Ignoring the depression and roar in his heart, the donkey was so scared that it was almost crazy, with its front hooves, hind hooves and tails smashing its body on the Great Demon King for a full three minutes.

"Da Hei, don't be excited. This guy seems to be very weak. You have already kicked to death..." the parrot said hurriedly.

"Anwu?"

The donkey opened one eye in confusion.

I saw that the devil who had just been arrogant about to eat it was lying flat on the ground and turned into a word "big". His whole body was covered with hoof prints, ribs, hand bones, and leg bones, almost all of them were broken.

"I still breathe, wait a moment..."

Jumping onto the other party again, Da Hei looked cautious: "The strong donkey crosses the river, the big donkey hoof, the donkey's tail roars..."

The parrot and the turtle looked at each other and covered their eyes.

This guy is like this. When he encounters danger, he goes crazy and insists on using all kinds of means. To be honest, he is too cautious!

"Wait a little longer! The wild donkey ran wildly, and the eighteen hooves of the dragon subdued..."

Ten minutes later, Dahei stopped and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately he is weak, otherwise we will be in danger..."

The parrot and the old turtle nodded in agreement: "Monster beasts pay attention to bloodlines. We are just ordinary animals to become monsters, and our strength is limited. Anyone who comes to the weakest cultivator may not be able to beat them!"

As an animal, there is still self-knowledge.

“???”

The Great Demon King of Pure Land, who was breathing a sigh of relief, felt like he wanted to die.

Am I weak?

If you really want to be weak, can you be chased by the strong men from the entire Qianyuan Continent and not killed?

Can you be sealed for eight thousand years and escape smoothly from hundreds of powerful men?

Although his strength has been greatly reduced, as a former master, his combat power is still not weak...

As a result, he was killed instantly on the spot...

I have a saying that MMP is not a good idea or not!

What a normal animal, please tell me, which one is ordinary?

The big devil with a hammered hoof cannot resist, and is called ordinary...

I was so depressed that I wanted to die of death, and I heard the conversations around me continue to ring.

"I think... this guy is not here to cause trouble for us!"

"How fresh, you are just a donkey. What are you looking for? Or grind the land? Don't be narcissistic! However, finding a master may not be necessary. Instead, I feel that the yard is not clean and haunted."

"It's true, I'm afraid of ghosts..."

"No matter whether it is true or not, the master hasn't started practicing yet, so we should worry more!"

"Hmm! Then...what should this guy do?"

"Buried directly in the garden and be a flower fat! Also, don't tell the owner, otherwise you will definitely be scolded and you will say that we have dirty his flowers. After all, manure is the best flower fat, and this guy is definitely not as good as that."

"It makes sense..."

Three-headed beast pet discussion.

“…”

The Great Demon King of Pure Land is really going crazy.

The great devil, the super-supervised figures of an era, are not as good as feces in their eyes...

What do I fuck...

"I'm going to kill you! Donkeys make fire, turtles make soup, parrots eat..."

My teeth clenched, and my heart kept roaring.

When I was getting angry, I felt my body being lifted up. It took not long to go to a pit and buried it.

It was really considered a flower fat... and there was actually a lot of manure around, which was extremely smelly...

"Not only do you want to kill you, but you also have to torture you so hard that you can't survive or die..."

He roared wildly inside, and suddenly, the Great Demon King of Pure Land was stunned.

"How could there be such a rich spiritual energy and the true meaning of the Holy Yuan in these feces?"

Although the stench was stinking around, the true meaning and spiritual energy of the Shengyuan were very strong in the feces, even far beyond what I saw before. I took a breath and immediately felt that my whole body was ignited. It seemed that the injuries I had suffered before were nothing.

"With these, my injuries will recover quickly..."

He trembled with excitement, and the Great Demon King of Pure Land suddenly felt that he was buried in the dung pile. Not only was it not a punishment, but it was lucky!

No wonder those three guys said that they were not as good as shit. Just talking about Shengyuan’s true meaning, they were really not as good as that.

"absorb!"

If you don’t think about this anymore, the Great Demon King of Pure Land opened his mouth and quickly absorbed the surrounding Holy Yuan true meaning. The stench accompanied by spiritual energy slowly poured into the acupoints throughout the body.

Sure enough... Shengyuan's true meaning entered the body, and the body that had just been kicked, recovered with the naked eye, and the foundation of the damage that was suppressed for eight thousand years was also compensated.

I don’t know how long it took and how much shit was absorbed, the Great Demon King of Pure Land was finally able to move again, struggling to climb out of the ground, looking at the dark night sky, his eyes were red.

"I want to take back what I owe me, and I want to kill what I have dealt with me! I want to make this day tremble for me, and to make this land terrified for me! I want to let the world know that my great devil... is back again!"

After making a vow, the great devil clenched his teeth, and was about to find more Shengyuan Zhenyi and completely recover from his injuries, he saw a huge dog-tail grass in front of him, whistling and patting him.

In an instant, the air around was imprisoned, and the space seemed to collapse at any time. The Great Demon King, who had just recovered, turned dark again in front of him and saw another mountain pressing down.

Bang!

My head was hit and penetrated into my chest, and I lay straight on the ground again. In a daze, I heard the slightly angry sound of the dogtail grass.

"Stop it, I disturbed my master's sleep, I'll eat you!"

Tears flowed out again, and the spiritual consciousness spread. The Great Demon King of Pure Land vaguely saw countless flowers, and looked around his head, one by one, like a pillar of the sky, carrying an extremely powerful aura. It seemed that as long as he dared to talk nonsense, he could swallow it directly. Although, this flower fat looked not delicious...

"What the hell is this?"

The eyes turned dark and the Great Demon King of Pure Land fainted again.

I want to go back to Biluohai, I want to be suppressed again, I won’t play anymore...

...

Zhenxian Sect, in the martial arts hall, he held the long sword tightly in his right hand, and Liu Yiyi didn't move.

After returning from Yinxianju, he stood like this, and it has been five hours now.

"Sword technique is accurate and fast!"

"The mind is coming, the mind has something to think, the mind is getting what it means, the mind is combined..."

The senior's words kept spinning in his mind, but he was full of muddles and had no thoughts at all.

"No, this senior, he mentioned several words of 'bird' and even specifically talked about wings..."

A moment of movement in my heart, the other person's words came to my mind.

"Will you deliberately use birds as a metaphor? It means turning the sword technique into an instinct like wings. Every time you use it, you don't need to think, so that you can achieve a true combination of your mind..."

"Turn the sword into a part of the body, an extension of the spirit..."

A clear understanding appeared in my mind, and Liu Yiyi's whole body shook, and the long sword in her hand shook gently, making a whistle like a dragon roar.

call!

A ball of sword flowers danced out, and a violent sound of wind came from all around.

Thirty-six styles of immortals!

This is the sword technique that every disciple of Zhenxian Sect practices. Each move is more difficult than another. In the end, not only does it require the true essence, essence, energy, and spirit are indispensable.

As long as the disciples of Juxi Realm can perform the twelve styles, they can rank in the top few at the same level, and even Da Yanzhou is considered a genius.

After three years of entry, Liu Yiyi was limited in strength and talent, she could only use three moves smoothly, but she couldn't hold on to the fourth move.

At this moment, the mind has insights, the mind is in mind, and the sword technique is running without any sense of incongruity.

The first form is white clouds and cyan dogs.

The second form is to cross the river.

The third form is to chase the sea.

The sword technique that I used to use had worked hard before, but now it is easy to use, not only is it smoother, but it seems to be a bit more powerful.

“The fourth style…”

Before, every time I used this move, I would be injured, and this time I had to complete it no matter what.

The long sword did not stop at all, and changed along a special trajectory. The next moment, he pointed to the sky diagonally, like bent his bow and archery.

The fourth stance, soaring into the sky, completed!
To be continued...