The moonlight was shining, but it was blocked by the fog that was so thick that it blocked the view.
There are no lights in the deep courtyard, but the room in the middle always gives people an inexplicable feeling.
The biting coldness tortures everyone's soul.
If I had to describe it, it would be...
The demonic spirit is soaring.
"Wang Jin, hold on."
She Yin bit her lip, and a hint of worry flashed across her usually indifferent face.
More than a dozen willow immortals enshrined in his own family were threatening him at the same time, and ordinary people basically couldn't stand it for even half a second.
Coupled with the old man's trick...
No matter how strong Wang Jin is, he may not be able to withstand it.
"Huh...huh..."
Wang Jin gritted his teeth and looked a little pale.
Whether it was the cold sweat slowly breaking out on his forehead or his slightly trembling body, it showed that this young man was about to reach his limit.
It seemed that if he pushed harder, he would fall over.
The old man sitting on the main seat thought so, and so did the dozen or so Liuxians.
And five minutes ago, they thought so.
"Little guy, that's interesting."
The old man grinned, and his slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened.
The vertical pupils, which were the same as those of other Willow Immortals, emitted incredibly heavy pollution.
At the same time, two horn-shaped black gas slowly climbed up his forehead.
An astonishing momentum rose into the sky.
It was as if the evil dragon in the painting behind him had really possessed him.
"Black Jiao...the old man is serious about it."
Chang Ye, who was blocking the door, sighed, seemingly helpless.
"You are obviously old, but you still like to embarrass the younger generation."
"For being able to persist for so long, this kid is already considered a genius."
Some of the dozen or so Liuxians spoke, as if they couldn't bear it.
"Hmph...I want to see where the limit is."
The old man snorted coldly and had no intention of stopping.
"well."
Wang Jin, who tried hard to pretend, sighed and continued to maintain a constipated expression.
Mr. She is right, he is challenging the limit.
But what he challenged was his own limit.
If he wasn't afraid of embarrassing the other party, Wang Jin could have stood there without changing his expression.
Take a nap by the way.
After Mrs. She grew horns on her forehead, she seemed to be several times more sinister.
Ordinary people might faint from shock.
It's a pity that Wang Jin has defeated ancient gods, played evil deities, and beaten the feast.
An old man who can be easily identified as a human being...is really not interesting.
Although it was tiring to look like he was constipated, he could do it all day long.
Twenty minutes later.
The young man still clenched his teeth, his face was pale, and his whole body was shaking.
It's a pity that Mrs. She's face is paler than him.
Half of the dozen or so Liuxians had stopped, and they were looking at Wang Jin with complicated expressions.
This young descendant is probably not human.
He is a very unique kind of fairy.
Work hard at night.
After testing it for a while, I fell down.
Just a little bit, just a little bit different.
Ninety-nine point ninety-nine percent, come on.
Although Wang Jin didn't speak, there was sweat on his forehead and his body was shaking...
Or convey these words to others naturally.
It took a full twenty minutes to convey.
It was like trying to chop Xixi with a knife, with more than a dozen people slashing non-stop for twenty minutes.
Even if it is a piece of meat, it should be chopped into stuffing.
But Wang Jin hasn't fallen yet.
"Master, how about we forget it?"
She Yin reached out and tugged on the old man's collar and whispered.
"Yeah, let's forget it."
Chang Ye, who was standing at the door, pursed his lips and spoke slowly.
She could feel that something was obviously wrong with the old lady.
"Ahem...no! I want to test...the limit..."
Old Mrs. She waved her hands stubbornly and continued to look at Wang Jin with red bloodshot eyes.
"hiss…"
The latter squinted his eyes, his expression a little complicated.
This old man aroused Wang Jin's desire to win.
He also wanted to see where Old Mrs. She's limits were.