Cui Buer lowered his head to find him and asked: "Qiu Xiangshi, you are the amazing Prime Minister in Mai, the most proficient in reading physiognomy and touching the bones. Take a look at what the skin looks like and what the bones are."

Like?"

"The skin is the skin of an immortal immortal! The bones are the bones of a zombie!" Qiu Xiangshi said with a pale face: "This skin is wrapped with bones, and the bones are drilled into the skin, and you are a truly immortal immortal!"

"Immortal?" Cui Buer stared at him.

Qiu Xiangshi's mouth twitched and he did not dare to speak again.

Cui Buer murmured: "Immortal? I'm afraid he's a demon! The Sixth Patriarch of the gangster sect has such an origin, hehe! Master Taoist, I have approved the disaster list for so many gangsters in the north and south of Zhigu, but there is no such thing.

It turns out that their Sixth Patriarch is a living dead!"

"Interesting, really interesting!"

"The leader of the Xuanzhen Sect is even more interesting. He doesn't care about the gangsters' territory, he cares about the six living dead! He single-handedly created the Holy Land of Immortality. It's amazing! It's amazing! Such a person says he's just an elixir.

Realm, not even a baby..."

Chang Yan and Li Jin'ao who were mixed together over there finally separated!

She integrated all the golden bones into her body, transforming from a skinny and thin person who could not be identified as a woman, to a fat man.

She stepped onto the copper scale step by step, but heard the scale sink and make an overwhelming muffled sound.

"Three thousand pounds!"

Chang Yan said calmly: "My bones and flesh total three thousand kilograms. The bones are the immortal bones of a zombie, and the flesh is the immortal flesh of Tai Sui."

Li Jin'ao was a puddle of skin and flesh mixed with copper and iron slag, but he was still breathing. However, the Jin Patriarch in his body was eaten by Chang Yan in one bite.

Chang Yan looked at him and nodded: "He is a man! I gave him thirty kilograms of Tai Sui's flesh and blood, and he can still live!"

After she finished pushing the crow, she reached out and took out a piece of intestine from her mouth, stuffed it back into the crow's hand, and then led a group of crows from the Xuanzhen cult to look at the colorless people on the Drum Tower and said: "Tomorrow at You time, by the Sancha River

, the red ship comes again, let’s compete for the second time. This time, it’s better than pulling fiber!”

"Ghost Ship Slimming!"

Having said that, regardless of the practitioners from various sects who were either paralyzed on the ground or fighting between two groups, a group of Xuanzhen believers displayed their black flags and disappeared without a trace.

There will be another chapter later
Chapter completed!