Chapter 142: Isn't it just a JJ?

"Yes, yes, I will let them out immediately, and they can be incorporated into the team of heavenly soldiers and generals, but they have been blessed for eight lifetimes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info”

When Yuanqiu heard this, he couldn't care about envy and jealousy, and immediately rolled to the city again.

Apparently the report message went.

"The ...... Senior sister, do you feel too violent? ”

Zhen Yinjian looked at the purple smoke with excitement on his face, and after a shudder, he said with a painful face:

When the people around heard this, they all nodded approvingly, looking like they thought it was true.

"What? Dislike your sister? Well? ”

Ziyan seemed to rub his fist unconsciously, and said with an expression of smashing down with a punch without saying a reason:

Zhen Yinjian: ......

Crowd Nearby: ......

"Senior sister, no, I didn't mean that...... I mean, their bunch is too violent, well, yes, that's it...... ”

Zhen Yinjian watched Ziyan's hand stop rubbing, and hurriedly said with a flattering face:

Hearing this, Ziyan snorted coquettishly, turned her head and stopped looking at everyone.

Zhen Yinjian glanced at everyone, wiped the cold sweat on his head with an embarrassed face, didn't say anything, and looked at the city as if he wanted to wear it.

......

"Immortals, Vermilion Bird City, all the soldiers are here."

Yuanqiu was saying to the princes of Xiqi with a flattering face at this time:

In his opinion, these immortals must have been invited by the princes, otherwise how could they help them attack the city?

After receiving the order of Xingye, the princes of Xiqi nodded and led people to arrange the reorganization of the army of Suzaku City.

......

Three years later......

"Bang ...... ”

Facing the 6 people who were glaring at him in front of him, Ziyan's face did not change color, and he threw a punch directly.

Then these six people turned into a blood mist and drifted away.

The saint fell, the heavens and the earth mourned together, and the blood rain suddenly fell between the heavens and the earth in this world.

Six saints fell together, and the blood rain almost condensed into a solid state, and the whole world was filled with patches of blood.

By this time, Xiqi's army had already occupied most of the territory, and the army had expanded in large numbers.

Looking at the expressionless purple smoke above, Zhen Yinjian let out a wail in his heart.

Where did the senior sister who used to be shy go?

Since the last time she destroyed Chaoge with one blow, this senior sister seems to have changed as a person.

Now it's as if my eyes brighten when I see a fight.

"Alright, let them do the rest by themselves, kill these saints, and it's time for us to go back."

The faint voice of the night of torture sounded beside him.

Ziyan and the others nodded when they heard this.

While everyone was waiting, suddenly the surrounding space changed, and then they returned to the palace of the earth.

......

"Boy, there is a sunflower book here in this seat, and I will give it to you when I see that your kid is pleasing to the eye!"

“ ...... ”

"Boy, I'm serious, this is this heaven-level exercise, don't talk about anything else after cultivation, martial immortals and the like can be killed at will."

“ ...... ”

"Hey, I said you kid, you don't want such a good exercise, you have to think about what kind of, are you stupid?"

“ ...... ”

Deep in a dense mountain.

A handsome and extraordinary young man.

A chattering little turtle.

and the glittering sword in the boy's hand.

The result is a bizarre picture.

"Sao Nian ...... ”

"Don't say it...... Let you cut jj you cut or not? ”

The man finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said to He Song with a sad and angry face:

He Song opened his mouth when he heard this, but he didn't say anything.

"Hey, hey, young age, so angry, it's better to cut it."

After a pause, the slow voice continued.

The corner of the man's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he decisively chose to ignore He Song's words.

At this time, three months have passed since Zhen Yinjian and the five returned to Earth after completing their mission.

In the past three months, He Song has lived a good life on the earth, and He Song has forgotten to return to the Dragon Palace and various delicacies on the earth.

But just a few days ago, He Song ate for so long, and he was a little tired in his heart.

So I thought about finding a universe to play with.

However, seeing the countless ups and downs of the universe within the Gate of Light, He Song made another difficulty.

After thinking for a while, He Song didn't bother to choose, so he pointed directly to one and got in.

Then they appeared in a ravine.

After scanning the spiritual power, he found that this was a world of martial artists.

But it is different from the martial artists of the original universe, but the kind of martial artists who cultivate physical strength.

With one move and one style, it is enough to destroy the world.

Looking at the various martial artists in this universe, He Song smashed his mouth, and suddenly remembered a book of martial arts from the palace.

At that moment, he smiled, and with He Song's realm of eternal true god, he directly created an extremely powerful, and with obvious characteristics of that kind of exercise.

However, the previous part said that it was necessary to go from the palace, but the last line was extremely tiny, and even the handwriting that only people above the martial immortal could find:

"If you don't go to the palace, you will get twice the result with half the effort."

After creating the exercises, this product began to sell its own exercises.

The man named Wang Yu in front of him was the first customer He Song found.

But who knows, this thing sees the big one above the exercises:

"If you want to practice this skill, you must first go to the palace."

When he threw away the exercises, he said with a disgusted face:

"You treat me stupidly, I haven't been married yet, I haven't given birth to a child yet, what about the sexual happiness after the palace?"

After finishing speaking, he looked at He Song with disdain.

He Song was furious when he heard this, what happened to this exercise? Wouldn't you just cut a jj? It's like this thing can find a daughter-in-law.

Thinking of this, He Song didn't bother anymore, and directly followed Wang Yu.

Wang Yu couldn't, he also tried to run, but when he ran out of breath, he could always find He Song looking at him leisurely.

After several times, Wang Yu accepted his fate, so let's follow, anyway, this thing is just a little chatter.

What the? Beat? Have you ever seen a talking turtle? Haven't seen it? Is it good to have a little common sense? The demon beast that has refined the horizontal bone in the throat, which one is not the master who destroys the world with a wave of his hand?

It seems to be a little cute next to me.

Wang Yu was entangled in his heart.

He Song was troubled because his exercises could not be sold.

How good is this exercise for yourself? With a little practice, you can kill a martial immortal, what other exercises can compare with this exercise?

Just when He Song was troubled in his heart, a bright light suddenly flashed in his mind.

"If ...... And then again...... You must be able to sell your own exercises, right? ”

The more He Song thought about it, the more feasible he felt, although the ideas in his mind were just ideas for the time being, but after his own cultivation of the Eternal True God, it was absolutely feasible.

"Hey, hey...... ”

A sinister smile came from He Song's mouth.