The Thunder Heavenly God's world-destroying pure thunder is simply a nirvana for the soul body, and together with the white light, even Mo Ji came with a terrifying consciousness, and now the delicate body, which is close to three feet, shrank, and hugged Xiang Yang's neck, and poked out half of his head from behind him tremblingly...

She was in a state of invisibility, in fact, she was just pretending, but that palpitation was genuine.

You must know that after absorbing some of the Red Dragon Remnant Souls in the Heavenly Dragon Miaoyin Pill, Mo Ji is now infinitely close to the first-order Bo Xun Demon, and just speaking of soul power, she has already surpassed the supreme level and entered the sequence of real immortals in the Pangu Realm, even if it is only the lowest-level mortal immortal, it is also the power of transcendence and the mountain and sea realm.

Even she is so taboo about this world-destroying pure thunder, how can the blood shadow escape?

There is no doubt that, like the mysterious man before, along with the white light, the blood shadow was directly rushed up, and then the original illusory figure was forced to take shape, and finally it was completely pierced.

It's just that this blood shadow doesn't seem to have the crystal ball with it, and it just turns into nothing...

A moment later, the light gate had also disappeared, and a whirlpool appeared where the original regulation platform was located, sucking all the sea of blood into it, and then, a faint light flashed, and thousands of zhang Fang Yuan recovered as before, and even the big pit that was smashed open by Xiang Yang at the beginning had disappeared.

A strange moan was now echoing throughout the Sunset Valley, and the whole valley trembled with the loud sound, but there was not much pain to be heard.

The King of the Mountains was no longer rolling, his huge body was facing the sky, trembling slightly, and his abdomen was still contracting from time to time.

Xiang Yang stood between its hind hooves, looking around blankly, and suddenly had a very strange feeling...

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"This... Mountain King, can you give me back the stick?"

An hour later, Xiang Yang stood there quite embarrassed, Lei Tianshen and the others stood dozens of feet away, looking at him with strange expressions, and in the distance, all the sea beasts gathered together, letting out exclamations from time to time.

Beside Xiang Yang, there stood a giant with a height of more than three feet and knotted muscles, a face twice as big as ordinary people with a slight flush on it, and he was holding a thick iron rod tightly, refusing to let go.

She was naked, with only a circle of dark scales around her waist, her chest was turbulent, and her wheat-colored skin was stained with oily sweat.

Hearing Xiang Yang's question, the Mountain King's head shook like a rattle, and as soon as he spoke, his originally thick voice was a little hoarse: "Our Biyi clan has rules... This man will be my husband in the future, and I will never be separated from him until I die!"

Xiang Yang's head is big, you are holding a stick and calling your husband? Besides, is it better than the wing clan to be a bird, what are you like?

The most important thing is that the spirit of the Ruyi golden hoop stick has not been opened, speaking of which is still a baby, how old are you, grandma? Look at the demon body, how can it be tens of thousands of years old, even if you are ready to eat the tender grass of the old cow, but the tender grass has not sprouted!

But what else can be done, compared to this one, Xiang Yang's proud power is a little insufficient, if it turns into a demon body, it can simply crush him.

Of course, if you are about to fight for life and death, the size of the mountain king is too big, Xiang Yang is so flexible, and there are too many hole cards, and he may not lose.

Xiang Yang blinked his eyes, stretched out his hand, and the Ruyi Golden Hoop Rod instantly shrank into a thin needle and threw it into his hand.

The mountain king's arms were empty, and he was about to get angry, but he saw the stick in his hand next to him and stroked it a few times, sighed, and stretched out his hand to hand it over: "Anyway, this stick has been with me for so many years, but I can't do that kind of thing to beat the mandarin duck, you have to treat it well in the future..."

The king of the mountain hurriedly took it and nodded.

Among the clones of Qiankun Ding, Yuan Zihe, who had just walked out of the gene mixing cabin, was a little embarrassed, why did his stick suddenly disappear...

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Since they are all from their own family, everything is naturally easy to say.

The King of the Mountains is not comparable to ordinary abyss beasts, although he grew up in the abyss when he was young, he has never been in contact with outsiders, and he is a little unfamiliar with the world, but his combat power is real.

According to her, there are only ten king-level abyssal beasts of the same level as her in the entire abyss, and the three emperor-level ones have not appeared for tens of thousands of years, which means that now in the abyss, her role can already walk sideways.

The status is different, the information you get is naturally different, the king of the mountain is not a little minion, and the other party belongs to a cooperative relationship rather than a subordination, but this guy is too simple, and the preface does not match the narrative, if it is not for Tianyan, he will automatically help arrange an order, and it is estimated that few people can understand.

Baishen and the others were still a little ignorant when they heard this, but Lei Tianshen and the old skeleton had been mixed in the Abyss City for thousands of years, and they couldn't help but gasp when they heard a few key points, obviously remembering something.

When the Mountain King walked aside with a stick, Lei Tianshen and the old skeleton glanced at each other, smiled bitterly, and arched his hand towards Xiang Yang: "Lord Stone Illusion, this thing is really a little bad..."

With Xiang Yang's big favor, and even this king-level abyss beast was obedient to him, even the Thunder Heavenly God had to be obedient, and his posture was really low when he spoke.

Xiang Yang is a figure who is called a brother and a brother to the Supreme, and he is naturally worthy of the honorific words of the Thunder Heavenly God, but he is usually kind, even when he is with his brothers, he is polite and never arrogant, but in this abyss, in the face of so many sea beasts, he also needs to establish some prestige, and he just nodded when he heard this: "Do you know what the origin of the one the Mountain King said... I always feel a little familiar..."

Lei Tianshen's face was very ugly, he looked around, and said in a low voice: "If I expected, it should be the Blood Dragon King... Now in the East China Sea, he is one person under ten thousand people..."

As he spoke, he glanced at Xiang Yang with a pair of silver pupils, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked: "Speaking of which, Lord Shi Illusion, you have the Northern King Order in hand, so it should have something to do with him, right?"

Lei Tianshen was really a little apprehensive in his heart, in the Abyss City, who didn't know the origin of the Blood Dragon King? This abyss was completely his home field, if this mysterious Stone Illusion Lord and the Blood Dragon King also had a relationship, the fate of himself and the others could be imagined.

Xiang Yang pondered for a while, shook his head and said: "I came from Beihai, and I have never known the Blood Dragon King, but I heard that he is the younger brother of the Dragon King Ao Bing, and he has been serving the ancestor in the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan before, and his strength is unfathomable, and he is called the number one master of the Four Seas, is it even more powerful than several Dragon Kings?"