Chapter 542: The Eight Realms That Make People Feel Comfortable

Lu Qi'er stomped his feet for no reason and scolded: "Damn Liu Blind all day long, count this and that, is it possible that you will fall into today's situation if you don't praise the girl?"

Then Lu Qi'er relied on the anger in his heart to say something that he wouldn't believe himself, "Or is he Liu Butao obviously calculated, and deliberately let Bao Yatou get into danger?"

Lu Qi'er looked around, although the small pavilion was barely able to resist being torn into it by the suction of heaven and earth, but the coercion from the other side of heaven and earth was transmitted into this small pavilion without the slightest interruption.

He Lu Qi'er has seen a really big scene, he has fought with half of the first-order beasts equivalent to the three heavens of Emperor Xuan, and the foreign beasts above the land of another god and man are still not inferior, and even his Lu Qi'er has relied on the very small price of one leg to exchange one for one and kill the other party.

Even in the face of Liu Butao's extremely perverted pervert, he Lu Qi'er did not hesitate at all, but at this moment, under the pressure of these heavens and earth, Lu Qi'er's heart only felt that it was particularly small, so small that it was difficult to fit anything, and everything that protected the praise girl and the like couldn't be tolerated.

Suddenly, above the heart under the pressure of heaven and earth, a flat but powerful voice resounded in Lu Qi'er's entire heart lake and sea of knowledge, which was the first time Lu Qi'er really left the Miasma Mountain, Liu Butao said to him Lu Qi'er: "Take the girl back." ”

So when Lu Qi'er looked up at Bao Yi again, and looked at the other side of the world where the black clouds were overwhelming, they were all very different, very different.

And his deer cutting is also very different, his cultivation is rising step by step, and he is rising one after another.

Six Realms Martial Cultivation, Seven Realms Martial Cultivation, and then with a drum, with a big momentum, attacked the Eight Realms Mountain Sting, when he Lu Qi'er walked towards Bao Yi again, he was already an Eight Realms Martial Cultivator.

It was Lu Qi'er that no matter how he cultivated and how he fought and honed before, he could only reach the half-step Eight Realms, and it was definitely not the Eight Realms that he is fighting now.

The golden villain suddenly appeared under the small pavilion, which was actually a small world of its own, and Bao Yi was beside him.

Bao Yi turned his head, squatted down, and looked at the golden light villain.

The golden light villain asked Baoyi in his heart.

Bao Yi asked softly, "You want these divine soul powers?"

The golden man shook his head.

Bao Yi said helplessly: "Okay, you don't want it, you borrow it." ”

The golden light villain nodded vigorously.

"But I don't know how to lend you these divine powers?"

So the golden light villain pointed to the top of Bao Yixin's mouth with the very small finger after the golden light was transformed.

In the next moment, the power of the divine souls around the small pavilion gradually gathered, starting from one end, and converged into an extremely thin stream.

The power of the divine soul shone with golden light, and the stream flowed, surging towards the golden light villain, and the golden light villain's figure was more and more condensed at this moment.

With a sound of "倀", the golden light villain wrapped in the golden light shuttled through the space at a very fast speed, straight to the sky.

In the small pavilion, without the previous protection of the divine soul, Bao Yi was intuitively pressed by a burst of heaven and earth that could annihilate the soul body.

Under this coercion, the monk is like mustard grass, small and insignificant.

Followed by the coercion was a majestic force that sucked the heavens and the earth, one after the other, as if receiving the waves, and went straight to the small pavilion.

At the same time, just as the golden light villain took away the wisp of Xuanzu's soul that recognized Bao Yi and went straight to the sky, a slightly rough big hand, behind Bao Yi, took the initiative to hold Bao Yi.

Bao Yi turned around, the joy on his face was unconcealed, and he exclaimed, "Uncle Lu, you, your legs." ”

Lu Qi'er, who pulled Bao Yi with her hand, grinned extremely without image, and looked down at the originally empty half-cut trouser tube, which now had an extra immature thigh like a newborn baby.

Lu Qi'er shook his newborn thighs, and he was still a little awkward, after all, it had been a thousand years since he Lu Qi'er last stood on his legs.

Lu Qi'er breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel that the word comfort was all over his body, pulled over Baoyi, looked ahead, and whispered, "Eight realms and eight realms, it turns out that this is the eight realms, the realm of rebirth." ”

Immediately, a Dharma phase outer body that was dozens of meters tall when he was half a step into the Eight Realms and a Dharma phase outer body that was several times smaller than more than ten meters high, condensed out of thin air, stood in the small pavilion, and praised him before the deer cut.

Fa Xiangwai is not demented and godless, and he is extremely spiritual, turning his head to look at Lu Qi'er, but this look on his face is estimated to have completely inherited his Lu Qi'er, looking like a thief and a stubble, and smiling at him Lu Qi'er.

Originally, he had the reputation of being old and improper, but Lu Qi'er was upright and faced with his own appearance.

What kind of character is he who is not a clear man yet, and he is connected to him with one heart and one heart, and the Dharma phase outside the body cannot give a good face, otherwise he will kick his nose and face in the future, but there will be less things for the Lord?

Then, Lu Qi'er, who had already reached the Eight Realms Martial Cultivation Cultivation, turned around and made a loud voice, taking over the previous wisp of divine soul with a body that was still not small, and guarded in front of the small pavilion.

With the strong force of the Eight Realms Martial Cultivation, resist the pull that comes from the other side of heaven and earth.

Lu Qi'er turned around, sat on the stone bench under the pavilion very lazily, looked at Bao Yi and said, "Now her surname is Bao, I'm afraid she will no longer be able to stop my surname Lu from stealing wine and drinking." ”

Because even if it is stopped, he Lu Qi'er is now a martial artist in the Eight Realms, not to mention that you are only a double Heavenly Xuan Emperor who has fallen into the realm, even if you let Bao Luan Yuan return to the Triple Heaven?

Eight realms, eight realms, it is really a thing that makes me extremely happy to think about it.

Bao Yi endured it many times, but she still didn't open her mouth to tell Uncle Lu in front of her, in fact, a long time ago, Granny Bao had already returned to the realm of Emperor Xuan's Triple Heaven that she didn't know much about.

It's just that the previous Granny Bao was afraid that Uncle Lu would be too hard to hit, so she hid her cultivation, so Uncle Lu had the illusion of being full of empty stomachs, and Bao Yi couldn't help but think of Uncle Lu swaggering to "steal" wine and eat at this moment, but she met Granny Bao, and it was an extremely interesting thing to think about.

Bao Yi couldn't help but chuckle, and Lu Qi'er couldn't stop grinning when she saw this.