I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 130

"I wrote it down, I haven't committed it ten times."

When Zhou Yi heard Zhang Cheng's reminder, he quickly took out the jade slip and recorded that he had broken alcohol today.

——On the third day of June in the fifty-fifth year, I was in a good mood when I listened to the song "Daisy in the Dragon Palace" at the Chunfeng Tower today.

The jade slip is a diary of alcohol withdrawal. Serious people shouldn't keep a diary. They can only make an exception in order to stop drinking.

——May 18th, today, I made a piece of clothing for the first time, and drank once for encouragement.

——The Chunfeng Tower was booked by a group of old guys again, but he was angry and comfortable drinking.

——Designed a new style of clothing by myself and made an exception for drinking as a nostalgia.

——Nothing happened today, make an exception to drink alcohol as a pastime...

Since deciding to quit drinking, Zhou Yi made a record every time he made an exception to drink alcohol as a warning.

From the May 15th Dragon King Banquet to the present, over a dozen days, a total of eight diaries have been recorded.

When I wrote a diary for the first time, Zhou Yi discovered that there were so many things every day, and the previous ten years had been too rough.

At midnight.

The tormentor had a hard day, ate and drank enough, and fell asleep.

In the dark prison, the roar is particularly clear in the middle of the night.

"Song Youcai", Zhou Yi's clone, snored evenly when sleeping, and the sound of sleeping together one after another.

A black shadow appeared at the door, walking silently, his eyes flashing red in the darkness.

He chose "Song Youcai" who was closest to the door, lying on his neck, with sharp fangs penetrating the skin.

puff!

The air leak sounded, "Song Youcai" turned into a strand of hair.

The black shadow was dumbfounded for a moment, and couldn't understand the reason, so he turned to the tormentor on the side.

Before he could swallow his anger, another person appeared at the door, and he waved his hand to fix the black shadow in place.

Zhou Yi appeared on the 2nd, carrying a black shadow to an empty cell, waving mana to illuminate it.

Hei Ying is a tormentor with the letter A, named Yang Shitou. Now his eyes have become bloodshot, and his mouth full of teeth has turned into fangs.

"It's the evil corpse again. It has not swallowed the spirit of the monster in prison, and its strength is only the third rank."

Zhou Yi flicked his finger, the sword light slashed, and the evil corpse turned into two pieces.

hiss--

The evil corpse didn't feel pain and let out an unconscious roar.

The broken lower body shattered suddenly, turned into pure evil spirits, and merged into the upper body.

At the break of the body, strands of granulation sprouted, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The evil spirits and resentment accumulated in the big prison continued to pour into the evil spirit's corpse and become the nourishment for its recovery.

Zhou Yi became interested. If he remembered correctly, the last time the evil corpse was caught, his legs became intact.

After carefully sensing its physical body's recovery and changes, it was discovered that the evil corpse, which looked like a human body, had long lost its physical characteristics.

The internal organs, the meridian qi and blood have disappeared, and there is "qi" in the Sha's corpse. Just keep absorbing the qi, even if only the head is left, it can gradually recover.

"It's no wonder that if you breathe in the air, you can break through continuously, the spirit shame has completely assimilated the body, the so-called shame corpse is completely condensed from the air."

"A mere lower third rank has the talent that many upper third rank monks envy!"

The fire in Zhou Yi's hand flickered, and the evil corpse was burned away in a flash.

No matter how strong the recovery ability is, there are limits. After the ashes are wiped out, only a wisp of pure spirit evil remains, falling into Zhou Yi's palm.

Lingsha is colorless and transparent, like a ray of air in the middle of the week, if it is imprisoned by illegal force, it will drift away with the wind, and the next lucky person will be randomly selected.

The pages of the demon illustration book were turned, and more than one hundred pages of illustration book were lighted up.

After turning countless pages, the Evil Corpse Yang Stone Illustrated Book lit up, rewarding an exorcism charm.

The talisman seal rewarded by the lower third demons is not as effective as Zhouyi's self-made.

"two……"

Zhou Yi murmured to himself, the 100-odd pages of the illustrated book were dark, and even the magical beasts could not see their original features.

The White Lotus Evil Buddha that is about to be resurrected is only a dozen pages ahead of this picture book.

The memory of the evil corpse emerged. In the first half, he was farming and starving, and he was hungry when he was farming, and then he became a refugee and entered the torture room.

Today beheaded a C-character prison rat demon, and when it was thrown into the demon refining cave, the spirit demon that floated from the ground was possessed.

"The underground of the Demon Refining Cave is related to the invisible monster!"

Zhou Yi frowned slightly, thinking that the refining cave was for alchemy or refining, and the greatest effect was nothing more than life extension or breakthrough.

The change in the demon illustration book was beyond Zhou Yi's expectations, and even a demon similar to the evil Buddha was hidden.

The White Lotus Evil Buddha seems to be inferior to the Snake Immortal Willow's horizontal eyebrow strength, but in fact it is far more powerful than the Snake Immortal in the Demon's Illustrated Book.

"The Demon Slayer Division was built by Emperor Guangming, what is the secret!"

Zhou Yi shook his head, waved his hand to clean up the traces, returned to the room where the clone was, and continued to sleep.

The clone destroyed by the evil corpse can be refilled tomorrow.

At this time, in the great prison, there were the eight avatars of Zhouyi, who were diligent in slaying demons and eliminating demons every day to increase their Taoism.

White Lotus Evil Buddha, White Lotus Madonna, Liubo Longjun, Golden Wing Roc...

There were a lot of monsters that Zhouyi directly and indirectly had enemies, and they were even more difficult to deal with.

Early the next morning.

The avatar of Zhou Yi was asleep, and suddenly heard footsteps in the prison.

At this time, the outside world was not dawn, and it was definitely not a rotating lieutenant, or a demon was out of trouble, or an outsider came in.

It turned into a escape light and disappeared, and quickly approached following the sound of footsteps, and saw a familiar figure.

Li Mu.

Wearing the black clothes of the small official of the Ministry of Affairs, with joy on his face, he quickly walked to the depths of the prison.

Until prison number A, Li Mu opened the prison door and entered it.

Prison A is not necessarily opened once a year, and Prison No. 1 has never been used. Legend has it that only the Pinnacle Grade 1 is eligible to enter Prison A.

Zhou Yi shook his body, turned into a strand of hair, and drifted into the cell with the wind.

I saw Li Mu planted more than a dozen array flags in the cell, pressed dozens of spirit stones, and finally chanted a spell, and his true energy urged the array.

There is no gap in the ground, and a black hole is slowly opened, leading directly to the unknown bottom.

Li Mu leaped into the hole, not finding a strand of black hair, and entered it with him.

After falling for more than ten breaths, Li Mu finally reached the ground, and Li Mu took out the glowstone to illuminate it.

There is another black hole ahead~www.mtlnovel.com~ moving forward slowly, and after a while it is brilliantly bright.

The golden light in front was gleaming, colorful flashes, countless formations, overlapping prohibitions, and it was the refining cave or the bottom of the refining cave.

Li Mu took out various array flags, array plates, and array images from his body.

Step into the formation step by step according to the mysterious footwork.

The aura of the formation flickered, sometimes gathering the flames of the gods, and sometimes trembling in the void, any single blow could wipe out Li Mu ashes.

Li Mu was obviously extremely nervous, sweating on his forehead, his fingers kept counting, and he was muttering words.

Zhou Yi's hair didn't follow up. After all, the formation was different from the outside. Even if you followed Li Mu's same pace, it might cause changes in the formation.

Li Mulei accidentally killed him, and who could crack the great prison formation silently.

At this time, how could Zhou Yi not know that Li Mu, a side branch of the royal family, had absolutely different identities.

Chapter end