Chapter 1344 (1/2)

Duobao went down the barren mountain alone. The body of the ox demon king behind him was as high as the barren mountain and still stood there.

Towards Lishan Mountain, Duobao said slightly, ”thank you for your help, younger martial sister, but younger martial sister deceived me into reincarnation to be a younger martial brother. It doesn't count. We have different opinions. As I said earlier, I started earlier than you. I'm a elder martial brother. Younger martial sister is naughty again!”

In the virgin's palace, the old mother of Lishan bah and said with a smile, ”little fart child also recognizes me as my senior brother. It's shameless!”

Duobao walked towards the foot of the mountain. Every step he took, there was a spiritual light on his body. After 13 steps in a row, only the last spiritual disc could not rotate. Duobao bowed to it and said, ”Taoist friends, now I'm not whole body. Before I wake up and realize the origin of my previous life, there will be a day of alternation in the future. At that time, I have to rely on my junior sister's help!”

After hearing the speech, the Lingguang ordered three points, fled into the void and entered the Fenbao rock.

After the aura dispersed, Duobao replied to himself. He still looked at the Taoist practice of Taiyi. Even Brahma WuJie was hurt and his internal organs were not healed. His eyes were gradually far-reaching and slowly darkened. After a moment, van WuJie suddenly trembled and woke up. His eyes slowly condensed from the confusion and had the focus. At this time, he suddenly woke up and looked around.

Van WuJie first searched his whole body and found that there were no missing parts. Then he looked up in confusion and suddenly said, ”I'm so big, but it's...”

When he thought of this, he was stunned: ”wait, who am I?”

Vatican WuJie was startled, bowed his head and mused: ”before my consciousness was silent, I clearly shouted out that name, but now how can I forget it? It's like a mortal dream, in a trance. The name is already on my lips, but I can't remember it?”

Vatican WuJie Yuanshen worked. When the memory just now was like a dream, he couldn't see clearly and touch it through a layer of yarn. He frowned and found that it wasn't his Yuanshen except for problems or being blinded by divine knowledge. It seemed to be an instinctive protective measure and an instinctive mechanism for self-protection from impact.

Seal the memory and name of daoran in the future by confusing that paragraph with yourself.

When van WuJie turned back, he saw the Bull Demon King demon body standing behind him - a top horn, a copper forehead, a bull head, and his body looked like a giant of a demon God. Although he seemed to have seen this scene in his dream, he still startled himself.

”I did it?”

”So fierce?”

Fan WuJie came back to God and said happily: ”originally, I was the one who hid the deepest, the blood butcher demon king, the priest of wusheng, and the undercover zhengyangzi of the right way. They didn't hide as deep as me. It turned out that among the people in Guixu... I was the most terrible one, and I kept a low profile. I lied to myself. Otherwise, I'm afraid the people in Guixu would have been bleeding a river long time ago!”

With his hands behind his back and supporting his waist and spine, fan WuJie was ready to grasp all calculations.

A spark of wisdom flashed in his eyes: ”the day after tomorrow, I have done my best. A real actor can get a real immersive experience only by cheating with himself. Even the man behind the scenes, who manipulated my destiny, has been better than me. With the help of younger martial sister, he has surpassed his calculations.”

”Lonely! I'm invincible in acting.”

With a long sigh, fan WuJie looked up at the sky and stared at the sky for a long time. Suddenly, he turned back and trotted all the way to the top of the barren mountain where the ox demon king's body was located. He looked around and scraped nine broken strange flags from the stone cracks not far away. The barren mountain was shaken open countless cracks and rock gaps, revealing many hidden divine gold and strange stones, which were also pried out by fan WuJie.

Finally, he collected some powerful blood from the demon on the ground, and fan WuJie tried to break the sea fork rubbing the corpse of the Jiao demon king.

On the sea covering fork, a handprint was impressively printed on the fork handle. The Lingbao had no light at all and was as dim as iron, but it was extremely heavy. Fan WuJie tried hard for a long time and couldn't pull it out. Finally, he had to pull out the corpse of the Jiao demon king, the sea covering fork and the whole mountain, and put it into the heaven and earth in his sleeve.

Vatican WuJie looked at the huge poisonous dragon body, its thick blood essence, tough Jiaojin, strong Jiaopi and dragon scales.

Happy mouth can't close!

He disposed of the corpse of the demon king Jiao, drained the poisonous blood, and put it away together with the sea covering fork on his head for the time being. He waited until the next day to divide it and make it into a magic weapon.

Finally, the ground was affected by the fighting force between Duobao and the ox demon king, so it was tempered again. After scraping the land from the sand and stone soil contaminated with the spirit of the wilderness to some strange gold and earth.

Vatican WuJie looked at the ox demon king's body unfortunately. From the material point of view, the remains of the great saint of the demon family are already the top spiritual material in the wilderness, but the ox demon king's demon body has long been destroyed by the shock of immovable force, and there is no spirit. After the rest, he fought to the end, which is absolutely and tragic.

His demon body has been integrated with this barren mountain, and the sense of war will never die.

In the future, it will turn into a mountain shaped like an ox's head, and its body will turn into a strange stone with infinite evil spirit. Even with the nine heaven magic soldiers, it will be difficult to destroy it and become a fierce place in the future.

But for Brahma WuJie, it has no meaning and value.

Moreover, the ox demon king could not die. Naturally, there was a momentum, which made fan WuJie neither want to nor want to move his remains. Therefore, although fan WuJie had a pity, he let go of the remains, put away the harvest of scraping the ground three feet, left a barren mountain that was short out of thin air, and turned to fly in the direction of Lishan.