Pick up a deity to cultivate a subject

Under the sea of ​​clouds, layers of fog obstructed the line of sight, unable to see the surroundings clearly, unable to distinguish the direction, and the speed of the fall was very fast. Hua Shiqi thought that he would be thrown to death, but it turned out that his thinking was too simple.

In the world of comprehension, monks can prolong their lifespan and keep their face youthful. Above monks are loose immortals. Immortals can call wind and rain, but their longevity is comparable to the sky, but they are not considered powerful.Above the immortals, the gods occupy 33 places, below the way of heaven, above all things in the world.

The upper god is no more than a demigod. After crossing the catastrophe, he is just a god. He enjoys the great fortune of the heavens.

Hua Shiqi was safe and sound, his robes were not stained with dust, and the moment he landed, under the heavens, fate irresistibly protected him, and did not allow the noble god to step on the earth full of mortal dust, Hua Shiqi lay curled up there, The complexion was too rosy, the instinct of the body was almost crazily clamoring, but it could not be vented, the broken moans overflowed from the lips uncontrollably, Hua Shiqi resisted the numbness of his body, his mind was no longer clear, At the moment of becoming a god, the five senses return, and they are very sensitive. The poison of green iron is mixed with the desire of dragon blood. Either of these two feelings is extremely tormenting.

Forced to stand up, Hua Shiqi could no longer care about Hua Zhijun, his blood could no longer feed the child, and the bones were buried in the barren hills, Hua Shiqi struggled step by step towards the cave not far away He knew what his body was longing for, but it was precisely because he knew that he wanted to leave. If someone found out, no matter who touched him, he would be unable to hold himself back. His remaining rationality told him that it would be terrible. matter.

The flowers bloomed at both ends, each showing a branch. The movement of Pavilion 32 alarmed Jiuyou Pavilion. For a while, Pavilion 72 was brightly lit, but no disciples from other pavilions went to Pavilion 32 to check. In the darkness, nine huge heads spit out water and fire, and the burned and flooded 32 pavilions have already become ruins. Who would be so short-sighted to die.

"The disciples in the clan obey the order and are forbidden to approach the 32 pavilions. Those who disobey the order will have their cultivation base abolished and expelled from the clan!"

Hua Elegy had a fight with that young man, she didn't get any benefit under the scythe, but she bought more time for that one, seeing Chu Ci shuttled between Jiuying's nine heads, Hua Elegy swung her sleeves and turned around , the cold voice resounded through Pavilion 72. I think the whole cultivation world will know that Jiuyou Pavilion was burned tomorrow. The rumors will be very lively, but those have nothing to do with her. After tonight, Jiuyou Pavilion will have nothing to do with her How much does it matter.

"The remnants of mountains and seas dare to be arrogant!"

With that said, Linyao strolled over. The ancient beasts were well-deserved. Even Chu Ci could only contain them, but could not kill them. Linyao narrowed her eyes, thinking of some bad memories. It's really lingering!

"But anyway, beheading you is not a waste of effort, even if you get involved in this karma, it is worth it!"

As Linyao said, she raised her right hand and slowly lowered it. With one click, this huge monster will be wiped out. Presumably this gift will be liked!

"Sinister! Leave your post without authorization, hurt innocent people, and come back quickly to be punished!"

A warm voice scolded majesticly, Lin Yao felt it was a pity, and the murderous intent faded from his eyes. Among the Kyushu, the mountains and seas are not easy to mess with, even the Dao of Heaven is unwilling to touch it head-on.

"Go back, thank you for your hard work this time!"

Linyao watched Jiuying tear apart the space and return to the mountain and sea world. Although he was unwilling, he did not pursue it. He put his hands into his sleeves. He was not used to this place after staying for too long in 33 days.

"..."

Chu Ci walked away behind Linyao. His eyes were calm and he didn't know what he was thinking. He clenched his hands in his sleeves. If he was stronger, his highness would not be contaminated by karma. He was wrong!

"If there is anything wrong with Seventeen, I will definitely not let that woman go!"

Hua Feiqing's folding fan was stained with blood, and the Hua family's children who were seriously injured under his hands all saw blood, and their hearts became more and more irritable. He has his heart, but he also knows that Hua Wenhai must not be left alone at this time. Only when they are brothers together can they break through, and the rest is just empty talk.

"Seventeen's luck is better than yours and mine, and it will save the day."

Hua Wenhai said a word of comfort, not only for Hua Feiqing, but also for himself. Now that he is in a dilemma, he can't give up all his previous efforts, otherwise everything will be meaningless.

A town was massacred silently. The death scythe was full of blood and undead souls. The young man trampled on a man's neck hard. The force was so strong that even the skin was torn apart. His fingertips gently stroked the sickle, and the blood The taste made his taste buds twitch, and his blood-stained fingertips touched his lips, barely suppressing the clamor in his body.

"Flower Elegy, soulless man, it's getting more and more interesting!"

The young man remembered the strangeness of Hua Elegy, and his smile was extraordinarily bright. He accidentally stepped on and broke several necks. The sound of bones breaking was very pleasant, and he liked it very much.

In the cave, Hua Shiqi's face was full of spring, his forehead was covered with thin sweat, his clothes had already been scratched to pieces by him, and the hoarse moans of pain were enough to make people blush, he was trembling violently, and his spirit was extremely tense , The slightest disturbance made him feel uneasy.

When the dark black robe came into his eyes, Hua Shiqi had already made countless cuts on his body with the stones he picked up casually, each of which was deep enough to see the bone, pain was the only way he could suppress his desire .

"Seventeen, is that you?"

The familiar voice came at an inopportune time. Hua Shiqi smashed the stone in his hand hard, hugged himself facing the wall, and buried his head in the shadow. He remembered this person, and this was really an unhappy reunion.

"Get out! Don't come in, get out!"

There was a burning pain in his throat. Hua Shiqi shouted with all his strength, not much louder than the cub's voice. The person who came came paused, as if hesitating, and heard the sound of bones breaking, a muffled sound. After humming, there was no more sound in the cave, and he strode to Hua Shiqi's side, only then did he see that the wounds all over his body were bleeding continuously, and the little finger of his left hand was pinched to pieces, the severe pain made Hua Shiqi's breathing change. In order not to lose his mind, he actually crushed his fingers. Although the god is not dead, it will still hurt!

"Seventeen, I'm Zongying, I'm here to pick you up."

After finishing the sentence, already feeling choked up, Hua Zangying knelt down and stretched out her hand tremblingly...