Qin Xian reversed, stole the divine fire and ran away! The gods and Buddhas in the sky were gloating.

The fairy world, like the water's edge.

A young man in purple stood on the water, looking coldly at the sky.

"Qin Xian, you are both heaven-breaking. It's been obtained, immortality, why, do you want, steal, heavenly fire? You, immortal, don't you want to, you want it!"

An emotionless voice came, old-fashioned, two-worded, very awkward.

"I thought that on the day I stabbed my head, Lao Tzu would be able to be unrestrained, but I didn't expect to practice for hundreds of thousands of years, and I became an immortal, but I cultivated it into a big joke!

"Lao Tzu likes to be free, but he still has to be controlled and exploited by your gang of people who are not human, ghosts and ghosts, those soft eggs can bear it, Lao Tzu can't bear it! This immortal fire, Lao Tzu wants to return it to the Immortal Realm!"

If the water is rolling, a huge monster appears in the sky, with a blank face, and it is impossible to tell whether it is happy or sad. Holding a beautiful girl in your hand is like pinching a rag doll.

"That is, in this way, this, girl, is dead or alive, you will, no matter, right!"

After speaking, without waiting for a reply, with a little force, the girl turned into a blood mist and disappeared!

"Little junior sister!"

Blood dripped from the eyes of the purple-clothed young man, and he clenched the iron rod in his hand!

"See! This is what you call an immortal, have you ever given us a chance! You are high up and regard us as ants, grass mustard, how can you ever think about our feelings!"

"Ants, that's it, ants, casually, pinch, die, die, what's the matter! You're the same, it's just how long, one pair, wings, that's it. ”

"Haha! Today I'll let you guys see if the bones of Lao Tzu are white, whether the blood is red, Pangu God! Wake up! I am willing to exchange my body of bones and blood for you to return to the world!"

"Pangu!"

The steely monster finally changed its expression, its eyes flashed, and the corners of its mouth twitched mechanically.

"Pangu! He is, that one, in the war, has long become, turned into ashes, no more, no return, here! All beings, equality, foolishness, dreams!"

The young man in purple no longer talked nonsense with this stammer, gritted the silver teeth in his mouth, swallowed with blood, and got up the iron rod in his hand and smashed it at the monster......

Not far away, in the brilliant galaxy, a huge warship loomed......

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