He doesn't care about whether the Ming Qi or Ming Qi is. As long as it can protect his Xier and shock those old guys, it's a good thing.

He didn't care what kind of god he would be called. Anyway, those fire gods, water gods, Lao Shizi gods, would have the idea of ​​not beating his family Xier. Who dares to fight? It's a waste!

To sum up, he had to find the lairs of those gods first so that he could not find the fire when he was venting his fire.

An extremely evil smile appeared on his lips.

The soldier trembled all over, and a crazy figure appeared in his heart inexplicably. This man was really back...

"Jiuyou is to be precise, it is the name of a cage..."

"puff"

Jun Qianxi couldn't help laughing, and a figure appeared in his mind. The man named Jiutian, the Lord of Jiuyou, was so arrogant that he was just a prisoner!

"Cute Xiao Xier, don't underestimate Jiuyou. Jiuyou is specially used to imprison gods. Even the God King has been locked up! The status of the Lord of Jiuyou is comparable to that of the top gods! Moreover, the God King dares not give Jiutian face!"

The soldier gently scratched his nose, subconsciously glanced in the direction of Duanmu Ming, and continued: "Who made Jiuyou's backer hard!"

Jun Qianxi's forehead twitched invisibly a few times: "Who is Jiuyou's backer?"

"The Buddha said, you can't say it!"

The soldier clasped his hands together and bent his body with his stern eyes.

...

The soldier’s secret secrets did not make people feel inappropriate. If he could say anything, he would know everything, but if he could not say anything, he would not say a single word!

Although they were all the time to stop, they also made the group understand more or less about things that even Dongfang Lingyun and Ximen Yushi were not qualified to know.

A brief communication just keeps the transmission process so boring!

The teleportation array light fell, and a quaint aura came to my face.

The purpose is desolate, and the dust can be clearly seen floating under the misty light.

There has been a time when no one has been here!

The little beast tiptoed, rested its claws on its forehead, and stretched its neck hard to look into the distance: "Little soldiers, where are there resentment spirits? Where are there resentment spirits?"

"Oh, little beast, the resentful spirit is of course enclosed in one place, otherwise how can it be sealed according to its strength?"

The soldier took out a few cloaked straw hats from somewhere and stuffed them into their hands.

"Don't underestimate these winds. It's just ordinary now. After a while, you'll be the wind blade, and the more you move forward, the more you'll be more powerful!"

"Little Bingbing, what are you kidding? Feng Bian, you actually use this torn clothes to resist?"

"Idiot little beast, is this a torn dress? Is this something from ancient times good? Are those sects specially distributed to disciples to use for the wind blade of the endless abyss?"

He said it and then patted the little beast on the head!

...

Amid the shouts, a group of people walked forward wearing straw hats given by soldiers.

Duanmu Ming hugged Jun Qianxi and surrounded her tightly, and asked her about her well-being from time to time.

"Let's speed up!"

Time cannot be wasted on the way. After the group of people got used to the wind blade, the soldier shot out a little at the toes!

The little beast simply jumped onto his shoulder!

Duanmu Ming protected Jun Qianxi and followed him with ease!

The sky is always gray, and there seems to be no so-called light in this space.
Chapter completed!