Chapter 187 Aftercare

The third volume of the seven-star mysterious demon suddenly rises

Chapter187 Aftercare

At the same time, a few miles away, Jiyang suddenly emerged from under the soil. His whole body was charred, and his hair suddenly rose, like a humanoid broom, exuding a strong burning smell all over his body. As soon as Jiyang drilled from the soil, his whole body lay on the ground like a dead pig and gasped for breath. A group of black smoke spewed out from its mouth one after another, or the smoke sprayed on the original small locomotive on the earth. At this time, Jiyang looked like a humanoid coke. Except for the two eye beads that were still bright, the rest of the place was completely black and could not be seen at all.

"Damn it! Damn, fortunately, your Uncle Jiyang ran fast enough, otherwise he would really be killed alive. He moved his hands and feet and grinned. The corners of Jiyang's black face cracked, revealing a big shiny plate teeth, shining in the sunlight.

"Hey, but at least I escaped." He barely straightened his body, sat on the ground, and looked at the thunder and roaring place not far away.

At the same time, he still grabbed the huge blue pearl in his hand and kept rubbing it. If it hadn't been for this pearl resisting most of the lightning that bombarded him at the critical moment, I'm afraid that even if he had laid that kind of backhand, he would definitely be bombarded by those menaceous thunder.

However, even with the protection of this thunder bead, Jiyang was still hit by half of his body by a thin hair lightning at the moment he sank into the ground, and then he was suddenly bombarded into this miserable appearance.

Although this appearance looks too miserable, with his strong body, except for a little paralysis, the inner house has not been hurt much. At most, it is a little shocking, and he will be fine after a few days of recuperation.

Once again, he sprayed seven or eight big dark smoke rings out in a row. Jiyang clapped his hands and got up from the ground, looking at the place where the thunder clouds were still rolling, showing a look of gloating from time to time.

"No knowledge kills people! Tut, that's a pure metal magic weapon. It's so big and the texture is so pure. How much thunder and lightning does it have to attract!!! No knowledge kills people!!" Jiyang grinned, casually patted the dark layer of dead skin on his body, dropped sparse black debris, and instantly dyed a clump of green weeds below into a pile of ashes. His colleagues laughed and kept laughing, as if there was no pain in the loss of the top-level magic weapon.

He took out a jade box and put away the thunder bead. Jiyang just stripped the pieces of cloth on his body, and made a light rain above his forehead with a small spell of water attribute and cleaned it well. Then he slowly took out a set of cyan gown and put it on his body.

Perhaps because of being struck by lightning, although Jiyang looked much better than before, the skin that reappeared in the body was faintly black, and there were some red spots in the black. In addition, the hair that was completely scorched by lightning was touched from the head when it was washed. Dry and quiet, resulting in the lack of grass above Jiyang's head, coupled with his rather strong figure, such a strange image looks like a big bear with hemorrhoids, which is extremely strange.

"This looks good." Just as Jiyang touched his bare forehead speechlessly, the old man's chuckle sounded faintly in his ear.

Hearing the words, Jiyang's two red eyes turned up fiercely, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly:

"Actually, I really want to give you a big white paper."

"What do you mean?" The soul is old.

"I have nothing to say to you!" Taking a deep breath, Jiyang's face suddenly showed a little resentment: "Hun Lao, those are two monks in the Qi period. You let me, a little guy in the late stage of gas refining, calmly say nothing in the face of them all his life. I'm convinced of you. If it hadn't been for the fact that the boy was still a little clever, and these two idiots were not very smart, I'm afraid you really need to find another person to restore your body.

"Hey, little doll, you are very angry. Forget it, I won't compare with your little guy. If it hadn't been for you to have this kind of training between life and death, you would never have become a talent. Instead of letting you face the test of Danshi at the same time in the future, it would be better to let you face the two little guys in the Qi period now. Well, if you can't consume your spiritual power, there will be an old man next to deal with it for you. The old soul's voice paused, and then added, "Let me keep that ghost gourd."

Jiyang, who was still a little touched, immediately rolled his eyes again as soon as he heard the following sentence.

Then casually threw the belt with the corpse puppet on the ground: "You always get rid of it. Since that man is my enemy, don't give him any chance. Unexpectedly, there is only one person who will know and is hostile to him in the next time."

As soon as the corpse puppet fell to the ground, it moved its hand bones and spew out a few mouthfuls of dark green corpses with a miserable smile: "I still know how to deal with this kind of debris. Now, your boy is waiting here."

After saying that, a large green cloud suddenly floated out and flew away in an instant. Jiyang's face flashed and looked at the place where the power of thunder was gradually declining, and he was silent.

In this way, after a meal, the voice of Thunder gradually subsided. After half an hour, the sound around him completely disappeared. It was not until this time that Jiyang gently patted the clean corners of his clothes and walked to the place where the thunder clouds dissipated with a smile.

After looking around with a pair of copper ox eyes and looking around for a while, Jiyang suddenly patted his bare forehead as if he remembered something:

"Damn it, the power of thunder is so powerful that even the scum is not left." At this time, Jiyang felt quite speechless to ask the sky, the storage bag of a monk in the chemical period! It's still a storage bag for the gasage monk who specializes in robbery!! It was so gone under countless thunders.

At this time, the place originally covered by thunder clouds was already bare, showing an unusually strange white, emitting smoke, which was really smoother than his current forehead.

sighed carelessly, and Jiyang sat directly on the ground and became speechless, looking very depressed.

After a while, the corpse puppet came with thick dark green clouds and threw a black storage bag to Jiyang. The thumb-sized body jumped out of the spirit cover of the corpse puppet and jumped into the ancient jade in Jiyang's arms with two funny mustaches. Lost, he didn't say a word from beginning to end, which made Jiyang, who was usually used to listening to this old nagging, a little unaccustomed to it.

However, since the soul old man had nothing to say, Jiyang shrugged his shoulders slightly and didn't want to ask more about anything. Since he even took the storage bag, the man must have been killed.

Since everything has been solved, Jiyang naturally doesn't want to stay here. He looks at the next direction and then flips into the air and gradually disappears far away.

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