"It's a good day!"

Mu Qing couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth when he saw Eternal Tribulation's comfortable appearance.

His second uncle, threw Lao Tzu into the terrifying big grinding plate, and was shattered hundreds of millions of times, are you still in the mood to drink tea here?

Doesn't your conscience hurt? Aren't you afraid of choking to death with tea?

Mu Qing glared at the Eternal Tribulation viciously, if his gaze could kill, at this moment, he would have killed the Eternal Tribulation Dao hundreds of millions of times.

"Don't worry, even if you die eight hundred times, I won't be choked to death!"

Yong Tribulation glanced at Mu Qing and saw through his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys.

Airplanes!

I saw him raise his hand and point, and a futon condensed by white light suddenly appeared in front of Mu Qing.

"Why do you have a deck chair and I can only squat on a futon?"

Mu Qing was already resentful, and when he saw this unequal treatment, he began to use the topic to play without even thinking about it.

"Tut-tut, the ability is not big, the tone is not small, and if you understand a little fur, you dare to twitter in front of this avenue, who gave you confidence?"

When the eternal calamity is finished, he will take away the futon.

Rumble!

As a result, Mu Qing pressed on the top of his buttocks, and his buttocks pressed on the futon.

"I'm just thirsty, and I'll also taste what the big guy's tea tastes like!"

Good fellow, he said to taste it, but before he could say the first word, he had already picked up the teapot and poured himself a full cup.

Eternal Doom pursed his lips, not bothering to debunk him.

This product has the same virtue as the emperor's grandson, and in some respects it is even better than the blue.

However, this tea was deliberately left for him, and Yong Cao didn't care at all, and even gloated a little.

And Mu Qing has been abused in the Great Mill of Eternal Tribulation for 5,000 years, and his throat has long been smoky with thirst, where can he care what kind of tea this is, and he just took a sip and dried it.

Airplanes!

As a result, as soon as the tea was in his stomach, he instantly turned into an angry dragon and rushed into his limbs and hundreds of bones frantically.

Before Mu Qing could even figure out what was going on, he flew out and plunged headlong into the Eternal Tribulation Mill again.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The moment he entered the grinding plate, the tea he drank completely exploded, instantly propping him up into a big fat man.

And it's not just his belly that is stretched, but also his head, limbs, and even his entire body.

Thus, a new round of grinding of the millstone storm began.

This time, the Great Mill of Eternal Tribulation no longer rotated slowly, but soared wildly at ten times the speed.

Thundered!

The storm in the grinding disc was suddenly strengthened countless times, not only mixed with the wind sword and frost sword, but also carrying purple thunder.

And in the center of the storm, Mu Qing was like a spinning top that spun wildly, driven and squeezed by the frantic drive of the death storm ring, and it was extremely miserable.

Looking at that posture, it seems that he will not be squeezed into nothingness, and he will not give up.

"Ahh ——”

The pain that came from the depths of his soul finally pulled Mu Qing, who had fallen into a state of chaos, back.

At this time, he felt like he had been stuffed into the depths of the sea, he couldn't breathe at all, and he felt that every inch of his flesh and blood was being squeezed inward.

His primordial spirit is like porcelain, which may collapse at any time.

"Beast, it's not enough to torture Lao Tzu for 5,000 years, but it's a second time!"

Mu Qing roared angrily.

But he soon became speechless.

Because at this moment, the light grinding and dark grinding of the big grinding disc lit up at the same time, and then suddenly closed, directly suppressing him in the central vortex of the grinding disc.

Instantly made him unconscious.

At the same time, Qingmo, who had already formed a cocoon and fallen into a deep sleep, suddenly opened his eyes.

Because just now, she completely lost the slightest sense of disconnection between her and Mu Qing.

At this moment, she was completely panicked.

She didn't care about the disordered mana in her body, and rushed directly out of the ark.

Airplanes!

Just as she was about to leave the ark, the outer light film suddenly lit up, directly blocking her back.

"Let me out!"

Qingmo didn't say a word, and directly urged the Great Dao Love Flower to bless herself, and then took out the Shura Hell Scythe that she hadn't used for a long time and was very incommensurate with her appearance.

Swish!

She didn't even think about it, and directly slashed at the Ark Light Film with a single sword.

But what level of treasure is the Ark of Immeasurables?

That's a super treasure that even the Dao Realm boss can't break, how can it be destroyed by a quasi-saint consummation of Qingmo?

Shout!

Just when Qingmo was about to be injured by the light film of the ark, a ray of light suddenly hit from outside the ark.

Bang!

Qingmo was directly knocked back to the first layer of the ark by the glimmer of light, and her chaotic mana was instantly stabilized.

At the same time, a voice echoed in her mind: "Mu Qing is fine, don't make a mess!" ”

"Senior, how long will it take for my little seven to come back?"

Qingmo heard the voice of the eternal calamity, and instantly calmed down, but when she thought of Mu Qing, her heart immediately rose again.

"A thousand years later!"

The voice of Eternal Calamity rang out again.

"Thank you seniors for telling me!"

After Qingmo listened, his hanging heart finally let go.

For those of them who are cultivators, a thousand years is just a retreat and a nap, and it is not too difficult.

Qingmo is really worried about this place.

Although she was able to refine her physique and spirit here, her fate was in the hands of others, which made her very uncomfortable.

But the senior didn't seem to have any ill intentions.

After these five thousand years of cultivation, she had already reached the verge of breaking through, and her heart was in turmoil just now, and she almost couldn't control the restless mana.

Fortunately, that senior stepped in and helped her suppress the chaotic mana, otherwise she really didn't know what to do.

The ark can block the avenue, she can't survive in it at all, and when the time comes, if she forcibly presses down, she doesn't know if there will be any problems.

"Stinky boy, it's not good to cherish the resources of the Great Dao, but to be attached to the worldly desires like those ordinary ants, it's really stupid!"

"Besides, with this bit of fur you comprehend, if you really enter the chaotic universe, you don't need that Hongmeng guy to make a move, you can be crushed into powder by the rules of the universe over there!"

Eternal Tribulation looked at Mu Qing who was floating in the center of the grinding disc and couldn't help but shake his head.

As the Great Dao of Eternal Tribulation, he is in charge of the reincarnation of all beings, has the power to cleanse the dirt of the dead souls, and has the ability to understand all beings in the universe.

He was tired of the birth, evolution, and destruction of all the heavens and all souls.

Mu Qing carries the symbol of eternal calamity, inherits the origin of the emperor's avenue, and carries the luck of the two realms of chaos eternal tribulation, as long as he works hard, it can be said that the future is bright.

But he is deeply trapped in the world, bound by emotions, and prone to emotion, and does not look like a pure heart and few desires at all.

This is very stupid in the eyes of Eternal Calamity.

Bland, ignorant, he can't even experience the happiness in the mouths of these ordinary beings.

Because he is the Great Dao of Eternal Tribulation, standing at the pinnacle of the universe, of course, this also represents eternal exile.