"Across the millennium to find the Heavenly Yang Divine Bead, the thousand-year-old banshee?"

The more he looked, the more familiar it felt.

In order to protect the common people in the world, the female cultivator Rong Yuyi, who has cultivated for thousands of years, stole the female demon's earth yin magic bead with the desperate help of her master and sister, and accidentally crossed Hong Kong from the millennium to the tens.

Rong Yuyi ran into a Hong Kong policeman Meng Bo, and the other party had the Tianyang Divine Bead in his body.

The two fell in love, and in the end, Meng Bo shot himself in order to defeat the female demon, and helped Rong Yuyi take out the Tianyang Divine Bead in his body and defeat the female demon.

The world is chaotic in dynasties, and according to the normal development of history, there should not be an era of industrialization.

Although the immortals of the fairy realm are bastards, He Cheng still recognizes their abilities, and it is impossible for them to die in a thousand years of hard work.

It's just that this Rong Yuyi has traveled to Hong Kong for thousands of years.

"Crossing the Orb, hey!"

He Chengyi rubbed his hands and stood up, and flew straight towards Montenegro.

With such a baby, if he can't beat it, he can run, and he can be considered to have a bottom.

The wind around him became more and more fierce, and he was like a meteor smashed down from the sky, flying too fast, and a fire had already burned all around him.

The farmers who were farming suddenly heard a "boom" above their heads, and when they looked up, they saw a black shadow with a white cloud tail flying in the direction of Montenegro.

"Immortals!"

Nong Han immediately dropped the hoe, put down the bamboo basket, and knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

In the caves of Montenegro,

The vixen watched in horror as the nun turned into an ice sculpture in the blink of an eye, and the other nun and the demon disappeared in an instant. 35xs

The female cultivators who were made of ice sculptures by ice had the skills of Jindan, but they were defeated by the female demon in one or two moves.

It took her a long time to calm down the fear in her heart, and her feet were like nails, and she couldn't stand steadily.

Rumble!!

A gust of wind swept in from the mouth of the cave.

The vixen squinted and raised her hand to block the wind that blew in.

The figure as strong as an iron tower stepped on the light and walked step by step.

"God, God-king" The vixen quickly lowered his head.

He Cheng glanced down at the vixen and nodded, "You did a good job"

He raised his hand to collect the corpse armor on the vixen's body, shook his right hand, followed by a shake of his wrist, and listened to a "bang".

A treasure rake that emitted divine light was on the ground, and the ground suddenly trembled heavily, and it was sunk down a lot.

The vixen was just about to ask if he could leave, but when he saw him shake the mountain with his hands, he immediately dispelled the idea.

He Cheng didn't have the heart to pay attention to the fox spirit's inner thoughts, he made up his mind to pay attention, if it was a thousand-year-old banshee, the female cultivator Yuyi and the female demon would inevitably come back to fight to the death.

When the time comes, he kills the witch and takes two more orbs.

"The Perfect Plan"

Rough action and suppression by force is the most perfect plan in He Cheng's heart.

Those tricks are unintentional.

"But be careful, don't get hit by two beads"

is as strong as a female demon who is smashed by two beads, and He Cheng doesn't have the confidence to resist.

They don't know when they will come back, although it is stupid to wait for the rabbit, it is the most appropriate way, and this work can only be done by himself, and it is useless to be killed by the female demon with a sword in exchange for a fox spirit.

The vixen sat beside him.

Sunset and moonrise.

The moon disappears again.

In two days, He Cheng was a zombie, and it was not difficult to remain motionless, not to mention that he could still cultivate mana and want to form a corpse pill as soon as possible.

That night, he opened his eyes with a rake.

"What do you want to ask?"

He didn't know that the vixen didn't dare to leave, and thought that the vixen had something to ask for.

The vixen shook his head, then nodded again.

"Do you understand love?"

"Huh?"

"My sister left me and my little sister for love, and left with a scholar, who found out that she was a fox, so he asked Orion to skin her." The vixen fell into a memory, "When my sister died, she had no regrets, I don't understand. Your cultivation is so high, you must understand! ”

"I don't understand," He Cheng shook his head.

He has seen a lot of love and love, and in the end they are all dry shouting.

If you are lucky, you will eventually become a dependent, drink soup and cross the bridge after a hundred years, and then reincarnate in your own way.

If you are a little unlucky, you can go to Huangquan together, and then drink soup and cross the bridge, and after being reincarnated, you will cross your own path.

The one with the worst luck is one dead and one alive, the dead can live a new life early, and the living one will either find a new love or live a lifetime with a tablet.

"Cultivate more, kill more, and think less."

There was blood in the words, but the vixen nodded as if he had received the holy decree, and turned to ponder it by himself.

In his eyes, everyone in this world is in the movie.

Love is made up by others, he doesn't treat the people here as people, and naturally there is no love, at most he is familiar, and he will think about it a little before he starts.

Seeing the fox spirit thinking alone, He Cheng took out the treasure rake and walked step by step in the cave.

His subordinates Yan Hong and Xiao Shuang Jin Yan also received his order to return to Montenegro, and the female demon who occupied Montenegro would inevitably have to collide with them.

I just went around in a small circle, but I didn't find any clues.

He simply sat cross-legged beside his junior sister Bing Carving, holding the nine-toothed nail rake, and closed his eyes to cultivate.

Time flies, and the fox spirit wants to leave a few times, looking at He Cheng, who is sitting still like an ice sculpture, and holding his feet down, I am afraid that he will be slaughtered unhappily.

For more than half a month.

The injuries on the vixen's body have healed, but the range of motion dares to go beyond the cave.

Syllable!

He Cheng stood up abruptly and looked up with a rake. The vixen was also curious, and looked up with him.

saw two figures suddenly explode in the sky.

"Small!"

The white-clothed figure flicked his sleeves, and there was a smell of a Chinese ghost story.

He Cheng carried the rake upside down, stomped his feet, and swept over the black shadow with a rake.

Before the female demon could react, she saw a nine-toothed nail rake pressing towards her head like a crocodile's mouth. She hurriedly raised her hand to block it, she could block it with ordinary magic weapons, but this treasure rake was extraordinary, the nine teeth were like nine barbed teeth, and they snorted through the wrist of the female demon.

The witch was pierced through the wrist by a rake, and howled in pain, and the sound was like a wolf's howl.

"What kind of ghost are you, why are you here to get in my way?"

She had just lifted her eyes from the rake to look at the face of the man holding the rake.

"Demon Destroyer!"

He Cheng gritted his teeth and smiled, this reason is too perfect, if you want to kill you, it is to eliminate the demon guard, he was chased here and ran around at the beginning, and now it is time to change himself to be happy.

With a twist of his wrist, he turned around with an iron rake of more than 5,000 catties, and the female golem was very attached to the black rope on the rake, and was wrapped around in circles.

Boom!

The rake slammed on the ground, he raised his foot and stepped on the female demon's wrist, pulled half of his arm, and black blood splashed all over the ground.

"The blood stinks, phew!"

He lifted the rake in disgust and smashed it.

With a weapon in hand, the combat effectiveness has increased by at least half.

"Tsk, no wonder Sun Dasheng is just a monkey without the golden hoop stick" He didn't know if it was true or not, but at this moment he felt the benefits of the magic weapon.