The hoarse and ghostly screams of the ghost cultivator have little impact on the same door of Ah Piao.

But for other cultivators, the impact is quite large.

One throat stunned everyone, this power is not as big as the first and second classes.

The eardrums of the ink-dyed clothes are still on strike, and the whole person is still in a trance.

This is also because her primordial spirit is powerful, comparable to that of a monk in the god transformation stage.

The sword cultivator of the Sword Alliance, who bore the brunt of the disaster, was the worst, and after being stunned by this ghost shout, the remaining ghost cultivators rushed up in a crazy tide, and they couldn't parry it at all, and they were drowned in the sea of ghosts in an instant.

But after a while, the sky became a sea of ghosts swimming freely.

These ghost cultivators all looked eager and excited, some dragged the wilted sword baby, and some grabbed the soul body that could still see the human form but was slightly incomplete, and flew in the same direction in a puff of smoke.

Ah Piao is back to pay the "rent"!

The ink dyed clothes sensed the joy of the fat girl from the heart, and unconsciously brought out a happy smile, the smiling eyes were crooked, and the enchanted state of her red eyes and red lips at this time was indescribably weird......

The huge ghost lotus appeared, and the flowers bloomed, revealing the expressionless Wutian True Monarch inside.

But even though he tried his best to keep his composure, he could still tell from his shocked gaze that he was not at peace at this time.

Don't say that he is not calm, the people present, whether they are in heaven and earth, Hanyu Palace or other sects, one is counted as one, they are all deeply shocked!

In other words, that's the ghost cultivation of the Imperial Ghost Sect's god transformation period.

Not to mention how we recognized it, although our eyes were almost blinded by the flashing lights. But Su, it's almost, it's not blind yet!!

Cough! The point is not that you are blind or not.

The point is that during the transformation period of the Imperial Ghost Sect, Ah Piao will look flattering and flattering, and he can't take out his little heart to come out and take a look?

Ink dyed clothes silently summed it up in his heart with precise words.

These ghost cultivators really can't kneel and lick ahh......h

What's that. How much do you want to continue living in the fat girl's ink lotus?!

Ghost Cultivator of the Imperial Ghost Sect: Fish-lip humans with flesh will never understand our pursuit of Ah Piaodi! Uh-huh!

The Five Tilt True Monarch tried his best to calm himself down.

Nima, but she can't calm down!

The little heart beats very fast, I want to jump out, is it swollen?

He was sitting on the lotus canopy of Mo Lian, surrounded by a group of ghost cultivators of the Imperial Ghost Sect.

It's still a group of enthusiastic ghost cultivators.

He counted and counted very carefully, and there was no shortage of sword babies caught in the hands of the ghost cultivators of the Imperial Ghost Sect. It was just right with the number of arrogant sword cultivators before.

Right now, these sword babies are being pointed out by Mo Lian's owner, a ghost sword butterfly Kaisen with huge butterfly wings that are extremely inconsistent with his body shape.

While holding Bai Shengsheng's little finger and pointing. While counting.

The immature children's voice is very serious.

"One, two, three...... 9, 10, 20, 30、...... Eighty, ninety, ......" will not be counted later!

The fat girl tilted her head, her big black eyes were puzzled, and she counted to ninety one by one for Mao. But it's not as good as the number in front of you? Hum! The table bullies people are fooled when they are small. She knows ninety ...... It's a big number, good felling! It could never be so little.

Count again.

The fat girl is more serious this time, and even professionally uses the "tool" - the little chubby hand.

One finger corresponds to a sword baby, one finger and one finger counted, and his mouth still read softly: "One, two, three...... 9, 10, 20, 30、...... Eighty ......"

The next ninety doesn't need to be read, and she also knows that it is wrong again.

The chubby little face slowly puffed up, and the gas buns came out.

The stubborn one counted N times again......

……

Five Tilt True Monarch felt that he had encountered the biggest challenge of his life.

If you want to laugh, you can't laugh, and you have to hold it back if you can't hold it. It's obviously a poor person with few facial expressions.,Consistent expressionless face.。 Now I really want to twist, laugh, swell, break?

He really wanted to say, count me best, kid paper, you obediently get out of the way and let me come......

But he can't open his mouth, and as soon as he opens his mouth, he will break his work!

This is about his lifelong cold image, and it must not be broken!

Especially Ah Piao, who has always been known for their gloomy and weird, one by one there is no impatience, happy and happy queue up to let this chubby little guy row and pull, how to group as much as he wants, and he will take the trouble to stand up over and over again if he wants to repeat the number, the "bright" smile on his face almost blinded him, not flashing, but frightened!

Who has ever seen Ah Piao stammering like this?

None of the envoys of the Ten Thousand Immortals Palace have enjoyed this kind of treatment.

The spiritual world of Ah Piao is really hard to understand!

Wutian Zhenjun finally calmed down his violently volatile emotions, and wanted to kindly tell the little guy how many sword babies were neatly arranged in front of her......

But I didn't want the fat girl's face to be flushed, so I waved my little fat hand directly, smiled and accepted it, and raised my head arrogantly, "Both??" -- Go in-- let's go. "Crisp and immature voice, soft and cute mess.

The fat girl who had just collected the "rent" said that the silver family was not open at all.

Whining...... If you don't count it, you must be laughed at by that group of Piao birds!!

Boom...... Obviously, the Yinjia is very serious, very serious, and he uses his fingers to break his fingers!!

*******

The hoarse and ghostly screams of the ghost cultivator have little impact on the same door of Ah Piao.

But for other cultivators, the impact is quite large.

One throat stunned everyone, this power is not as big as the first and second classes.

The eardrums of the ink-dyed clothes are still on strike, and the whole person is still in a trance.

This is also because her primordial spirit is powerful, comparable to that of a monk in the god transformation stage.

The sword cultivator of the Sword Alliance, who bore the brunt of the disaster, was the worst, and after being stunned by this ghost shout, the remaining ghost cultivators rushed up in a crazy tide, and they couldn't parry it at all, and they were drowned in the sea of ghosts in an instant.

But after a while, the sky became a sea of ghosts swimming freely.

These ghost cultivators all looked eager and excited, and some of them dragged the wilted sword baby. Some grabbed the souls that could still see the human form but were slightly incomplete, and flew in the same direction.

Ah Piao is back to pay the "rent"!

The ink-dyed clothes sensed the joy of the fat girl from the heart, and unconsciously brought out a happy smile. The smiling eyes are crooked, and the state of enchantment that sets off her red eyes and red lips at this time is indescribably weird......

The huge ghost lotus appeared, and the flowers bloomed, revealing the expressionless Wutian True Monarch inside.

But even though he tried his best to keep his composure, he could still tell from his shocked gaze that he was not at peace at this time.

Don't say he's not calm, the people here. Regardless of whether it is in heaven or earth, in the Hanyu Palace or in other sects, one counts as one. I was deeply shocked!

In other words, that's the ghost cultivation of the Imperial Ghost Sect's god transformation period.

Don't say how we recognize it, although our eyes were almost blinded by the flashing lights, but plain. It's an almost. Not blind yet!!

Cough! The point is not that you are blind or not.

The point is that during the transformation period of the Imperial Ghost Sect, Ah Piao will look flattering and flattering, and he can't take out his little heart to come out and take a look?

Ink dyed clothes silently summed it up in his heart with precise words.

These ghost cultivators really can't kneel and lick ahh......h

What, how eager are you to continue living in the fat girl's ink lotus?!

Ghost Cultivator of the Imperial Ghost Sect: Fish-lip humans with flesh will never understand our pursuit of Ah Piaodi! Uh-huh!

The Five Tilt True Monarch tried his best to calm himself down.

Nima, but she can't calm down!

The little heart beats very fast, I want to jump out, is it swollen?

He was sitting on the lotus canopy of Mo Lian, surrounded by a group of ghost cultivators of the Imperial Ghost Sect.

It's still a group of enthusiastic ghost cultivators.

He counted and counted very carefully, and there was no shortage of sword babies caught in the hands of the ghost cultivators of the Imperial Ghost Sect. It was just right with the number of arrogant sword cultivators before.

Right now, these sword babies are being taken by Mo Lian's master. A ghost sword butterfly with huge butterfly wings that did not match its body shape pointed out.

While pointing with Bai Shengsheng's little finger, he counted and counted.

The immature children's voice is very serious.

"One, two, three...... 9, 10, 20, 30、...... Eighty, ninety, ......" will not be counted later!

The fat girl tilted her head, her big black eyes were puzzled, and she counted to ninety one by one for Mao, but she was not tired of the number in front of her? Hum! The table bullies people are fooled when they are young, and she knows very well that she is ninety...... It's a big number, good felling! It could never be so little.

Count again.

The fat girl is more serious this time, and even professionally uses the "tool" - the little chubby hand.

One finger corresponds to a sword baby, one finger and one finger counted, and his mouth still read softly: "One, two, three...... 9, 10, 20, 30、...... Eighty ......"

The next ninety doesn't need to be read, and she also knows that it is wrong again.

The chubby little face slowly puffed up, and the gas buns came out.

The stubborn one counted N times again......

……

Five Tilt True Monarch felt that he had encountered the biggest challenge of his life.

If you want to laugh, you can't laugh, you can't hold it back, you have to hold it back, it's obviously a poor person with few facial expressions, and you always have an expressionless face, and now you want to twist, laugh, laugh, and swell?

He really wanted to say, count me best, kid paper, you obediently get out of the way and let me come......

But he can't open his mouth, and as soon as he opens his mouth, he will break his work!

This is about his lifelong cold image, and it must not be broken!

Especially Ah Piao, who has always been known for their gloomy and weird, one by one there is no impatience, happy and happy queue up to let this chubby little guy row and pull, how to group as much as he wants, and he will take the trouble to stand up over and over again if he wants to repeat the number, the "bright" smile on his face almost blinded him, not flashing, but frightened!

Who has ever seen Ah Piao stammering like this?

None of the envoys of the Ten Thousand Immortals Palace have enjoyed this kind of treatment.

The spiritual world of Ah Piao is really hard to understand!

Wutian Zhenjun finally calmed down his violently volatile emotions, and wanted to kindly tell the little guy how many sword babies were neatly arranged in front of her......

But I didn't want the fat girl's face to be flushed, so I waved my little fat hand directly, smiled and accepted it, and raised my head arrogantly, "Both??" -- Go in-- let's go. "Crisp and immature voice, soft and cute mess.

The fat girl who had just collected the "rent" said that the silver family was not open at all.

Whining...... If you don't count it, you must be laughed at by that group of Piao birds!!

Boom...... Obviously, the Yinjia is very serious, very serious, and he uses his fingers to break his fingers!!

*******

The hoarse and ghostly screams of the ghost cultivator have little impact on the same door of Ah Piao.

But for other cultivators, the impact is quite large.

One throat stunned everyone, this power is not as big as the first and second classes.

The eardrums of the ink-dyed clothes are still on strike, and the whole person is still in a trance.

This is also because her primordial spirit is powerful, comparable to that of a monk in the god transformation stage.

The sword cultivator of the Sword Alliance, who bore the brunt of the disaster, was the worst, and after being stunned by this ghost shout, the remaining ghost cultivators rushed up in a crazy tide, and they couldn't parry it at all, and they were drowned in the sea of ghosts in an instant.

But after a while, the sky became a sea of ghosts swimming freely.

These ghost cultivators all looked eager and excited, some dragged the wilted sword baby, and some grabbed the soul body that could still see the human form but was slightly incomplete, and flew in the same direction in a puff of smoke.

Ah Piao is back to pay the "rent"!

The ink dyed clothes sensed the joy of the fat girl from the heart, and unconsciously brought out a happy smile, the smiling eyes were crooked, and the enchanted state of her red eyes and red lips at this time was indescribably weird......

The huge ghost lotus appeared, and the flowers bloomed, revealing the expressionless Wutian True Monarch inside.

But even though he tried his best to keep his composure, he could still tell from his shocked gaze that he was not at peace at this time.

Don't say that he is not calm, the people present, whether they are in heaven and earth, Hanyu Palace or other sects, one is counted as one, they are all deeply shocked!

In other words, that's the ghost cultivation of the Imperial Ghost Sect's god transformation period.

Don't say how we recognize it, although our eyes were almost blinded by the flashing lights, but they are almost, not blind!!

Cough! The point is not that you are blind or not.

The point is that during the transformation period of the Imperial Ghost Sect, Ah Piao will look flattering and flattering, and he can't take out his little heart to come out and take a look?

Ink dyed clothes silently summed it up in his heart with precise words.

These ghost cultivators really can't kneel and lick ahh......h

What, how eager are you to continue living in the fat girl's ink lotus?!

Ghost Cultivator of the Imperial Ghost Sect: Fish-lip humans with flesh will never understand our pursuit of Ah Piaodi! Uh-huh!

The Five Tilt True Monarch tried his best to calm himself down.

Nima, but she can't calm down!

The little heart beats very fast, I want to jump out, is it swollen?

He was sitting on the lotus canopy of Mo Lian, surrounded by a group of ghost cultivators of the Imperial Ghost Sect.

It's still a group of enthusiastic ghost cultivators.

He counted and counted very carefully, and there was no shortage of sword babies caught in the hands of the ghost cultivators of the Imperial Ghost Sect, which was just right with the number of arrogant sword cultivators before.

Right now, these sword babies are being pointed out by Mo Lian's owner, a ghost sword butterfly Kaisen with huge butterfly wings that are extremely inconsistent with his body shape.

While pointing with Bai Shengsheng's little finger, he counted and counted.

The immature children's voice is very serious. (To be continued......)