Chapter 153: The punishment of the law of smuggling (1)

The entire six worlds is just a farm that provides the seal for the so-called 'six-story enchantment'?
Chu Tian’s heart is empty, and there is no such thing as a taste.
He looked at the three young men with empty eyes, and he lost his soul for a long time.
The three young people smiled very arrogantly, with a smug, arrogant, high-spirited majesty, and a very reserved smile: "As in the past, from the other six enchantments, I came to the town. The lucky one of the magic hall is the same. He won't, and because the blow is too heavy, is it crazy?"
Retracting the long Ge on the neck of Chutian, the young man shook his head gently, and comforted Chutian with a kind of alms and pity: "Where mortal, want to open a little, in all six enchantments Among the mortal mortals, you are the most extraordinary one. Although it is an ant, it is the strongest one."
The young man looked at Chutian and said indifferently: "You can overcome those difficulties and come to the town magic hall. This proves your value. Compared with other mortals who are destined to perish forever, there will be a slight gloom in front of you. The light is waiting for you."
The three youths also showed a sneer at the same time.
Obviously, the so-called faint light in front of them is not something that is worth looking forward to.
"Now, tell us what happened here?" The young man was very reserved and asked Chutian.
Chu Tian took a deep breath, and he forcibly converges on the complicated mood. He said: "Isn't the three people noticed the situation in the hall? And this messy thing... a golden figure from the main hall In the middle, he broke the hall and opened it..."
Chu Tian pointed to the black void that was disintegrating at the top of his head. He smiled bitterly: "What should this be called? Scorpio? Sky? Or, does it have other, more precise titles?"
The three youths turned and looked at the mess and collapsed the majority of the hall.
They saw the golden circle that was still shining in the hall, and saw the body of the sacred glass that floated on the carrier in the oil pan, and saw the light column that was faint in the center of the hall, empty, There is no one in the shadows and ghosts.
"Escape." A young man whispered: "It’s damn, why is it when we are on duty?"
"It doesn't matter!" Another young young man smirked: "If you pursue it, you will not be able to pursue us. Who knows when he fled? Well, in short, we can't blame us."
"Check it out first, who is the one who suppresses it here." The young man who had just threatened Chutian with Chang Ge said: "If it is a less important person, if it is... too important, how much should be cleaned up? ""
The three people have been together for a while, and for a while, Chu Tian has heard and understood.
He is still trying to figure out what is happening in front of him.
The world to which they belong is arranged by some people to suppress the enchantment of the so-called 'magic'? The six blood sacrifices are to supplement the blood of this seal enchantment on time and provide the power of seals?
These three people call themselves ‘the punishment of the day’. They are the people responsible for patrolling these seals and enchantments?
'Curse'?
Oh, they represent ‘day’?
Of course, from the point of view of the sales, the three of them tend to be perfect, no matter whether they are looks, figure or words and deeds, they can't pick any flaws. And their strength is so strong that Chu Tian has no resistance, they must be born in an extremely powerful force!
A loud bang of 咚咚, the void suddenly broke a huge rounded gap. Countless thunder slammed down from the gap, and the sly fell on the platform, swaying a large fire and countless thunder.
In the thunderstorm, eight consecutive vehicles were also screamed by two chariots of snow and dragons, and they quickly landed on the platform. Each of the three chariots was equally handsome, tall and well-promulgated. The youth who were faint, they jumped out of the chariot and quickly joined together with the first three youths.
The group of people went to the hall where most of the collapsed collapsed for a while. The first three youths sometimes said words such as 'Golden Shadow' and 'Breakdown of Enchantment'. Those later youths looked at Chu Tian from time to time, and their eyes were full of curiosity.
It was a kind of curiosity that made Chutian very uncomfortable. It was like a group of scorpions who had enough to eat and drink. Suddenly they saw a rare breed of hound. It was a kind of high-spirited high-level creature overlooking pets. Chutian even saw a hint of coveted and greedy from their gaze.
‘hard bones’, ‘the vitality is really stubborn’, ‘what should be a good price’!
Chu Tian’s mouth smashed, and he heard some extremely bad information from the whispers of these young people. He struggled to climb up from the ground, step by step to the side of the mouse who was stunned by the golden figure, and carefully took the mouse and put him in the animal skin around his waist.
The eyes of those young people quickly concentrated on the mouse.
Chutian suddenly felt that the temperature of the air near his hands was rising, not an illusion, but the place where these young people’s eyes converge. One tyrannical force is inexplicably concentrated. Their eyes are like the essence. Chutian’s palm is even burned. A few blisters came out.
The eyes gathered together swept away.
"A rat demon, repairing the body."
"Yes, the soul is weak and disordered, there is no equal, and the threshold of the lifeline is not touched."
"A mortal ant, a pet that is kept, is naturally a worm that is not as good as an ant."
Chu Tian’s body stunned a little, and he heard how familiar the words were - to live in peace and life!
Zi Yansheng told him that the so-called "humanity", "land products" and "tianpin" of the six worlds is a joke, especially the so-called 'Tianzun' in the realm of 'Tianpin'. A big joke.
The real realm of cultivation is to settle down and stand on the ground, and the better sacred masters of the six worlds, they may not even reach the perfect state of the most basic social practice.
In this way, these handsome, perfect people who are not as human as they are, can be beaten by a single person without the power to fight back. This is a matter of course. Perhaps they have completed the practice of establishing a lifeline?
Their souls are like glaze, not afraid of the sun, the skyfire, you can travel thousands of miles away from yourself, and there are magical powers that catch the stars and take the moon and the mountains. Even after their souls are perfected, Yangshou is a completely meaningless concept for them!
This is a terrible existence of a group of ‘God’ and ‘Imperial’!
No wonder they dare to call themselves ‘day penalty’!