World of Cultivation

"Hey! So spectacular! It really is Taian City!" The guy who spoke had a bright orange hair that was noticeable, like a beating flame. He looked around all the way, his face was amazed, his mouth was lingering.

His companions were covered in a group of black smoke, erratic.

"Old black, your wish is satisfied now! However, you actually worship the teacher, I have been unable to figure out!" Orange hair stunned the mouth, but then immediately raised his chest, smashed three times, I looked upright and said: "But, do brothers and loyalty, you say you are coming, I will accompany you!"

The black smoke demon did not hear the orange demon, and he looked at the magnificent and majestic Tai'an City, full of piety.

"Old black, you are not good at this! Demon must have ambition, worship a demon, this will appear to be not very high grade." Orange hair devil bitterly persuaded.

When the orange hair demon, the pedestrian passing by was glaring at him, and he was unaware.

The black smoke came back to my heart, and my heart was not so good. I quickly opened the subject: "Go, go in and see."

The attention of the orange-haired demon is re-energized by the novelty on the street, and whispers from time to time.

The smoky demon is hard to conceal, and the teacher is the legend of the Mozu, but few people know that he has traveled to the demon world and even ventured to repair the real world. In one accident, he got an unnamed note, which was left by a follower who had followed the teacher.

He and the orange hair demon are all trained according to the hand, but the magic that is realized is completely different.

The orange hair demon is greatly embarrassed, and after the cultivation, the hand is thrown to the side, and he does not know who the teacher is. But the black smoke demon is as thin as a hair, follow the clues, find the legendary character of the teacher.

He began to inquire about the deeds of the teacher.

Fortunately, there is a lot of communication between the demon, and the age of Shi Ziming is not too long, so the black smoke demon knows Taian City and knows the magic monument.

His biggest wish is to be able to go to Tai'an City, pay tribute to the predecessors of the teacher, and observe the monument. In that unnamed handwriting, it was mentioned that Master Shizi Ming once vowed to teach his comprehension of the exercises to everyone.

After learning about Tai'an City and Magic Works, the black smoke demon is on the heart.

Recently, the situation has been chaotic, and the demon school has long since ceased classes. What I did not expect is that there is a chaotic crack in the local area that leads to the devil. The relationship between the demon alliances makes this chaotic crack a major traffic route and frequent. The black smoke demon took the orange hair demon together and traveled long distances to Tai'an City.

"The three princesses are coming! Hey, scared to death! This is a lively! I don't know how many powerful people will follow me!"

"Yeah, Taian hasn't been so busy for a long time. Look at those businesses, all of them are happy and happy, and desperately pick up the goods!"

"The beauty of the city, the heroes gathered, this is a good thing, if you miss it, you will regret it forever!"

"Hey, there's another laughter that loves to make trouble! Don't want to be busy!"

"Yeah yeah! Laughing Mogo is not safe. If he is there, he will be lonely..."

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The orange hair that looked around was enchantingly stopped, and it was between the group of chat passers-by. It was cold and asked: "Laughing Mogo in Tai'an City?"

The passerby glanced at him: "Yeah, he has been in Tai'an City for a long time!"

"Haha! Great! Laughing Mogo is coming! It's fun!" The orange-haired demon shines, and the bright orange hair on the head becomes more dazzling, almost burning.

Passers-by suddenly came to the interest: "Do you know laughing Mogo?"

"We are brothers!" Orange hair slaps her chest and looks proud.

The black smoke demon whispered aside: "Others remember that you only made a ghost."

The orange-haired demon's ear is very good, and he does not agree with his hand: "No, he is a good brother, loyalty!"

The black smoke demon turned his eyes and muttered: "Idiot."

Soon, the orange hair demon asked to laugh at Momo's address. As the laughter Momo became more popular, his various discussions were numerous, and his various information was widely spread, including his compound.

The black smoke demon does not want to eat the closed door, but the orange-haired demon has to follow the orange-haired demon.

The orange-haired demon soon came to the gate of the compound.

Watching the two guards at the gate of the camp, one of the camp guards came forward: "What is the difference between the two?"

"Let's come and laugh out Momo!" Orange hair demon loudly said: "You tell him that his brother is here!"

"Grandma brothers?" Camp Wei heard a bit of surprise, looked at the two and said: "Please wait a little while."

After that, he quickly flew into it.

"My brother?" Zuo Mo was confused. When he heard the appearance of the camper, he suddenly reacted and his face smiled. He feels good about the orange-haired demon who speaks loyalty, likes to fight, loves the limelight, and feels like a burst of self.

In front of the door.

"Yiqi unparalleled orange hair demon!" Zuo Mo's mouth is involuntarily picked up.

The orange hair demon likes others to praise him for his loyalty. He hears that his face is like a flower, and an orange invention is like a flame. He has to make a serious expression: "Be a demon to talk about loyalty! Haha, you are also very good. , talk about loyalty!"

The black smoke demon watched curiously at the side of the laughter. In reality, the laughter Mogo and the ten-finger prison are completely different, more powerful, and more sharp. Look at the guards around him, guarding the strictness.

It’s no surprise that he’s in the heart. It’s no wonder that others can’t always find the identity of Momo, even after defeating the head of the Yuheng army, it’s a mystery to laugh at Mog’s life experience.

It turns out that laughing Mogo is in the devil world!

Zuo Mo and the black smoke demon greeted him, he remembered the orange party demon.

The two followed Zuo Mo into the yard, along the road to the strict position, seeing the black smoke demon stunned, the nerves of the orange hair demon did not notice, he happily followed his left to brag about his brilliant record of this time.

Soon, a few of Nanzhao Cangze also ran out, acquaintances met, the scene was more heated.

There are not many black smoke monsters, and he observes them in the dark. If you laugh at the news of Mog in the devil world and return it to the demon world, I am afraid that it will immediately cause boiling.

The other party is younger than he thought, and now he has become a golden warrior. The last time he defeated the head of the Yuheng army, the snowflake smashed the squad, let the classical tactics once again enter the people's field of vision, causing great repercussions.

A guy with a deep background once said that the high-level intentional laughter Mogo can be the head of any army, but they can't find a smile, this proposal will not be.

If you laughed that Mogo really became the head of the army, it was probably the youngest army leader in history!

The black smoke demon secretly shakes his head and he has to work harder!

Suddenly he envied some of the orange hair demons that were envied by the nerves and the people.

This guy is really invincible!

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The face was almost numb, and his face turned almost numb. He turned his face, and the men behind him were tired and tired for a month. For any war department, it was an extreme test.

However, they are not far from the goal.

"The blood fog has become thinner." Liang Wei stretched out his hand, and the hoarse voice revealed an unspeakable excitement.

The look of the tired and demon sorrows immediately gave an inexplicable glow. Everyone knew what it meant, and the blood fog became thin, meaning they were very close to the realm of comprehension.

Since the beginning of the catastrophe, the chaotic cracks in various places have lost meaning in the **** world. The sinister environment is vast and boundless, but it is more like a natural barrier.

Whether it is the repairer or the demon, the heavy hoards that have been hoarded in the **** world have been withdrawn, and the mainland, which has been smoky, has become a battlefield for battle.

In the past, the fierce battlefield, the smoke dissipated, and the air was silent.

The lines of defense that have been built with heart and mind are empty, and here they have lost their strategic significance.

The cool lips licked the dry lips, the eyes were sharp like wolves, they did not meet a person along the road, but they still kept stealth to prevent being discovered by the other's alert.

The strategic significance of chaotic cracks is of course better than the **** world, but the chaos of chaos is fierce, and both sides are hoarding heavy forces. When everyone's eyes are focused on chaotic cracks, Liang Wei has set his sights on the empty **** world.

If you cross the world of blood and enter the realm of comprehension, then they will be like a dragon into the sea, and they will be able to stir up the other side. And once they can win the chaotic cracks that lead to the demon world, then they will survive completely!

This adventurous plan was opposed by many people, but Liang Wei decided to go it alone!

The goal is very close!

Cool and ordered to rest, he smelled the smell of the repairer, which made him feel excited.

Waiting for the war department to resume combat power, re-opening, and for several days, the blood fog is getting thinner and thinner until it disappears.

A repairer town appears in the distance to the horizon.

Cool eyes narrowed, raised his right hand, killing his face and covering his face.

"kill!"

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Wei Sheng stepped forward step by step, behind him, the corpse was everywhere.

He could not remember that this was the first bandit group he had encountered, but as long as he met, he did not let go. The black sword in his hand, full of blood, and a dark red glow.

Wei Sheng's eyes are firm and clear, his body is tall and straight like a sword, and his tired look is difficult to hide his high spirits.

He shook his head, and the strength of these bandits had made it difficult for him to improve. He needed a stronger opponent. I hope that there will be a stronger enemy in front, and the black sword in my hand seems to understand his mind and make a sword.

Sound all over the world!

Wei Sheng loves to cherish the black sword in his hand. The power of the black sword is constantly improving, and it is getting stronger and stronger. The savage savage in the blade, as if from the sleeping beast, gradually awakened.

The peerless sword is now available!

Contrast the map drawn from the body, Wei Sheng looked up, re-determined, and moved forward!

Only a single shadow of the sword, squatting.

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