A year later, it was really called Yihu to toss some fame; with his physical body alone, he could step on the wind, leap thousands of feet, pass through mountains and gravels, and support ten thousand catties. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info The skin is moisturized but hard and abnormal, and the fist is magnificent, and it contains a lot of goodness. If it is supplemented by the spirit of the fairy to get the supernatural power, and the internal strength is released, it can still be done by flying into the sky, splitting a mountain, creating an artificial flame mountain, and flooding a Jinshan Temple.

On this day, Yihu finished the military body boxing and Doudou climbed out of the cave to swim and relax, only to see him running and accelerating, jumping high, and when he was doing a 360-degree turn front flip, a thunderous thunder suddenly sounded in the extreme north, and a thick pillar of merit light reached the sky and the earth, slowly descending, and the dazzling golden light even covered the light of the sun, moon and stars, and half of the merit golden light turned into countless streamers scattered in all directions, and a streamer shot at Yihu, and a cold voice sounded in his head;" My name is Kunpeng, and I feel that the world of the flood is full of psychic things, and it is difficult to communicate. It is difficult to communicate, and it is vain to fill in the bad fate. Special language, Honghuang dialect, text, Honghuang text, and a "Dafa of Spiritual Transformation of All Things", Wang'er and others will benefit Honghuang together with me. ”

This golden light contains a lot of information, like a Xinhua dictionary or a children's enlightenment book, which is instantly integrated into the brain. Before Yihu came back to his senses, he fell backwards with a beautiful buttocks, and fell into the surging river gracefully in the form of flat sand and falling geese, making him realize the continuous true meaning.

Yihu hurriedly used an elegant dog planer to stabilize his body, control the river to lift himself to the shore, coughed a few mouthfuls of water, and was stunned;

I was so shocked, although I knew that I had crossed into the flood wilderness, and occasionally yy, like the protagonist in the flood wilderness novel, the protagonist's aura was bright, and he took the warship of Sanqing and became a second-generation disciple, or climbed a golden immortal tree, and became a third-generation disciple of the teachings, and became a little demon or something. When the cultivation is completed, I will help the human race, and by the way, earn some public morality, knock a stuffy stick, soak a girl, slap my face, fish in troubled waters, and live forever. However, I never thought that I was a "premature baby", in the same era as Kunpeng, this is the demon master, although I didn't see the real face, but with this bearing, this formation ...... "a person who wears wool and armor, and is wet and egg-born"? Hehe, hearing is false, seeing is believing, do you want to go out and break through? hehe...... Hey......

Suddenly, a silver bell-like laugh broke Yihu's evil legs, and when he heard the sound, his pupils dilated rapidly, "Oh, the cake seller!" It was Doudou who made such a beautiful sound!

He opened his mouth to see Doudou wink mischievously at him, spit out his pink tongue cutely, and then ran to him with a cigarette and said coquettishly;

"Ah, Childe, did the fall hurt, Xiao Zhao's heart is broken, come, Shuang'er blows to the lord. ”

......

It's really not a sound, it's a blockbuster, the righteous tiger is scorched by the thunder on the outside and tender on the inside, and it's not good in an instant.

"Are you really Doudou?"

"Well, if it's fake"

"And what about you?"

......

"Woo, doesn't Childe want a little slave?"

......

"Not ......"

It feels very bad, Yihu is stupid.

From this day on, Yihu has one less pet, but one more "sister", her name is Yixin, and her nickname is Miaomiao.

From this day on, the golden light of Gongde was like a drop of water dripping into hot oil, making the whole flood boil.

From time to time, you will see the six-zhang and nine-zhang tall giants walking like flying, as well as the descendants of various spirit beasts scurrying around, running among the mountains and rivers.

The stars in the sky are also full of beast shadows coming and going, usually the door does not go out, and the spirit beasts that do not step out of the two doors are no longer bored and lazy, groups of three or five, in groups, or flying or jumping, each showing their magical powers, among which the female dragon with nine heads, nine claws and nine tails is the most active, carry this one around, take that one to slip around, so lively.

In a large hall on Kunlun Immortal Mountain, a demon praised, "Kunpeng Daoyou is really a demon master." A young man answered, "Yes, if you have the opportunity, you really want to see and learn." "A middle-aged man:" Whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is still unknown. An old man said, "Kunpeng Daoyou is indeed talented. Don't take care of the things of other days, do nothing is do something, and do nothing if you do it. "In the clear pond of blue waves, a demon said to a nine-foot green dragon; "Dragon, can you beat him?" The green dragon tilted the dragon's head and thought for a moment, and then looked up to the sky and groaned, looking eager to try. The goblin glanced at Qinglong and giggled, "Okay, don't pretend, I don't know if you're cowardly, half a catty and eight pounds, it's not comparable." "One anger, one smile, one indescribable seductiveness, inexhaustible holiness. Qinglong took a long breath, and thumped his back upside down, how could there be a little bit of dragon ancestor majesty.

On the Ten Thousand Beasts Spirit Mountain, a ginseng fruit tree full of "Chihuahuas" sighed at a red cloud, "Kunpeng Daoyou is extremely talented, it seems that I am also going to hurry up and transform into shape, but how should a tree walk?"

On the Great Wilderness Spirit Mountain, the Bodhi tree rustled, and the ears of the strange man sitting cross-legged under the tree moved, and he opened his eyes and said, "Good, this method can be learned, good, this method can be used." As if talking to himself, as if to speak to the Bodhi tree, and then he closed his eyes again.

On the sun, the Fusang tree asked the Golden Crow, "Little brother, you fly around every day and make a lot of friends, do you know Kunpeng?" replied to the Golden Crow, "This Kunpeng is a creature born in the Northern Stygian Sea. Entering the sea and turning into a black-bodied giant kunfish, flying into the sky and turning into a golden-winged Dapeng bird, is very extraordinary. Why? Old brother wants to go to the desolate land to see it?" Fusang Shu sighed, "Well, I think I want to, but where can I settle down? You also know that my body is rare!" Jin Wu said briskly, "What should I do, what is so difficult about this, there is a flowing wave fairy mountain in the extreme east near the sea, there is a valley a hundred miles away from the fairy mountain, there is a Chaoyang Lake in the valley, the lake is particularly strange, the shape is water, the shape is like fire, it is not boiling or boiling, it can be melted with fire, it can absorb the true fire of the sun, and warm and replenish yang energy. It's a great place to call home. The Fusang tree was overjoyed, and saw a valley that was the same as what the golden crow said, and reluctantly glanced at this place that had been in place for ten thousand years, and gave birth to a young branch and inserted it on the ground, and then pulled the root and pulled the soil, and the root whiskers flicked, jumped up, and ran straight to Chaoyang Lake from the sun.

In the Yinqi Mountain to the west of Chaoyang Lake, a middle-aged man in a purple robe and blood hair stood on top of a sea of blood, looking at the giant trees falling from the sky and muttering, "Hey, this tree is interesting, you can visit your new neighbors if you have nothing to do." ”

On Liubo Immortal Mountain, a black-clothed leopard girl couldn't help but smile when she looked at Fusang Gumu like a golden hoop stick, "Senior brother is really talented, even this iron tree has bloomed, it seems that the demon clan is in a hurry!"

Soon, the name of the demon master Kunpeng resounded throughout the wilderness.