The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

Mo Tianyu, who owed his mouth, was bitten his nose, and the flames around him instantly went out, almost falling from the clouds.

After taking the Qing dynasty slowly to the ground, returning to the gods, Mo Tianyi has been able to fly the air, and gave the small spiritual sword to Moxiong.

The **** bear is very excited. This is the sword of the refining of the sacred sage. I have to step on it and try it.

A huge bear, standing on the small flying sword of the palm of the hand, fluttering and swaying, full of excitement, took a sip of spirits, poured spiritual power on the sword, and flew out with a bang.

"Ah--" The sword flies too fast, and the big bear flies out without standing still. It suddenly falls down and quickly calls the flying sword back, but now he has not refining the flying sword, and he does not listen. So, it fell so straight, a long list of screams, slammed on the ground, and ignited thick smoke.

The big tiger once again covered his eyes with his claws, and the twilight dog tail grass on his head turned into a tablet. He stood on the head of the big tiger and wrote the four characters of "Stupid Bear".

Clear eyes blinked, could not help but smile. He rarely laughs, and the beautiful eyes are always very cold on weekdays. This smile is like a moonlight, and the gray world around him has a color.

Mo Tianyi, who just turned back, was seeing this scene and could not help but stay.

This smile only lasted for a moment, then it restored the cold appearance, looked up and looked at Mo Tianyi, slightly frowning: "What?"

Mo Tianqi slowly raised his hand and touched the long eyelashes: "Baby, you should smile more."

The slender fingers crossed the thick eyelashes, the nose of the nose, and the thin lips, and then they were bitten.

"Hey, it hurts!"

Nothing, don't shake your fingers in front of the cat... Mo Tianyi has been learning for so many years.

If you regain your strength, you can't squash it again. If you want to get back, you have to spit out those people. Mo Tianyi let Moxiong go out to inquire about the news, and he went to the main hall and released a few secret communication devices.

Yuan Yinghua, the aura returned to the Yuan.

A powerful monk, every time he enters a big realm, will lead to the sky. Mo Tianyi has returned to the gods for several days, but he has not seen the movement. He thought that his soul is special, Tiandao did not feel it, he was glad, that night, the sky It’s coming.

The sky that was late for the seventh day was actually brewing.

Purple lightning circling over the Chimney Palace, people outside the Magic Palace woke up during meditation.

It has been more than a year since the opening of the big squad. Wo Yunzong’s mysterious real person has spent a lot of effort to escape with a few disciples. The two disciples’ pro-disciples have disappeared, and Liu Yunzong’s Liu Bizhen and Wan The elders of Tuen Mun are still inside. Asked what happened to the mysterious machine, he couldn't tell, only said that the magic door and the Liu Yunzong struggled together. He and his disciples were trapped and struggled to escape from the gap.

The gap has now become a killing, and no one can be close.

Some people say that the people of Liuyunzong have swindled, and opened the guardian squad inside. Some people say that the people of the sorcerer have designed all the right ways. The most ridiculous thing is that some people say that the sacred sacred person died and resurrected, personally protecting The Magic Palace.

However, in this world, sometimes the more outrageous guesses are often closer to the truth.

Dark clouds, lightning and thunder, seven lightning bolts circling in the clouds, actually seven or seven small thunder!

When the monks went to the robbery period, they had to smash nine miles of thunder. Usually, there is also a thunderstorm in the Yuanying monk, because this time is very close to the robbery period, but most of them are not painful, and only a few powerful monks will appear in the legend. Seven seven small thunder.

In this way, Tiandao is telling everyone that this person is a person who is destined to fly, and all the monks who have passed through the small thunder have been able to live in the robbery period, and all of them have risen.

At that time, Mo Tianyi was holding his own cat in the yard to play with water.

At night, the moonlight is unknown. Mo Tianyi ordered a few glazed lamps on the edge of the hot spring pool, placed them in the lotus jade plate and placed them in the water. Qing Yan reached out to go fishing, Mo Tianyi will help him to let him go to the hook, hook for a while, suddenly looked up with a sense of sensation, the heart is loose, the strength of the hand is relieved, clearing an unstable will fall When I got into the water, I immediately reached out and hooked the neck of Mo Tianyi. The two men slammed into the water at the same time.

The snowy gown was soaked and tightly attached to the body. The clothes on the clear spring day were thin, reflecting the warm light of the glass lamp, clearly revealing the color of the skin, and the pink...

Mo Tianyan swallowed the swallow, slowly plunged it over, and suddenly hugged the Qing dynasty, suddenly broke out of the water and made a roll on the ground.

“咔咔咔轰——” A huge lightning bolt smashed down and smashed the glass lamps in the hot spring pool.

"Thunderstorm!" Mo Tianyi looked at the purple current in the pool still shining, and immediately tightened his body.

Although this thunder is not the same as the thunder of robbery, it should not be underestimated. If you are not careful, you will kill someone. Although the guardian mountain array is powerful, it can't prevent the thunder. Otherwise, when the monk is robbed, he only needs to pay a sum of money for the calorie, and then hide in the calvary palace.

"Hide away!" Mo Tianyi pushed the clear cockroach away and flew away in the distance.

The Qing dynasty was pushed into a shackle, and the drenched clothes flew past.

Flying to a higher hill, Mo Tianqi crushed a Lingshi, burned with the fire in the palm of his hand, and painted with the fastest degree. At the same time, the second Thunder has already collapsed.

Mo Tianqi luck own mana, propped up the protective enchantment, hard to resist this, the huge impact shocked his blood, but still can't stand it. For a moment, I was forgotten, and I was not prepared to resist the thunderbolt. I could only hurry and draw a frame to resist one or two.

The thunder can't hold it, but it can lead a little, and Mo Tianqi starts painting at the same time with both hands, and it becomes a virtual shadow. "Hey!" The third thunder was tied to the body, and Mo Tian’s mouth overflowed with a few drops of blood. The score on the hand was undiminished, and the final stroke was drawn before the fourth thunder.

The purple thunder rushed down and squatted on the cover of Mo Tianyu.

Mo Tianyi sits cross-legged, hands to heaven, summoning the fire system to compete with it. The calcination of the fire hidden in the bottom of the Magic Palace sensed the call of the fire power, and instantly broke through the ground, turned into a thousand dragons, and the purple electric light hit the head.

"Calcified fire!" The people outside exclaimed.

The name of the sacred sage is too large, except for his refining skills, and the calcination of the gods. Legend has it that this is the fire used by the immortal stone in the ancient times to replenish the heavens, and it can calcine all the hard things in the world. But nowadays, this sacred fire has no spirituality. It is better than the fire in the wood, but it is the best choice for the refining device.

Calcination does not have the ingenuity, but it can recognize the Lord. This world can only manipulate the scavenging fire.

This time, do not use Mo Xiong to go outside to spread the news, tomorrow, the world will know that the calorie is resurrected!

The fire dragon swallowed a thunder, and he was also smashed. Then, the fifth and sixth thunders came one after another, and did not give people a breather. Mo Tian’s pupils shrunk, and when he turned the gods, there was also a thunder, and the intensity could not match the tenth of today. Looking at this posture, it’s no doubt that it’s 9 days of thunder!

Thousands of giant woods were recruited, and the thunder was brought down and passed on to the formation. The array of hurried paintings can resist a little, and half of the lightning is introduced into the ground, and the other half have to resist.

"Boom--" The two thunders are one together. In an instant, the bare hills are razed to the ground, and Mo Tianyi suddenly spurts a blood.

And the last one, the seven dragons hovered in the clouds, waiting for a long time but not coming, it seems to be brewing a huge storm.

Mo Tianying looked at the lightning in the sky, the pupils shrunk, this is not a small thunder! This is a dead robber!

It turned out that the catastrophe was so powerful that it was not that he had the privilege of heaven and earth, but that he had committed the taboos of heaven. If you want to come, it is also a person who wins the rebirth and uses the body of the **** wood to cultivate from the mortal to the **** in three years. Finally, when I was a god, I was noticed by Heaven and decided to eliminate this variable.

Qing Yi also saw the doorway, and suddenly he was in a hurry. He can't help, and he is the same as the god. He will shoot, and Tiandao will think that it is the robbery of two people. Immediately, he will drop double the thunder and smash the two into slag.

Mo Tianqi climbed up in a difficult way, unwillingly looking at the sky, and it was his right to repair the gods. The thief believes that he should not get these! "The thief is coming, come!" was angered, and Mo Tianyi stood in the rock of the Thunder and looked up at the sky.

The last lightning, brewing a time of a fragrant, finally, turned into a thick light beam, straight toward Mo Tianyi.

The soul of the wooden body, too mysterious, the heavens are not allowed, and they are attributed to the dust.

In the midst of this, I heard such a sound that came from ancient times, and it shocked people.

The huge light pierced the scorpion and closed his eyes. In the moment when the electric light fell to the top of his head, a body with a scent of grass and grass rushed over and instantly attached to his back.

"Clearly! No--" Mo Tianyi swiftly turned back and took the person on his back into his arms and held it firmly.

"Boom--" The huge burst of sound rang through the sky, turning the entire hill into a huge deep pit.

Then, the clouds disappeared, the moon appeared, and everything went to peace.

The entire magic palace is silent, and even the people outside the palace are half-returned, but the calvation gods have just resurrected and are killed by the thunder... What is this?

I don’t blame everyone for thinking like this. I really have never heard of anyone who can survive.

Mo Tianyi also thinks this way. He only feels that there is no pain in the internal organs. He slowly opens his eyes. He is standing on a lonely stone pillar. He is surrounded by huge pits. Only one stone that he has settled on is still there. Blinking, looking up, a twilight umbrella hangs straight on the top of the head, and then quickly becomes a big mouth: "Hey, die me!"