Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 1602
Everything is the same, but the road is different.

Luo Xue, which is equivalent to the ancient blood evil star Raksha, has no possibility of merging into the secular world under the strict hierarchy of blood essence.

To put it another way - Raksha Prison, there is no dunya at all.

Therefore, his road to becoming a mortal is the most ethereal.

The younger sister kicked the big wolf dog into the retreat area and sealed the retreat area completely.

"What a dog! Younger sister, you treat Lord Wolf like this, Lord Wolf is very sad!"

The little girl laughed and scolded: "You hurt your grandma, you son of a bitch heard it clearly, if you don't break into the enlightenment, you can't even think about it, my aunt is gone!"

After walking a few steps, the little girl squatted on the ground with a troubled expression on her face.

"Huafan, Huafan, my aunt has just surpassed the ordinary, and you want me to become a fan again, where can I go to become a fan, I..."

The gods are aimless, and only the word Huafan is in their minds.

Seemingly sensing that the state of the gods was not right, Shen Wushuang sighed, and tapped at the feet of the gods through the endless void.

He opened a hole, and the god fell through.

"Three Thousand Realms..."

With a sweep of the divine eyes, a little light appeared in his mind.

But this aura was scared away by the disappearance of his combat power that he discovered next.

"Father……"

This feeling of powerlessness after losing combat power made the god very uncomfortable.

But he knew that what his father did was to point out a way for him who had no clue.

He was a little unwilling.

He thought he could figure it out.

"Three thousand worlds, if the cultivation base survives, the combat power will disappear..."

Unwilling to dissipate, Shenming walked forward along the path pointed out by Shen Wushuang.

Once this is gone, he is on his way.

It's just that the beginning of this road was given by others.

I don't know when this No. [-] genius in the Four Great Immortal Realms will forget this.

The Continent of Witches.

punishment tribe.

The ancestor worship is over.

Xing Sha, whose buttocks were swollen, looked at the more than 30 new fighters who were eager to try, and said with a grin: "From today on, I will go to You Xiaochan to discuss with the martial arts merchant every day. It's over!"

Turning his head, Xingsha got into the big stone house of the priest of Xing tribe again.

Facing this Great Elder who had just returned, Xing Miao, the priest of the Xing Tribe, was quite polite.

"The arrangement of the great elder is very good."

"Hmph, now I don't blame Lao Tzu for letting them join the tribe, right?" Xing Sha sneered.

Xing Miao said with a smile: "I didn't object at the beginning, but I just saw what you mean, the two of them also want to participate in worshiping the ancestor witch?"

Mentioning this, Xingsha's face twitched, and then he said angrily, "Isn't it possible?"

Now it's Xing Miao's turn to twitch: "Hey, although their combat power is high, there is still a big gap compared with the body refiners outside..."

"Why, the group of Nirvana Saint babies outside have an opinion?" Xing Sha Wu's eyes glared, and he was about to go out to deal with people.

Xing Miao quickly grabbed Xing Sha: "Calm down, calm down..."

"Tan Mao Ding! The two of them must participate, I promised..."

"Huh? Great Elder, what did you promise?"

"Hmph, nothing! That's it!"

Xing Sha ran straight away, and when he passed You Xiaochan's stone house, his witch eyes swept away and his brows frowned slightly.

"Miss Xiaochan, this is the five-veined Youkui I hunted yesterday, it is very helpful for cultivation."

Wu Shang stood in front of Xiao Chan, looking at the young body trainer indifferently.

The body refiner is called Xing Ke, and his cultivation is at the peak of the Void Saint Realm, and he is very handsome.

His father, Xingba, is one of the great powers in the vassal forces of the Xing tribe's body refiners, and he has cultivated in the late stage of the Nirvana Saint Realm.

The father and son have strong cultivation bases, but what is even more distasteful is their surnames.

Being given the same surname by the tribe they belong to is one of the greatest achievements of all the body refiners in the Wuzhi Continent.

Although the same surname does not mean that they become witches, but at least these people have the qualifications to bargain with the tribe.

Therefore, Wushang is under great pressure.

He is not afraid of being beaten.

I'm afraid I can't protect You Xiaochan.

Especially seeing Xing Ke's undisguised lecherous eyes, Wu Shang's anger suddenly jumped into his mind.

"Xiaochan's son can make soy sauce, get out!"

As soon as these words came out, not only Xing Ke was stunned, but You Xiaochan's face turned red slightly under the mask.

And here, Xingsha sprayed directly.

"Son? I'll go to your uncle, this martial arts merchant is really bad!"

His eyeballs rolled, and he didn't know what Xingsha thought of, so he smiled and stepped in.

As soon as the punishment came, Xing Ke didn't dare to stand on tiptoe to look at You Xiaochan.

Everyone knows that the elder of the Xing tribe is You Xiaochan's backstage.

Guess...

"Count, don't you have the guts to see a woman?"

Xing Ke was dumbfounded.

Xiaochan frowned slightly.

Wu Shang doesn't care whether you are a witch or not, he raised his eyebrows and revealed his old truth: "Who was kneeling at the beginning..."

"Stop!" Xingsha Wu raised his eyebrows, and immediately laughed, "I just don't like this coward, I don't mean anything else, then, you guys talk slowly, I'm leaving!"

Punishments come and go like the wind.

The three people in the room were stunned.

But not long after, Xing Ke's eyes lit up.

Great Elder, this is, support me?
"Xiao Chan, I won't give up!" Xing Ke said with a serious face, "I definitely want you to be my woman, no one can stop me... Wu Shang, you are not my opponent, don't bring yourself to be humiliated!"

"Uncle Wu, forget it." Seeing that Wu Shang was about to make a move in anger, Xiao Chan stopped breaking the stone tools and said softly, "Give him three stone knives, Wumai Youkui, we bought them."

"Xiaochan, I gave you this, no..."

You Xiaochan looked at the cauldron, and said softly: "Mr. Xing is easy to leave, so I won't send you off."

"Hmph, if Xie Tian is here..." Wu Shang was outraged.

"Evil God..."

You Xiaochan's heart was full of lovesickness like an ocean.

Lovesickness falls among the stones...

The rigidity of stone, the softness of lovesickness...

She has achieved her reputation as a generation of stonemasons in the Xing tribe.

After spending some time in the Stone Tribe, Xie Tian also gained a good reputation.

In the eyes of adults, this guy has a lot of wine on him.

In the eyes of the little kid, Uncle Xie Tian has more than he can eat.

Shikui and Shimen's parents kicked the two little kids into Xietian's stone house, and then left happily with dozens of jars of wine.

It seemed that the four of them were here to sell their little kid, and they sold it for a pretty good price.

"Xie Tian, ​​I've handed over these two bastards to you, you can deal with them as you please!"

"Come here often!"

Xie Tian watched the four of them leave, and when he turned his head, he saw Shimen, the stone block, gobbling it up.

"You two, do you want to go home?"

"Why are you going home?"

"There is wine and meat to eat here, and I won't go back even if I die!"

Xie Tian smiled and nodded, secretly sighing that the power of wine and meat is really strong.

But how to teach it?

Xie Tian has a headache.

He let the two little kids come over, just because he wanted to integrate into life faster.

But if Er Xiao didn't improve when he went back, he wouldn't be able to explain it.

"Besides, my cultivation base is completely useless now...huh?"

Xie Tian's blood eyes brightened slightly.

"There's a thug pretending to be cool outside, so don't waste too much if it's empty, so that's it..."

Hou Xi is not like the parents of Shidou Shimen, who can bring their son to their door with dozens of jars of wine.

But it is not difficult for Xie Tian.

Sit cross-legged.

Close your eyes.

Xie Tian's mind sank into the bloody red ball in the sea of ​​consciousness.

This thing, like his evil body, was made by Hou Yu abruptly.

(End of this chapter)