The python will not show mercy and gradually devour them.

It's over.

Li Mubai moved his muscles and bones. When he turned around, he saw the one-eyed dragon hiding in a garbage can, shivering.

"Come out!" Li Mubai scolded.

"Uncle, spare your life...... Spare your life!" the one-eyed dragon shuddered.

"Take me out of here. Li Mubai glanced at him and said, "Spare you from dying!"

"Yes, yes!" the one-eyed dragon heard and hurriedly got out of the trash can.

On the wooden boat, the boatman is still there. The one-eyed dragon hurriedly invited Li Mubai to the cabin, his eyes were terrified, he didn't dare to stand up and talk to Li Mubai from beginning to end, every time he spoke, he bowed down, and he almost knelt down to speak.

"How long does it take to smuggle from here to China?" asked Li Mubai.

"We will set off from the waterway, and there will be no trouble along the way!" the one-eyed dragon replied tremblingly: "It will only take about three or five hours, and after arriving in China, someone will answer." So, don't worry, sir. ”

"Okay!" Li Mubai nodded and said, "I'm resting inside, don't disturb me!"

"Yes, yes!" the one-eyed dragon nodded, eager to get out of here.

Exiting from the cabin, a phrase came from the cabin: "If you dare to have two hearts, you will surely die!"

"Don't dare, sir!" the one-eyed dragon hurriedly knelt on the deck, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

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Kyoto.

Kokushukan.

The reputation of the Guoshu Pavilion in the country is very large, mainly due to his geographical location, coupled with his ability to survive at the feet of the Son of Heaven. Moreover, there is an existence of a Heavenly Dao master in the National Art Pavilion. This Heavenly Dao master was the most powerful figure in the National Art Pavilion.

Inside a secret room in the Kokushu Museum.

A white-haired old man sat cross-legged, he had been sitting for half a year, and he had been seeking the final breakthrough all the time for half a year. How difficult it is for the Heavenly Dao Sect Master to break through to the Infinite Realm. This is the second time in his life that he has sought a breakthrough. If you can't do it in one fell swoop, you can only admit defeat.

"Could it be...... Do I really have to resign myself to my fate?" the old man closed his eyes and clenched his hands into fists.

To accept fate, or not to accept fate?

"No!" The old man shook his head, his hesitant expression showed a firm expression, and said, "My fate is up to me, I can't help it, if you want me to accept my fate, how is it possible?!"

Break through the last bottleneck and break the shackles of the Heavenly Dao to yourself.

Bang!

A wave of qi in his body suddenly poured out, and immediately rushed in all directions, exploding like a tidal wave.

Once!

Twice......

Countless ......

The power gathers again and again, and dissipates again and again.

Puff......

The old man spat out a mouthful of blood, and the martial arts power gathered in his body suddenly dispersed. A mouthful of black blood spat out of his mouth.

"Failed again!" the old man gritted his teeth.

Hate!

I hate why I didn't break through like the sky. After 28 years in the Arctic Ice Field, he broke through the shackles of the Heavenly Dao and successfully stepped into the Taiji Realm. I have also been in retreat in this secret room for 20 years, why can't I break through happily?

If we can't break through again, I'm afraid the limit is coming. If you can't make a smooth breakthrough, I'm afraid you'll have to sit here.

"Want to break through?" a voice came slowly.

"Who are you?" asked the old man.

"Someone who can give you strength. The voice was closer.

"Strength!" the old man's eyes were full of yearning.

"Yes!" a dark shadow stepped out of the darkness.

"You ......," the old man was startled, and said, "How did you get out?"

"There's nowhere to stop me!" the dark shadow sneered.

The old man suddenly had an indescribable feeling about this mysterious figure who suddenly appeared, and he asked, "How can I gain power?"

"Eat him!" the shadow pulled out an elixir.

The old man took the elixir, hesitated, and faced a very strange elixir with a mysterious origin, a purple elixir, emitting a foul smell and a strange light. Something was wrong with the old man.

Bang!

The black shadow raised his right hand, and a wave of qi directly slapped the pill into his mouth.

"Hmm......" The old man was startled and said, "What kind of elixir is this?"

"Dementor Pill. The black shadow smiled.

"Who are you?" The old man suddenly felt his hands and feet stiffen, as if his soul was imprisoned. A body that has lost its soul is like a body that has been controlled by ALS. He gritted his teeth and tried to get up, but several attempts failed.

"Swallow the Dementor Pill, and your soul will be able to merge with me completely!" the Black Shadow smiled.

"Who the hell are you?" asked the old man through gritted teeth.

The black cloth came out and uncovered the black cloth on his face.

"Yes......" The old man shuddered, how could he not recognize that face, he said hard: "Li ...... Li Mu ......"

At this, he was speechless all of a sudden.

The soul is trapped, and although he is conscious, he eventually becomes like an ALS patient, and eventually loses consciousness in his body. It's like a person's soul is encased in a shell, and he can only watch himself die and go to the grave.

A strange smile appeared on Li Mubai's hideous face, and he walked over slowly.

Holding the old man's Heavenly Spirit Cover in his right hand, he pulled out a ray of light from his body.

The old man's eyes widened helplessly, watching his soul being drained away, and he tried to make a sound out of his mouth: "No ......"

It was his last voice and his last words.

After 20 years of hard retreat, he once made other people's clothes.

Li Mubai opened his mouth and swallowed this soul. By swallowing this powerful soul, Li Mubai's strength would be able to recover to its peak. In the battle with the holy monk, Li Mubai was hit hard, although he swallowed a lot of souls, but his strength never recovered. The aura on the earth is already very thin, and it seems to be a little difficult to heal itself. For the demon clan, only the continuous devouring of souls, especially powerful souls, is very important for his recovery from injuries.

This time he returned to the National Art Museum, which was one of the purposes of his return to China. After that, it was to find Guo Yi for revenge.

The revenge plan has never dared to forget.

Swallow the soul of the mysterious old man of the National Art Pavilion and completely restore his strength to the peak. Then completely control the National Art Pavilion, and use the base of the National Art Pavilion to launch a crazy revenge on Guo Yi. This is Li Mubai's revenge plan.

"Who?"

At the door of the secret basement, the two disciples guarding the door hurriedly shouted.

Li Mubai walked out of it.

"Li Mubai?" The two disciples knew Li Mubai, and Li Mubai stayed in the Guoshu Pavilion for a while. Everyone still has some impressions of him. It's just that what people can't figure out is how Li Mubai could come out of the old sect master's retreat.

(End of chapter)