Demonic Heaven Prison!

Huang Ting was carrying a wine gourd, burping, and wandering among the peaks of the Demon Heaven Prison. Looking at the powerful men who had been imprisoned here for countless years, Huang Ting was shocked for a long time. Although this was not the first time he came, he was shocked every time he came!

Feeling the aura emitted by these strong men, Huang Ting not only sighed, but his wry smile became stronger. Most of the imprisoned people here are at the peak of the Dao Realm, right?

But I really don’t know that the world is high and the earth is strong. I just stepped into the Taoist realm and dared to break into the abyss of those who dared to enter...

However, Huang Ting did not regret entering the abyss. Before he knew the situation in the abyss, Huang Ting believed that his disciple would definitely die and die without life when he entered the abyss, and he might have a glimmer of life if he entered it himself, just for this glimmer of life. Therefore, Huang Ting stepped into the abyss without hesitation.

As the saying goes, if you are a teacher for life, Huang Ting feels guilty towards Qin Yu, especially when he heard that Qin Yu was regarded as a dying person in Wanchong Zhan Sect and was ridiculed by many disciples, Huang Ting was angry and secretly blamed himself. If it weren't for not setting a ban on Qin Yu, I'm afraid that his mysterious thunder body would have been paid attention, and all this was caused by himself.

This time, after entering the abyss, to be honest, Huang Ting gave up and was desperate, especially when he saw the powerful people in the middle of the abyss running all over the ground, Huang Ting thought that Qin Yu had long been in a different place.

The moment he saw Qin Yu, Huang Ting was shocked, surprised and excited in his heart. He didn't expect that his disciple not only did not die, but was like a human being in the Great Demon Heaven. Even the old man Tong Nu took him to the Demon Heaven Prison himself...

Afterwards, Huang Ting carefully recalled Qin Yu's expression and eyes, and found something that made his old face hot. His disciple knew that he was in the Demon Heaven Prison and was trying to save him... After this result, Huang Ting was drunk and sighed that he was lucky enough to make people. Not only did he not rescue Qin Yu, he also dragged him down, but he became a burden to him...

As if he was tired of walking, Huang Ting sat at the foot of a towering mountain deep in the Demon Heaven Prison, leaning against the mountain, playing games, holding a gourd in his right hand and putting it on his knees, looking ahead with his turbid eyes in confusion.

If Qin Yu was here, he would be shocked that the place where Master Huang Ting was was something he had never reached before, that is, he was in the deepest part of the Demon Heaven Prison, where even Tong Fu dared not enter.

After a long time, a cool breeze blew by, blew away Huang Ting's thoughts. He sighed, glanced at the top of his eyes, and said lightly: "I'm old, how long will it take for you to take over? If you want to take over the body, hurry up, don't be too slow, wait if you are anxious, believe it or not, I will commit suicide for you to see?"

Huang Ting is not afraid of death, but even though he knows that he is going to die, life is hard to endure during the period before he dies...

The answer to Huang Ting was dead silence. Huang Ting leaned against the mountain, looked up at the dark sky, and said, "If I don't die, success is still you, and failure is also you. Without you, I will not live today. If you didn't take over the body, I would not resist. Otherwise, if someone else came to try it, I would not be cheaper than others even if I exploded..."

"You also know that the purpose of my entry here is to find my disciple... Alas... What makes me ashamed of myself is that my disciple is so slutty. You don't know... Even the old man Tong Nu dared to treat him... I heard that he was valued by an old man who cried... I never owe anyone in my life, but this time, I owe my disciple..."

"He should rack his brains to rescue me now, right? If I really die here... I'm afraid he will feel guilty for the rest of his life. To be honest, I'm not worried about anything else, I'm afraid this will become a knot in his heart and affect his cultivation."

"Hey... to be honest, I don't want to die too early. It's not me that I'm old. In time, my disciple will definitely have great achievements! Gu..." Huang Ting said as he drank heavily.

After drinking the strong wine, Huang Ting's face turned redder, and his turbid eyes became more and more blurred.

"I'm immortal, I have no other requests. After you take over the body... I'll help me make up for my guilt towards my disciple... Although you will not admit it... I still have to take care of my disciple in the future... Can it be?... By the way, I have a disciple in Wanchong Zhan Sect. My Huangting will not let go of them in my life... Just help..."

"Speaking of it... I'm immortal, you can be considered half of my master..."

It seemed that he had not received any response. Huang Ting staggered up, looked up at his head, looked at the towering giant mountain in front of him, and shouted: "Is it, I'm immortal..."

Huang Ting, with his blurred eyes, seemed to be able to see the scene on the top of the mountain. On the top of this towering mountain peak, there was a huge head that was ten feet tall. The head and face were beyond recognition and covered with dense sword scars. His face had long been covered with scars, and he could not see clearly what he looked like before his death, but at the center of his eyebrows, he could still see a vigorous and powerful word "battle"!

The word "war" seems to penetrate deep into the skull between the eyebrows, and seems to be engraved on the skull.

And above his head, there was a ferocious crack, which seemed to be forcibly slashed open with a sword, shattering the word "war" between his eyebrows.

The cool breeze blows, blowing through the head that has been here for many years. Following the breeze, you can vaguely hear the roar under the mountains...

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is only half a year before the Thirty-Six Tiangang assessment.

On this day, Qin Yu opened his eyes from meditation and looked inside. Qin Yu said to himself: "It's the late stage of the Lingying Realm, and it will take at least half a year to enter the Heavenly Realm, and I can't waste all this half year on cultivation."

In the past few months, Qin Yu has comprehended the Seal of Heaven and Earth and improved his cultivation. With guidance from Zhuhuang, Qin Yu has long mastered the essence of the Seal of Heaven and Earth and has been able to pinch out two Seals of Heaven and Earth.

"It seems that you can only use elixirs to forcibly improve." Qin Yu stood up after thinking for a moment. At the critical moment, he could only use elixirs to force his cultivation to the realm of heaven and man. Only in this way can he further improve his cultivation.

Opening the door, Qin Yu looked at the courtyard. When he was about to walk out, he saw a jade bottle placed at the threshold. After looking around in surprise, Qin Yu raised his right hand and flew into his hand. His spiritual sense penetrated into it. His brow couldn't help but frowned: "Liang Yuan Dan? Who is it?"

This Yuan Refining Pill is the elixir that breaks through to the Heavenly Realm, and it is also the elixir that Qin Yu wants to buy.

"Who could it be?" Qin Yu said to himself, thinking for a long time without any thoughts.

"Forget it, no matter who it is, you will break through to the realm of heaven and man first." As he said that, Qin Yu closed the door and continued to sit down cross-legged.

"Zhuhuang, I remind you again, it's only half a year." Qin Yu said indifferently, and without waiting for Zhuhuang to answer, he swallowed the Yuan Refining Pill in one bite!

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Chapter completed!