Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 1805: Find a place to drink!
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"Some can't wait." Ye Chen took a breath.
Inexplicably, there is still some tension in the heart, the psychic contract has been printed, he can be at any time ... to be psychic to the heavens.
I'm going home, how can I not be so excited, I feel so homesick.
For others, he has only been dead for a year or two, but for himself, it has been over a thousand years.
Too tired all the way, my heart is old, I want to fall back.
On one side, Qingchuan's eyes were bright, rubbing his palms hard, eager to try, and looking at it, it was more exciting than Ye Chen.
Imagine if Ye Chen goes back, the heavens will definitely be fried.
He does n’t have to look at it, and he knows how wonderful the expressions of the world are.
There are also the princes of the Honghuang clan. Each incredible / extraordinary coaxes, and bullies the Quartet, and creates too many **** disasters, and 'Ancient Desolate Emperor Physique' Ye Chen will be their nightmare.
Qingchuan became more and more excited, and his mind was already imagining the picture.
Thinking about it, he could n’t help but laugh, letting his head lie down, everyone watching it raised his eyebrows: This product is sick!
Qingluan coughs and kicks Qingchuan to one side.
Qingchuan is embarrassed. It is undeniable that he is a little excited.
The mountain is not calm, and there are people coming, men and women, and the cultivation is not very high. The strongest is Saint.
They came from various races, like Qingchuan, and stayed in the heavens as psychic beasts. They all returned shortly from the heavens.
When I saw Ye Chen, everyone almost knelt in excitement.
The Eucharist Ye Chen is already dead. Who knows who is in the heavens and tens of thousands of domains? The myth that he created is still extolled in the stars.
But who ever thought that the Eucharist is alive and in the spirit realm.
Not long ago, he slaughtered a half emperor with heavens defying, and half emperor was also an emperor.
It is lucky to see the ruthless people in the legend.
Ye Chen smiled and was n’t idle, asking one by one, asking everyone ’s host, maybe an acquaintance.
Unfortunately, I couldn't find it, and I haven't heard one of them.
The Qingluan is very efficient in handling affairs. It collects the detailed information of the host and sends it to Ye Chen so that Ye Chen can find it.
Everything is for safety. Bring those hosts back to Grand Chu and make psychic calls to avoid accidents on the way.
"Recently, I lived with my family. It ’s okay not to run outside." Qing Luan smiled, "need to borrow your psychic contract."
"Understood." Everyone nodded busy, all happy.
"After spending a long time with the Eucharist Ye Chen, go out and have a face."
"I just like you." Ye Chen said deeply.
"Boy, let's feel safe to go! Your wife will take care of you." Ming Jue patted Ye Chen's shoulder, revealing two rows of white teeth. Although it was a smile, it wasn't normal.
"I'm going, let's find some place to drink!" Ye Chen said meaningfully, hugged Ning Jue's neck, and regardless of whether he was willing or not, he dragged and walked straight to the depths of the mountain.
Soon, he heard a scream, howling, howling, and domineering side leakage.
Looking away, the mountain peak they went to thundered.
That's Ye Chen's magnificent show, grabbing one leg of the dead, hitting the ground again and again, not blowing, falling to death.
The corners of everyone's mouth twitched, especially their psychic beasts, and they felt awkward in their hearts. They didn't need to see it, and it hurt when they listened.
It ’s not so good to hear the Eucharist Ye Chen Temper as early as possible. If you do n’t agree, you will start to dry. Today, you can see that the fruit is legendary urinary.
Looking at Chu Ling, Bai Zhi, and Qing Luan again, every girl is tacitly acquainted, and she is holding a small mirror, and she only cares about Li Xiufa.
I do n’t know why, listening to the screaming, I feel inexplicable.
Just happy, just want to laugh, you said that God is not magical.
Soon after, Ye Chen dangled back, the cool words on his face were a big close-up, and the board was neat.
As for Nie Ju, you just strolled from the ghost gate, and are you resting asleep? Hanged on the tree by Ye Chen.
A small episode passed, and everyone left the mountain, leaving the last time to Ye Chen and Chu Ling.
The lonely mountain is really a two-person world, no one disturbs it.
The outside world is full of excitement. The spirit worlds of the heavens are very conscious, and they have announced the spirit domain, and regard the sacred body Ye Chen as the spirit world Saint Lord.
As soon as this news came out, the spirit realm shook and the Quartet came to vote.
There is no opposition from all ethnic groups, and it has also affected a lot of loose cultivation, the cohesion of the spiritual domain, because Ye Chen ... climbed to the peak.
On the second day, reincarnated people in the spirit realm gathered at the peak.
Ye Chen personally cooks and cooks a table with delicious dishes.
The picture is sensational, with tears and smiles, talking about the past, thinking about the years, and looking at the hometown of Grand Chu.
There are no Saint Lord and subordinates here, and some are only natives.
Fortunately, the reincarnation is still alive, and only after Ye Chen returns to the heavens, and finds each host, can they summon them.
At night, it was getting deeper. The hometown people were drunk drunk, hooked their shoulders, and wobbled down the mountain, limping all over.
"I'm not excited." Chu Ling held the Ye Chen, flashing his beautiful eyes, not knowing the world's smile, like a little girl.
"Excited." Ye Chen smiled at the nothingness, expression vicissitudes, seemed to be able to see the Grand Chu mountains and rivers through the endless entanglement.
The starry sky in the heavens and the heavens is still so vast and deep.
The quicksand wanders to the depths, without beginning and end, gathering into a galaxy, and witnessing the changes of the vicissitudes of the sea.
Stars, shining light, outline the beautiful picture.
In the starry sky, a beautiful shadow moves silently, with white clothes and white hair and white cloak.
She, like a fairy in Lingxiao, does not eat the fireworks in the world, does not provoke mortal dust, is beautiful and holy.
This woman, take a closer look, is n’t it Ji Ningshuang?
She has a beautiful face, but she is also haggard, with tears in the corners of her eyes, a thin body, a dim eye, and poignant beauty.
After the ban was lifted, she finally left Chuanchuan and went out of mystery.
She is like a wandering soul, and she has no idea how long she has been swaying. She wants to return to Grand Chu, but there is no one named Ye Chen in the mountains and rivers.
Before an ancient star, she stopped and settled for a long time.
This ancient star is far away from the prosperity of the heavens and infinitely close to the desert of the universe. There are spirits in it, but they are all mortals.
"Huafanxing." She whispered softly and passed the ancient star in the future, but the Shenhai starry sky chart has its label.
The name is ordinary, and indeed ordinary, no trace of cultivator.
She has stepped in. She has been tired for three hundred years in the past and present. She is a little tired. She wants to hide in this world without asking about the world.
She will give birth here and be an ordinary person.
She is the highest mountain on Huafanxing, she falls gently.
The ancient star is not big, but there are also big mountains located, there is the east stream of Changchuan, and there are small villages under the big mountain and on the bank of Changchuan.
Everything is ordinary, ordinary and comfortable, peaceful and peaceful.
When I was looking at it, I suddenly saw the cold wind raging, swelled by the wild gas, tyrannical and bloodthirsty, billowing dark clouds, covering the starry sky.
Ji Ningshuang looked back, looking at the sky behind him, there was a human figure illusion, but it was an old man with a big long robe.
It's a Quasi Emperor, with **** hair, majestic blood, and a pair of old scarlet eyes, deep and boundless, like Ruoyouyuan.
"漼 杌 族." Ji Ningshuang 颦 brows, since leaving the river, the most heard is the Honghuang clan, and the Zhuo clan, is the big clan in the Honghuang clan, absolutely terrible.
"I was passing by, I didn't think about it, I actually met the fairy body of Yaochi, and actually made it." The blood-haired old man licked his tongue, expression was greedy and fierce, and his eyes flashed obscene light.
"There is a truce agreement between the heavens and the wilderness. Do seniors want to provoke war again?" Ji Ningshuang said.
"Who knows about secretly destroying you." The blood-haired old man grinned and looked at the dry veteran to suppress Ji Ningshuang.
The palm of Quasi Emperor is so horrible that the sky has collapsed.
Ji Ningshuang expression is dignified, but it wants to escape, but the problem is that it has already been imprisoned by Quasi Emperor and cannot be moved at all.
Surely, at this very moment, a crystal jade hand suddenly appeared, and I did not know where it came from. It was taken from a distant time.
On the spot, the blood-haired old man flew and flew out, and turned over eight hundred feet. The overbearing **** body exploded and was almost extinct.
Ji Ningshuang was amazed. I did n’t expect Little Ancient Star to have a powerful cultivator, which must be Quasi Emperor, a terrible Quasi Emperor.
"Who is it, get out." The blood-haired old man burst into anger and transformed the body, such as a huge mountain, a violent rage, and a **** eye with a large wine tank, staring at the sky.
His roar, without being echoed, is another crystal jade hand, photographed across the vastness, gorgeous and holy.
This palm is more domineering. Last time, the **** old man who was incredible / extraordinary coaxed again, this time he was beaten back to human form.
Blood, like rain pouring over the sky, stains the sky.
At this time, the blood-haired old man of the Dao tribe counseled, and without thinking about it, he turned around and escaped. Obviously, he was far from an opponent.
"Thank you senior for your rescue." Ji Ningshuang leaned over and saluted the other side, which was a life-saving grace.
But seeing that side, a Tsing Yi woman emerged, slowly coming, with strange footwork, like Ruo stepping on the river of time.
Her body has no immortal light, flat and ordinary, no cultivator breath reveals, just like a mortal.
Ji Ningshuang can see that she has returned to the original, with only two palms, she is going to destroy Quasi Emperor, and she must be a heavens defying class Divine Ability.
Besides, her face is peerless, perfect to no time, beautiful eyes, so that everything in the world is dim.
The woman in Tsing Yi has arrived. Although she is near, in the eyes of Ji Ningshuang, she is farther away than her dream.
"Heavenly condemnation." The woman in Tsing Yi lightly lifted her lips slightly, her expression was indifferent, and her expression was very natural. She was very beautiful. Her eyes looked at the lower abdomen of Ji Ningshuang quietly, and she could see the clue at first glance.
"Emperor Xuan." Ji Ningshuang also murmured, staring at the woman in Tsing Yi, her eyes fixed on the line of her eyebrows, which is an emperor pattern, representing the identity of a person.
"She ... Sister Emperor Xianwu Zun?" Ji Ningshuang expression trance, she recognized that Emperor's pattern, the entire heaven and earth, the emperor's God pattern, who could not find the second person.
Emperor Zun's sister, the legendary existence is still alive, Ji Ningshuang's calm state of mind has made waves.
"Run, run again!" When the two women murmured, a loud scolding came from the sky. The blood-haired elders of the Dao clan who had escaped previously had returned, and they were beaten back.
Looking at the person who beat him back, he is really an acquaintance, but it is the sixth **** general under the seat of Emperor Xianwu Emperor: the flower falls.
The only one who dares to wander under the emperor ... is him.
Otherwise, it was a **** general, and he was very violent. The blood-haired old man of the Dao tribe, a tangy Quasi Emperor, was stunned to death by him.