The female cultivators actually started to dress up one after another, which could become a gold medal in avoiding death at critical moments.

Secondly, the monk world finally quoted the super weapon "Subduing Container" that is stronger than the "giant airship".

The "coming immortal god" is the object that the demon clan is most afraid of. When a heavenly lord descends, he kills a demon queen in seconds. The demon clan no longer dares to launch intensive large-scale attacks, and the whereabouts of each demon king become erratic.

In this way, the monk world gained a slight breath.

Correspondingly, it has become the key to transport containers hidden from the human world and even finding containers in the monk world.

And the Holy Society, Kuafu, who is known as the "strongest container in the world", began his career of running around. A container like him is extremely important, so Xing Tian, ​​the strongest person in the Holy Society, began to partner with Kuafu.

Wherever there is a big monster, Kuafu will go.

Wherever Kuafu goes, Xing Tian goes.

He is responsible for protecting the strongest container

In front of the Immortal Gate outside Kunlun Ruins.

The demon tide raided.

Feng Zhaozi, wearing red armor and red hair, was standing on the snow-white gourd. The gourd fell on the sea and floated up and down with the dark sea water, and she also floated like a red lotus.

On the immortal sect behind her, the five nuclear arrays were filled with cultivators.

There are still five thousand monks in the sky, lined up with swords, which is extremely spectacular.

Feng**zi is the general and commander of this place. She guards the immortal gate alone, and even if there are thousands of men, she will be unable to open it.

She held a fire tassel gun in her hand, and her skin was slid against the flames, which made the man's mouth dry.

Suddenly

The tide opposite began to rise.

Every time you go further, the wave height increases by three points. When it reaches nearly 100 meters, it is already hundreds of meters high. Only then will you see the terrifying faces appearing in the waves, which are the water monsters hidden in it.

Jiang Lingyue pulled out the gourd stopper.

Puff puff puff

The gourd began to squirt, and the wine in it also squirted out.

The waves are moving forward, the gourd is retreating in the air, and among the countless black water foam, there is a crystal white wine flow.

Jiang Lingyue pointed at the finger and the nine-headed fire dragon flashed out.

The monks' admirational eyes came from the sky

To be honest, Zhurong is much better than Gonggong before, especially in this large-scale battle, he is really domineering.

The next second, the spiritual treasure on the nuclear array became enormous, the sky sword array turned into a rolling thorn wheel, and the immortals and demons fought against the floating corpse for hundreds of miles.

This is just a scene in countless battles.

However

The picture of the tip of the iceberg is already epic, imprinted in people's hearts and unforgettable

However, the world is still prosperous and prosperous, and it seems to have nothing to do with the crazy fighting between the three mountains and the four seas.

Under Xia Ji's constraints, the demon clan would not invade the world at all. Not only that, Xia Ji also formulated a plan that can be described as a "sexy operation":

People and demons live in peace.

He thought about some of the movies he had watched in his previous life and specially found a white snake of a mother and a green snake of a mother to get them closer to the world. In addition, he also asked Yao Yuan to launch his command to select many gentle monsters who can change their character from the deep sea, sitting on a turtle, or diving directly into the world. It can be imagined that when these monsters land in some days in the future, a new story will surely be produced.

at this time

The young master with jade face performed in the Tianque King Capital.

The Le Palace is crowded with people, and a new drama written and directed by Xia Ji is on stage:

Conch girl

Xia Ji pretended to be a fisherman and cast a net to fish by the sea. A storm suddenly came, washing away all the fish caught by the fisherman. The young fisherman lowered his head and was silent. His appearance was heartbreaking, and it reminded the audience of Le Palace of the past.

"It's so heartbreaking to see the Jade-faced Young Master actually suffer such grievances."

"But now he's a fisherman"

"Is there such a handsome fisherman?"

Another girl screamed, "Wang Fu, I will raise you, stop fishing!"

In any case, as Xia Ji lowered his head, a melancholy aura spread out, deep and worried, causing the women to scream.

The light on the stage suddenly dimmed, indicating that it was already dark and the twilight had passed.

Xia Ji returned in discomfort and dragged his heavy steps towards the wooden house not far away. The house was quite large and empty. Some salted fish were hung outside the house, and each salted fish stared at the big dead fish's eyes.

"Young Master Yuhou seems to live alone, right?"

"Yes, his parents seem to have died in chaos, and he is the only one living in such a big house, hey."

"It seems like a tragedy. I haven't seen this drama before."

"It was Wang Fu himself who directed it."

"Wow, look carefully."

"Wang Fu, I will raise you and make delicious food for you every day!"

"Tsk, what's there? Are these women all crazy?"

"That's right, it's superficial."

"anthomaniac!"

On stage.

The wooden door is pushed open.

Inside the house.

The wooden table that should have been empty actually had delicious dishes, three plates of hot dishes, a portion of kelp shrimp soup, and rice.

The young fisherman rubbed his eyes and said in surprise: "Who is it? Who cooked a table of dishes for me?"

Outside the door, white peach blossoms in a fisherman's dress appeared. She was graceful and had a very beautiful demeanor. Her long legs were slightly leaning against the wooden wall of the farmhouse, looking very down-to-earth. Her almond eyes were as charming as silk, and she was covering her mouth and chuckling. Every move made the men in the Le Palace immediately hold their breath.

After a brief calm.

It is a complete outbreak.

"Ahhhh! Miss!"

"Miss, I love you!"

"The young lady today is still so beautiful."

"Even if you wear the fisherman's clothes, you are still a goddess!"

They roared, roared, and swung their fists like wild animals.

The women beside him glanced at the beasts, secretly cursed back to the "flower illusion", then clenched their fists and began to wave them, shouting: "Wang Fu! Wang Fu! Wang Fu!!!"

This kind of heat is actually very normal.

If we find out the root, Xia Ji and Murong Yanran are completely god-level figures for the people here. Even if they are restrained, their spirits can completely infect the people here.

The two of them were sad, and everyone thought of crying.

The two were happy, and everyone was happy.

It’s empathetic to raising your hands and feet.

That's why there is such an exaggerated scene.

Lan Fei, who was "Swallow on the Palm" beside her, was shocked. She looked at the audience in the Le Palace in the lower stage. Her crazy appearance was completely different. They were really involved in this new director's drama.

Normally, new dramas lack familiarity and are likely to lead to very low results.

"What a terrible monster, his acting skills are so strong!"

Lan Fei sighed lightly, suddenly feeling that the era of the three famous girls was over.

Just then.

On stage.

The young fisherman looked at the table full of dishes, suddenly turned around and ran out of the door, shouting from afar, "Who is it? Who is silently giving for me?"

The white peach blossoms in the fisherman's clothes were like frightened deer, twisting in a lively shape and going around the side of the wooden house.

Xia Ji looked out in the distance, but the white peach blossoms were hiding on the side of the house, with his hands pressed against the wooden wall, raised his head forty-five degrees towards the sky, and a sweet smile appeared on his lips.

It’s great that the Lord said, “I’m giving silently.”

The audience got crazy again.

Outside the Le Palace, a calm Taoist was strolling on the street. He was wearing a cloak with Tai Chi pattern on his back, and a yellow bean gourd hung around his waist. Eight Taoist priests were following him.

Wherever he passed, if anyone recognized him, he would hurriedly say "Zhang Zhenren".
To be continued...