Carry out obscenity to the end

If it weren't for my lack of background, resources, and talent beyond ordinary people, how could I be a gatekeeper.

"Zhang Bing, why are you so unruly? Is this Elder's Pavilion a place you can step into casually?" An old man with long beard saw the short gatekeeper enter, and scolded with a straight face.

"Elder Xiaolin, it's not that I don't have the rules. There are wicked people who have come to disturb me. Just now a monk from the human race came to our magic tower and asked to see the person in charge of our demon clan. Two days ago, at the end of summer The elder was plotted against by human monks, and now there are still human monks provoking him. How can we easily let him succeed, but his strength is too high, and he almost killed me just by showing off his momentum. In our territory , To act so ignorantly, I think he is a provocation to our magic family. Elder Xiaolin, you must not fall into our prestige in this matter." Zhang Bing complained vigorously.

"The former glory of the magic family has been forgotten in this land for too long. Anyone wants to insult the face of my magic family. Take me to see, I will meet this person for a while. If It’s fine if the dragon crosses the river, if not, I’ll cut him into pieces.”

Dongfang is under the magic tower, sensing the magical breath of the magic tower with his spiritual thoughts. [

Any alien power, when reached to the extreme, has earth-shattering power.

The magical power of the magic family brought Dongfang a lot of feelings.

Learn from and learn from, let yourself grow faster, and fighting is the best way to digest everything.

A wave of strong hostility descended, and the miniature ice dragon was lifelike and shining with ice luster.

Before the gate, from the heat of summer, it suddenly entered the freezing cold.

The entire gate of the magic tower was blocked by ice, and even the tall mage guarding the gate was covered with a layer of frost.

The world of ice and snow was formed at this moment.

Dongfang stared closely at this pocket-sized ice dragon. The spiritual creature formed by the condensed ice elements was no longer just a dead thing. Its flexibility and intelligent expression were soaked in a magic. The soul of the teacher's life.

In a sense, a magician is more like a creator than a monk.

The monk cultivated himself into a creator, stronger than others.

And the magician tempered the elemental spirits he summoned to be more powerful, and created a creator with his own magic.

Dongfang's skin is shrinking, the extreme cold, even the spiritual energy protection can't block it.

In Dongfang's hand, a thin embroidery needle appeared, shining with silver light.

With one finger, this embroidery needle is like lightning, and it just penetrates the core of the condensed elements of the pocket ice dragon.

This makes the world freezing cold, which can almost easily make the magister's deadly ice dragon turn into crystal clear ice cubes in the blink of an eye, and fall to the ground clangingly, breaking hearts all over the place .

And a muffled groan, within the gate of the magic tower.

Elder Xiaolin with a long beard walked out of the tower, clutching his shoulders.

There was blood between his fingers, and an embroidery needle was slowly forced out of his body.

"Where are you sacred, why did you come to provoke me in the important place of my magic family?" Elder Xiaolin had deep fear in his eyes. [

"My name is Dongfang. I need your help because I need your help. I want you to help me find the traces of a few people, and this is the price." Dongfang's hand ### found a red round bead.

Elder Xiaolin's eyes showed greed, but seeing Dongfang's indifferent eyes, not only was his whole body cold, but all kinds of thoughts disappeared.

"Is this bead big enough?" Dongfang asked.

Xiaolin swallowed her saliva: "Of course it is enough. No matter who you want to find, our magic family is willing to provide you with convenience. One of the eight divine beads, the Xiumen Divine Orb, is a price that no one can refuse."

Dongfang described the characteristics of the people in Jiuyoudao in detail, and at this time, Li Yi, the Twin Saint Star Wisteria Magic Academy, also came down from the tower.

At that moment just now, Dongfang not only shattered the ice dragon, the essence of magic master Xiaolin, but also the aura of the extremely powerful person who really shot, triggered a sense of heaven and earth, and any strong person of the same level will feel it.

"Using the Xiumen Shenzhu as a transaction price to find someone, this Taoist brother really has a courage that I also admire, but I don't know how to call it? We have offended us before, so please don't take offense."

Dongfang sensed the breath of the abyss in Li Yi's body, just like the ocean on the edge, which could set off huge waves at any time, turning the world upside down, and the ocean was full.

Only those who are strong in the same realm have the right to dialogue on an equal footing.

"My name is Dongfang, and these foreign things are nothing to me. As long as you handle my affairs well, there is no need to let go of mere divine beads."

"It's just that I still have a question. If you are willing to answer me, I can give this divine pearl to you now."

Li Yi looked at Dongfang curiously: "Brother Dongfang said, if I can answer, I will not hide it."

"In this barren and deserted area, our common enemy should be the biochemical family. The magic family and our human monks should not interfere with each other. Why are you all hostile to me from entering the city to before the magic tower?"

Li Yi sighed lightly: "There is nothing worth hiding about this matter, it's just a bit embarrassing to say it out, so after Dongfang Daoist finds out, I hope you don't spread it to the outside world. One of our deacon elders was killed two days ago. A human cultivator and a person from the immortal clan jointly attacked, not only suffered heavy injuries, but also had his right arm cut off, and it may be a fluke to be able to exert [-]% or [-]% of the magic power in the future."

Dongfang couldn't help but change color. The deacon elders must be in the realm of a magic master in the magic family to be sufficient.

For a legendary powerhouse like Dongfang and a magic master powerhouse like Li Yi, sneak attack is really a joke.

But when it did happen, it was a disaster.

"This matter is too unbelievable. I wonder if Elder Li Yi can explain it to me in detail. I really want to meet a strong man like you and me for a while." Dongfang's fighting spirit soared.

The more terrifying, the more catastrophic, and the more challenging, it is in line with the appetite of the East.

Li Yi invited Dongfang to enter the magic tower. After some conversation, Dongfang was shocked on the surface, but his heart was full of emotions.

"Since your magic family is determined to take revenge, I would like to give you my best wishes. I'd better fight all the heroes in the world. If I don't witness such a strange sneak attack technique, how can I be reconciled. During this period of time Help me find out the whereabouts of my enemies, and I will follow you to meet the reincarnation team first."

Li Yi showed joy on his face: "If you can get the help of Daoist Brother Dongfang, why don't you worry about revenge." [

In Li Yi's heart, he never thought that a person like Dongfang would be a duplicity.

Because at the current state, he is already standing at the pinnacle of the world, and lying is meaningful.

Besides, if the human cultivator who plotted against Xia Mo had something to do with Dongfang, then why should he plot against him? As long as Dongfang showed up, how could Xia Mo retreat without knowing the difficulty?

The most important thing is that Li Yi has been practicing a magic that can identify people's hearts, which can easily detect the fluctuation of a person's soul and judge whether he is telling the truth or lying.

Dongfang's fighting spirit and Dongfang's desire for revenge are absolutely true.

The sun is rising, and the purple air is coming from the east.

Mo Yi's hands covered in sleeves dissipated the last lingering purple air.

The seal of the original divine orb was completed, and many necessary tracking and threats were cut off.

The little white rabbit hiding in Mo Yi's chest is getting smaller and smaller. It used to need to be hugged, but now it only needs to be held by hands.

It's getting smaller and smaller, but the whiteness is getting purer and purer. From a distance, it looks like a pure white cloud.

And this little white rabbit, which has never dissipated since being infused by Mo Yi with the divine sense of reincarnation, became smaller and smaller, and the small eyes became more and more energetic.

Most of the time, she would just snuggle into Mo Yi's chest and fall asleep breathing the breath of reincarnation emanating from Mo Yi's body.

And when Mo Yi was practicing Taoism, he woke up and absorbed the most noble purple energy together.

The little psychic eight-whiskered white cat in Bai Fei's arms is also sleepy.

However, the psychic eight-whiskered white cat just now suddenly opened its eyes and stared in the direction of Mo Yi, its expression was full of doubt and incomprehension.

Bai Fei, who has a psychic contract with the psychic eight-whiskered white cat, sensed the emotions and thoughts of the psychic eight-whiskered white cat, and looked at Mo Yi's eyes with more scruples.

The aura of the original divine orb disappeared, completely.

Even if it is thousands of miles away, the psychic eight-whiskered white cat can feel the original aura of the primordial divine orb, but now it is not far away, but it doesn't feel it at all.

Not to mention other divine orbs, Mo Yi got the Death Gate Divine Orb, which was something he witnessed with his own eyes.

There is something in this world that can seal the original breath of the divine bead, which challenges my common sense too much.

Frost, who didn't sleep well all night and looked a little haggard, came to Mo Yi when he saw that Mo Yi's practice was over: "Tell me, what happened in the underground base? Please tell me, okay?" "

The closer she got to Mo Yi, the more Frost felt a kind of surrender, a kind of repressed closeness.

There was no reason for this feeling, but it made her never resist and never get rid of it.

The body feels more and more strange, it seems that there is always a flame burning, and the silent power of the volcano is brewing.

If he can't find the root of the body mutation, Frost worries that he will lose all reason and go berserk at any time.

"Xia Fei attacked us secretly. You and Lin Chong were conspired to faint, but I was lucky enough to have a protective object and got rid of the conspiracy. But Xia Fei was not killed by me, he was killed by the demons."