Many people in the formation heard the words of the two, and combined with the words before and after, they faintly guessed that the red-clothed pervert and the blue sky were not from this planet. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Oh my God, I overheard a terrible secret again. Scared and wolf blood boiling at the same time, there are other planets in the universe where human beings exist, no, to say it, immortals exist.

Old Man Ji looked at Old Man Mo with an intriguing gaze, which probably meant that your granddaughter really came from another planet?

Old Man Mo rolled his eyes, ignored him, was surrounded here, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he still had gossip.

Flower Peacock Zhang Neuropathy Wu Zongyu and a few people looked at Mo Junhua, as if asking him, is your daughter-in-law an alien?

Mo Junhua's cold face exuded "don't get close to the living", the air around him was a little colder, and everyone couldn't help but tremble, and they didn't dare to look at him anymore.

The red-clothed monk was so angry that he couldn't slap the blue sky with one palm, he cultivated to the Mahayana period, and there were only two spiritual weapons in his hands, spiritual treasures, immortal weapons or something I had only heard of, but there was one in the sect, but it was left by the ancestor to shock the other sects, and it was impossible to give it to him.

And a foundation building period, a low-level monk who has just stepped into the threshold of cultivating immortals, the clan even prepared immortal weapons for her, think about when he built the foundation, the sect gave him a Xuan-level mid-grade magic weapon, and he was happy for a few days, and the injustice in his heart grew like weeds.

After cultivating the Mixed Yuan Technique, Lan Tian's intuition also became weird, and when the words fell, she immediately sensed the aura of the red-clothed monk, as if there was a breath of chaos, although it quickly returned to normal, but she was very sure that the red-clothed monk on the other side was in turmoil.

What she said caused the other party's breath to be in a state of flux, and his eyes changed from the jade crown on his head to the red clothes on his body, the lack of ornaments on his waist, and even the embroidered cloud boots on the soles of his feet.

He was jealous of everything she had, and this person had not been in the demon for long, so it was no wonder that her few words caused him to feel uneasy.

The Cardinal also noticed that his condition was very wrong, and he almost went mad.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, knowing where to start, you can hit the enemy faster and more effectively, Lan Tian once again exerts her poisonous nature, it is best to anger him.

"Senior, you don't know," Lan Tian looked at her proud expression, raised her hand and sprinkled a talisman again, "Since my mother conceived me, everyone has been paying attention, and the clansmen think so, my grandfather mutated the ice spirit root, my father mutated the thunder spirit root, and my mother's wood spirit body, so how can I be born with a single spirit root." ”

The cardinal monk twitched his lips, what kind of people are in this family, and the heavenly spirit root is like a cabbage.

Lan Tian glanced at the red-clothed monk, very indifferently, and said with a serious nonsense, "How do you know that I was born with three spirit roots, and my qualifications are much worse than those of my brothers and sisters of the same clan, the elders of the clan are very disappointed, and the brothers and sisters of the same clan are waiting to see my jokes, they think that my father and mother will ignore me and dislike me sooner or later, after all, in the cultivation realm, whether a family can continue to be prosperous for thousands of years depends on the qualifications of future generations." ”

The cardinal's face was calm, and he nodded in agreement, whether it was a family or a sect.

"But they are disappointed, my father and my mother are loved and spoiled when I have eyeballs, my ancestor is the treasure in my heart, the cultivation method is the best, the place of cultivation, the aura is more than ten times that of others, the sky-high price of the exercises can be picked at will, and the cultivation resources are also the best, and the treasures of heaven and earth are inexhaustible. Whether it is a family or a sect, it is all sideways. "As soon as the blue sky was raised, the world was overlooked, and the anger of Wang Ba exploded.

"When I was seven years old, I heard the sisters in the clan say behind my back that I was a waste material, the qualifications of the three spiritual roots, and I still practiced qi at the fifth level after seven or eight years of cultivation, and a clan sister who was as big as me in the clan cultivated to the eighth layer, her cultivation site was not as good as mine, her cultivation methods were not as good as mine, and her cultivation resources were not as good as mine. Waste materials like me shouldn't be used in the best, if they were cultivated by that clan sister, maybe they would all build a foundation. Lan Tian said more and more smoothly, with an angry face, as if she had really been humiliated.

"What else do you say, if she were me, I would have no face to see people a long time ago, so I would have found a rope and hanged myself. I was so angry that I fought with her on the spot, of course I lost, and after I went back, I cried to the ancestor, am I really a waste material, guess what the ancestor said? Lan Tian tilted his head and blinked at the red-clothed monk, the red-clothed monk felt relieved, just like this, she smashed a talisman at every turn, her clan sister still beat lightly, why didn't she kill her in the first place.

Lan Tian's face was indifferent, and he said in a calm tone, "The ancestor touched my head and said, 'Silly girl, what are you comparing to them, you are born noble, because you are my bloodline, except for your father and mother, no one in the whole clan is more noble than you, even if you are the waste body of the five spirit roots, so what, they have to look up at you and worship you and respect you, with the ancestor here, the qualifications of the three spirit roots can still be cultivated and ascended to the immortal realm." No matter how good their qualifications are, they are not the blood of their ancestors, they are still suffering at the bottom, and they have to curry favor with you for the sake of cultivation resources, you say that their qualifications are important, or their background is important. Listening to the words of the ancestor is better than reading 10,000 books, and it feels like drinking the essence of the heart of the earth for 10,000 years, and it is comfortable from head to toe. Therefore, reincarnation is also a technical job, and I have a good background and everything, so when I heard those sour words later, I directly ignored them. Lan Tian spread his hands and squinted at the past, the kind of air that looks down on the world's only self-respecting Wang Ba makes people very uncomfortable.

The red-clothed monk also came out of the Xiuzhen family, and when he heard Lan Tian's words, he couldn't help but think of his own unbearable past, he was originally a descendant of the side lineage, because he had a single fire spirit root and outstanding qualifications, and sent him to the old mansion to cultivate, he thought that with his qualifications, the elders in the old mansion would definitely rush to accept him as an apprentice, and then various resources provided him to cultivate, Yuan Ying, Turning into a god, Cave Void, Mahayana, and crossing the tribulation and ascending to the immortal realm. As a result, reality gave him a slap in the face, no matter how good his qualifications were, what could the elders do if they accepted him as an apprentice, the descendants of the descendants in the old mansion still used him as a person and scolded him at every turn, and outsiders never saved face for him.

Lan Tian saw that the red-clothed monk's breath began to be chaotic again, and the aura around her body was in turmoil, as if she was going to go crazy, her hand flipped, and a talisman was raised, she really didn't feel heartache, they were all low-cost talismans, and she couldn't cause harm to the cardinal, she could only harass and harass him.

Looking at the talisman thrown over, the red-clothed monk didn't wave his hand to destroy it again, the low-level talisman was useless to him, but looking at Lan Tian's indifferent look, it seemed that he saw the descendant sister again, and every time he saw him, he seemed to see something dirty, disgusting eyes. An evil fire surged from the bottom of his heart, and a voice in his head said, tear her, tear her, tear her up, and no one will look down on him anymore.