Human beings are super gods, I created the age of myths

Ge Xiaolun and Liu Chuang, who were resting under the tree, felt Zhou Yi's breath returning, and they quickly stood up and looked from afar.

Zhou Yi walked in front, holding a giant monster with only one leg left in his hand and slowly walked towards them, the monster was still alive

"Let's go, that's it from the center of the island, it's time for us to go home. "

Ge Xiaolun and Liu Chuang nodded, and didn't ask why they didn't kill the strange "217" thing, they could see that Zhou Yi was in a bad mood.

Zhou Yi looked at the monster that was still alive on the side, thinking about how to bring it out of the foreign land.

I still remember that Xia Qing also wanted to give me a spirit beast gourd, I don't know if I can fit such a thing, this monster is going to be studied by Carl.

He didn't know the difference between dead and alive in the field of biotechnology, he just knew that he couldn't let it live too comfortably.

Looking at the turquoise gourd in his hand, he tried to input spiritual power, and a clear light covered the monster, and the next second the monster was taken in.

Zhou Yi silently picked up the remaining leg, and his divine sense entered the gourd to see if the monster was still alive.

Alive.

The world in the gourd is actually only about 70 square meters, and this monster is lucky, after all, its legs are broken.

After leaving the foreign land, Zhou Yi looked at the surrounding mountains and rivers with some emotion, if the misty world is just a relatively unlucky resonance reaction, then this world is a focus of the heavens.

I don't know how many gods are watching the faith again, I don't know how many demons are spreading fear, and I don't know how many people will report it, and maybe even the soul won't exist.

The sad spring and autumn are over, and he has more things to do, and his loving father Nurgle is about to recover

The first exchange meeting of the Chinese spiritual community

"What, guarding the foreign land, Lord Patrol Envoy, my backing mountain sect has dispatched 30 inner disciples to help you calm the foreign land, and this is not enough?"

Hearing Xia Qing's unreasonable demand, the refusal of the backer sectarianism, and the dangerous and unoily drudgery of recovering a foreign land, he had a basking brain before he guarded it.

For a while, the faces of the officials on the scene were a little ugly, and on the other hand, the people of the cultivation sect and the like were discussing one after another, without taking into account the rigor of the meeting.

"If you want me to say that this backer sect has also produced 30, 10 more than our sect, Huaxia has been getting more and more excessive recently, 0 ......"

"Yes, yes, this is the duty of the soldiers and soldiers to defend the country, how can we be forced to go to such a dangerous place?"

"Hey, there's no one in the official, such a waste should be replaced by my Death Sect" (read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

There was a silence in the air, and the Death Sect Brother who had drunk high just now suddenly found that the Daoists around him were far away from him, and he said with some puzzlement

"Brother Yang Atom Dao, Pi Yanzi Immortal Gu, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Atom and Pi Yanzi awkwardly drank each other's glasses of wine, signaling that we didn't know this fool.

Xia Qing sat on the main seat and listened to the noise and almost couldn't help 4.1 flip the table, but he still showed a smile, although this smile was stiff.

When she heard the Daoist friend of the Death Sect say such a rebellious word, her expression was full of excitement, and she even approached with a Bluetooth headset.

"Xia girl, come according to your way. "

On the other side of the headset came the voice of Huang Lao.