"What the hell?

For the first time, Lowe felt the gravity of the matter, and before, he thought it was all something that was not related to his own affairs.

Now it is targeted by Tiandao design?

Could it be that there is still consciousness in this thing?

Or is it that his growth speed has completely exceeded his rules, which makes him disliked.

Jingle Bell......

As soon as Luo looked up, he found seven or eight beauties, convex and backward, with round arms and breasts, full of laughter, walking with small steps.

One by one, they were scantily dressed, holding a red feather fan in their hands, and their headdresses were shining with silver, and they danced around Luo!

This...... What's going on? Seduce Lao Tzu?

Although Luo is a serious person with full stamina, he is also a young man with strong blood ps: blushing.

"Childe, can you let the little girl have a drink with you?"

The head of the leading dance, tactfully turned his white wrist, gently wrapped the edge of the feather fan around Luo's neck, and then took the opportunity to bend Luo's neck and said without shame.

"One cup? That's not three!"

Lo ripped her off and sat down on a stone bench.

Oops, I have to say, this little goblin is really crispy, this pull, slippery, can bring out the water.

"Nasty!"

The seductive coquettishness makes people drunk.

Several beauties sat down one after another, poured wine for Luo, pinched their waists, and beat their backs.

There was a woman who turned into a bunch of fairy grapes, the grapes were crisp and tender, and the other beauty naturally peeled them off and handed them to Luo's mouth.

It's as if you're immersed in a sweet and greasy atmosphere.

No matter what flirtatious moves they make, Lo seems to cooperate naturally, or rather, want!

But in this process, the ontological spirit in Luo Yihai had already been activated, and the eight little spirit spirits had already accurately stared at these little goblins.

"Ahem......"

The moment Luo put down the wine glass and coughed lightly, the eight little goblins all stopped moving, stiffened there, or raised the wine jug, ready to pour wine for Luo, or Bohao grapes, to send to Luo's mouth.

Or with a smiling face, fanning a small fan behind Luo's back, all movements stopped in an instant.

Woohoo!

In the sea of consciousness of the eight little goblins, there were golden sword shadows colliding, and Luo was surprised to find that there was also a little spirit in their sea of meaning.

Moreover, they are controlled by this little spirit, and there is no existence of the ontological spirit.

The eight small spirits split by Luo, and the spirits themselves stationed in their sea of minds, were evenly matched, and for a while, it was difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat in the sea of mind.

This...... , I originally wanted to use these eight little goblins as talismans, so I could see through the trickery of this "Heavenly Dao" as early as possible, and I got out of it, but I didn't expect that these little goblins were already looking for puppets from other families.

They are puppets of the Heavenly Dao.

Luo's little spirit fought against him, and he felt more and more that something was wrong, and the magic methods that these eight little goblins knew were all the same as their own.

In other words, these eight little spirits are completely copied from him.

In that case, don't blame me!

Luo was ruthless, and a powerful force shook open, and the golden spirit in his sea of consciousness went crazy again, and countless waves of the sea of consciousness overlapped and surged.

At this time, Luo's sea of Yi, like a vast and boundless sea, is rolling in angry waves, and the ontological spirit in the center is the god of this world, it dominates everything, and all the essence of the sea of Yihai is controlled by it, even light and darkness are also at its disposal.

The coercion of the shock swept away, and the golden light of the body spirit flickered, and it gathered all the energy in the sea of consciousness into one piece, and boom!

Split, in one breath, sixteen little spirits flew out, and both entered the heads of the eight little goblins.

Rumble!

In the sea of consciousness of each little goblin, four small spirit spirits suddenly appeared.

The strength of these three soul powers made the already narrow sea of Yi unable to withstand it at all and cracked!

And the moment it broke, the bodies of the eight little goblins also dissipated in place, leaving no trace.

Withdrawal!

Luo, who took back the twenty-four little spirits, was dumbfounded.

That candle has burned more than half of it, and the flame is still in the joy!

Damn! I'm not happy with you!

Luo said that he was going to extinguish the fire with his bare hands. Who knows, in the white sky, an ancient and mysterious voice came from the white sky: fire is the hope of life, do you want to extinguish it yourself?

Lowe's hand rests in the air!

But suddenly, the hand turned from a finger to a palm, and the divine light shone brightly, and it soared into the sky.

The candle disappeared into the sky like a spark.

If someone is around, they will definitely drop their jaws in shock, what kind of operation is this, isn't this heavenly way said?

The candle flame is the hope of resurrection, and you still shoot it away?

The sky was furious, like the roar of an ancient beast, and the whole heaven and earth trembled.

"Since you put out your candle, don't blame me!"

Cangyuan's mysterious voice was drunk with cold-blooded resoluteness, and at the same time, a coercion that crushed everything fell from the sky.

"You extinguished my candle, if you want to kill, do it, find a lame excuse, but let me look down on it!"

Luo's resolute face, without a trace of fear, in the face of death, absolute power, no matter how much he does, what's the use?

If it's useless, there's nothing to fear.

The crushing force froze!

The aftermath storm was still blowing fiercely, but the big hand was really stunned.

"Hahaha...... Thistle, you deserve to live!"

The voice grew farther and farther away, and the white fog in the sky quickly faded.

Luo opened his eyes and saw the treasure house, the doppelganger of the Demon Saint King, grabbing his Hengkun Sword.

Mix the Tricks!

In Luo's mind, the situation just now flashed quickly, scene after scene, in the canyon, in the candle flame, swaying dancing, laughter, and confrontation with the mysterious old way.

Everything, under the stroke of a pen, presented, and this gesture, just like a domineering fairy law, majestic, but brewing delicate, dense as a needle, wind through the forest, arbitrary fluid, chic and uninhibited, but a kind of transverse and fearless power.

Rumble!

The clone who grabbed the Hengkun sword was stunned, he didn't know what happened just now? He actually had a feeling of wandering for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the blade of the Hengkun sword had brushed his palm fiercely.

A splitting sound was particularly harsh, and the power that was supposed to kill the other party was instead divided.

I'm the doppelganger of the Demon Saint King?

No, I'm the Demon Saint King!

The clone demon shadow took a few steps back, and looked at Ji Luo in disbelief: "Your cultivation is how heavy is the immortal bone stage?"

"How much?"

"I never cared about how many times!"

Luo carried the Hengkun sword, stepped on the wind to meet it, and slashed the sword obliquely......

The Demon Saint King who was lying on the warm collapse suddenly woke up!

He had a strange dream that he was killed by Thistle?

Just kidding, how is this possible?

He inadvertently touched his forehead, a drop of sweat, the dream just now, sweating!

For so many years, how could he have sweated, in the Spirit Ruins Realm and the Demon Realm, who could make him sweat?

No!

But a dream made him sweat.