The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post Chapter 109: Mozun
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Monster beasts are usually very beautiful, but the beauty of Qingtong is obviously unmatched among monsters, and the eyes are straight when I look at it.
The Black Nightmare felt ashamed, and slapped the owner on the back of the head: "Can you still fight?"
"You **** hit me again, do you see if you still look like a devil?" He raised his hand to pinch his devil's neck.
On the high platform, Xing Yao expressed surprise that the cat who couldn't see the level had turned into shape. The white crane beside him stretched his neck and quacked, turning into a thin man who looked very lonely and tall: "The grade of the kitten should be higher than the black nightmare."
Xing Yao's eyes widened slightly. His white crane had just been transformed into form for a few years, and his cultivation was what he looked like in the late Jindan period, and the black nightmare lion that killed the land was cultivated by Yuan Ying a few years ago. It should be close to the **** of transformation, but the kitten is actually stronger than the black nightmare lion, that is, it has been transformed!
While eating the ice ball of Feng Su, I forgot to close my chin in surprise, and the ice in my mouth flowed out along the corner of my mouth, looking very inelegant.
The peacock on the side couldn't stand it anymore, and turned into a handsome and elegant man, wearing a light green wide-sleeved dress. The clothes showed seven colors in the sun, which was very beautiful. Peacock picked up the veil and wiped Feng Su's mouth, shaking his hand in disgust, trying to throw it away.
Feng Su came back to his senses, took the veil and wiped it himself. Others don’t know, but she knows very well that the beauty in white clothes is the little lover of Forging Heaven that I saw in the Demon Palace that day. In other words, that is the real person Qingtong, the elder of Voyun School, the master after the rebirth of Forging Heaven. !
The real man of Qingtong turned out to be a cat, no, no, the cat was there for a long time in Calming. It should be said that the cat of Calming has become the elder of Woyunzong! Futian also worshipped his cat as his master! Finally, I circled my master to the bed!
Feng Su’s big eyes with delicate makeup are full of light. That’s why he has discovered novel things and wants to be shared with others. However, now this is a good opportunity to negotiate with Gantian. Before that Can't speak out yet, can only hold back, and suddenly feel uncomfortable again.
The peacock looked at the look of his owner who was excited and melancholy for a while, frowning slightly, it was so inelegant! Slightly away from the wind, he finally turned into a peacock and jumped aside to comb his feathers.
Ming Yan looked deeply at the four people in the void without any indication. No one knew what he was thinking.
Mo Tianlio and Qingtong looked at each other, their eyes filled with worry: "Baby, you..."
"I have a sense of measure." Qingtong said lightly, and suddenly raised his hand, an ice dragon snaked from the palm of his hand, and rushed towards the two who were fighting inwardly.
Looking at the ground, he threw the Black Nightmare away, lifted the sledgehammer, and stood up, struggling to hit the dragon's head. The giant hammer with the power of true essence immediately smashed the dragon head, but the broken ice did not dissipate, but quickly gathered and surrounded him like a whirlwind.
The big lion immediately released its spiritual power to help its owner drive away.
Monster beasts who have made a blood contract usually follow their master when they are very young. The master teaches spells and cultivation methods. The most important thing in fighting is to assist the master. The best spirit beasts can It works seamlessly with the owner.
The black nightmare is obviously the so-called "best spirit beast". Although he and the slaying of the ground seem to be noisy, but in every move, they are secretly combined with subtle techniques to protect the ground so that it does not leak. You can zoom in and out without worrying about revealing flaws.
But Qingtong is different. As a wild monster, he is an independent individual, and his best is attacking. As a result, everyone saw a very strange fighting scene.
Slaying the ground and lifting the hammer, the lion took cover. Mo Tianlio stepped forward to attack the ground, Qingtong grabbed the Black Nightmare lion and dragged it aside and beat it hard.
The Black Nightmare is completely blinded. Is there such a way to play? Shouldn’t they assist the master and let the masters recruit each other? Before thinking about it clearly, a heavy fist hit his handsome face.
Although the people are not very shrewd, but the combat power is first-class. Originally, Mo Tianlio used various small magical devices to harass and tie the land. Now there are three high-grade spirit weapons in Killing Land, and the combat power has been increased by more than a bit, but even the three spirit weapons are no match for that one artifact.
Mo Tianlio carried the sledgehammer and rushed up. Mo Tianlio also changed into a tortoiseshell sledgehammer. The two waved and collided, causing pain in their wrists with a thud. At the moment of separation, the tortoiseshell color The sledgehammer instantly turned into a big knife, slashing towards the ground.
The tall and sturdy body dodged flexibly, quickly offering a sky-opening axe, swinging it in the air, and slamming it down.
"Kakka!" The air seemed to be split, and the surging spiritual power carried the force of tearing, straight out. Taishi quickly turned into a long shield and took the split effortlessly. At the same time, he yelled in the sea of knowledge: "Oh, it hurts!"
Mo Tianlio ignored him. As an artifact capable of resisting thunder, how could he be broken by such a trick. After opening the sky axe, you have to rest for three breaths before you can make another axe. Three breaths are not short for the cultivator of God, enough to deal with thousands of moves.
People in the audience can't see the appearance of the person above, only the shadow of the sword. The three top-grade spirit instruments, including the Tai Chi Ground Cracking Hammer, Tai Chi Open Sky Axe, and Tai Chi Extinguishing Knife, took turns in the battle, and everyone was very addicted. It's just that the three spiritual weapons can't beat a single artifact.
Mo Tianlio turned Taishi into a long sword, wielding thousands of sword shadows in the air, and then suddenly shot, the thousands of sword shadows suddenly turned into a rain of swords in the sky, whizzing with abundant true power to.
I thought they were all phantoms, but they were all real swords!
The ground was scratched, and I used a sledgehammer to resist. But those swords seemed to be alive, one after the other was blocked, and they would even turn.
Mo Tianlio stood aside and watched idly. When he was in a hurry, he suddenly made a beckon, and the flames in the sky almost burned to the flowing clouds.
The Black Nightmare wanted to help the owner, but couldn't get out of it. Facing Qingtong's more powerful killer moves, he couldn't resist. They are a cultivating **** and a familiar, but Mo Tianliao are two cultivating gods. It goes without saying that whoever loses or wins.
The conference ended successfully, Mo Tianlio successfully regained all the territory, and also reaped the foundation that Chi Xiang later created, as well as a slap in the face.
Qing Tong returned to Mo Tianliao with the big lion stubborn, slaughtered himself with the elixir, and reached out to take the big lion and carry it on his shoulder.
Ming Yan invited everyone to go to the magic palace to have a banquet. Mo Tianliao took Qingtong over, sighed slightly, and took him along.
The devil's banquet was also present with a few demons, saying it was a banquet, but no one really sat in the house drinking, everyone could discuss some issues privately. Xing Yao had never cared about these things, so he said goodbye to Ming Yan and left directly.
Ming Yan sat in the magnificent hall and explained something to the land.
Mo Tianliao was dragged outside by Feng Su.
"Forged sky, don't blame me for not reminding you, your little cat's identity will cause trouble sooner or later," Feng Su looked at his slender and gorgeous nails, "Woyunzong Qingtong, the real person, turned out to be raised by the **** of fortune. Monsters, and, you two, haven't you signed a blood contract yet?"
The soft voice, with an obvious threat.
Everyone knows that the Heavenly Demon Lord does not have a pet, and he often carries a kitten in his arms like a baby, claiming that he has not made a blood contract with a monster, and it is a cultivation tool developed by himself to reduce the demons. -Drop the magic circle. The Circle of Conquering Devil is the most profitable thing produced in the Celestial Devil Palace, and it is also the most profitable, because only Mo Tianliao can do it in the world, and monks without monsters are everywhere. These people want to practice peacefully and stabilize their minds. The magic circle cannot be less.
Mo Tianliao slightly curled his lips: "How did you know that I didn't have a blood contract with him?"
Feng Su was taken aback for a moment, and the various magical artifacts made by Jintian flashed through his mind, and he suddenly became uncertain. She used to think that kitten was just an ordinary monster beast, but she didn't expect to have such a good aptitude. Faced with such a good monster for so many years, she didn't believe that Xingtian could resist not signing a blood contract. This was totally meaningless.
All lies are just for the sake of making money.
Actually, Mo Tianliao didn't say anything, just said this, Feng Su understood everything herself, biting her teeth bitterly, so she would have nothing to threaten Qiantian. Up.
Mo Tianliao stretched out his hand: "My Medicine Garden."
Feng Su curled his lips, took out a piece of jade slip from the storage bracelet, and threw it into his hand: "The manpower will be withdrawn within a month. Hurry up and find someone to take over. I don't care if I get robbed." After that, he flicked his sleeves, turned and left.
The peacock wearing a colorful green coat shook his head helplessly, and gave Mo Tianlio a fist and gave a light bow. Mo Tianlio nodded in return, and then hurriedly followed Feng Su's footsteps.
"Master, let me say, you will pull your skirts when you walk like this. It's not elegant at all." The gentle voice of the peacock echoed in the wide garden of Mingshan.
"Shut up, silly bird!" Feng Su said desperately.
"It's even more inelegant if you say that. You should say'Shut up, you are not so smart, handsome peacock'." The voice of one person and one bird drifted away, and Mo Tianliao couldn't help laughing and shaking his head.
The soldiers will cover the water and earth. In any case, he will protect Woyunzong.
When Mo Tianliao turned back to the main hall, he happened to walk out.
The big lion was injured, a little lame, and while scolding, he carried the bunch of furry guys on his shoulders and patted the lion's butt: "Grab it myself, I don't care if it falls."
"How many times have I said that, don't touch my ass!" The big lion roared in the sea of knowledge of the land with blood, and bit the **** of the land.
"Damn it, it's you!" Killing the land was about to throw the big lion down for a lesson, but he ran into Mo Tianliao, and immediately stood up straight, "Forged Heaven, we are never finished. "
"I will pay you the money for the artifact." Mo Tianlio said solemnly.
When he was about to scold him, he choked in his throat, gave a groaning cough, looked at him suspiciously.
"However, you have to give me the wages for making the Miiyu Knife," Mo Tianlio began to break his fingers and settle accounts with him, "There are three hundred and forty-two formations used in the Miiyu Knife, not a fraction, it should be For 340,000 high-grade spirit stones, if the formation is painted with transparent stones, an additional 20% will be collected. In addition, there are about 485,000 high-grade spirit stones. You bought the artifact and painted 500,000. It is fifteen thousand, I will find it for you."
Speaking like this, put a storage bag filled with spirit stones into the land-killer.
Kiddi was stunned, suddenly stretched out his hand and patted Mo Tianliao on the shoulder, carrying the lion away with emotion. The big lion lowered his claws, and was too lazy to talk about his own master. The price of a formation of Futian painting is one hundred high-grade spirit stones, not one thousand...
Mo Tianlio put his fist to his lips, covered his smile, and walked into the hall of Ming Yan.
Ming Yan Demon Palace is very big everywhere. The dome of the main hall is twenty feet long. Deep in the empty main hall, there is a throne. One hand held Qingtong's hand.
Mo Tianliao blinked, thinking that he was looking at it. Looking at it again, the big hand with distinct joints did indeed hold Qingtong's wrist. More importantly, Qingtong did not resist. Rushing in two steps, Qingtong picked up.
"What are you doing?" Mo Tianliao stared at Ming Yan.
Ming Yan slowly raised his deep black eyes and patrolled Mo Tiancao's hand holding Qingtong for a while, still showing no smile on his stern face, and said seriously: "This cat is very precious. You can give it to me if you don’t raise it."