To say stress, it is impossible to do without drops!

Who made this god of war Da Da wake up with a full dialect, and then finally corrected the accent, that awkward Zhengtai voice made it really difficult for her to bring the two in.

The moon god left many tasks, and god-making is the most important one.

The mission was heavy, and Jiang Qingyu vaguely remembered his goal when he first came to the cultivation realm: feather ascension.

Now, the objective has been slightly changed to add one before Feather Ascension: Salvation.

She seemed to understand why she was struck by the heavenly thunder to the cultivation realm, and she also understood why she was cultivating.

She practiced for the sake of the world.

What she is building is a great avenue, a great avenue of common life.

The seal of the Protoss can last for ten years at most, and if the individual seal of the twelve demon generals is broken, the main seal may be broken in advance.

The moon god said that there are only eight of the twelve demon generals left, namely charm, desire, greed, mirage, dream, heart, blood, and plague.

Their sealed lands are all over the world.

The leaf sigil on her brow will guide her in the direction, and her current main quest is to strengthen the seal.

There are a total of twelve independent small arrays in the sealing magic array, and the twelve demon generals were just right, but four of them were cut by the god of war, and the four divine beasts took the initiative to ask for their lives, and volunteered to go to the sealed places everywhere, unite the gods, and suppress the demon clan.

Now, her eyebrows are slightly hot, and she keeps clamoring to go out to the secret realm to do a big job!

In other words, this secret realm happens to be a sealed place.

Jiang Qingyu looked at the temple, thinking about how to get out, and a transparent bead suddenly fell from the sky and smashed on her head.

The smashed position instantly puffed up a red envelope, which looked painful.

Jiang Qingyu: There is a swear sentence that I don't know whether to say or not......

In the next breath, the door of the peach blossom inheritance was like spitting out old phlegm and "throwing" her out.

As the inheritance inside was taken away, the hall, which had no strength to support, collapsed with a bang.

On the cliff, the solid cloud anxiously looked at the clouds and resentment that kept spreading in the sky to all corners of the secret realm, these ghost things were confusing the demon beasts in the secret realm.

They are like a plague, and everything that touches them has lost their minds, and they go crazy with red eyes.

The bad news is that in the entire secret realm, not a single demon beast has been spared.

The good news is that Youzhi won't be fooled.

The solid cloud floated back and forth, and in a whole anxious state, he didn't notice that the cotton on his body had sparsed to the point that he couldn't cover his body.

A shrunken moon-white groom that radiates a faint moonlight that resembles a soft moonlight.

When Jiang Qingyu was thrown out by the Peach Blossom Inheritance, this solid cloud only felt a chill behind it, and then a familiar and friendly aura suddenly went out out of thin air.

It's the host!

It looked back in surprise, but saw no familiar figure in its memory, only one kneeling in the clouds, head down, eyes buried in the shadows.

The solid cloud suddenly felt bad, but it didn't care so much, and rushed straight towards the transparent beads in Jiang Qingyu's palm: "Master! ”

Originally, because before entering the inheritance, I was bitten by this little thing, and it disappeared inexplicably.

Jiang Qingyu sighed silently, thinking to herself, this is probably eating people with a short mouth and taking people softly, and her conscience found out.

Seeing the ghostly energy, demonic energy, divine energy, demonic energy, resentment, and evil energy permeating the outside world, Jiang Qingyu opened her red lips slightly in surprise -?

After taking over the time of inheritance, the sky changed directly outside?

If you don't understand, you ask, "How long has it been like this outside?" ”

Solid cloud stuck to the transparent bead and refused to let go, "Just a moment of effort, your ghost cultivator who claims to be a senior brother dropped this golden bowl and flew into the center of resentment, I don't know how he is now, I think he is also quite fierce, but I don't know if he is fierce or the evil ghost is fierce......"

Jiang Qingyu's red lips raised: "Of course, senior brother is more fierce!" ”

Solid Yun, oh, no, it should be Xiao Gonghou, said depressedly: "Aren't you going to help him?" ”

It looked at Jiang Qingyu and wondered, aren't these two brothers and sisters?

Why aren't you in a hurry at all?

Although, however, this ghost cultivator is really good for ghosts.

Thinking of the man who left the money and put a protective cover on himself, I feel more and more that this is a good ghost who is one in a million!

"I believe in Senior Brother." Jiang Qingyu has a hundred hearts for Tang Yuan, her senior brothers and sisters, there is no one who is not powerful!

"Besides," her gaze fell on the misty demon plantation forest, where the demonic aura was overflowing, "I will also do what I have to do, and take the responsibility that I came here." ”

With a wave of his hand, the transparent enchantment of the golden bowl opened a small opening slightly, and Jiang Qingyu dodged out, leaving the transparent beads and Xiao Konghou inside.

"Wait, I'm going too!"

Jiang Qingyu looked at Xiao Gonghou, who volunteered, and the transparent beads also slowly rose and flew towards her, since this is the case, "Then come on." ”

The inheritance of the moon god is in the peach blossom inheritance, she took over the inheritance of the moon god, and this inheritance light bead in her hand, without thinking too much, must be the peach blossom inheritance.

Xiao Konghou is commensurate with the owner of the inheritance light bead, that is, the natal spiritual weapon of the master of this inheritance.

As far as she knows, since the establishment of Peach Blossom Island, there is only one predecessor who has taken Konghou as her natal spiritual weapon, famous all over the world, she is the founder of Peach Blossom Island, and later generations call her Peach Blossom Senior, and almost no one remembers her natal - Taozhuo.

The peach is dying, scorching its glory.

Jiang Qingyu once again sighed at the power of Master Wu Lingjun, and his collection of books was all recorded in the cultivation world, and the hobbies and habits of famous and powerful people in the cultivation world were recorded.

Jiang Qingyu, who has nothing to do, has seen a lot of the history of his predecessors from these books, but unfortunately, there is no old man.

She was sent by a certain Taoist one day to the first master who took her in modern times, Wen Guqiu.

"What's wrong with you?" Why does it suddenly look sad?

In the latter words, Xiao Konghou didn't ask.

Jiang Qingyu lowered her head slightly, her emotions had been well hidden in her heart, "It's okay, let's go." ”

……

In the clouds, ten thousand ghosts roared.

The red and black resentment and yin qi rushed in the thick clouds, and the beautiful or ugly grimaces dragged the gas-like bodies flying all over the sky, enjoying the hard-won freedom.

Tang Yuan holds an umbrella independently, with a red umbrella and ink clothes, and his back is like a ghost.

If you look closely, his body is very thin and light, like paper, and he is also a ghost.

He just stood there, his aura faint, so faint that it didn't look like he had escaped from a cage, like a new ghost who had just died.

All the ghosts are enjoying this hard-won time, and of course they don't pay attention to a little ghost who is so weak that he will scatter at a casual touch.

So, among the ten thousand ghosts, Tang Yuan was covered by the eaves of the umbrella and half of his face was exposed, revealing only a smooth chin that was so white that it was not like words.

He tilted the umbrella slightly, just revealing his good-looking lips, not pale, but very ruddy, sighed softly, and muttered softly: "It seems that the wine is all fried......"

(End of chapter)