I'm from magic door

() "Hey, little brother, this man surnamed Meng seems to be against you in everything! He won't let go of even this wild girl!" Chong Qiuhuang's hearing is amazingly sensitive, and he knows that the two sides on the stage are in conflict. No matter what, I still deliberately teased the boy.

"Ah? Such a beast? Junior brother, this matter cannot be tolerated!" An Long believed it to be true, and hurriedly encouraged the boy in a serious manner.

"The next step is the real fight." How mysterious is Jiang An's heart?So he didn't point out Chong Qiuhuang's lie, he just grinned nonchalantly and said to himself.

"Very good! Since I don't want you, don't blame the young master for being ruthless!" Hearing Li Daimei's categorical refusal, Meng Tianxiang snorted angrily and took out an old coffin from the storage ring.

The coffin was one foot long and four feet wide, silver-gray in color, and the coffin lid was densely engraved with various patterns of prohibition formations.

"This method is intended to surprise Li Yutang by staying in the finals. Since you are trying so hard to force him, please try his best before him!" Meng Tianxiang gently pushed open the coffin lid as he spoke.

One, two, three...nine, ten!

The coffin was not big, but Meng Tianxiang released ten rusty iron armored corpses from it!

The physical strength of the Iron Armored Corpse is roughly equivalent to that of a Demon Sect disciple in the middle stage of body forging. Ten Iron Armored Corpses means ten more helpers with comparable cultivation levels in one breath!

After doing all this, Meng Tianxiang kept moving, and took out another dark nine-story pagoda with a faint light.

This is a soul-cultivating tower. The two secondary cultivation methods of Jiulu Mountain are corpse refining and soul-cultivating. It seems that Meng Tianxiang has dabbled in both.

"Wild girl, don't you have endless energy, then continue to vent to these unjust iron corpses, forgive me for not accompanying you!" Meng Tianxiang turned the spire of the nine-story pagoda.There was a green-faced, long-toothed, black-spirited ghost flying out of the tower with its fangs and claws, and together with the ten armored corpses, it went to kill Li Daimei!

"High-level ghost soldier! He actually raised a high-level ghost soldier!"

"To raise such a high-level ghost pawn, you need to pay thousands of ghosts as sacrifices. He is just a disciple at the body training level. Where did so many ghosts come from?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! In just three months, I have to temper my body and practice martial arts. Where can I find the time to catch ghosts and nourish my soul? By the way, there are still ten iron-clad corpses. Isn't that something that can only be refined at the late stage of Body Training Realm?"

"Cheating, this is naked cheating! Where are armored corpses and high-level ghost soldiers the means that disciples of the body forging realm can have?"

"With such despicable means, so what if we win?"

Before the battle on stage kicked off again.There was a noise like a pot exploded under the stage.

"Actually, it's nothing? Why didn't anyone protest Yan Guangping's Yugui Banner and Li Yutang's powerful magic weapon just now?" As Meng Tianxiang's senior brother, Zhou Hao naturally wanted to stand up and speak for his junior at this time.

"Yan Guangping's ghosts were caught by himself, and Li Yutang's magic weapon was also refined by himself, but you dare to pat your chest to assure everyone that Meng Tianxiang's high-level ghost soldiers were raised by himself, and the armored corpse was also handmade Refined?" Hong Jingshan, the second disciple of Dongfu Mountain, stood up and asked back without any hesitation.

Since he took a yin and yang mirror from Guan Mixuan last time, he gave up changing the body forging formula.I went out to catch ghosts for three months, but I only accumulated five or six thousand ghosts.

"A joke! Then let me ask you, why are there so many low-level ghost soldiers in Yan Guangping's ghost banner? Li Yutang's magic weapon. Where did you get the inspiration from?"

"Is there any connection between the two? Zhou Hao, don't you want to protect your junior and argue with clever words, right and wrong. You can tell it at a glance, and you can turn it upside down at will?" After Yan Guangping lost the game.Standing in the crowd and watching the battle without saying a word, Zhou Hao didn't expect Zhou Hao to take the initiative to get involved with him this time.

"Haha, well said, right and wrong, you can tell at a glance!" Zhou Hao was not angry, and continued with a smile, "You and Hong Jing were able to catch so many yin ghosts, all because of the yin that you bought from Boss Mi." Sunglasses. To tell you the truth, Boss Mi actually had one left in his hand at that time, but my junior brother secretly bought it for a high price of three thousand spirit stones!"

"With the yin and yang mirror, the source of the yin and yang that feeds the high-level ghost pawns is not a problem. As for who caught the ghost, this is not the point at all! Besides, the armored corpse is after the younger brother gave the yin and yang mirror to the master. The rewards you get, is this a matter of course? So, everything has a cause and effect, and the situation on the Shura stage today can only be said to be that the junior brother is very lucky, so why are you talking about cheating and despicableness?" Zhou Hao didn't panic. Busily talking about it, it actually made the onlookers who were filled with righteous indignation speechless.

"Huh! Then why don't you say that the surnamed Meng has only joined the sect for more than a year. Where did he get the [-] spirit stones to buy the yin and yang mirrors? Didn't he find them from his father who was a general in the Eastern Wei Empire? So in the final analysis , It’s just the rich bullying the poor, where do you start with the fate you speak of?” Just as the other disciples were still immersed in Zhou Hao’s grandiose rhetoric of “deep fortune” and couldn’t escape, their minds were alert Chong Qiuhuang suddenly retorted coldly.

"Hahaha, the reincarnation of the six realms determines the next life! If it wasn't for the little brother who did good deeds and accumulated virtue in the previous life, how could he be reborn in a wealthy family? What's wrong with the previous life and the present life?" Zhou Hao laughed loudly, his face full of disdain, as if It's like mocking Chong Qiuhuang's ignorance.

"Hey! The cause of the past life, the result of the present life?" These words passed by the young man's ears, like a huge curse, lingering in his heart, and he couldn't let go of it for a long time.

If according to this statement, he was abandoned by his parents since he was born, and he was lonely for more than ten years... All of these are the sins of his own past life that he has no memory of?

But if this is the case, then what is there to do in the hell realm?What is the 10 years of suffering that Defying the Sky Xing endured in the Incessant Hell?

On the Shura stage, Li Daimei was drenched in blood, but still kept punching.

The armored corpse's body seemed to be cast from molten iron, and her Yingri magic fist infused with the power of the sun could only leave shallow fist marks on it, but could not penetrate and destroy them.

And that high-ranking pawn really came and went like a ghost, leaving shocking claw marks on the stubborn girl.

However, in a mere ten breaths of effort, Li Daimei's ponytail fell apart, her face was hurt, and the military uniform on her body was also scratched to rags, revealing her scarred skin.

But even so, she didn't have the slightest intention of backing down or admitting defeat. Her watery black eyes were full of fierceness in a bloody battle to the end, like a wounded beast, more ferocious and dangerous than usual!

"Haha!" A dragon's tail-swinging back-horse fist smashed the head of an iron-armored corpse, but the girl was also pinched by the high-level ghost soldier and three other iron-armored corpses, and her ribs and waist were injured. Incomparably tragic heavy damage!

"Stop!" The black and thin young man under the stage suddenly shouted softly, jumped onto the Shura platform, and blocked the stubborn girl.

"Jiang'an? You're back?" Meng Tianxiang was stunned.

"This is the early assessment of the sect's inner disciples. Why are you here?" Similarly, with so much confidence in him, he became arrogant again.

"She's hurt like this, why don't you let her go?" The dark and thin boy's eyes were flickering with a dark and unclear flame, just like his complicated mood at the moment.

"Ha, do you like this wild girl who doesn't know etiquette?" Meng Tianxiang raised the corner of his mouth and laughed loudly, "That's right, a bastard like you who has no father and no mother is indeed only worthy of this kind of girl." Se!"

"I don't quite understand what you're talking about." Jiang'an's expression was indifferent, and a restrained murderous look condensed from his eyes.

"Many years ago, I was besieged and bullied by many people like her... At that time, I really hoped that someone would suddenly appear and stand in front of me."

"With me here, you can't hurt her!"

ps: before 12 o'clock~