Chapter 1085 Ancient Evil Spirit Pattern Formation!
Deng Mitian's words made Su Yuwei shudder.
She could clearly see that there were many desires in the eyes of the other person looking at her.
Su Yuwei took two steps back and said calmly, "I thank the city lord for it, but I am afraid that I cannot repay you!"
"There is no need to give back, just work hard to practice."
Deng Mitian withdrew his gaze and waved his hand, "Go down."
Su Yuwei nodded and walked out.
When she walked out of the hall and faced the sunshine opposite again, she realized that even in the extremely cold environment, she was still sweating in the back.
When facing Deng Mitian, that kind of fear and indescribable oppression always lingered in Su Yuwei's heart.
Outside, Grandma Wang's expression changed when she saw Su Yuwei coming out safely.
When she came over again, her expression was obviously much more respectful than before.
"Saint, I'll take you back."
Grandma Wang lowered her head, her face full of seriousness and awe.
Su Yuwei was keen to see the change in her speech and attitude.
She couldn't help but be surprised at this.
Although Grandma Wang, the previous one, was respectful, but it was more superficial. In fact, most of the time, the other party spoke to herself in a sarcastic tone.
But now, that feeling is gone!
Grandma Wang is really... very respectful!
Su Yuwei didn't know why.
Could it be that it is related to what Deng Mitian said?
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Inside Tianji City.
The old man was still sitting in front of the stall, looking very calm.
In the downtown area, many people came to visit other people's stalls, but his only ones were not!
However, the old man didn't care.
It was dark that day, and the practitioners around were all excited. When they were communicating today's harvest, the old man slowly put away his stall.
He rolled up his bag, carried it behind his back, and looked up at the tall loft.
Then, the whole person disappeared into the darkness.
"This old man is so strange..."
"It's been a month now, and I see he hasn't sold anything."
"Everyone can go to the city for at most one month, and he is afraid he will leave next."
Looking at the old man's back, a group of practitioners were talking and laughing.
The old man walked around the night and gradually walked under the tall attic.
At this time, another "puff" sound came from the attic.
In the darkness, this sound seems extremely harsh!
"nineteen."
The old man murmured to himself and said another number, "One is still missing, it's twenty, it should...just tonight!"
After saying that, his figure quickly approached the attic.
"Buzz!"
He was like lightning, and his whole body disappeared in the darkness. In a moment, he approached the attic.
The next moment, his body melted at an incredible speed.
When it was completely approaching the attic, a breeze had turned into.
"Um?"
In front of the attic, a parade frowned.
He walked forward a few steps, groped in the darkness, searched for a while, and returned to his original place.
"It's too sensitive, isn't it just a gust of wind?"
Next to him, another parade couldn't help but laugh.
"In special times, it's better to be cautious."
The parade turned his head and looked at the attic, laughing in a low voice, "This is already the 19th one, I can only say that the eldest young master's hobbies are indeed different from those of ordinary people. When tomorrow, we should go and find sex for the eldest young master again.
A new woman.”
"Shh, silence!"
The other person shook his head, "These things are not something you and I can discuss."
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In the attic.
Deng Feirong's mouth was outlined with a curve.
He looked at the nineteenth corpse that fell down in the formation in front of him, and the smile on his face became brighter, "There is another one, this formation can be activated. As long as the last one is completed, this force will
Let me...just advance to the next level!"
Deng Feirong, he used this evil spirit array recorded in ancient times to draw the essence and blood of nineteen women in succession.
With the last person left, he was able to complete the entire formation completely!
Then, the benefits obtained will be immeasurable!
As of now, if the formation can really be achieved, I will definitely be able to... continue to break through!
At least, breaking through the small holy realm and reaching the middle holy realm is not a problem.
One of the strong men in the Central Saint Realm is counted as one, and they are all real people!
Yongyezhou is now completely under the control of his father. The so-called holy places and aristocratic families are all waste and garbage, and there is no possibility of growth.
However, Deng Feirong never thought of relying on them.
Once this formation is successful, Deng Feirong is very clear that he has a high probability of entering the Central Saint Realm!
"This last position was originally intended to be left for you, Su Yuwei..."
Deng Feirong grinned, his expression became more and more arrogant, and his eyes were filled with a strong desire, "What a pity, it's a pity that you are a saint, and you are an important part of my acceptance of the inheritance of the saints in the future. No matter who I take action against,
You can't take action against you, your existence is very important to me!"
"But, I really like you so much, Su Yuwei!"
Deng Feirong screamed strangely, looking at her look, she seemed to want to go crazy, "I want to get you in my dreams! Su Yuwei!"
Behind Deng Feirong, a figure stood silently.
He appeared in this world, and a spiritual light shone out from his body.
He used the spiritual patterns to teleport to this world, silently without causing any air fluctuations.
Looking at Deng Feirong's back, a hint of disgust flashed through the old man's eyes.
Immediately afterwards, he suddenly took action, like lightning!
"Click!"
This palm directly slashed Deng Feirong's neck.
The strength is neither light nor heavy, it is enough to make him unconscious!
Deng Feirong's pupils flipped, and his whole body fell down like mud, and he lost consciousness.
"You are just trying to covet Xiao Yuwei and don't urinate and look at yourself. Is this qualified?"
The old man sneered and immediately spitted a mouthful of water on Deng Feirong's face, "If it weren't for your use, I'd cut off your head with a knife. Then, I'll hang it at the gate of the city, so that all the practitioners coming and going can take a look.
, the so-called chosen man, had a big scar on his head."
No matter how much I say, the old man has not forgotten his purpose of coming here this time.
He quickly took action and pulled out a woman whose mouth and nose were sealed by spiritual patterns from the cloth bag behind him.
The woman was even restricted from moving. Seeing the old man pulling herself out, her pupils were filled with horror.
"You do many evil things and die more."
The old man sneered, "I really want to send you this pair of dogs and men to hell with one knife. Unfortunately, he is still useful, but you... are useless!"
After saying that, the old man threw the woman into the formation.
Immediately, a sharp blade condensed, and without saying a word, it pierced her heart!
Blood flowed out of her heart and dripped to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, it was absorbed by the formation.