Meng Xuerao remembered that Sister Hongye had clearly told her that the two of them had run away, and she didn't tell at that time whether it was true or not.
Tianqing was stepping on the strange beast of the gods: the ghost-faced slave, looking at the few people condescendingly, and laughed disdainfully: "Today, I am in a good mood. If you kneel down and kowtow to apologize, destroy your cultivation, and then surrender,
I will consider saving you a life."
Meng Xuerao sneered and said, "What's the matter?"
"Then, you follow me to return to the divine realm. I can plead with the Lord of God and let you be slaves and servants for my gods. This will be your great glory!" When he said this, Tianqing looked arrogant, as if this
It is a gift for several people.
Qianchen sneered and said, "Why do you gods always feel so good about yourself? Then why are you killed so many people by the Demon Lord in the war between gods and demons?"
Tian Qing sneered: "That's just the past. My gods are the most noble race in the world, and they will definitely regain their reputation!"
Qianchen still won’t curse after all, so Meng Xuerao sent out the number one slutty person: Bai Xiangyuan.
"Oh, the noblest race, why is it a dog? You are the first one to eat shit and eat superiority. Why can't you be a dog? You have to bark everywhere, and then be beaten by someone as a dog
, Finally, I am the strongest dog in the world. Well, today I will admit you, your gods are: the first dog!!!”
Zheng Wuyan, the second-mouthed slut, walked up and pulled Bai Xiangyuan's sleeve and said, "How can you insult the dog? Dogs are so cute, how can they compare with dogs?"
I have to say that the two of them sang and cursed each other very well. Tian Qing was indeed angry and his spiritual power began to stir up.
"A group of idiots, if you dare to offend the power of my gods, you will die for me!" Tian Qing's purple spiritual power was like a giant dragon going out to sea. There was a roar in the entire valley, and the ghost-faced slave under him was also
It seemed that he was influenced by his spiritual power and began to roar.
"At the realm of the God Transformation, go quickly!"
Meng Xuerao saw Tianqing's spiritual power and immediately knew his cultivation. Although she hated Tianqing's indiscriminate killing innocent and arrogant attitude, she was not stupid. She immediately pulled Qianchen and Yuanqin's sleeves and turned around.
After escaping wildly, Bai Xiangyuan and Zheng Wuyan were also shocked and stopped talking quickly, leaving the green mountains there, not afraid that no one would scold them, so they quickly rode the wind to chase the three of them.
"I want to run away? It's too late!" Tian Qing shouted angrily and activated his spiritual power. The ghost-faced slave under him now had ghost fires on his four hooves, walking in the air, chasing towards no one crazy.
Tianqing is worthy of being a cultivator in the realm of God Transformation. In just a blink of an eye, he chased the five people behind him. The spiritual power in his hand condensed into a palm and slapped the few people hard.
"Die!"
A dangerous aura sounded from behind, and the stimulating spiritual power stimulated the skin on his back. Qianchen immediately pulled Meng Xuerao's body forward and hugged her as the situation.
At this moment, Meng Xuerao's brain was thinking wildly how to solve the situation in front of her.
In terms of hard power, they have no chance of winning. They only have the Golden Pill Realm. Those who encounter the God Transformation Realm will surely die. In addition, the Gods' cultivation talent is excellent and mortals, and their combat power is more important than those of the human race.
To be strong, it will be even more difficult to escape.
Only by looking at whether there are any magic weapons and spiritual treasures, Meng Xuerao muttered.
"Wait, Lingbao!?"
The moment Meng Xuerao immediately touched the backs of several people, she took out a golden soft armor from the ring and threw it back. The soft armor encountered the palm force, and suddenly the colorful rays of light shone brightly,
Made a net woven with colorful silk threads, swallowing the palm power cleanly!
"Five Colored Stones!" Tian Qing said in surprise.
Just as Tian Qing was surprised, Bai Xiangyuan and Zheng Wuyan held the hands of several people to activate the wind-type spiritual power to the extreme and escaped quickly.
"Hehe, the seeds of the gods, come and chase your grandfather!" Zheng Wuyan ran away and laughed, and shouted with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, Tianqing condensed a huge fireball and threw it at the people. The fireball scattered into countless small fireballs in the air, almost filling the space where the people flew.
Meng Xuerao used her old trick again, and the colorful body armor swallowed all the fireballs again.
At this time, Hua Yu whispered in Meng Xuerao's ear. Although it was not big, everyone heard it.
"Master, there is a monk not far ahead to deal with him!"
A bad feeling arose in Meng Xuerao's heart. Whether it is a monk or a god, Meng Xuerao has no good impression. In the deserted wasteland, she suffered a lot in the hands of these two forces.
But now there is nothing to do. Looking at Tianqing who is chasing him wildly behind him, he can only try to believe Huayu.
Meng Xuerao immediately flew forward with everyone. After about half a cup of tea, the few people saw a golden spiritual power coming towards the sky ahead.
The few people immediately stopped, and the golden spiritual power survived ten feet away from everyone, turning into a jade-faced monk.
"Yu Boy!" Meng Xuerao heard Jueming say that when she saw the little monk in front of her, she recognized him.
The jade boy calmly and performed a Buddhist ritual: "Amitabha, the donor of the mandarin actually knows the little monk, which is really the honor of the little monk."
"It's a big deal. I don't want to know you. You're not enough to harm me?" Meng Xue remembered that Senior Brother Jueming told her that Yu Tongzi was also a cultivator in the realm of the God Transformation, and his methods were quite powerful.
"Good, good, the little monk did not think of harming the donor. It was a helpless move. I wonder if the donor will be safe?" The jade boy lowered his eyebrows and nodded.
Meng Xuerao snorted coldly and said, "My third senior brother is fine!"
As the two of them were talking, Tianqing had already chased after him, looking at the people in front of him and shouted coldly: "I still have the intention to talk about this here! You'll all die under the mouth of my ghost-faced slave!"
The ghost-faced slave under him suddenly grew up and bitten at the few people.
At this moment, the jade boy in front suddenly stopped Tianqing's ghost-faced slave and said, "Amitabha, God has the virtue of being alive, and you should not kill, donor."
"Monkey of the Western religion, I am a god general of the gods. You'd better not care about my gods!"
Although the gods are quite proud, the Western world has become more and more prosperous in recent years, because he dare not rashly attack the monks of the Western religion.
After hearing this, Yu Tongzi looked at Meng Xuerao, then thought for a while and said, "Okay!"
After saying that, he moved away from his figure! This chapter has been completed!