After Jiuyang finished speaking, he remained silent.
Sanbo thought with a frown on his face, and after a while, he sighed helplessly: "I can't tell whether what you said is true or false, it's not that I'm not smart, it's just that it's too shocking."
"If it is true, I have almost no hope of collecting six drops of soul blood in this life."
"The earth soul that came into being can only imagine how valuable it is."
"By borrowing a drop of soul blood, you will undoubtedly indirectly seize the luck of the six meridians."
"The problem here in Kunlun is not big, but the remaining five meridians..."
The third uncle smiled bitterly and said: "It's difficult, it's difficult to reach the sky."
Jiuyang sarcastically said: "With your seventeenth level of martial arts cultivation and your strength at the pinnacle of Chinese martial arts, do those group of shrimp soldiers and crabs have to take it seriously?"
"If you don't give me, then I'll rob you. Who can stop you?"
"Didn't you just say that those who don't do it for themselves will be punished by heaven and earth? I see that you are not a merciful savior. How can you pretend to be upright?"
The third uncle sat down carelessly, and said to Xuankong Jiuyang across from him: "You can eat enough for one person and the whole family will not be hungry, you are not afraid of death, and you are not afraid of making enemies on all sides. You can do whatever you want, because you have no shortcomings to be taken advantage of."
"I am different. I have parents, relatives and friends, and there are too many people I care about."
"Master trained me to become a talented person and saved my life. Kunlun gave me a place to stay, and that's how Su Xinglan became today."
"A drop of soul blood may not seem like much, but I bet it takes away one-third of a vein's luck."
"Well, it's almost the same."
The third uncle asserted: "We are already on the hostile side. If I don't care about it, won't I be harming the people close to me?"
"I was born in Kunlun. Even if I become a traitor and let go of the relationship, Wumai will not let it go."
"After all, this matter involves too much, and it's hard to get rid of the resentment."
"Kunlun will be implicated by me. These tens of thousands of disciples, the inheritance left by the ancestor..."
The third uncle said solemnly: "Kunlun cannot die because of me. I cannot bear this responsibility."
"I have no fear when one fights against one."
"An enemy of one against five arouses public outrage in China. This is asking for trouble and death."
"I can't afford it, the stakes are too high."
Jiuyang played with the taste: "Are you willing? Sitting in the Demon Killing Pond is no different than a dead person."
"Use the Taixuan sword energy to wash away the demonic heart in your body, and you will randomly get the chance to wake up, but this does not mean that you can be saved."
"The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant outside, the air is good, the environment is good, anywhere is good. If you don't wait for heaven on earth, you have to stick to the eighteenth level of hell."
"Ayawn...you are really the biggest idiot I've ever seen."
Jiuyang sneezed and said: "As a living Buddha in this world, you should go to Buddhism to practice."
The third uncle ignored him and gently grabbed the deep pool with his palm.
The water surface sloshed, causing ripples.
"Seven Locks of Xuanyin." Sanbo shouted.
"boom."
Seven blood-red chains flew out, teeth and claws dancing, like crawling spiders, extremely spiritual.
Each one was as thick as an adult's thigh, stained with rust, and had a strong smell of blood.
Sanbo hooked his fingers, placed one of the chains on Jiuyang's neck and said: "Don't try to regain your strength secretly, I won't give you a chance. The main chain that runs through your body will take root in your flesh and blood, suppressing your energy.
god."
"If you don't have the magic key, don't try to struggle secretly. Because you will feel the unparalleled and beautiful pain, and it will definitely make your scalp numb."
"How do you sing a song? It's so cool."
"Well, that's what I say, you will definitely not listen to my advice."
"It's up to you. After suffering too much, you will naturally understand my kindness."
San Bo slowly and methodically bound Jiuyang with the remaining six chains one by one, and said with a tired face: "Okay, let's be friends and chat, no one will be lonely."
Jiuyang's body was shaking and his forehead was dripping with sweat.
The main chain that passed through his wound was rapidly sucking the blood from his body, taking root and sprouting, sinking deeper and deeper.
"Ahem, ahem, that's awesome." His face turned earth-colored, and he gave a thumbs up and said, "It is indeed the Kunlun Demon Killing Pond. It truly has an entrance but no exit."
