"Before I went to Ziwei, they wouldn't do anything until I verified that Jiang Linan was alive and dead."
"Three days, I can give you three days to make your wish first."
"Meet your family, your friends."
"This is the only compensation I can give you at the moment. Don't blame me."
With a lonely tone, the old Taoist priest was full of apologies and said with shame: "I originally wanted to help you, and I should be able to help you."
"but......"
He hesitated, unable to speak for a long time and said: "It's different, it will never be the same again."
"On the surface, I'm sorry that I can't do anything."
Suning understood the deep meaning and kindness in Mo Zi'ao's words, but did not answer the conversation. Instead, he directly changed the topic and said: "As for the relevant places where Jiang Lin'an Yuanshen reincarnated into China, one is the forbidden area behind the Ziwei Palace, and the other is Kunlun
Demon Killing Pond.”
"No matter what, I wish you a successful journey on the road to reincarnation and that you will become a saint as soon as possible."
"The road can be expected, and the road has hope."
Mo Zi Ao was moved and said: "I'd like to lend you some good words."
Suning smiled, strode forward, and returned to the topic: "I don't have too many wishes, just three."
"One, I want to go back to Taoshan Village and burn some paper in front of my grandparents' graves."
"Weed the weeds around and chat with them."
"Two, I'm going to Kyoto to visit my parents, and by the way meet my two few good friends and a special family that I brought from a poor mountain valley to a prosperous metropolis."
"Three, I want to go to Kunlun to explain some things, some last words that are not my last words."
Mo Zi Ao said cheerfully: "No problem."
Suning thanked him and was about to take out the Thousand Miles of Instant Talisman and rush off. But at this moment, a harsh sound broke through the air, and three black figures suddenly rushed in front of him.
"Are you Suning?"
The person who came here is not good. The leading disciple is a practitioner in the middle stage of the seventh level of True Immortal.
I don’t know which realm of eight hundred immortals he comes from. He looks gentle and gentle, but his aura is extremely fierce.
"I'm Suning."
Facing the young man with ill intentions, Suning responded calmly: "Suning from Taoshan Village in China."
The other party did not hide the greed in his eyes and couldn't wait to say: "No matter which Suning you are, if you are Suning, you should die."
"Uh-huh."
The right hand was raised and violently condensed into a fist.
The fist was fierce, forming a black vortex above his head.
Mo Zizi said speechlessly: "What the hell, what kind of cats and dogs are these?"
"Don't you see that I'm still standing here? Where do you have the courage to ignore me?"
"Who taught you this?"
"Did your master Qiong Shan teach you, or do you think I don't dare to kill you?"
After he finished speaking, he moved to Suning and said with murderous intent: "Three breaths, or you will die if you don't leave."
The young man had a nonchalant expression on his face. He smiled and cupped his hands towards Mo Zizi and said, "Ancestor Mo, I, Qiongshan Immortal Realm, and Wen Dian stand on the same line and ride on the same boat."
"You want to kill me, does your senior brother Duan Laozu know?"
"Does your attitude mean that you are going back on your word on behalf of Wen Dian?"
Mo Zizi said angrily: "I am me, and Wen Dian is Wen Dian. If I want to kill you, it is purely a personal act."
The young man said arrogantly: "Is it clear?"
Don't be too proud and fall into silence, as if you are weighing the pros and cons.
Suning pushed the old man in front of him away, his black robe swayed, and he said with a demonic aura: "There are many people who want to kill me, and there are also many people who can kill me."
"It must not be you three."
"Because you are too weak."
"Boom."
There was thunder beneath my feet, and black mist shrouded me.
Wrapped in the mist, there was a huge demon statue that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, standing behind Suning.
His cultivation level was still in the middle stage of the sixth level of True Immortal, but the pressure on the demon statue was rising steadily, reaching the eighth level of True Immortal.
"This is......"
Mo Zi Ao's eyelids twitched wildly, and he turned around and asked: "Bastard, is this the "Demon God's Roar", one of the three secret arts in the demon world?"
The big black donkey swallowed hard and nodded numbly: "Yes, you can't get it unless you are the demon ancestor, and you can't cultivate it unless you are the next successor of the demon ancestor."
"This is a secret technique passed down orally from the demon ancestors throughout the ages. Suning..."
Even if it is predicted in advance, even if certain results have been guessed.
But when everything really happened before their eyes, Dahei Donkey and Mo Zizi were still shocked beyond measure.
