Le Yao Xiu Xian Ji

Chapter 370 Qingfeng Secret Realm 17
At the same time, Lu Leyao had just set up the formation, and when the earthquake came, the little ones and Lu Leyao were protected by the formation, flying sand and rolling stones, that was only the outer world.

The Baizhan Fufeng in the center is like a peach blossom garden full of wars.

Whether it's the turbulent end of the world, or the thunder-like sonic attack, the Baizhan Fufeng remains motionless, and the little ones on the Fufeng are naturally safe.

It's almost time to sit in a row and eat fruit.

They are watching the war of transforming gods thousands of miles away through Lu Leyao using a giant crystal ball (the so-called giant crystal ball is a virtual image caused by the magic circle.)
It would be great if there were some melon seed candies.

This is Fatty's idea, this little guy.There is a domineering side that sweeps away thousands of troops in everything you eat, but you have to pay attention to a little sense of ritual in everything you do.

For example, now that everyone is sitting in a row and watching the powerful fights, it is more interesting to eat some melon seeds.

The petals opened as if they were inspired by something, and they were ecstatic like a child.

Now the fat vine is no longer a single big flower bud, it has various forms, and when it stretches to a huge vine for thousands of miles, the number of flower buds can reach [-]. In the mini state, there is one flower bud, and in the mini state, there are more than number two. The two branches are a group of two buds and three buds.

The difference is that the shape of No. [-] is larger than that of No. [-], and the three buds are larger than the previous one, and the color is much lighter.

Unlike the first kind of pure purple, except for the one in the center that is surrounded by the light of virtue and the stamen, the other two are common varieties.

It's the first time everyone has seen Fat Vine become in such a state, and all the little ones forgot to observe the powerful fighting skills.

It unfolded the other two big flower buds, and spit out two identical storage bags. The storage bags separated from the fat rattan's big flower buds and became the size of a sack.

Everyone knows that these storage bags are defective products forged by Lu Leyao when he was free. Such a storage bag like a big sack has an internal space of only [-] square meters.

The body is huge and the internal space is small. Compared with the many exquisite and small storage bags in the cultivation world, they are Bai Fumei, and what Lu Leyao forged is short and poor.

The little ones didn't want any of them, but the fat rattan happily blew it away. Anyway, the leader of the group, Yin, is the best. Especially talented.

So those storage bags were taken away by Fat Teng, and the little guy felt that it had worked so hard to master silver, so he gave it to the non-bandit Lingshi as a tribute.

Fat Teng dared to accept Lu Leyao, and let everyone slander Lu Leyao again for being shameless, unscrupulous and unrestrained.

When the two huge storage bags appeared, the ground shook, and it was clear that the weight was definitely not small.

The fat vine did not change back to the No. [-] state, and the two purple buds on the branches were as big as human palms.

This kind of rope knotting method was made by Lu Leyao according to a mobile phone bag method that was very common in his previous life. There is no need to tie seals, let alone cast spells, and half of the spiritual consciousness is not used.

Just pull the rope and the pocket will open automatically.

What a shocking scene it was when the bag was opened. Small spirit stones that were two fingers wide and two knuckles long piled up like a mountain.

"Why look at the goose?"

Unclear, the fat vine bowed left and right, a flower bag clamped a Lingshi, and hung down along the big flower bud in the middle of their line of sight, looking at the flower bud on their left, and then at the one on the right.

The big flower bud in the middle hangs a little lower, and the eyes meet.In front of the two huge storage bags, at this moment Fat Teng's nature was fully stimulated, just like a cub protecting food.

The two tendrils moved together, pulling the storage bag to his body in seconds, tightly enclosing him.

Dong Qinyan swallowed her saliva, the state of her soul and body is blurred, even though she is now many times more solid than when she just died.

Compared with Lin Huanzhi's body, which is as flesh and blood as a normal mortal, Dong Qinyan is naturally incomparable, so swallowing saliva is just a conditioned reflex of her life, and it cannot be achieved in actual operation.

"Fat Teng, don't worry, I won't ask for your spirit stone, don't you believe Master?"

"Old Mr. Dong, you can do everything right!"

Fat Teng generously handed out a piece to Dong Qinyan, and it was just a small piece of small Lingshi with various colors.

For Fat Teng, a stingy vine who only has his master in his heart, this is already a breakthrough.

Dong Qinyan is a ghost cultivator who can't eat spirit stones, even if he could, he wouldn't be able to take fat vines.

"Master, you don't need it, just eat it."

"Write about Mr. Dong! The geese are all here."

Dong Qinyan was delighted to be so polite, it proved that she taught well.

But can this guy stop calling Old Master Dong all the time, and declare that she is ugly every now and then.

For a female cultivator who once loved beauty, the harm is really quite big.

"Fat Teng, you can just call me Master, there is no need for the first two words of family."

The little guy was very busy, he bowed left and right, stuffed snacks into the big flower bud in the middle one by one, chewed and swallowed the spirit stone.

Although he was as busy as a bow and bow, Fat Teng insisted on eating Lu Leyao's boldness and Dong Qinyan's elegance.

Hearing Old Master Dong's words, how could Fat Vine do it, it couldn't speak clearly, this was the unspeakable pain since it became conscious.

I can't explain other things clearly, and I always use out-of-tone words that don't convey the meaning, but Old Master Dong can speak the four words with a proper accent, so why not say it?

Fat Vine refused without hesitation.

As soon as the two vines rolled, they swept away the storage bag and moved to another direction. Covered by the formation, the fat vine intentionally shrunk its body. Only a few leaves trembled, and the little guy could be seen Busy figure.

Glancing at Lu Leyao, who was too busy to touch the ground, Dong Qinyan could only shut up and bury the unhappiness in her heart.

When the White Tiger Demon King arrived at the battlefield, he did not participate in the battle. Instead, he found a high ground, set up a soft couch and a few plates of delicious melon and fruit snacks, and watched Ji Changkong and Han Yan fight.

It is really difficult for the old guys to fight outside. It has been many years since the White Tiger Demon King has seen such a powerful war of transforming gods. If you don't watch it carefully, you will regret it.

Ji Changkong's Nailing Zixiao Sword Art is also the Thunder Spirit Root. The magic weapon of his life is the bone of the ancient thunder dragon.

If it weren't for being in the formation, as in the legend, it would not be impossible for the sword to chill nineteen states with one sword.

"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!"

The White Tiger Demon King was like a frequent visitor in the theater, clapping rhythmically and applauding.

　I wish you all a happy New Year's Eve. Qingshan Xiangyu is here to wish you all a happy new year.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)