unity state, and his life level has undergone a leap, reaching the inhuman state, will he be afraid?

Naturally not.

There are only four prisoners, he can play with them however he wants.

Not happy, what can they do if they anal!

As for the fact that there are four in the coffin, how can we say that there are three of them?It's a pity that the fame has not been achieved, and he has been living in the grave, and has always been unknown.

The Seventh Palace Master: "Just read my ID number."

Afterwards, he lifted the four monsters out of the coffin one by one, took out strong ropes from the ring, tied them to their ankles one by one, and hung them on the top beam responsible for fixing them.

The posture is very indecent.It looks like the crispy-skinned roast duck hung by vendors at street stalls. The whole picture is as shameful as it is.

As a result, the malice of the four murderers was about to condense into substance. The cold and endless murderous intent once made the basement damp and water seepage, and the temperature plummeted.

But in the Youjie, if the person surnamed He can leave a piece of residue, it can be considered that there is still a bit of humanity left in the Four Heavenly Kings.

"What are you staring at? Believe it or not, I'll pick out your eyeballs?"

Hearing the words, the black fog man subconsciously moved his eyes sideways.

It has a very personal say in how cruel and inappropriate someone is.

The person who opened the coffin and strangled the neck to force help, but who didn't help push it out to take the blame, was the only one in the whole world who was full of calculations!
"Hey, you're smart."

After the words fell, he stretched out his hands and groped up and down.Don't get me wrong, it's definitely not intentional to take advantage.I really want to get stuck, and there is a strange bride with a bumpy figure hanging upside down next to her.Isn't it infinitely stronger than the black mist who doesn't know whether he is a man or a woman, and whose body is like a washboard?
The palm is relatively sensitive, at least by groping up and down, you can clearly feel the black mist covering the opponent's body, which is mixed with the dusty feeling on your body, or the feeling of being out of place, which is exactly the same.

"interesting."

Next, his next target is - the tricky bride.

Stretching out his hands and touching them with a blank expression, he also found the same breath.

Let's look at the two big culprits. Not long ago, they almost condensed into real malice and fell into an unprecedented depression.

Especially the black mist man, although his face is full of mist, but he clearly reveals the expression of "I'm not clean".

The rest of the seventh and sixth generations of Palace Masters withdrew their staring gazes early, and closed their eyes tightly, as if doing so would make He Zhao ignore them, acting like a proper ostrich.

"Let's face it."

How can he comfort?

Immediately afterwards, the two culprits, the Seventh Palace Master and the Sixth Palace Master, were dealt with one by one.

After a while, the four eccentrics who had nothing to love in their lives and their maliciousness plummeted, their faces were full of [Kill me] expressions.

There is one thing to say, to torture three terrifying monsters to such an extent, only a famous ruthless person can do it.

"How can I absorb the breath from them?"

That's right, Ruthless Zhao planned to take a shortcut.

Anyway, everyone's aura has the same root and origin, so there is no need to purify it.The process is equivalent to transferring all the money in the bank accounts of the four guys to concentrate in their own accounts.

"How about trying to seduce?"

In the next second, he tried his best to control his feeling of being out of place, and tentatively gathered towards the black mist man.

The first time, failed.

The second time, it failed.

The third time, failed.

No. .
181 times, failed.

Ask a question, if someone stands in front of you, with a constipated expression, blushing.And you hang upside down in front of the other party, how would you feel?
The Heiwu people have something to say, so please feel free to kill or cut, maybe you can't be straightforward!
The whole thing is on tenterhooks, for fear that it won't be a human thing, and it won't hold back any good farts in the next moment.

In a blink of an eye, a day passed.

Someone who has failed thousands of times has finally figured out something.

I can grasp it a little bit, and control the feeling of dustiness.

Black mist man?
It has been laid flat and rotten, so what should I do?

The other three big murderers watched tremblingly all day, with their usual ferocious dispositions, they couldn't help feeling sympathetic, it's so fucking miserable.

The moment when the death row prisoner is shot is not the most frightening moment.The real torment was the day before the execution.As for the Black Mist people, they just "enjoyed" for 24 hours. If it wasn't for special life forms, they would have collapsed long ago.

"Relax, I promise I will succeed this time, and win it once!"

Heiwuren was even more worried about the words of the confident human refining Shashi.

Nima, it just didn't understand what tricks the other party was playing from the beginning to the end.

"Chucky-"

The sense of dust is condensed into a line?

Let's call it a line, the line sways left and right, looking like it might collapse at any time.Cracking and twisting, wrapping around the Heiwu man to seduce him.

At the same time, the special aura in the black mist seemed to be drawn and attached to the "line" a little bit.

"It's done."

He slapped his thigh, concentrating on maintaining the line, for fear that he would accidentally relax and cause the whole line to break.

After spending a lot of energy, I finally retracted the lines perfectly.

"call--"

Subconsciously heaved a sigh of relief, it was much more difficult than finding the old turtle not long ago.

The aura obtained from the black mist man was almost seamless, which immediately increased his sense of dust by more than three points.

"Cheating succeeded."

He squinted his eyes and glanced at the other three big murderers.

It's all baby!

The three weirdos shuddered in unison. Although the eyes of the human beings on the opposite side were not murderous at all, they contained an indescribable emotion?

No, no, it should be said that it is the eyes of young children who find their favorite toys.

As we all know, children's toys generally do not end well.

"Hey hey hey"

A chilling laughter resounded in the cold and dark basement, adding a bit of horror out of thin air.

The second "seduce" breath, success
Until the tenth time, there was almost only a thin layer of mist left on the black mist man's body, as if it could be blown away with just a breath.

"Chuck!"

The line retracted, and the dusty feeling on He Zhao's body became more profound.

At this moment, the mist on the black fog man completely shattered.

"do not"

"Pfft!"

When the fog dissipated, a middle-aged man's face was revealed.The opponent's face was pale and exposed to the air. In less than a second, he immediately swallowed his last breath and died completely.

"???"

No, brother.

Don't what?

Please make it clear that the whole person is not up or down, it is intentional!
To be honest, the famous ruthless person was made to feel uncomfortable by his "don't" word.Don't say anything, or say it clearly in one breath, or die without saying a word.

"I'll forget it."

After the other three murderers are settled, find a place with beautiful scenery and bury them, which will be regarded as a reward for the other party's contribution to him.It's a pity that the dead middle-aged man, as if weathered, shattered into powder and filled the basement in an instant.

"."

Is this a relief?

"Oh, I'm such a good man."

You are welcome, call me a living Bodhisattva.

"Next!"

Ignoring the ashes and ashes of the black mist man, he immediately shifted his target and came to the headless bride.

The bride was in a panic, and Miaoman's figure kept trembling.

Obviously, she didn't want to end up like a middle-aged man.

"Don't panic, after a while, you will be able to be a companion with it in time, and go to the underworld together."

A funeral, a wedding, a perfect match.

Due to the experience of the Black Mist Man, he absorbs the breath extremely fast, at most half the time of the former, and quickly transformed the red makeup of the tricky bride into white makeup.

Then, without saying a word, it turned into fly ash on the spot.

Hmm. The reason for not talking is probably because there is no head.

"Seven generations of palace masters."

A good blood warrior, Danyang complained about his talent in refining evil spirits [too fucking rotten].

In this regard, he personally does not believe it.

The high probability is that people don't want to refine the sha, or they don't care about the sha practitioners.

It is estimated that the fighting power of the Shaman was not very good at that time, and I vaguely remembered the description in Danyang's essays, the warrior of the secret blood smashed the head of the Shashi with a close palm.

A reckless man who is used to being reckless at ordinary times, you let him stand in the back row as a mage, it is strange to get used to it.

After that, tragedy.

"Chucky-"

The end of the thread came out and wrapped around the body of the Seventh Palace Master.

As expected of a character who needs 99 corpses to suppress, the special aura on his body is extremely strong. If you add one piece of Black Mist Man and Sly Bride, you can have one-fifth of it.

After a long time, I finally squeezed it out completely.

Immediately afterwards, the Seventh Palace Master revealed his true face.

The dried-up corpse has returned to a human appearance.

With a handsome face, it's hard to imagine that the other party is a rough martial artist who stands at the top.

He didn't speak like the Black Mist Man, but with a smile and a relieved expression on his face, he welcomed death calmly.

"Whoa-"

There are no seven generations of palace masters in the world anymore.

"call--"

Letting out a deep breath, the next thing is the main event. Ding You, who has been missing for an unknown number of years and killed an unknown number of people.

The breath on it is so strong that it is dreadful.

Even if the surname He absorbed three people in a row, compared to the six generations of palace masters, one-tenth of them survived, so let's have fun secretly.

The end of the thread came out and wrapped around him.

A stream of breath flowed downstream, all gathered in his body.

Through the first three big murders, his skills are improved.

It is no longer like before, every time you need to retract the line and perform complex operations repeatedly.

Now the lines are more like infusion tubes, continuously absorbing the breath of the six generations of palace masters.

The dusty feeling emanating from He Zhao's body became more powerful and vast.

"Not enough."

Even if all the aura of the Sixth Palace Master's body was taken away, it was still not enough for the realm of ascension.

Moreover, the difference is not a star and a half. If I have to describe it, there is only a bucket of water poured into the pond.

"The collection of breath in the Netherworld is faster than in the real world. However, even if I stay in the Netherworld all year round, I estimate that I will live for at least a hundred years."

So, how did the first person who ascended to the sky in front of countless people do it?

"Perhaps, there is a solution in the city?"

In an instant, he began to search for the idea of ​​the city that the Daxuan people built in the Youjie in the past.

No matter how bad it is, even if there is no method in the city, then due to the catastrophe, countless ordinary people, secret blood warriors, and evil spirits have no obvious talent, and finally the insanity turns into cunning evil spirits. At this moment, they have become terrifying and powerful. Isn't it weird?

Apparently, he's having a bad idea again.

In the eyes of others, it is a demon lair and a Jedi. In the eyes of the ruthless Zhao, it is a dungeon that continuously provides special aura and can be repeated repeatedly.

"After the sixth generation of palace masters are settled, I will go directly to the city."

Can't find it?
It doesn't matter, even if you can't find the city, it's not a loss to find the way to practice in the secluded world.

Finalize the plan of not losing money, or even making a small profit.

The ugly and cold face of the six generations of palace masters gradually became kind.

The child's height, immature face, and kind temperament make people grit their teeth. How did you blend the three temperaments so perfectly and properly?
"Don't talk, listen to the old man."

"???"

Whoops, let me go, the old monster can actually say a complete sentence, which is not much better than the previous three trash.

"There is something wrong with the breath at all. It is definitely not a product of Youjie. It must have ghosts."

"!!!"

I absorbed the special breath for a long time, which was originally called the fundamental breath.

"If I were you, I would never enter the Nether Realm for the rest of my life, and live peacefully until the end of my life. In addition, I was killed by a force called the Golden Cicada Sect and thrown into the Nether Realm.

Be careful, be careful.In case the Golden Cicada Sect comes to this world, there will be a catastrophe. Pay it back. Also, Zuzu. Zushi Zushixi. Xi found him in Youjie. You still have help."

After the words fell, the old monster fell off the beam with a plop.

After falling to the ground, it instantly scattered into a ball of powder.

Okay, I can only say three paragraphs.

"Is there a way for the Jin Chan Sect to enter the Nether Realm?"

"The Sixth Palace Master met Xi in Youjie?"

I have to say that Ding You revealed a lot of information.

"Wait a minute, why am I thinking so much? It's none of my business! Ascension is the key. I don't care if it has ghosts or not. It's just a game anyway, the big deal is GG."

(End of this chapter)