"Whether in the fire, in the water, in the grass, in the forest, in the soil, in the clouds, or in the girl's skirt."

"Must get it!"

Dongfang Sao flipped his black beak, and a white and red master ball in his mouth threw an arc and ran towards Tianheng.

Tianheng, who turned into a small breast beast, had no resistance and was hit in the head by the master ball, which hurt a little.

Tianheng had tears of humiliation in his eyes. He was a dignified saint clan, but now he was bullied by a crow who could speak human words. What a shame?

"Ga... the bear patterned suspenders, shameful parade, shameful parade." Dongfang Sao sarcastically.

Tianheng's eyes trembled with light, and he wanted to hit the tree and die.

When Dugu Chizha saw this scene, he tsk and patted his forehead. Why is this crow so annoying?

"No bullying Tianhen! I beg you, can you be honest?"

Dugu Chizha said speechlessly.

Dongfang Sao had a small conch hanging around his neck. This was a vocal artifact of a female cultivator of Lingyun Sect. She could record specific words and then release them. Dongfang Sao secretly took advantage of the female cultivator's bathing.

"Why don't you ask the magic conch?"

Dongfang's bloody eyes stared at Dugu Chizha and said contemptuously.

Dugu Chizha was stunned, not knowing where Dongfang Sao came from, most of the magic weapons that were stolen from.

Dugu Chizha asked the conch on Dongfang Sao's neck with curiosity, "What should I do to make this crow honest?"

There was still a slutty voice in the magical conch: "No need to do anything."

Dugu was so angry that he vomited blood, and he had no choice but to use Dongfang Sao.

Xiao Xuan and Fang Fan were wandering around at the foot of Lingyun Peak Mountain.

Xiao Xuan was very unhappy with Fang Fan. Just forget about Ye Hao, who is handsome. Fang Fan is the kind of person who is so beautiful that he is suffocating. If Xiao Xuan was a woman, he might have sent a cannon to thousands of miles away.

Xiao Xuan began to automatically repair his mind. Ye Hao and Wanyan Xiatong were having an ambiguous relationship, and he could only mess with Fang Fan, the big man.

The more Xiao Xuan thought about it, the more explosive his mentality became. He played yo-yo in anger and played a series of tricky operations.

"Am I awesome?"

Xiao Xuan asked.

Fang Fan’s real galgame provides three options.

"One, you're stupid."

"Two, you're very trash."

"Three, quite similar."

Fang Fan is facing a great enemy. The reason why the system provides these three options is because Xiao Xuan has no strategy value and today... he cannot escape the disaster.

Song Shiyun on Piaomiao Peak has greeted several female cultivators who have been imprisoned for play. She has been entangled with her official palace these days.

On the stone bed in the Piaomiao Stream, Song Shiyun and Xue Ruyuexiang were sweating profusely. Two disheveled men were tangled and rolled together, their lips and tongues were intertwined, and the scene was corrupt but with a hint of warmth.

After a long time, both women were weak all over, and the hollow inside was filled with the right softness.

"I'm afraid..."

Xue Ruyue's face was flushed, and she got into the magnificent waves on Song Shiyun's chest, and snuggled up like a kitten.

Song Shiyun stroked Xue Ruyue's hair and said softly: "There is no way. Every god-transforming monk must go. When I come back, we will get married."

Xue Ruyue's pretty face was stunned, and she pinched Song Shiyun's plump buttocks in anger and said angrily: "Can you not set such a flag?"

Xue Ruyue has been in Lingyun Sect for a while, but her cultivation has not improved much, but she has learned a lot of novel vocabulary.

Song Shiyun remained silent, and her red lips printed on Xue Ruyue's fair forehead and kissed her softly.

Everyone in the Southern Region forced a smile, but in fact the haze had already flowed into his heart and didn't want to admit it.

Li Bumian absorbed the energy of those treasures of heaven and earth. Although he did not break through to the second level, his strength also returned to his peak.

During a few breaths, Li Bumian came to the Heavenly Dao Building leaning against the edge of the cliff and found Lin Ye.

In a simple tea room, Li Bumian and Lin Ye sat opposite each other across the table, and a faint smoke lingered from the incense burner, a strong fragrance.

"What's the matter with me?"

Lin Ye's eyes were spinning without pupils. The battle was about to happen, and Li Bumian must have something to ask about.

"You have lived for so many years, and I believe that except for all the sword masters, you are the person who knows the best of this Wufeng Continent."

Li Bumian had a few strands of hair floating on his forehead, and he looked a little out of shape and was in a certain dilemma.

Lin Ye frowned, and it was difficult to see Li Bumian's appearance.

"That's right, among the locals in Wufeng Continent, I am the one who knows this continent the most."

Lin Ye said calmly.

"It's so best. Do you know what is the most energy contained on Wufeng Continent?"

Li Bumian asked with a serious expression.

Lin also noticed Li Bumian's expression. He also knew that Li Bumian collected supplies to practice qigong a few days ago. So many resources were enough to allow Mahayana monks to resist the hundreds of heavenly tribulations. He didn't know what kind of exercise Li Bumian practiced was not enough.

"If the materials you collected are not enough, then on Wufeng Continent, there is probably nothing that contains more spiritual power. You can only make up for it in the amount."

Lin Ye said calmly.

Li Bumian was silent for a while, and he was afraid that it would not be enough to hollow out the Wufeng Continent.

Li Bumian continued: "Be bolder. If you use the dosage to make up for it, the entire Wufeng is not enough."

Lin also frowned, was silent for a long time, and finally said: "You are right. Tens of thousands of years of seclusion have limited my thoughts. If you care only about energy, I know one thing, and the whole Wufeng combined is less than half of it."

Li Bumian raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "You said."

Lin also fell into memories and said, "Eighty thousand years ago, I failed to ascend, and was noticed by the Sword Lord and wanted to kill me. While escaping, I discovered the most threatening thing in this world, that is the Sword Lord's sword."

Li Bumian twitched his fingers for a moment and said, "Sword?"

"That's right, just a three-foot-long sharp blade, it's extremely difficult for the sword master to swing, as if their strength has weakened and is no longer worthy of the sword he holds. The energy contained in the sword is unimaginable."

Lin Ye said calmly.

Li Bumian smiled like a spring breeze, and finally got some clues.

"Thank you."

Li Bumian spit out two words lightly, stood up and left.

Lin Ye looked at Li Bumian's back and felt a little surprised. Li Bumian's strength has surpassed Wufeng Continent. If he goes further, how powerful would he be?

At the mountain gate of Lingyun Sect.

"The way of heaven is ruthless..."

A golden beam of light rushed straight into the sky, bursting out with a strong majesty.

The entire sect was alarmed and looked in the direction of the pillar of light.

Han Yang, Zhuge Lun, who was discussing combat strategies, noticed the movement at the mountain gate, and his eyes were full of shock.

"A strange phenomenon appears in heaven. Is this... the supreme foundation building?"

Zhuge Luan said in amazement that if it were put a hundred years ago, it would definitely be a miracle in the world of immortal cultivation. But what is the use of building a foundation when attacking the sword master? Even the supreme foundation building that only exists in the legend.

Li Bumian, who was about to return to the house, was also alarmed by the light pillar and swept his spiritual sense. Unexpectedly, it was Tu Gang who was with him when he was a registered disciple.
Chapter completed!