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"Everyone, we can't let them fight anymore! We are here to unlock the secrets of Canglong Qisu, not to watch people fight!"
The one who spoke was the farmer Xia Kui.
"That's right, if we let them continue to fight, this place will collapse! Now that Daqin is upright and at its peak combat power, if there is an accident that affects Daqin and makes the Daqin Golden Dragon mistakenly think that we are going to attack, I am afraid that it will be punished by the Golden Dragon of Fortune." Backlash."
Da Si Ming gently parted his vermilion lips, although his wonderful eyes were covered by a layer of veil, they still shone with light.
"Everyone, we will join hands to stop them!!"
Taoist master Xiaomeng spoke, and her suggestion was immediately agreed by all the practitioners. Of course, the most important thing was the approval of the quasi-sage, but the old man of the Shencan clan also agreed.
In an instant, everyone started to activate the net of supernatural powers, and an extremely huge optical net shot up into the sky. The optical net was of different colors, flashing with various colors, brilliant to the extreme, and suppressed towards Bu Feifan and the heirs of the ancient world.
"You two kings, stop!"
The old man of the Shencan tribe who spoke, his shots were the most shocking, holding the sky with one hand, immediately the world resonated, and the whole world was shaking.
The sky was torn apart inexplicably, and a huge arm appeared from the terrible crack, grabbing towards the bottom.
Although the arm is illusory, it is extremely real. The bronze-colored strong muscles, the meridians coiled like horned dragons, and the palm prints are very clear, like the rules of the avenue.
Countless dark clouds were tumbling, and the arm was ups and downs in it, and the fingers were like pillars of heaven, like forged from immortal iron that had been tempered for thousands of years, and it was just grabbed.
This is the hand of God!
Unlike human power, it seems that the way of heaven is manifesting part of the body. This shocking scene made all the practitioners shocked and felt that the end was coming.
"Damn! This old man is too strong! Fortunately, I didn't provoke him before!"
The monkey broke out in a cold sweat, kept wiping it, and stared at the old man of the Shencan tribe with a pair of eyes, even if it was not afraid of anything, it was shocked.
The rest of the people, including Long Zi and Feng Zi, were pale.
Tianpeng Zhenjun and Kasyapa Moten stood side by side, pretending to casually glance at the old man of the Shencan tribe, and then quickly shrank back.
"Don't be your enemy!"
"It's hard to compete!!"
Tianpeng Zhenjun and Kasyapa Moten looked at each other tacitly, instantly understood their eyes, and nodded at the same time.
The Yinyang family, the peasant family, and the Taoist school, all three sects all changed their expressions wildly. They stared at the scene in the sky dumbfounded, their brains went blank, and they were all stunned.
"Here is the stubble! This is too exaggerated! Is it so strong in another world?"
Li Xiuyuan's eyeballs popped out. He has already escaped from the realm of enlightenment, and he has gained a lot. He realized the Tao perfectly, broke through the realm on the spot, and has very strong combat power. He is not as confident as the young king present.
The whole body of the little golden silkworm froze there, as if it was the first time it knew itself as an elder, it just stared blankly at the old man of the Shencan clan.
"You know how powerful I am! Little guy."
The old man of the Shencan clan was very satisfied with the reaction of the little Shencan, and was a little complacent.
Suddenly the little god silkworm moved, and the little claws of the god silkworm waved very fast.
Squeak! !
The little god silkworm was very excited, and his body movements were exaggerated, and the range was very large. It was hard to imagine that this little one had such violent movements.
The old man of the Shencan tribe suddenly seemed to be choked, his face turned from white to blue, blue to red, red to purple, and finally completely black into a casserole.
Although the cultivators in the wilderness couldn't understand what the little god silkworm was saying, they could still guess all the general meanings through the fluctuation of the little god silkworm's excited spirit and its sign language.
After hearing it clearly, all the practitioners were speechless.
"You old man, you are so awesome, you didn't say it earlier!"
"Now you're showing off with me here, what are you pretending to be?"
"When I was threatened by someone just now, you just stood by and watched me being bullied? If I had known you were so awesome, would I have been cowardly?"
Yes, these are the exact words of the little god silkworm, very dissatisfied and excited, at this moment it is standing upright, and the two antennae on its head are like a sieve.
It is a silkworm, but in fact it is more like an insect, a bit like a combination of the two.
The little god silkworm put its little paws on its waist, accusing the elders of the god silkworm clan, and almost spit.
Of course, if it drools, it probably alreadyIt's gone.
Everyone was really speechless. It turned out that this little silkworm who looked like a good baby was not a good bird. He looked ignorant and innocent, but in fact he was all pretending.
Everyone couldn't help fantasizing that if this little god silkworm transformed successfully, it would be another big disaster.
The old man of the Shencan tribe, with black threads all over his head, grabbed the little Shencan who was still chattering, and threw it to the ground.
He instinctively wanted to step on the little god silkworm, and then crush it, but when he finally remembered something, he took back the protruding cry.
"Is this movement very skilled? Don't you do it often?"
The monkey was very suspicious. Looking at the actions of the old man of the Shencan tribe, he said to himself: "What kind of guardian! Could it be another bloody family dispute, and then the battle failed, and he was sent as a slave, and then he was unwilling to murder the little one?" Lord!"
boom!
The monkey was kicked out and flew far away.
Everyone saw only a flash of light in the sky, and the monkey disappeared.
The old man of the Shencan tribe was uncertain, and his mood seemed very wrong, but the more this happened, the more suspicious everyone became.
"Fuck! It can't be true! It feels a bit like being poked in the heart!"
boom!
This time it was Li Xiuyuan who flew out, and it was these two who owed a lot in terms of character.
"I will be back"
Li Xiuyuan's voice came from near and far.
As the saying goes, what you say is not intentional, but what you listen to is intentional.
The old man of the Shencan tribe cast his eyes on the little Shencan, and found that the little Shencan was trembling, looking at him in horror, and even walked a long distance.
"You brat, your skin is itchy, don't you really believe what the plague-stricken monkey said!"
The old man of the Shencan tribe became angry from embarrassment, and he couldn't get angry all over the place, thinking to himself what kind of thing this is!
"Uncle, you swear first that you will never hurt me, and I will trust you!"
The little god silkworm looked at the elder god silkworm vigilantly, and then chattered in silkworm language.
It is obvious that the old man of the Shencan tribe can understand, so he slapped him directly.
"Little brat, you still know that I'm your uncle! What's wrong with listening to a monkey? Is a monkey a human being? Can you believe it?"
The old man of the Shencan tribe continued to squeeze the little Shencan in his hand, and reprimanded it righteously.
"Senior, you can't say that! What do you mean monkeys can't believe what they say? I have a psychic at least. Besides, aren't you also a bug? You don't get along with people!"
The one who spoke was a monkey, flying from the sky on a cloud. He was full of dust and dust, and he was carrying a person in his hand. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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