Journey to the heavens starting from the fox demon

"Damn it, boss, did you hear, there are unexpected rewards!"

The beak beast was shocked. For Wang Yu's housekeeper Xiaoshou, it was a fatal temptation.

"heard it."

Wang Yu didn't expect that Tu Shan Rongrong would offer such a condition.

As a cultivator who likes to eat delicious food, this is a conspiracy.

"Xiao Lan, do you still remember the doll I gave you?" Wang Yu asked.

The beaked beast nodded: "Remember, it's the one that looks like it needs a beating. I swallowed it."

The corner of Wang Yu's mouth twitched: "Can you still spit it out completely?"

The beaked beast nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

"Go, throw that doll among the blood corpses. They stand a little scattered. I want to make sure that I will go down with a sword and leave no one alive."

"No problem, leave it to me, boss."

The beaked beast opened its big mouth suddenly, stretched its hands in, and took out a fat tiger doll as tall as a man from it after a while.

Grab the fat tiger and fly to a high place.

The black beak beast shouted at the blood dragon: "Hey, grandson on the other side, I have disliked you for a long time. Today, I will eliminate harm for the people."

The blood dragon's face darkened, and he was choked up by the grandson of the Ebeak beast.

The blood dragon was not given time to react.

The beaked beast grabbed the fat tiger and threw it into the crowd of blood corpses.

Fat Tiger drew a graceful arc in the air.

When it landed, Fat Tiger was like a tumbler, and at the same time, the eyes of the doll emitted a strange light.

A middle finger of the doll is facing them, as if mocking them.

Seeing this gesture, the blood dragon fell silent.

Time seemed to be frozen, and the quiet blood dragon stared straight at the fat tiger doll.

At this moment, a kind of anger rose in Xuelong's heart.

He saw a strong mockery on the doll.

It's so annoying that a doll dares to taunt him.

For some reason, the blood dragon was inexplicably angry when he saw Fat Tiger's unbeaten face.

Fat Tiger Doll: "You—come here!"

"Wow! I'm so mad!"

The more he looked at the blood dragon who was getting more and more angry, he felt that he couldn't bear it anymore.

And the blood corpses kept roaring in place as if they hadn't seen it.

Fat Tiger Doll: "..."

It never thought that these creatures would not be under his control.

You are challenging me, Fat Tiger!

As a professional beating doll, it absolutely does not allow anyone who does not want to beat it.

Could it be that they can't understand its international gesture?

Are you all blind?

The fat tiger doll imitated the cry of the blood corpse.

"Oh~ (Come here!)"

As expected, the blood corpses stopped screaming, and looked at the Fat Tiger doll with empty eye sockets.

Yes, this is very fat tiger.

As a professional, the fat tiger doll has all the languages ​​of the heavens and the world in its mind.

Just to let the other party understand that sentence.

"Come here!"

Blood Corpse Armor: "Is there someone of the same kind there?"

Blood Corpse B: "It seems to be letting us pass."

Blood Corpse C: "It feels like he is mocking us."

Blood Corpse Ding: "I have a bad temper, brothers, do it!"

"Ow ooh..."

All of a sudden, the blood corpses rushed towards the Fat Tiger doll like crazy.

Fat Tiger Doll: "Oh~ (Come here!)"

"This... what's going on? Is the blood corpse crazy?"

Second senior brother's mace is already in place.

Just when everyone is confused.

Suddenly, the sky darkened.

A cyan sword intent as big as Ultraman descended from the sky, as if carrying the power of heaven and earth, suppressing all forces.

Before the sword intent arrived, the blood corpses below were beheaded by countless sword qi.

Only the fat tiger doll and the blood dragon are left struggling to support.

The fat tiger doll pointed its middle finger at the blood dragon: "Come here!"

The blood dragon, who was almost scared out of his wits by the terrifying sword intent on his head, originally planned to use blood escape to escape.

There was that silent, low-pitched voice.