Jinlingyue

Chapter 978, Demon Saint ([-]).

There is no star to use in ink and wash, so he had to condense all the immortal energy and soul power in his body into a small glass ball the size of a fist.

Then he condensed his body to the size of a fingernail, retracted it into the ball of immortal energy and spirit power, and with the force of breastfeeding when he was a child, Cui Dong shot the glass ball quickly into the net of the magic star tree.

Originally, I thought that the star tree of the Demon Saint would be protected by a strong interstellar shield, but I didn't expect that there would be no obstacles at all!
Shui Mo almost flew out of the star tree, so he had to give up the interstellar spiritual power and great soul power, and turned himself into a weightless glass ball.

Only in this way can he barely stay in the Devil Saint Star Tree network at the moment when he is about to fly out of the Devil Saint's body.

"No, I have to find the master as soon as possible, otherwise I will be digested by this guy, and the master may never come back."

Thinking of this, Shui Mo opened his eyes and looked around for information about the black dragon.

On the bank of the Milky Way, Yuyan and the Holy Spirit gathered everyone, thinking about how to rescue the black dragon and ink, and eradicate this terrible magic star tree!
"Uncle Holy Spirit, I think this demon saint is too huge. He must have some flaws, such as the aperture of a Qi practitioner's aperture. As long as you find it, this demon can probably be defeated in one blow. "

Moyin stood on the tip of the Muyun whip of the Muyun Beast, pondering on his own, and said in a low voice.

"If you want to talk about the door, the door of a tree is nothing more than its foundation! And this devil's star-raising tree seems to have no roots!"

Lu Xiaobai's mind was wide open, and he said with a smile.

"A tree must have roots, and it must also have a supply of nutrients, otherwise it will be a problem for it to survive, let alone raising so many stars!"

Yang Jianan also had a whim, and combined with the growth pattern of the red dust vegetation, he kept nodding his head and said.

A group of little giants stood on the bank of the Milky Way, looking at the incomparably huge demon saint like a star tree in front of them, each of them began to think strangely.

"It seems that the end of science is theology, and the end of theology is the vast and boundless universe! The end of our immortal cultivators is probably the star driver! Sigh, let me, a silkworm farmer like Nine Heavens, go and find out!"

Seeing that everyone couldn't figure it out, Nian Yazai decided to learn from black dragon and ink painting to buy time for everyone.

"Yazi, I'll go with you, so I can take care of you! I don't know how many Yixing people are raised in this magic star raising tree! If there is a fight, we can help each other, maybe there will be a miracle It happened! Hahahaha."

Seeing that Yazai was also going all out, Mo Xuan followed and walked to the other side of the Milky Way together.

No one stopped them, because everyone was thinking about how to get rid of this monster, and they had long forgotten about the many tears and snot.

Misty Rain was the only calm person who had been closely observing Mo Sheng from the beginning to the end.

She found that the material foundation shown by the magic star tree is different when dealing with the black dragon and the ink. When fighting the black dragon, he looks more like a solid wall, but when fighting the ink, he looks like a cloud of nothingness. The air is mediocre!
This made Misty Rain a little confused!

"Could it be... that this devil represents the god of the universe? So what is old?"

Misty Rain fell into inextricable contemplation, her whole body seemed to have fallen into a black hole in the universe, and she couldn't regain her sanity for a long time.

"Hey, I didn't expect the Milky Way to be so small, and the depth of the water is only so deep! It hasn't submerged our kneecaps yet! Yazi, this universe is so fucking magical, is it also short of water?"

It was the first time that Mo Xuan lost his immortal energy and great soul power. He looked at the stream-like Milky Way under his feet, lost his voice, and said.

"That's because you have succeeded in cultivating immortals! The highest level of cultivating immortals is to play stars, using stars as chess pieces, the vast sea as Chu River, and the universe as a chess game! The one on the opposite side must have been playing stars for tens of thousands of years! Otherwise it wouldn't be so huge, let's be careful, don't be crushed to death by him before getting close to him, that would be embarrassing!"

Nenyazai reminded Mo Xuandao in a low voice.

In the stomach of the demon saint, there is a galaxy, in which flow many moon and earth-like spheres. I closed my eyes.

"Don't close your eyes, once you close your eyes, it will be over! Old black dragon, congratulations on your success in cultivating immortality and promotion, hahahaha! You have achieved the ultimate destination of a practitioner: Yi Xingren. Follow us, wandering slowly, don't Close your eyes! This is not a good place to die, for people from Xinyi Xing."

On a fiery red planet, there was an old man with a red beard standing upside down. He glanced at the black dragon, understood his thoughts in seconds, stopped him immediately, and called out to him loudly.

On the top of the star tree of Mo Sheng Yi Xing, ink and ink is still swaying left and right at this moment, trying not to let himself sink, there is a voice in his heart constantly reminding him: Hold on, or you won’t find it. The master is deflated.

With the insistence of ink and ink, the seven-star bead stick gradually moved slightly, and moved a few times on the surface of the ink and ink glass ball.

Seeing that the Qixing Lianzhu stick had come back to life, Shui Mo had a whim, so he couldn't help but take a closer look at this extremely vigorous drop star tree.

With peace of mind, seeing things is just things, and seeing people is just a person.Even if we ourselves are so small and insignificant!

Shui Mo looked all the way along the star tree, and saw that among the intricate torrents of thousands of stars, there seemed to be a black dragon riding a water system planet cruising in the deepest part with a smile. Beside him, there were more than a dozen fire stars. The red planet accompanied the flight.

"Haha, I finally found you! Master, I'm here to rescue you."

Shui Mo gave up his inner persistence, completely made his body weightless, and quickly began to fall, like a meteorite thrown into the water, quickly and continuously falling...

Behind him, there seemed to be one eye watching him all the time, with a hint of contemptuous irony.

Obviously, Shui Mo and the others have already entered other people's chess game, and they have become pawns without knowing it!
Truth is always cruel, and never friendly to ideals and fantasies.

The little fairies and little fairies who were originally still in the great world outside the Western Sky and singing all the way forward, who would have thought that they would go to the end of the world with their swords, and this would be the story of the starry sky, fighting demons into the galaxy?

Looking at the vast and boundless Milky Way in front of them, both Yuyan and Yanyu sisters fell into deep thought.

There is a kind of obsession, deeply reflected in their minds.

That is: the hometown under the moon in Jinling is a scenery that I can never go back to.

"There is only one way to return from cultivating immortality to becoming a saint, and that is Yi Xingren!"

This voice rang in the ears of the enlightened little fairies and little fairy children almost at the same time.

Yes, they can't go back to the past.

This time, it's not a dream!
It is a true fairy body mutation, a mutation from thinking to physical body.

It turns out that what is inflated is not only desires and fantasies.

"I know how to deal with that monster!"

A flash of inspiration flashed in Yan Yu's mind, and she shouted loudly in great surprise.

　The high temperature accompanies my black and white upside-down life. When I have free time, I follow the new ones. Due to the pressure of life, I do not keep up with the new ones in time. Please bear with me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)