Cultivation of Immortals starts from chopping firewood to lay the foundation

The space is shattered with a gap to see the outside world.

Condescending, there are pavilions in villages and towns, and ordinary people look up one after another, shouting and running.

The gray audio and video appeared out of thin air, and the sunlight penetrated.

Bai Xiaomei is too familiar, it should be her country.

Not now, nor can Zhu Dahua be cheap.

"Supernatural power, Dao world."

The black ball, propped up at the cracked place, hindered the healing of the trial space.

Frost's thin blade flew towards the blue-faced monkey.

The monkey screamed, and the will-o'-the-wisp trees approached layer by layer. When the blue-faced monkey disappeared, the soul-splitting knife shattered a series of low-level spirit bodies.

Blue fireflies, like dust.

The will-o'-the-wisp treant, who was just beginning to realize his consciousness, let out a violent roar. On the trunk that was no different from an ordinary tree, the leaves withered, the twigs turned into black ash, and the whole tree burned from the middle.

It's so green, people in green panic.

The out-of-control will-o'-the-wisp treemen fought in a heap, and the scene was magnificent, attacking each other but no tree casualties.

Bai Xiaomei slashed again, the blue spiritual energy no longer appeared, and the soul splitting knife was useless.

Glancing at the outside world, the black ball suddenly became hollow, and the hole continued to expand until one of the will-o'-the-wisp trees fell down.

The ghost fire tree man fell to the ground, got up, and started killing people. The people caught by the tree roots were instantly sucked dry of their flesh and blood.

A series of will-o'-the-wisp trees fell, and the city turned into a purgatory on earth.

As if to show off, the will-o'-the-wisp treeman hung the corpse on a bare tree branch.

"It's just right that you won't die if you fall. Let me see how long you, the emperor, can do it."

Bai Xiaomei could be said to be helplessly watching the rotation of the throne, but there was nothing she could do.

Don't want to be like that anymore, you must have freedom and strength.

The blue-faced monkey couldn't summon the tree whose spirit had been killed, so it ran around anxiously, and had to be careful to avoid the attack of the soul-splitting knife.

The soul splitting knife has a terrifying deterrent effect, making intelligent creatures instinctively want to avoid it.

"You can't run."

Bai Xiaomei stopped the blue-faced monkey, "Where is the thing?"

The monkey opens its mouth to shoot a beam of light.

The strength is enough to have a golden core.

The lens obtained from the saint's body is a magical item that can see the strength of the opponent's realm.

Now the lens fell into Bai Xiaomei's hands.

Knowing the ability of the blue-faced monkey, Bai Xiaomei did not dare to be careless, and was about to retreat, but the blue-faced monkey fell into the world through the gap opened in the Taoist world.

Actively jumped down.

escape.

Bai Xiaomei was annoyed, what she lacks most now is people, she shouldn't waste all of them.

It's too late to say anything, the trial space is closed.

Looking at the blue sky, the white-haired and blue-faced monkey was even more angry: the god who started the trial was really weak, and he was taken away by a mere mortal realm.

The monkey elf was covered in fur, squatting on the rock like cast iron.

At the next sunrise, it will cease to exist, disappearing together with the secret treasure of the gods.

desolate.

tragic.

Tears in the corners of my eyes.

"I want a monkey."

Xiaodao Tong Liuyun grabbed Pan Sheng's clothes, and pointed at the white back eagerly with the other hand.

"Hey, I'll catch monkeys for you when I come back, okay?"

"no."

Pan Sheng surrendered.

The blue-faced monkey was thinking about monkey life, cursing the god of the weak chicken, and was so busy that a rope was tied around his neck.

Just as he was in a daze, the noose tightened violently, making it impossible to get through, and then the whole monkey drew sparks on the rocks.

"Big horse monkey."

Liu Yun raised his hands and cheered.

"I'm going down the mountain to get rid of demons, can you take a piece with me?" Pan Sheng, who was extremely indulgent to the child, asked.

"I can see it."

"Well."

The two kidnapped a monkey and went down the mountain to collect the monster.

The blue-faced monkey has nothing to love written on his face, he doesn't struggle even when he is wrapped in a zongzi, and he has no interest in food, but Liu Yun is so worried,
"Master, the monkey is sick."

【Experience 0】

[Try the spirits in the secret territory, become tree monsters after losing their spiritual consciousness, eat flesh and blood, and become immortal]

"Is there a way to solve?"

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