Having said this, Tian Xiangzi turned to look at Wang Junlin, sighed, and said decisively: "So, if there is anyone in the world who can eat your monster insects without dying, then this person must be the messenger of the Spring and Autumn Period."
"Tian Xiangzi, don't be alarmist. The magic of that cave is just a legend. The various secret techniques of our demon palace may not really come from that deep cave." The insect demon's face changed instantly, but
In the end, he said coldly and indifferently.
Tian Xiangzi was too lazy to speak this time, with only a sneer and sarcasm on his face.
The meaning of this expression is obvious, that is, he regarded what the insect monster said as farts.
The insect demon was annoyed by Tian Xiangzi's sneer and sarcasm. He turned around and stared at Wang Junlin for a long time, and his cruel smile gradually appeared on his face.
"Tian Xiangzi, you are wrong. The messenger of Spring and Autumn that you thought has no breath, and his heartbeat has disappeared. He seems to be a dead person. And as long as he is still a human, he can only die once." The insect demon was extremely happy.
said.
What he said is right.
A person can only die once. If a person has already died in your hands, it is absolutely impossible for him to die in the hands of a second person.
No one can deny this untrue fact.
The gourd silk in Old Tianying's hand had never stopped making the sound of flying mosquitoes, but now the sound suddenly became louder.
Everyone in the palace suddenly felt at this moment that they could only hear the sound of cucurbits like mosquitoes, and no other sounds could be heard.
That plump, tall, gorgeously dressed woman, whose charm could still make most men's hearts beat even though she was already a mature woman, suddenly said in an unusually gentle and demure voice: "You monster seems to have forgotten that there are still people alive in Spring and Autumn Valley."
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall and powerful old man with silvery white hair walked in quietly from the outside with steps that were almost lighter than a civet cat. In the process, he didn't make any sound at all.
sound.
As soon as the old man came in, he stared at Wang Junlin. He ignored the others, but whether it was Tian Xiangzi, the old man Sky Eagle, or the insect demon, their expressions couldn't help but become solemn for the first time.
"Chun Qiu Nu, you are not dead yet." The insect demon sighed softly, and the six snake-waisted dancers suddenly surrounded the old man called Chun Qiu Nu.
Spinning in different directions, the six people's hands were attacking Chunqiu Nu from twelve different directions at the same time.
The twelve directions are all unexpected directions. Except for the six of them who have practiced secret techniques since they were young and have abnormal body flexibility and are able to make some actions that go against common sense, no one in the world can move from these twelve directions.
A fatal attack will be made on the part.
This tall and mighty old man, who looked honest and honest, was about to turn into a dead man in an instant.
The old man Tianying and his wife turned a blind eye, and Tian Xiangzi did not interfere. They seemed to have stayed out of the matter.
Six strange, strange and charming shemales, twelve ecstatic and life-killing hands, twelve unpredictable killing moves.
There was only one scream.
This scream was not uttered by one person, but by six people at the same moment.
When the six shemales screamed and fell down, there seemed to be no scratches on their bodies, as if they fell down for no reason.
However, suddenly, the bridge of the nose between the eyebrows of these six people seemed to be cut open by an invisible steel knife, splitting into a two-thirds bloody eye.
This bloody eye is like the third eye, connecting the two eyes of these people together.
Suddenly, the faces of these six people became eyeless, and there was only a bloody groove left on their faces.
One of their eyes and the bridge of their noses between their eyes had been formed into a bloody groove by the sudden outpouring of blood.
The color of Tian Xiangzi's face did not change, and neither did the old man Tianying and his wife, because it was natural for the Spring and Autumn Nu to kill the murderous demon, just like a cat who is born to catch mice.
If Wang Junlin was not dead at this time, and his seemingly frozen body still had consciousness, and he had witnessed the process just now, he would have definitely recognized that the sword technique used by this old man to kill six human monsters just now was very similar to the Spring and Autumn sword technique he used.
"The Chunqiu slave is worthy of being a Spring and Autumn slave. Even if he hasn't made a move for more than twenty years, once he does, he will kill six times with one move, killing people without a trace." Tian Xiangzi said with a complicated expression.
Needless to say, Gu Yidong, Yidong is not a sect in itself, but a secret that has affected their Immortal Yin Nine Sects for hundreds of years. Each of the other nine sects has its own magical skills. For example, their Mo Sect is good at the secret art of mechanism.
Tianying Palace is good at pretending to be gods and ghosts, Yaowang Valley is good at Qihuang techniques, Demon Palace is good at all kinds of weird and evil killing techniques, but the one with the highest martial arts skills is Chunqiu Valley who never has more than three people.
"Moves that are incomprehensible are always admirable." Old Tianying also sighed and said sincerely.
"No matter how powerful you are, even if you kill me today, your Spring and Autumn Messenger of Spring and Autumn Valley is already dead." The insect demon obviously did not expect that this Spring and Autumn Slave who suddenly appeared was so powerful. Six human demons were casually killed by the opponent, leaving him
Feeling fear.
Chunqiu Nu did not look at him, but stared at Wang Junlin with a kind smile: "The Chunqiu Messenger can die in the hands of an ordinary person, but it is absolutely impossible to die in your hands."
"Do you think he's not dead yet?" The insect demon turned around and stared at Wang Junlin for a long time. No matter how you looked at it, the latter was already dead.
Chunqiu Nu didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly sighed.
"If he really will die under your tricks, then he is definitely not the Messenger of Spring and Autumn."
At this moment, everyone in Mo Dian's living room suddenly heard a voice coming from someone.
When the insect demon heard this man's laughter, his expression suddenly changed.
He never imagined that this man could laugh out loud.
The person who suddenly laughed was actually Wang Junlin, who was obviously dead.
"You...are not dead yet?"
"This is impossible?"
The insect demon looked in disbelief and couldn't help but scream.
Wang Junlin, who was clearly dead just now, without breathing or even feeling his heartbeat, could actually smile now. He could still stand up and walk.
"I don't know why you have this box and this spider, but you only know how to use it and don't know the principles at all."
Wang Junlin ignored the insect demon. While talking, he took out a silver needle from his pocket and carefully studied it around the box containing the colorful spider.
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