Jinlingyue

Chapter 921, imitation fairy formula (twelve).

The little penguin looked at the disappearing crow's feet in the eastern sky, and felt a sense of sadness in his heart from time to time.

Why did the ancestors keep the imitation fairy formula in their own hands?Is it really just looking at yourself and liking...?
The little penguin felt lost, so he couldn't help thinking about it.

"Don't be dumb, come here quickly. Granny is just for you to think about it! What do you think this thing can do? This is a fake imitation immortal formula, and the real imitation immortal formula is a She has been included in the Dragon Ball by my little brother! Come back quickly, don’t be sensational, the big devil is still waiting for us to save her!"

The dragon girl called the little penguin angrily, and shouted.

The ghost ancestor was captured, the demons retreated, and the world was clear.

Qiuyue and Bodhisattva Holy Spirit led the gods and Buddhas of the heavens and worlds, and marched in stride towards the demon world outside the Western Heaven.

Behind Ghost Ancestor, there is another behind-the-scenes messenger.

Each of Qiuyue and the others has a clear heart and dare not be careless.

In the world of oriental glazed light outside Haitian Miaoyin Fairyland, a fairy mountain on the sea came through the clouds and mist, and a young man with a feather fan and a scarf on the mountain was admiring the beautiful scenery along the way without distraction.

He didn't even know that a group of evil spirits were ambushing in the mist below his fairy mountain at this very moment.

These evil ghost cards held their breath, and they didn't have the slightest intention to move the keel at all.

The keel's experience is poor, although he felt a little cold coming from the mountain, but unfortunately he believed that Longshan passed by, and there were no monsters and ghosts just acting rashly, so he didn't take it seriously, and flew over the mountain.

"They really came! Old ancestors."

Long Mu followed Long Shan far away, and he had seen those evil spirits for real.

"You follow the keel, just in case. Let the old turtle clean them up. Hahahaha, they are the ones waiting."

The old ancestor smiled, passed on Haitian's wonderful voice, and whispered to Longmu.

"Understood, old ancestor. Old ghost, be careful yourself, don't let these evil spirits touch the old ancestor. I will go ahead and protect you secretly!"

The tiger and the wind were blowing under Longmu's feet, as early as Li Xuan's arrow, he quickly chased after Dalong Mountain.

Yes, once these bastards find out that they have been cheated, they will naturally go after Longgu Longshan with their lives!

Longmu didn't dare to be careless, and chased after one meter away from Longshan, then slowed down, and slowly followed the pace of Longgu Longshan, all the way to the sea and sky.

"It's long-winded! Do you still need him to tell you what you understand?"

"Old Ancestor, you have to stand firm, I have to reduce the dimension and strike, and crush this group of ignorant evil spirits."

The old turtle said with a smile.

"Relax! I'm fine."

The old ancestor laughed.

The old tortoise got the promise, and stretched out the back of the tortoise, and the cloud-shrouded coastline has long since lost a trace of barriers.

Seeing that the sky suddenly became dark and the clouds cleared away, the group of ghosts couldn't help feeling complacent.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

"Brothers, if you don't go up to retrieve the ghost ancestor's corpse at this time, when will you wait?"

Some of the evil spirits roared loudly, yelled with high emotion, and shouted at the top of their lungs.

"A bunch of fools, I'm afraid you won't come!"

The old turtle sneered, before they got up, they quickly swooped down.

The tortoise is playing supernatural powers, the iron-clad steel city is crushing ghosts, and the sound of bones cracking can be heard everywhere.

The group of ghosts didn't know how powerful the Bronze Mountain of Gods and Ghosts in the Wonderland of Haitian Miaoyin was. As soon as they thought of snatching the corpses of the ghost ancestors, they were all stomped and crushed by the iron armor of the ghost-suppressing demons and turtles under the feet of the ancestors. Woolen cloth!
No soul escaped, no ghost screamed, everything was so peaceful.

The old turtle's collection of evil spirits is like the mountain behind the cottage suddenly collapsed in the middle of the night, and most of the people in the village who were buried at the foot of the mountain are still asleep!
"Old ancestors, all have been wiped out!"

The old tortoise gently shook his mountain-like snake head, slowly shrunk his gigantic bronze body, and told his ancestor on his back.

"Then let's go! When you arrive at Lengshuitan, you and Longmu will bury this ghost ancestor's corpse in Lengshuitan at the foot of Moyin Mountain on the east coast of our country! You can make a good piece of water for it. The word magic monument. Let those who have cultivated immortality and Taoism on the coast take a closer look. This is the fate of the arrogant. In this way, it will not only deter evil spirits and monsters, but also give the younger generation We leave a bad warning."

The old ancestor smiled and said to the old turtle lightly.

"Okay, old ancestor!"

The old turtle agreed, and inevitably accelerated his pace of returning to Haitian Miaoyin Wonderland.

When I saw the Magic Sound Mountain from a distance, the dragon wood and the dragon bone were already waiting there.

The two dragged the corpse of the ghost ancestor off the back of the old turtle, and together with the old turtle, buried the corpse of the ghost ancestor in the cold water beach, and erected the wordless water cloud stele, and the old turtle carried the ancestor on his back. Only then did the man rush through the clouds and mist towards the place where the sun rose.

After a while, it completely disappeared in the clouds, sea and sky.

In the depths of the vast expanse of quicksand desert outside the Lingshan Mountain in the West, gods and Buddhas from the heavens and worlds are trudging with difficulty, and their goal is only to point to the devil's lair-the Mozu Cave.

Holy Spirit walks behind Qiuyue and Bodhisattvas with Yuyan and Muyun's group of little fairies. From time to time, she will turn her head and call to the playful black dragon to bring all the little fairies and hurry up to catch up with Qiuyue and Bodhisattvas...

At this moment, at the junction of the sky and the earth, thousands of miles away, the yellow sand bee sprang up from its pupa, and quickly swept towards the crowd with a destructive attitude.

"The yellow sand is raging to the sky, and Xiongguan is as long as iron. If there is a tornado storm, I don't know how many gods will be able to stop it! No wonder the gunners of the Mie Shen Cannon all slipped away! It turns out that they were afraid of this. The sky is full of yellow sand and the return date is missed! Hahahaha."

Heilong saw it clearly, he didn't care about answering the holy spirit, and imitated the old way, shaking his head and reciting poems.

"What kind of bullshit tornado? Those little guys who pushed the god-killing cannon, didn't they run away, okay? They ambushed our ancestors and the others to snatch their boss' ghost ancestor's imitation immortal formula! I don't know how to beat them!" Just stop talking nonsense, okay! Hurry up and bring the children to follow, don't pretend to be gentle, lest you laugh off the front teeth of other people's demons."

The holy spirit urged the black dragon again with some displeasure, said.

"Uncle Holy Spirit, there is really a tornado, and it is more than 1000 miles away from us. Uncle Black Dragon is not lying!"

Muyun Beast has always been very sensitive to the unpredictable situation. She also saw the tornado kamikaze far away in the western sky, and whispered to Uncle Holy Spirit.

The yellow sandstorm slammed into the rear of the west of Lingshan Mountain in Xitian like a mountain roar and a tsunami. Wherever it passed, no one survived.

(End of this chapter)