The prodigal son is the prodigal son, and the prodigal son is adrift.

No one likes to be a prodigal son, but the prodigal son is destined to be a prodigal son.

The prodigal son has no fixed residence, and the prodigal son has stayed for five years, which has never been the case.

No matter how reluctant it is, then it is nostalgia, the footsteps of the prodigal son cannot be stopped, it is not the prodigal son who stops, it is God, it is a man, it is a fetter, and it is a family.

The prodigal son has no home, at least not for the time being, so his journey is a sea of stars, hope and blood.

Concubine Mi didn't cry, just quietly playing the lyre, it was the sound of farewell, there was reluctance, sadness, and a hint of retention.

The prodigal son is a prodigal son, and he can't be retained, so he suppressed his sadness and embarked on the journey in the sound of parting.

He wants to conquer everything with his feet, conquer a subversion, and conquer a justice. Even if it is stained with blood, it may be your own blood or someone else's blood.

The long road is always full of thorns, and the prodigal son can only go forward through the thorns, and no one can stand in his way, he is ready.

Whether it is a god or a demon, the one who stands in the way dies.

The prodigal son feather was blocked, blocked in the wasteland, it was an endless wasteland, the flood was too big, there were always nameless mountains and rivers, and the wilderness was no exception.

Blocking the prodigal feather was a murderous creature, an ancient murderous creature born at the beginning of the division of heaven and earth, like a nine-headed monster dragon, perhaps a snake.

Prodigal Ziyu smiled faintly: "You are blocking my way." ”

After the nine fierce creatures roared angrily, they turned into a fierce god and evil spirit, wearing a crown of nine rings, and their whole body was naked, and they wrapped a rag around their waists.

He said fiercely: "I want to be a god." ”

Prodigal Ziyu said: "God is kind, you are too fierce." ”

Nine fierce creatures said: "Without ferocity, how can you suppress the heavens, you need a god like me." ”

The prodigal son Yu sneered: "Now in this world, everyone wants to become a god, it's really ridiculous." ”

Nine fierce creatures said: "I was born at the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, Emperor Jun Taiyi is my junior, how can I not become a god." ”

Prodigal Ziyu said: "If you could become a god, you would have become a god a long time ago, how could you wait until now." ”

Nine fierce creatures said: "Pangu has eyes but no beads, and he can't recognize the true god, so I have been in the wilderness for many years." ”

Prodigal Ziyu said: "For example, the emperor's eyes don't seem to be very good today. ”

Nine fierce creatures said: "But there are also many more gods who are as bright as torches." ”

The prodigal son Yu said: "Their eyes are really good, they actually found you, if heaven wants to make people perish, they must first make people crazy, I am very happy." ”

Nine fierce creatures said: "You look down on me. ”

The prodigal son said: "Don't you look down on yourself too?"

Nine murderous creatures said: "Hmph, nonsense. ”

The prodigal son Yu sighed: "The years are really wonderful, and you are also old. ”

Jiuying said: "I can swallow thousands of miles of living beings in one bite, I can step through the mountains with one foot, and the fierce spirit can make the stars sway, how old I am." ”

Prodigal Ziyu said: "Your heart is old, don't worry, it's not just you who is old, many ancient people are old." How many years have you not swallowed a living being, you have not stepped on a mountain? ”

Jiuying said: "I am fierce and powerful, who sees me as respectful, why do I need to do it." ”

The prodigal son Yu said: "You have been cultivating your self-cultivation for many years. ”

Jiuying said: "So I can also become a god." ”

The prodigal son Yu sighed: "The nine babies who looked down on everything back then, killed casually, dared to fight with Pangu, and were not afraid of the sky and the earth, the ancient murderous creatures would actually want to become gods, hahaha." ”

Jiuying said: "What are you laughing at, I'm tired of killing, and I can't change my life." ”

Prodigal Ziyu said with a smile: "Okay, I heard that six hundred years ago, you accidentally swallowed more than a dozen people from the Communist Labor Department, and let the Gonggong clan lead the black-clothed guards to shout and curse on the fierce water for three days and three nights, stirring up the fierce water and turbulence, but you only dared to hide under the water, and did not dare to take your head, whether this matter is true, I am very curious." ”

Jiuying said fiercely: "But because there are many people, and I am injured, I made Xiaoxiao famous." ”

Prodigal Ziyu sneered: "There are quite a lot of people, and there were actually a lot of people from the Beihai tribe back then. I also heard that before this incident, you accidentally offended the Shennong Ministry and let the Shennong clan pinch and explode your eight heads, and now you can raise them. ”

Jiuying said: "Shennong's clan is indeed very strong, and his temperament is too bad, I just laughed a little, and accidentally breathed a little more, he actually treated me like this, causing me to become a laughing stock for hundreds of years, and I will definitely avenge this revenge." ”

Prodigal Ziyu said: "The Shennong clan is now staying on the Guanhai Rock all year round, if you want to take revenge, it is very convenient, I am afraid that you will not have the courage." ”

Jiuying said deflatedly: "I don't dare, but someone dares." ”

The prodigal son said: "This is why you want to become a god, I'm afraid you will be disappointed." ”

Jiuying said: "You are right, I am old, I want to become a god." ”

The prodigal son Yu said: "I guess you have traveled all the way, and you must have committed no crime in autumn." ”

Jiu Ying said: "What if I'm old, I can't beat the Shennong clan, it's still easy to kill you junior." ”

The prodigal son Yu said: "I'm just a pity, the nine babies who were dissatisfied with heaven and earth back then are now willing to be pawns." ”

Jiuying said: "For revenge, I don't care about this, don't blame me, only blame yourself for being pitiful." ”

The prodigal son Yu said: "You will never be able to take revenge, and if you can become a god, you can also live for a long time, and you don't have to be afraid." ”

Jiuying said angrily: "I am not yet in the age of retirement, with your name, I will definitely be able to regain my strength." ”

The prodigal son Yu smiled: "I'm going to come to the door to be a dog, where is the majesty." ”

Jiuying said: "You don't have to provoke me, you can't escape this catastrophe, I am a guest, the eldest prince personally came to invite him, but he can't be a dog, you will be disappointed." ”

The prodigal son said: "Pity your dog, you deserve to be inferior, I thought it was the invitation of the Eastern Emperor and the Queen of Heaven, I don't want a little emperor to lead you out, the 'eldest prince' is respectful, you are really old." ”

Jiuying said angrily: "The vain tongue-in-cheek generation, originally I only wanted to cut off your head as a gift, but now if I don't crush your bones and scatter ashes, so that you will be destroyed, I will not live these endless years in vain." ”

Prodigal Ziyu smiled: "It's useless to be angry, I don't think you can even take care of yourself." ”

Jiuying didn't say much, his eyes glared at the prodigal son, although the speed was not fast, but the weight of his momentum was also rare.

Although the prodigal son is relaxed, he does not dare to slack off, although these old antiques are old, but none of them are easy to deal with.

Although the claws of the nine babies were slow, they made it impossible to break free, and the water and fire in the sky were clearly pressed towards the prodigal feather, and the heavy claws were slowly grabbing towards the slender neck of the prodigal feather.

The prodigal son feather has no doubt that the bone claw can easily break his neck, there is the weight of Mount Tai, the power of water and fire is all around, making it impossible for people to escape, and sure enough, there is no vanity under the fame, and it really can't be underestimated. Although there were some surprises, the prodigal son was not flustered.

The whole body crackled, the white robe swelled up, the muscles were knotted, and the thin and slender body of the prodigal son flickered up for no reason, as if it was about to break the robe, and the length seemed to be a few inches higher, full of a wordless explosive force.

This is the other side of the prodigal feather, no one knows that the prodigal feather has such a violent side, bearing the power of the mountains and the sea.

The muscles are knotted like mountains and dangerous peaks, ignoring the invasion of water and fire in the sky, and going straight with one punch, without skills, one force to ten meetings.

This punch was heavier and heavier, bringing up a cold wind, blowing nine babies with a pain in the face, the punch had not yet arrived, and the nine babies had changed their complexion slightly, and they were busy turning their claws into fists and hurriedly adapting to them, so that they could gather the strength of the fist to catch up.

Both fists were very heavy, and under the collision, it was like a shock, and the loud bang went straight to the sky, and the tumbling black clouds brought by the nine babies also dissipated, the sky was clear, and a layer of black soil was scraped out of the field, revealing a piece of black soil, and strangely there was no trace of ashes rising and falling.

Jiuying was also hit and retreated ten zhang away, and the water and fire in the sky disappeared without a trace, holding his numb right hand tightly, and said lightly:

"I can't imagine that in addition to the Gonggong Clan, there are people in the Human Race who have cultivated the art of refining the body to such a point after Xingtian and Shennong, you have hidden it deep enough. ”

The prodigal son Yudao suppressed the tumbling qi and blood and smiled: "I regret my life the most, it's too dangerous not to hide deeply, and I have forgotten how much ability I have until now." ”

smiled elegantly and had its own spring breeze, but with that body of horizontal meat indescribably weird.

Jiu Ying felt very awkward, and sighed strangely in his heart:

"The heavens are blessed with the human race, and in just a few hundred years, it is worth countless years of penance for us. ”

Prodigal Ziyu said: "People's hearts are always insufficient, the human race is born weak, and you have great magical power once you are born, isn't it more unfair." ”

Jiu Ying said: "I can understand now why they are so close to the human race, you are making too fast progress." ”

The prodigal son said: "Is it fast? I don't know how much suffering it has gone through, and the hardships of the endless years have brought about today's situation." ”

Jiu Ying said: "It's useless to talk too much, you can't escape today, no matter how much you hide." ”

Prodigal Ziyu chuckled, "You can try." ”

The muscles are more tightly entangled, and the two sides are like children fighting in a disorderly manner, fists to the flesh, feet and feet are solid, and after a while, they have been fighting together, not arguing with you and me.

A punch and a kick are so quaint, they almost bite it with their mouths, and the fight is not beautiful, and there is no temperament at all, but it is good to win.