The God of Sky & Earth

Ling Qianxue proudly stands on the chest, violently ups and downs, Su Yi can clearly feel the sincerity and fear of Ling Qianxue!

From the arrangement of the stone chamber statues and the posture in front of the eyes, I and Ling Qianxue really broke into the genus of the genus.

After a few interest, Ling Ling heard the Ling Qianxue, the sound was still cold, but the face had a little ease, and the eyes flashed a faint lacquer wound.

"Is there only one person left?"

I remembered the nine-death cat demon family, and was killed by the butchers. Ling Qianxue suddenly clenched his fists, and the misty and misty faces on the beautiful faces.

"The ancestors of the ancestors, the nine-death cat demon family all... all ruined."

The sound of Lingbi sounds sinking, and the faint gaze reveals a chilly, eyes closed, as if recalling the past.

"The nine-life cat demon is one of my nine spirits, and now the whole family is destroyed. It is also lonely to leave you alone in the world. Come with me, let me elaborate!"

After all, the sound of the sound of the soul is stagnation, the demon of the whole body is surging, there is no pressure to fill the heavens and the earth, warm and windless, and directly wrap Su Yi and Ling Qianxue gently.

Su Shi’s eyes were clear in front of him, and a purple demon floated like a whirlpool in Su Yi’s heart, just like a giant tornado storm, which stirred up in Su Yi’s heart for a long time.

"It's so strong! It's definitely the strongest opponent you've come across today."

Su Yi is secretly surprised. He wants to use the soul to perceive the spiritual sounds of the sounds. He feels that the spiritual power is like falling into the depths of the sea. He feels like a wandering canoe has no place to be placed. It is shocking.

Mindful to the electric turn, and then blink of an eye, Su Yi and Ling Qianxue are already in the middle of a maolin, the ancient tree in Yunding is in the middle.

The old trees are towering, the roots are tangled, and the huge roots are hovering like dragons and straight into the sky.

The center of the giant tree has been hollowed out, and a red-hot egg is rising in the middle of it, and it is so powerful that it is so powerful.

Su Yi is a little vibrating, this is not the big demon that will soon be born!

At this time, the tree is standing with the voice of the spirit and the four women, each of whom is stupid, and has a graceful manner, each with its own merits and looks at himself.

Su Yideng was a bit ugly, and these women were a bit too good to look at.

The smile is awkward, and the atmosphere is not so real. Su Yi feels like a cloud.

Just the mysterious woman is also among them, the powder is flamboyant, the charm is absolutely fascinating, and she is looking at herself and Ling Qianxue.

Ling Qianxue led Su Yi to walk heavily, respectfully walked to the bottom of Yunding ancient tree, and a few women slowly bowed to the Lingyin, very pious, the voice of the voice against Su Yi, did not look back.

Ling Qianxue whispered to Su Yi, these are the ancestors of the nine spirits, and the nine spirits of the year were composed of several gods.

Compared with the number of tails behind several women, Su Yi Deng understands that the mantissa determines the status of the Tmall.

Lingyin has nine tails, the founding ancestor, the world's largest ever nine spirits.

The mysterious woman on the side saw Su Yi, but it was a smile. The eight tails behind him were turbulent and very happy.

There is also a woman behind the mysterious woman, who is similar to the mysterious voice and the mysterious woman, but the look is very different.

Temperament is like a soft language, a black hair is behind the head, pointing to Su Yi and Ling Qianxue nodded, pear vortex smile, very expensive.

Next to the Weng woman was a pair of sisters dressed in a very similar appearance. A pair of water-cutting eyes looked very good, but after pairing with Su Yi, they smashed their heads.

"Smelly man!"

"I!"

When Su Yi Deng was angry, when he was about to return to his mouth, he looked at the Lingyin voice in front of him and immediately stopped talking. This is a figure with the golden-winged Dapeng and the old dragon, who can’t dare to let go.

The voice of Lingbi looked at the demon egg in front of the tree without saying anything. It was like a still time. Su Yi Deng no longer spoke, secretly facing the sisters.

Ling Qianxue continued to whisper and said to Su Yi: "Su Yi, can't be arrogant, the first one is the ancestor of my nine-death cat demon, the first ancestor of the voice, the second ancestor of the nine spirits who just fought with you. , the wonderful ancestor."

Jiu Ling Tmall, referring to the Lingyin sound, the largest nine-tailed cat **** in the world, also symbolizes the nine-tailed spiritual ancestor of the Tmall family, so it is called the nine spirits.

Later, Ling Qianxue, with the vague memory passed down from the brain, pointed to the gentle woman who said: "This should be the third ancestor, the soul of the frost, behind the four or five ancestors, Lingyin sound, Ling Ruo sound."

Su Yi was shocked. After the introduction, it was actually the base camp of the civet family. The nine founding ancestors were here. Su Yi couldn’t help but wonder why he only saw five ancestors, but others did not disappear.

Just as Su Yi was going to speak, he jumped a little figure from the top of the Genting Giant Tree. Su Yi saw it as a mysterious little girl, and suddenly felt a headache.

"Bad boy, what are you looking at? I am also the ancestor, my name is Ling Muyin!"

Su Yi looked at the first ancestors in front of him. They were not good at all. They didn't seem to want to talk to themselves. They had to make jokes at the little girl.

I want to come here, even this little girl is the ancestor. It seems that the strength of these nine people can not be underestimated, but I do not know that the strength will be suppressed to such a degree.

"You call Ling Muyin, a very nice name, hey, is the injury on your head so fast?"

I saw that the head of the little girl had recovered on the forehead, and the trace of just burning had become smooth and there was no trace of burning.

"I dare to say that if the big sister first treated me, it would be so fast! If I am disfigured, I will not spare you, I will play with fire!"

Ling Muyin grinned, still a little angry, watching Su Yi some anger.

Su Yi had no choice but to spread the hand, and then no longer talked, and looked around and did not see the figure of Yang Ming.

Ling Muyin screamed with cute big eyes and rushed to Su Yi.

"Bad boy, thinking about something bad, here are my people, be careful!"

Ling Qianxue seems to see through Su Yi's mind, and the spirit is transmitted to Su Yi's ear.

"Don't worry, Yang Ming should be sent out by the ancestors. There are too many bans here, and no one should be able to come in at will."

Su Yi suddenly felt awkward. It seems that his own worry has some superfluousness. When he recalls the problem he just had, other ancestors never saw it.

Then he took the Ling Muyin quietly and asked softly.

"Mu Yin's first ancestor, ask you a question."

Ling Muyin’s double happiness was suddenly screamed by Su Yi, and some accidents, then he raised his head with enthusiasm and said something like this.

"What's wrong, there is something to say, the deity is very busy!"