Cultivation – Stand above the Heaven Chapter 887: Unexpectedly!

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It is said that the eldest husband is always in the world, always knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, and prefers to travel in the mountains. This sounds bold, but at a critical moment, when it is really necessary to do so, it is another taste. +

Whose life was not given by my parents? How many people can have such a fortune as Wan Dong, to regain their lives again? Life is precious, and it is by no means that it can be thrown away, but at this time, there is only one way before Wan Dong, and there is no other choice.

"Smoke disappears!" As soon as he gritted his steel teeth, Wan Dong simply went out.

The magical soldiers dance wildly, sword qi swaying in the sky, and the pieces of golden light, the Wan Dong set against the rising sun, like dazzling, dazzling, momentum covered clouds. This is Wan Dong's last resort and Wan Dong's last bet.

"Dead or alive, just look at this sword!"

In the roar of Wan Dong bursts, the golden light transformed by violent sword qi fell like a storm to the huge figure of Kunpeng.

Wan Dong condensed almost all the Dao Qi in the body into this sword. When Jin Guang covered Kun Peng, Wan Dong felt vertigo and fell directly from the air to the ground. Even if the Wan Dong's body is strong, this time it is really not bad.

It's just that the Wan Dong at this time is so painful? A pair of eyes stared at Kunpeng daringly, not daring to move at all.

Wan Dong ’s offensive is so fierce that it ’s hard to imagine that someone could survive such an offensive. But Kunpeng did it, and ... and it was unscathed.

Wan Dong hopes to be dazzled by himself, and misunderstood, but the fact is the fact. Looking at Kunpeng ’s dragon-like appearance, Wan Dong truly experienced the desperation.

Kunpeng, who is the strongest comparable to the Shinto Realm, is really not what Wan Dong can deal with. Even if he has the strongest will and the spirit of not being afraid of death, it is nothing.

"Good animal, you are ruthless!" Wan Dong shook his head with a wry smile, turned his head and looked at them in the direction of Xiao Lang.

Originally, he thought that he would be able to drag this Kunpeng up to nothing, but he really overestimated himself. This is good, not only his life is difficult to protect, I am afraid that even Xiao Lang will not escape.

But that ’s fine, at least on the way to Yincao Difu, it ’s not too boring and lonely!

Tweet! ! !

With a hissing sound, the eyes of Wan Dong suddenly dimmed, and Kun Peng stepped forward to him in one step. Wan Dong looked up and felt like standing in front of a majestic mountain that was unreachable. The only thing he could feel was his own insignificance, as small as dust floating in the sky and earth.

"Fortunately, it can die in the hands of Kun Peng, this life is worth it!"

As people say, if you are afraid of the extreme, you will not be afraid anymore. Facing Kunpeng at this time, Wan Dong's mood calmed down. Kunpeng looked at him, and he looked at Kunpeng. One person and one bird, just staring at each other, the atmosphere is somewhat strange.

Suddenly, Kunpeng ’s high, raised head dropped sharply, and his huge and sharp mouth was like a hook made of steel. Under the sunlight, it kept flashing enough to freeze people ’s blood. The cold light.

The heart of Wan Dong almost jumped out of his throat, and his mouth was muttered, just because he could become a pile of meat in a second.

Wan Dong wanted to hide, but thought again, where to hide? In front of this Kunpeng, hiding has no meaning at all.

"Poof!"

A strange noise suddenly came, but it was not the sound of Wan Dong being pierced by Kunpeng ’s iron mouth. A long red shadow swept across the face of Wan Dong. It was like lightning, and Wan Dong was too late to be prepared. .

"This ... what is this !?" Wan Dong unconsciously touched his face, full of slimy, wet, unknown liquid.

When there was doubt in his heart, the long, red shadow came towards him again. This time Wan Dong saw clearly, it was Kun Kunpeng's tongue!

Wan Dong suddenly felt a tumult in his stomach, and took a few mouthfuls. He could n’t help but yelled, “You animal, do you want to live with nausea and die?”

Wan Dong jumped like thunder and jumped again and again, but Kunpeng seemed to be addicted. The tongue on the left and the tongue on the right didn't take a moment. Not only the face of Wan Dong was wet, but his body was almost soaked.

To tell the truth, this Kunpeng's saliva is really not bad, on the contrary, it also exudes an inexplicable smell, which is very good. But no matter how good it was, it was also a spit, and Wan Dong finally couldn't hold back and stooped and vomited.

Just as Wan Dong's death came to life, Kunpeng suddenly shot his huge right wing towards Wan Dong.

Seeing such a scene, Wan Dong not only did not feel afraid, but was rather excited. Rather than being sickened by this flat-haired animal, being shot to death is undoubtedly his best method of death.

However, when the wings fell on the back of Wan Dong, Wan Dong didn't feel even a little bit of pain. Kunpeng's shot was softly beyond his imagination.

"You ..." Wan Dong's heart jumped suddenly and looked up at Kunpeng dumbly. It was then discovered that Kunpeng's pair of scarlet eyes, which were originally full of ferocity, had long since disappeared, and the rest was actually a kind of kindness ...

Wan Dong also knows, but all fairy beasts are somewhat spiritual. But like Kunpeng, this is the first time Wan Dong has seen it. In the midst of nothing, I just feel that it is no longer a fairy beast standing in front of myself, but a living person with rich emotions and no difference from him.

"Tweet"

I do n’t know if it ’s psychologically right or left. At this time, even in the ear of Wan Dong, even Kunpeng ’s hissing sound has become much softer.

"You ... didn't you want to kill me, right?" Wan Dong froze for a while, and then asked nana.

"Tweeting!" That Kunpeng seemed to understand Wan Dong's words, but nodded while crying.

Wan Dong was stunned. He also knew that his character was good, but he didn't expect it to be so good. He was a little dazed.

"No!" Wan Dong, who calmed down, soon discovered something. It seems that Kun Peng is really interested in himself, not the sword in his hand, which now lacks the sword tip!

Kun Peng's eyes, as if they were rooted, stared at the sword. The look is complicated, and the expression reveals a fascination, as if immersed in some kind of memory, unable to extricate themselves.

Of course, this is the feeling and speculation of Wan Dong, after all, he is not a roundworm in Kunpeng's stomach.

"You ... Do you want this sword?" Wan Dong subconsciously handed the sword to Kunpeng.

Then Kunpeng suddenly made a hissing noise, and suddenly took three steps back, his eyes swayed with awe.

"Do you know the origin of this sword? Could you tell me the origin of this sword?" Kun Peng's performance confirmed the guess in Wan Dong's mind, and Wan Dong became excited immediately. Regarding the origin of this sword, there have always been unanswered doubts in Wan Dong's heart. At this time, he seems to have found a clue. He is inevitably agitated and asks like arrows.

It's a pity that although Kunpeng is a very high-level fairy beast, he is not a human, and he can't talk about it. Only the chirping of the chirp, can't solve the Wan Dong at all.

"Tweet"

Worried in Wan Dong's heart, when how to communicate with Kunpeng, Kunpeng suddenly shouted, turned his body, and aimed his hips at Wan Dong.

Wan Dong was taken aback, and was about to ask what Kunpeng wanted to do. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, not waiting for the Wan Dong to react. He was directly fed by a violent air with a slight smell. The roll flew out.

After landing, Wan Dong was stunned. He ... he was blown away by Kun Peng's fart!

Wipe! What does this say? A second ago, he and Kunpeng had a good conversation. After a second, he was given a fart by Kunpeng. They all said that women turned their faces quickly, but this Kunpeng was clearly faster!

Furthermore, if you turn your face, just turn your face, anyway, Wan Dong is ready to be a good man. But there are millions of ways to die, but what is the matter of being killed by fart? He Wan Dong is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of death Wan Dong! In this universal world, is there any more death method than being killed by fart?

Tweet

Just as the Wan Dong was rough and stormy, the Kunpeng made another long scream, but actually caught up, still aiming the **** at Wan Dong, the standard move is "Fart and Fell"

"Come on! You animal, you can't be deceived too much!" Wan Dong was furious, and was about to fight desperately. Suddenly, a loud noise came from his ears.

Wan Dong took a closer look, and saw a round, white thing like jade that rolled out of Kunpeng ’s ass.

"Is it stool?" Wan Dong's hair stood upright. If there is another way of death in this world that is more foolproof than being killed by fart, it is undoubtedly buried in the stool.

The Wan Dong subconsciously stepped back a few steps, only to hear a puff, and the round thing just happened to fall under the feet of Wan Dong. Where is the distinction? It is clearly an egg, a big one, and an egg high enough!

"This ... this is your egg?" Wan Dong was taken aback. He never even dreamed of such a thing.

Kun Peng nodded again and again, and his eyes were full of a maternal glory.

Kunpeng's egg! Wan Dong felt a big shock in his heart and hurriedly fixed his eyes on the egg.

In the end it is Kunpeng, even the eggs born are so round! While Wan Dong wondered, he carefully looked at this Kunpeng egg. If it were not for seeing the coming of this Kunpeng egg, Wan Dong could not believe it was an egg.

The white eggshell is really as warm as white jade. Under the sunlight, it radiates a little bit of holiness, a bit of mysterious luster, and it is very textured and very tempting !

As Wan Dong looked at the Kunpeng egg, the Kunpeng egg suddenly pushed the Kunpeng egg in front of Wan Dong with his claws, and several sizzling sounds were heard in his mouth. Although Wan Dong can't understand its tweets, Kun Peng's movements are enough to make him understand. Wan Dong suddenly glared his eyes and asked in a thick, unbelievable tone, "You ... will you give me this egg?"

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