Squatting beside the sweet spring, stretching out his chubby little hand to scoop up water, and drinking happily Xiao Cheng, not knowing the identity of the person who had fought with him at the beginning, nor knowing that Hualan, the Luantian organization, was restricted from freedom and became a female official next to Long Baishuang. I think if he knew about it, he would not be as relaxed as he is now, right?

"This water is so sweet, pure, that's it? This is the first time I have tasted such a delicious spring water. The sweet and fragrant fragrance comes straight into my heart, not inferior to the nectar. It's such a good thing. Unfortunately, this is just a spring water that the soul can enjoy and cannot be taken out, otherwise, just this water can be sold crazy."

He was wholeheartedly thinking about making a fortune and changing gold, using gold to exchange for fairy spirit stones, raising the Dragon Lord with fairy spirit stones, and then using the dragon elephant to feed back and quickly improve his own Xiaocheng. He drank a lot of spring water without any image of a lady.

My belly was bulging and I couldn't drink it anymore. Then I washed my face and felt comfortable all over.

In addition to the sweet spring enjoyment that directly acts on the soul, the most important thing is to digest the combat experience of a scale and a half claw from the golden body of the battle body and take it for yourself.

"This battle body that is jealous of heaven and earth is indeed extraordinary. I can stand on the shoulders of giants without having to touch it and enjoy the results. This is so good that I can catch up with the bloodline of the demon clan. How much time and energy is saved? Time is money, and this is making a lot of money! It's so happy."

Wipe your little hands on the fairy white skirt, put on your arm guard again, and after arming, he left the spring and headed towards a more distant place.

Two white ribbons were floating beside their cheeks. This thing was really annoying. It was so inconvenient that they touched their cheeks from time to time, but there was no way. In order to maintain the image of Xiaolongnu..., the two extra ribbons were not missing. He could only bear the urge to tear off the object and rub it into a ball.

But he didn't know how much sensation the record of a draw with the Yin-Yang man caused in the Holy Realm Demon Altar.

At this time, the light curtain flashed in front of tens of millions of monks in the demon altar. The most eye-catching message in the real-time battle report was: maintaining the record of 30,000 wins, the most fierce and crazy monk in three years, with the monk number 8,0000001, in the one-on-one battle that just ended, he tied with the monk number 9,0000000 in the first battle.

A stone shocked a thousand waves. This monk who was exactly 90 million yuan attracted the attention of the four continents and two regions.

Xiao Cheng didn't take this matter seriously. Although he also accepted this message and checked the ranking of the Yin-Yang man with a height of 108, he knew his own affairs. If it weren't for the critical moment of experience in the war body and helped him quickly master the application of martial arts, he would not be a match for the Yin-Yang man.

It is precisely with this kind of awareness that Xiao Cheng does not think that this matter is of great significance.

However, others don’t know. For a time, when you enter the Holy Realm Demon Altar for the first time, you can draw with the 90 million cultivators who are one-on-one with the 108 masters on the ranking list, they become the rising star of the Demon Altar.

The monks who had been in the Demon Altar for many years had become envious and jealous, and could not wait to face this person.

In their opinion, perhaps it was an accident. I really don’t believe that a rookie who fought for the first time could defeat the terrifying and inhuman No. 108. After all, that man’s unique skills were famous in the past three years.

I was dissatisfied and wanted to find this person bad luck.

Those who have chosen multiple players to fight have tried their best to remember this number. The monks who chose the one-to-one mode all opened their eyes wide, like hungry wolves in the wilderness, who wanted to get this bastard who came in and got out of Daming to death.

In addition, there is another reason that cannot be explained clearly.

Who doesn’t want to become famous? Even if it’s just a digital code name, it can satisfy many desires and dissatisfactions. Then, stepping on this rookie to the top is the best choice in front of you.

If you beat this person down, it would be equivalent to knocking down the 108th expert in the ranking list? What a glorious! There are records of more than 90 million monks entering the demon altar. Even if it is reduced by a portion, there will always be 60 to 70 million people still active. Don’t be too satisfied if you enjoy glory in the base of such monks.

There are many reasons. Xiaocheng was pushed to the most delicious meal and the best stepping stone in the history of the Demon Altar. I don’t know how many people sharpen their knives.

A huge search and a violent act of slaughtering the monks of 90 million surging, surging silently.

Xiao Cheng inexplicably became the ultimate target, and he was still confused. I wonder if he was young or he was slow to react?

If someone asked Xiao Cheng about his rapid success in the Demon Altar, this guy would definitely show Ximen Chuxue's arrogant expression, and bounced the chubby and cute face of Xiaolongbao, and threw down: I don't care, fame and fortune are the clouds. I will leave, as if the breeze was passing through the river.

Turning around, the two streamers drew a beautiful arc and drew circles in the air, like a beauties from the north, leaving behind a peerless, uh, bloated back.

I think it must be a beautiful picture and full of texture.

Xiaocheng had been away for half an hour, but he still didn't meet a second person, so he was a little bored.

After walking out of a forest, I suddenly stood firm and my eyes turned forward.

A magnificent building with a spire shape. Just under this cliff, under the starry sky, the glazed tiles on the spire are shining. This is a small city, surrounded by a river like a jade belt. Flowers on both sides of the river bank are blooming and colorful.

The word pleasing to the eye appeared in Xiao Cheng's heart.

When he was on Earth, he was a college student who loved animals and nature. He led a campus band to sing loudly in the beautiful environment of nature. It was a period of youth without regrets. His literary youth was arrogant and passionate, and his life was voluntarily conscious, but he was colorful.

He missed those days and the campus band.

It was the halo of the band's lead singer that made him ranked third in the top ten school grass at Yanjing University before traveling through time. Unfortunately, the joy is so sad that female fans have too many pink votes, are complacent and overly excited, causing hereditary myocardial infarction..., and then..., time travel..., and then, such days are gone forever.

Xiaocheng, who is close to all things by nature, was in a daze when he saw such a beautiful small city. He remembered the short but brilliant days of his previous life. Perhaps it was because of his relationship as a woman at this time, his emotions had the upper hand, and his eyes were wet for a moment and his vision was blurred.

Then..., he learned something that had not yet been included in the experience passed down from the war body.

When you are everywhere, you must cheer up anytime and anywhere. Because, as long as something like "accidental" happens, you will pay a heavy price. The price of blood, and the feeling of the soul is the price of pain, the price of pain. What a painful understanding.

A brilliant sword light that caught up with the military parade square, blasted out fireworks, attacked the back heart from the surging soil layer at a speed beyond the perception of ordinary people.

"Your uncle!"

Xiao Cheng, who was in love with Sister Lin’s burying flowers, cursed angrily.

This is the node where he is most relaxed and vigilant. Generally speaking, such an opportunity is fleeting and many people cannot grasp it. This requires extremely terrible and precise vision and judgment. Only in this way can he seize the opportunity and make a fatal blow.

The sword light behind you is undoubtedly the most accurate example of seizing the opportunity, and it is enough to be used as a textbook to teach others how to attack suddenly.

"hateful!"

Xiao Cheng's reaction was extremely fast. In Wuming's boxing, the "snake tail leg" was activated. He suddenly twisted the joints and kicked them backwards. As long as he touched the knife light, he could reverse the disadvantage.

But the sword light seemed to have predicted Xiao Cheng's next reaction. While Xiao Cheng kicked out the snake's tail leg, he changed the landing point in advance and moved from the back center to... the buttocks.

Very powerful and shameless. I won’t talk about the sneak attack, the target is the cute little fairy. Although the little dragon has wrapped it up a little, it is also a little fairy. How can it attack such a part? It’s unreasonable?

Peng! The snake's tail kicked the man's hand holding the knife, but the blade had touched his body.

With a puff, the blade entered the flesh.

Yes, there is no blood rush, but the pain is no different from being really hit by a knife.

Xiao Cheng screamed, covering his indescribable buttocks with one hand, and quickly attacking 166 palms backwards with the other hand. A large piece of palm print carried the whistling wind, blocking the violent slash that followed one by one.

Unprepared for the attack, how could anyone have sufficiently prepared the attack power? Gululu was knocked down by Da and rolled out. During the process, he was still covering his butt tightly. It hurts, it really hurts.

Xiao Cheng swears in his heart: You must repay ten times... No, one hundred times, one hundred times!

The embarrassment was the only portrayal of him at this time. He rolled on the ground for countless rounds, gritted his teeth, fists and feet, dispersed the violent attacking sword light, and was hit by three more stabs, one of which was in the chest. The other party did not care about the form of his little dragon bag, and did not talk about the rules at all, and the starting point was not gender-specific. Is there any humanity?

Only with the four swords succeeded, this round of attacks came to an end.

This person was flirting with somersaults in the air, and his sleek figure was extremely beautiful.

Xiao Cheng saw it and was so angry that he vomited blood. "I have always been pretending to be cool, and I have been completely covered by this person today? Wait, I will kill you!" His heart was filled with hostility.

The other party held a knife and stepped on a white wild flower, as if he was stepping on the ground, casually and arrogant.

"Amitabha, female donor, aren't you seriously injured? Hehe..."

Xiao Cheng beat a carp and turned over. This posture is a bit indecent. But the anger that was beaten soared, so why bother? If you don’t put the sneak attacker in ten thousand postures, Xiao Cheng felt that he would be angry to death.

"Monk? Bastard, you bastard, dare to plot against your aunt? Wait, and you will be beaten out of your head and let you become the Buddha of Tathagata."

Standing in front of Xiaocheng was a young monk wearing a green monk's robe, with a handsome and handsome face.

For a moment, Xiao Cheng was so angry that he was both angry. "Is there such a shameless monk? He specifically attacked the girl's chest and buttocks? Isn't this a frivolous monk in the customs? What is it?"

"Female donor, don't say anything wrong. I am the legendary Amitabha Buddha when he first attained enlightenment. He is not the Buddha of Tathagata. You must not be confused... I have seen a female donor, and you are only 90 million yuan. Why are you so low in your guard? You still like to be sad about the spring and hurt the moon and deceive yourself?... Can you tie the game with the master No. 108? It's so strange."

"How strange is your sister? You Amitabha? I am Amitabha with a Buddha! I………!”

Xiao Cheng rubbed his butt and chest, felt the severe pain slightly relieved, and the air came from it. Female emotional thinking had the upper hand, tearing his face apart, without any ladylike image, and he did not have the integrity to do his job, holding his strength and scolding him wildly, even the divine beast, grass, mud horse ran out.

The monk's face is dark.
Chapter completed!