Accepting Punishment

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"Zhang Heng!"

A sentence from Maoshan Zhang Heng is here.

The skinny Taoist priest and the white-robed monk jumped in shock.

"Walk!"

Without hesitation.

You don't have to think twice to know that they have hit the jackpot.

Maoshan in the Three Mountains Talisman is here. Can people from Longhu Mountain and Gezao Mountain be far away?

In addition, the blood-sea boy's body was shattered, and they have also experienced the war and are no longer in their prime. They are looking for death if they don't leave.

"Array up!"

All the tombs of gods are fake.

Even the effect of the yellow sand gourd was simulated by Zhang Heng using the violent wind wheel.

Where is it really?

Of course underground.

They have not been idle these years, the Qiu bandits are no longer there, and the great formation on Mieshen Mountain has become useless.

It's a good time to recycle waste.

I moved here as a greeting gift to the three Nether Meridians.

Um.

The effect is good.

Under the blessing of layers of magical formations, Liu Jian held a lotus lantern and kowtowed to the sky: "The treasure of Xuanling is infinitely wonderful. Take care of my heaven and earth, and bless my spirit."

call!!

The surrounding scene changes directly.

This is not in the Desert Shrine, it is clearly inside a lotus lantern.

Take a closer look.

The lotus fire inside it is swaying, making the person's mouth feel chapped when it is roasted.

Looking to the left and right, the space is not space, but a lotus wall.

Even Liu Jian is not real. He exists outside the lotus lantern. Looking from inside, you can only hear intermittent prayers.

"I'll try."

The skinny Taoist turned into light and rose up.

Bang!!

The escaping light hit the lotus wall, and was then bounced back by a burst of blue light.

"I come."

The monk in white clothes does not believe in evil.

Before he came to the world of gods and demons, he was given the innate treasure Bone Boat of the Sea of ​​Bitterness. After entering the world for 300 years, he relied on it most to escape and protect himself.

pity.

There are also three, six or nine levels of innate treasures.

Compared with the lotus lantern in the hands of the Holy Mother, the Bone Boat of the Sea of ​​Bitterness is undoubtedly of a lower grade.

In addition, the lotus lantern was blessed by the magic circle, and the three of them ran rampantly from the bone boat, but they could not break out of the blockade. On the contrary, the heat became more and more unbearable.

"No need to try."

Seeing the three of them, they still refused to rest.

With a smile on his face, Zhang Heng said from the side: "In the human world, hunters often made animal traps and clamped them on their legs. A big boar weighing six to seven hundred kilograms couldn't escape. How do you think I compare to the hunters in the mountains?

"

joke.

They have been chewing the sand here for several years just to wait for today.

Zhang Heng also tried it himself.

Unless he doesn't fall into the trap, once he gets in, he won't be able to get out even if he falls into the lotus lantern. At most, he will be in a stalemate with Liu Jian, and no one can do anything to him.

certainly.

It's impossible to stay in a stalemate.

The three sons of Netherworld looked at each other in confusion. They have been in a stalemate here for hundreds of years. What should they do if they return to the upper realm? Should they follow them back to Maoshan?

People say: 'I'm home.'

As for them, don't they want to worship in Maoshan?

"Where are Zhang Jingrui and Xuan Qingzi? Tell them to come out. Maybe at this time, they still want to attack secretly."

"That's right, plotting to hurt people and taking risks by luck, what a Maoshan demon!!"

The atmosphere is somewhat depressing.

Because all three of them knew that they might not be able to do anything good today, and one of them would definitely have to fall.

Zhang Heng also planned this.

He didn't even mean to answer, he just looked straight at Xuehai Daozi.

"kill!"

Zhang Heng took the lead.

He attacked the Blood Sea Daozi, the Demon God of Speed ​​attacked the skinny Taoist, and Liu Jian controlled the lotus lantern to attack the white monk.

"It's too much to bully someone."

His body was shattered by a sneak attack, and Xuehai Daozi was already furious.

Seeing that Zhang Heng was treating him like a soft persimmon, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he immediately used the True Spirit Technique to activate the Blood God Banner with the power of his soul.

Rumble.

The sea of ​​blood surged.

Zhang Heng's eyes were bright red, and he saw a wave of blood pressing towards him like an overwhelming mountain, with countless dead souls roaring inside.

"Mountain and River Pictures."

Throw out a picture of mountains and rivers at random.

Zhang Heng stepped on the mountain and river map and rushed toward the Blood God Flag like a surfer.

Sizzle.

After all, the mountain and river map is just an acquired treasure.

After being exaggerated by the sea of ​​blood, it started to smoke, and countless ghost hands stretched out from the sea of ​​blood, trying to capture the mountain and river map into the sea of ​​blood.

Zhang Heng also bore the brunt.

Feeling that the map of mountains and rivers was crumbling, as if it would be overturned at any time, I quickly made a hand and chanted a mantra: "A little spark of light will shine forever."

Finish reading.

He reached out and pointed to the lotus lantern above his head, and then pointed to the mountain and river map at his feet: "Shelter."

call!!

Liu Jian has already assigned him some authority over the Lotus Lantern.

Therefore, the lotus lantern did not reject Zhang Heng's fire-inducing spell, and the lotus fire was immediately drawn around the mountains and rivers map, protecting the mountains and rivers map and burning the ghost's hands that were grabbing at the mountains and rivers map.

boom.

I saw Zhang Heng Yutu coming.

The true spirit of Xuehai Daozi sat cross-legged on the blood god flag and began to punch in a decent manner.

"Um?"

Zhang Heng was instantly alert and drove Baotu up from the ground.

Whoosh.

Almost the next second.

A fist made of blood flew out from the sea of ​​blood and hit Zhang Heng without saying a word.
To be continued...