But a certain phoenix, after finding that his fur was not stained with dust, actually used him as a footcloth, wipe, foot, cloth!

It's not just physical torture, it's mental humiliation! Shame, humiliation!

He wanted to scream, and she gagged his mouth. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he wanted to transmit sound, and she placed a spiritual sense ban on him. He wanted to stare at him, but she wrapped the orange sun fire rope directly around his eyelids - either blind or close his eyes, and choose ......

Not to give him the opportunity to try to communicate and negotiate conditions at all, this is simply deliberate! Therefore, meaning, of!

He didn't understand, how did the first prince of the former good and majestic heavenly kingdom become like this? It doesn't matter if the appearance has become extremely ugly, the originally vicious and domineering character has now become even worse!

It's just that she at least maintained her kindness and understanding on the surface, no matter how beastly and femme fatale she was, at least she was still very well-dressed on the surface.

If she hadn't killed Yinhong, even if they didn't have feelings, they would at least be able to coexist peacefully, but now...... The past is unbearable to look back at the moonlight!

On such a day, the White Tiger King felt that his uncle was enough!!

Finally, in the twenty-first year, a certain phoenix said to the demon beasts one day: "In the past twenty-one years, I have not preached much, only twelve times, but I have already spoken about what I should say, and it is up to you to understand how much you can understand." Since I later lifted the restrictions, many of the other demon beasts in the Sunset Mountains who got the news also came to listen to the sermon.

As of today, there are thirty-four demon cultivators for whatever reason. I am very pleased to have such a result, there is no banquet in the world, and I hope that you will spread the cultivation path of demon cultivation before leaving, so that the ridiculous and pathetic battle for the king of the sunset mountains will end forever! ”

Hearing the last sentence, the White Tiger King was finally shocked, does it mean that the torture of him can come to an end?

In fact, he was very, extremely, very unwilling.

Thinking about his divine beast, the White Tiger Clan's generation of war god Jin Shu, since he was a child, when did he suffer such humiliation? Even if he was soaking in the Blood Sea Corpse Mountain of the Shura Battlefield, he felt happier than now!

But who made him not afraid of heaven and earth, but he was restrained by the hellish natal fire of a certain phoenix?

Among the five elements, Huo Kejin can't afford to hurt!

Who let a certain phoenix her father kick him down from the heavenly realm with one kick, and sealed him by the way?

People who can't fight for their fathers can't afford to hurt even more!

It is because of the enemy's father's seal that now he not only can't change into a human body, but he can't even use magic powers. Cultivation is sealed, and it will always be one level lower than the enemy. It can be said that except for the teeth and claws, there is only a trace of the ability to control the wind, and everything has been sealed!

If it's just that, forget it, the problem is that if he wants to gradually break the seal and resume his cultivation, he must be no more than a hundred zhang away from her when the enemy breaks through. And if he wants to return to the heavenly realm, he can only follow the enemy when he goes back.

It's really embarrassing to think about!

He was not afraid of piercing the sky, and he also tried to kill a certain phoenix first, and then find a way to return to the heavenly realm by himself. But his sister didn't expect that the rumors of the immortality of the phoenix nirvana turned out to be true, and the person he once doubted about the authenticity of his race turned out to be the real divine beast phoenix!

Thinking of this, he felt palpitations, fortunately he spit out a certain phoenix in time at that time, the fire of nirvana was really powerful, no matter how slow he moved, I am afraid that he would never want to return to the heavenly realm.

Kunyuan Tianzun was also too ruthless, and he really ignored their friendship for the New Year, and even blocked the way for him to break the net. To make it clear is to make him have to give in!

Jinshu thought of this, and her teeth creaked, but after a while, she calmed down. The big husband can bend and stretch, and it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, he endures! He endures! He endures!

Isn't it just to bow his head and obey the small, when he returns to the heavenly realm, he will definitely ...... He will ......

His body suddenly loosened, and Jin Shu was stunned, only to find that the orange yang fire rope that had imprisoned him for twenty-one years was gone.

looked at Liuli who was surrounded by all the demon beasts in the center suspiciously, but saw that her brows were slightly frowned, her eyes were cold, and the corners of her lips lifted slightly-

"Get out."

He lived for 100,000 years, and no one dared to say this word to him, but now he heard it frequently, from the mouth of a certain phoenix......

He endures!

Even the "evil animal" has been called countless times, and he endures it!!

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This year, ninety-nine years have passed since the first large-scale attack of the beasts.

Counting nine cold days, the two little monks guarding the main gate of the Yuntian Sect were inevitably lazy. However, due to the explanation of the elders of the sect, he didn't dare to go too out of line, but secretly hid in a sheltered place, lit a fire, and chatted about the strange things in the sect while keeping warm.

Seeing that it was almost dusk, and the shift was about to change, the two minor friars were about to put out the fire, when suddenly there was a shout above their heads—

"You two slackers!"

As soon as the two little monks looked up, they both smiled, "It turned out to be Senior Sister Li Yixuan, why did you come so early today?" ”

The person who came was Li Yixuan, the fourth disciple of Dongyu Daozun, and now she has grown up. Big eyes, a pretty nose and red lips, three-dimensional facial contours and two flying sword eyebrows, bright and heroic. The long red hair is half-draped over her shoulders, although she can't enter the team of top beauties, she has a hearty charm, and she attracts attention wherever she goes.

Throwing his hair, Li Yixuan rolled his eyes, "As long as it is close to the sunset mountains, my master always urges me to come early." ”

The words fell, and several beast roars came from the direction of the sunset mountains.

Li Yixuan raised her eyes and looked, but after all, she was only in the foundation building period, so she didn't see anything, and said casually: "It's probably an ordinary beast." ”

The handover was about to be made, and the two little monks also nodded and agreed: "Except for the time when a large number of demon beasts came to attack quite a few days ago, it has been safe and sound for many years, and it is normal for there to be sounds in the forest. ”

"Well, you two should go first, and Uncle Huacheng will be here in a while."

"Li Yixuan?"

Li Yixuan raised his head, and after seeing the dark red long-haired man flying in a folding fan, he restrained his smile and saluted reluctantly, "I've seen Uncle Huacheng." ”

The one who was called his uncle by Li Yixuan was Helian Shaocheng, who was saved by Liuli. Now he has also become a monk with the Taoist name "Huacheng".

Helian Shaocheng, a Huacheng Daoist, landed on the ground, with a cold face, and was about to talk to Li Yixuan, when in the sunset mountains not far away, there were suddenly three sark calls like signals. The cry was melodious and soul-condensing.

It is not surprising that ordinary larks call, but what is strange is that these three cries seem to be countless larks singing in unison!

It was only a prelude, followed by the chirping of all sorts of birds, followed by the collective chirping of all the members of the race. Among them, the low singing is like a wonderful musical picture, slowly spreading in the ears. (To be continued.) )