Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

An Qingli practiced her sword in the mustard space.

After breaking through to the stage of transforming gods, both the speed and strength of the shots have been greatly improved.

Now, An Qingli has been able to condense the Blossoming Sword Realm within eighteen moves.

Although progress has been rapid, it is far from enough.

The top few sword cultivator patriarchs of the Wan Jianzong swung their swords like mountains like moons and seas like tides.

An Qingli was also looking forward to it very much. With one sword slash, there would be a sea of ​​flowers like a waterfall.

The half-transfigured little Lingxi, wearing a floral skirt specially designed by An Qingli for it, covering its two untransformed hind hooves, sat quietly under a flowery tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, as is common in the secular world. Like a loving mother, she bowed her head and sewed her clothes closely.

Today, its face is like a full moon, its bright eyes are moist and extremely clear, and its original two front hooves are no different from normal people, its ten fingers are more flexible, and it no longer needs to be wrapped with demon spirit power like before. With a needle and thread, proceed with caution.

But Little Lingxi still has a bit of inferiority complex, its current body, half human, half beast, neither fish nor fowl, is really ugly.

"Little Lingxi, you don't have to feel inferior at all." Little Pegasus comforted him by flicking his newly dyed bangs, "That black corpse konjac is so stinky, yet still so self-confident, you have to learn a little bit about its self-confidence."

Bingfeng also pecked at the honey and agreed.

Xiao Lingxi blinked her beautiful water eyes, nodded and said yes.

A little far away, An Qingli danced the sword recklessly, attracting thousands of flying flowers to circle the sword, which was too beautiful to behold.

Flowers are beautiful, people are also beautiful, it is a picturesque scenery.

With ink hair flying, An Qingli clenched the sword in her hand and was walking quickly on flowers. Suddenly, she sensed Shangshan's bad mood through the agreement of sympathy.

When a monk reaches the stage of transforming into a god, his mood will not be too low, let alone a good one.

Apart from being dirty and messy, there are very few people and things that can make him feel bad.

"What's wrong?" An Qingli urged Lian Xinzhu.

Shangshan immediately urged Lian Xinzhu to respond: "The capital of the Qi family, you will know when you come."

Over the capital city of the Qi family, there was a stench all over the sky.

Without any warning, the black corpse konjac arrived suddenly, and vomited many formation masters.

I don't know how to describe the smell, anyway, smell it once, it will be unforgettable for a lifetime.

However, there are also some people who pinch their noses and swallow their saliva, thinking of the incomparably authentic smell, which is too authentic, as if the smell of thousands of catties of ingredients has been condensed together.

Smells unpleasant.

"Shangshan." The black corpse Konjac, which was emitting a stench but didn't take it seriously, moved to Shangshan's place in an instant, opened his mouth and said, "I heard that you are the husband-in-law of Master Qingli, and you still have a lot of beauties outside. "

Although the people present were dizzy from the smoke, they did not leave in a hurry after putting on the spiritual power shield, so the words "confidante woman" fell into the ears of everyone very clearly.

Speaking of which, this monster is straightforward and ignorant, so why should he talk about something that everyone knows well and tacitly, in public.

It made Lord Shan Dao embarrassing, and it also made Master Qingli embarrassed.

Shangshan propped up his spiritual power cover, looked at the ancient demon who had just formed a bond with his Taoist couple, and said calmly, "It's true that he is a husband and son-in-law, but there is no such thing as a confidante."

"Could it be that she is still a bosom friend?" Wu Ling couldn't help exclaiming when she remembered the Lianxin Pearl a long time ago.

The eyes of all the people present were all looking at Shangshan.

First glance at Shangshan, then at Wuling.

Thinking about it, Wuling, as Shangshan's demon pet, knows the inside story best.

According to Wu Ling's words, Shangshan is indeed in Wancheng Country, but the gender, age and race are still determined.

Shangshan lowered his eyes, concealing his murderous intentions.

Wu Ling is the best demon pet, sensing the fleeting killing intent, she immediately knew that what she said just now was inappropriate, she couldn't help trembling in her heart, and moved closer to Hei Yu, standing side by side with Hei Yu.

It is extremely simple to say that Shangshan kills Wuling, it is just a matter of serious thought.

Thinking of this, Wuling couldn't help moving closer to Heiyu.

Wu Ling is a spirit body, has not yet transformed, and can't smell the stench of Hei Yu, so after exclaiming, he stood opposite Shangshan, and didn't dislike Hei Yu at all, unintentionally, he stood side by side with Hei Yu Together.

There was a bright touch in Heiyu's eyes, and he looked sideways at Wuling.

It has been rejected by those plants since it was a young seedling.

The vegetation growing around it is either dead or stunted, and this situation intensifies after it blooms.

In the jungle where it first grew, all the plants and trees that gave birth to wisdom are full of dislike when talking about it.

It was so stinky that the ants and mosquitoes were suffocated all over the place, bees and butterflies were afraid to come to collect honey, and the stinky affect the growth and development of the same vegetation.

So the famous name of the Black Taro Demon King spread in that dense forest.

After it was captured by the human race after it crossed the catastrophe of transformation, all the people it met hated it, even the master it contracted with.

I have used the Jue of Rejuvenation several times, and when I took care of it, I always had the expression of going to the execution ground.

And the little Pegasus who was suffocated by the horse's power, what else to say, he has to be counted on his stench.

But the Wuling in front of him is very different, different from everyone else, he has never disliked it at all, and even approached it actively, and even saw admiration from Wuling's eyes.

All kinds of eyes are still focused on Shangshan, and they use their spiritual consciousness to transmit the sound lively.

Wuling looked at Shan's face and knew that Shangshan was not in a good mood, so she inadvertently moved closer to Heiyu.

Heiyu was a little excited again, stretched out his arms and swept the translucent Wuling to the side, facing Shangshan, opened his mouth and said loudly: "Sister Wuling, you don't have to be afraid of him, if he punishes you, I will punish you." Can't spare him!"

As soon as Heiyu opened his mouth to speak, he showed an ugly mouth full of sharp fangs, with a turbid breath in his mouth, and he went straight to Shangshanmianmen.

Although Shangshan had put on a spiritual power shield, he still couldn't block the stench, which penetrated the spiritual power shield and mixed into his breath.

Smells unpleasant.

Shangshan held his breath, and with a thought, he retracted the shrewd and sometimes stupid Wuling, and looked at the newly bonded Yaozhi of the Taoist companion, feeling really bad.

Still holding the sword in his hand, An Qingli manipulated the mustard space, walked through the ground, and came to find out.

In mid-air, Shangshan, who was as white as jade, was silently confronting Heiyu, who was dark-skinned and black-faced.

From the looks of it, it was Heiyu who took the initiative to pick things up and get close. After all, the above-mentioned good-natured people didn't want Heiyu to get close to him within ten miles.

Just at this moment, An Qingli sensed the little tiger again, and suddenly entered the Wancheng country, and the little tiger was a little anxious, as if he wanted to see An Qingli as soon as possible.

Of course, the little tiger wanted to see An Qingli soon. On the way here, it heard that there was a powerful flower demon in the late stage of the catastrophe, who wanted to join his master and become the number one fighter under the master of alchemy.