My talent is resurrection

Chapter 433
"Water is a feminine thing, this is the most feminine water, just restraining your strong and majestic martial arts."

A sluggish voice sounded slowly as the figure approached.

Chen Jiu raised his head extremely weakly, his slightly trembling body made the sound of chains, and his water-stained hair drooped down, blocking his sight and making it impossible to see the person in front of him clearly.

The figure stopped, tilted his head, stepped forward suddenly, pressed his head close to Chen Jiu, and asked in a soft voice.

"do you think so?"

Only then did Chen Jiu look human. The figure was a woman with green hair. For some reason, she couldn't see her face clearly, only a strong sense of femininity.

"Cough cough." Chen Jiu coughed violently twice, pulled the heavy chain behind him to ring again, and did not reply.

What can he say as a prisoner.

The green-haired woman touched his wet head, nodded and said, "It's really good. Even I am envious of having such a powerful talent and supernatural power."

Knowing that struggling was useless, Chen Jiu simply lowered his head and stopped moving, not to mention the green-haired woman.

The woman laughed, walked back, caressed her fingers on the heavy chain, and introduced in a soft voice.

"This chain was used to lock the real dragon of the thirteen realms ten thousand years ago. Only one chain can lock the real dragon firmly until it is drained of blood and aura and dies. Now all of them are used to lock you, which is enough to see The demon master attaches great importance to you."

The woman paused for a moment, then walked in front of Chen Jiu, brushed away Chen Jiu's hair that covered her pupils, looked straight at her and said, "It's so pitiful, I think it's a bit overkill."

Seeing that Chen Jiu didn't respond, the woman said to herself again: "The end of your future will either be to draw your soul, or to be locked up for ten thousand years, neither will be good."

"Oh." Chen Jiu sneered, falling into the hands of the Yaozu, he never thought of a good ending.

"It's really indifferent." The green-haired woman tilted her head, folded her hands on her chest, and said again: "You are new here, I have prepared some gifts for you."

As soon as she finished speaking, a person came out from the darkness, dressed in green, standing behind the green-haired woman, with her head lowered, not daring to move, not looking at Chen Jiu, appearing submissive.

The green-haired woman beckoned and said, "A celestial monk who has taken refuge in the Yaozu is here to take care of you."

Chen Jiu glanced at the monk, curled his lower lip, full of disdain, and lowered his head again.

"I heard that your human race is the best at taking care of each other, so I called him here." After the woman finished speaking, she waved and said, "Go."

The cultivator in Tsing Yi walked slowly in front of Chen Jiu, pressed his finger on Chen Jiu's head, swept the hair lightly, found the center of the head, and nodded with his index finger.

"How to light the soul lamp?" Chen Jiu asked in a hoarse voice without looking up.

The monk in Tsing Yi didn't reply, and the index finger clicked on Chen Jiu's head more and more frequently, and the smiling aura poured into Chen Jiu's head along his fingertips.

His soul lamp is not an ordinary method, it is a self-created method, and the emphasis is on endless life, continuous damage, first burning the head, then burning the body, and finally burning the soul. The process is long and the fire is not strong. Therefore, if you slow down the fire, you will get the four words that life is better than death.

"Cough." Chen Jiu coughed and spat out a small mouthful of blood.

The corners of the monk in Tsing Yi's mouth curled up, and his body was strong. It was difficult for him to touch the soul lamp at the peak of physical cultivation, let alone Chen Jiu's broken body. Maybe the fire of the soul lamp had not been broken by then. Nine is the first number to end.

The more the friar in Tsing Yi thought about it, the more wonderful he felt, as if he couldn't control himself, he grinned and said.

"I didn't expect that I would be able to light the soul lamp of the No.1 Tianjiao of Tianguangzhou. I heard that your talent is terrifying. You are also known as No.1 in Tianguangzhou for thousands of years. It's a tough Fuyao mountain. An old man like me is really envious of seeing it. I don't know how many times I resented the injustice of the heavens. Fortunately, I understood the truth and joined the demon clan in time. Execute you with your own hands, No. 1 Jiazi in Gwangju this day."

The more the monk in Tsing Yi talked, the more excited he became, the greater the movement of his hands, it turned into a violent knock, the aura gradually expanded, and it kept soaking into Chen Jiu's head, and a faint blue flame burst out.

"The first step in lighting the soul lamp is to pry open your skull and light the wick." The monk in Tsing Yi said, and put his other hand on Chen Jiu's forehead between the brows, and was about to lift it upwards.

The blue-haired woman stood aside with her chest folded, without words, and her illusory expression made it hard to see what she was thinking.

Chen Jiu exhaled.

"It's okay, it'll be fine in a while." The man in Tsing Yi comforted Chen Jiu with a smile, and the aura in his hands became stronger and stronger.

The woman in Tsing Yi tilted her head slightly, and saw a faint light flashing from the tails of several chains.

Is it a good show?

Her eyes flickered, waiting and watching.

Chen Jiu raised his head suddenly, the golden light in his pupils was shining like a god, his mouth opened slightly, and he only drank once.

"throat."

The feminine water trembled, and then quickly rushed towards Chen Jiu
The aura of the chain suddenly spread to Chen Jiu's body, locking up his martial luck and supernatural power.

The golden light in Chen Jiu's eyes collapsed in an instant, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the prison returned to silence.

The cultivator in Tsing Yi lost his head and shattered into flesh and blood all over the floor. His body stood blankly in front of Chen Jiu.

The green-haired woman smashed the corpse into powder with her hands at will, twisted her body and walked in front of Chen Jiu, lowered her head quickly, and put her cheek against Chen Jiu's, smiling.

"The chain that locks the real dragon can't lock you. It may be because it hasn't been used for a long time, and the supernatural power is old, but with the lethal power you showed just now, it should be comparable to the twelve realms, right?"

The woman looked directly at Chen Jiu, as if she wanted to see through Chen Jiu's head to see what the soul was thinking inside, and asked again.

"What state are you in now?"

A corner of the woman's muddy face was uncovered, revealing bright blue eyes, lingering with infinite aura, as if she could directly see through the soul.

"Well, it turned out to be an enlightened heavenly being."

The woman was slightly shocked, but she didn't say anything more. She straightened her body and said with a light smile, "Looking forward to the time we spend together in the future."

She turned and walked outside the dark and silent prison.

"By the way, my name is Si Snake."

she said again.

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The monster clan's water dungeon is located [-] meters below the Canglan Sea. It was jointly built by several supreme saints and guarded by Si snakes.

Among them, the prison is divided into three floors from top to bottom, mainly detaining the great monks of the human race during the war between the two worlds.

And now many heavenly beings from Guangzhou have entered this prison, most of them are held on the first floor, guarded by many ancient beasts belonging to the dragons.

And the innermost part of the third floor can be called the eye of the prison. Since the creation, monks have never been imprisoned, but finally there are "visitors."

Tianguangzhou Jiazi No.1, Chen Jiu.

(End of this chapter)