Chapter 3021
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"Ah ah ah ah! A war beast that can speak human language! Brothers, form a contract with it! "
Roars could be heard.
The sea beast, Silver Hook, and Candle Yin had just arrived at the Ruins of Li as guests, but they were forced to fight with a group of ferocious cultivators. This intrepid folk custom gave the guests who came from afar an extremely bad first impression.
At the same time, in the Wind City's High Heaven, there was another person who was worried about Zhen Xiaoxiao, no, the little white horse.
Yunzhong Lou stood on the High Heaven's High Heaven, looking at the beautiful and complicated projections of the different worlds in the sky.
According to reliable sources, the mouse that the little white horse cared about had suddenly returned to his clone. At the same time, he sent a message to all the friends that were on good terms with the little white horse and the little black horse, inviting them to gather in the Blood Tyrant City of the Flaming World.
Something must have gone wrong.
And it was very likely that it involved life and death!
Did the little white horse know about it? Or did he participate in it?
"It's best to participate and then die!" Gritting his teeth, Yunzhong Lou's figure flashed and disappeared in the High Heaven's High Heaven. After continuous reflection and experimentation, he suddenly broke through his shackles and found a way to directly project his spiritual power into the different worlds!
"Hahahaha!"
Even though his cultivation had already reached an unimaginable height, Yunzhong Lou's main body couldn't help but laugh loudly in the Windswept Realm when he saw that his mental strength had improved.
"What has made Master so happy?"
Huang Buji, who had already started cultivating with Yunzhong Lou, stared curiously at his master's face. During this period of time, he realized that his master, who was extremely noble, had an extremely difficult knot in his heart. Every time he was lost in thought, his master would frown and cover his heart. It was rare to see him smile so happily.
"What does happiness have to do with you? Dirty little mixed blood bastard! "
Staring at Huang Buji, the joy on Yunzhong Lou's face immediately turned into disgust. If the white horse died, could he, an eyesore disciple that he had no choice but to accept, be thrown away?
Although he thought so, he had to admit that the little mixed blood bastard in front of him, except for his impure blood, was perfect in all other aspects.
"Yes, yes, yes, your disciple will not ask anymore. Your disciple is just a little bastard who deserves to die. Little bastard, you're going to do your evening lesson now, "Huang Buji answered Yunzhong Lou with a grin. Then, he carefully retreated to cultivate.
"Dew Flower …"
In the darkness of the Midnight Demon Nest, a demonic figure slowly stood up. The moment it stood up, the darkness retreated, and thousands of beautiful purple and red flowers bloomed, making the room look like a fairyland.
"My good disciple, I will avenge you."
The Hundred Color Demon Lord's bloodthirsty eyes seemed out of place among the flowers. However, there seemed to be a blood-colored speck of dust in the depths of his brilliant right eye that couldn't be erased.
In the next second, the figure had already flown thousands of miles away, and the flowers that were born from the demonic arts, while withering, gave birth to venomous snakes in the decayed stems and leaves.
In the Void Leaving Realm, there was a figure sleeping in the depths of a frozen land that almost no one had ever set foot in.
This child's appearance was extraordinary, like that of a banished immortal. Even though he was lying on his side in the ice and snow, the extreme cold could not take away the color of his lips, nor the enviable grace between his brows.
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