Cultivation – Stand above the Heaven

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It is said that the big husband is always in the world, and he always knows that there are tigers in the mountains and prefers to travel in the mountains. This sounds bold, but at a critical moment, when it is really necessary to do so, it is another taste. +

Whose life was not given by my parents? How many people can have the creation of Wandong to regain their lives again? Life is precious, and it is by no means that it can be thrown away, but there is only one way to go before Wandong at this time, and there is no other choice.

"Smoke disappears!" After a bite of steel teeth, Wan Dong simply left.

In the hands of the gods dancing wildly, the sword was swaying in the sky, and the pieces of gold shone, and the sun rising against Wandong like the rising sun was dazzling, and the momentum covered the cloud. This is Wandong's last resort, and Wandong's last bet.

"Dead or alive, just look at this sword!"

In the roaring sounds of Wandong bursts, the golden light transformed by the violent sword gas hurled down towards the huge figure of Kunpeng like a storm.

Wan Dong condensed almost all the qi in his body into this sword. When Jin Guang covered Kun Peng, Wan Dong Zhi felt dizzy and fell directly from the air to the ground. Even if Wan Dong's body is strong, this time it really fell.

It's just that at this time, Wandong can't help crying? A pair of eyes stared at Kunpeng daringly, not daring to move at all.

Wan Dong's offensive is so fierce that it is difficult to imagine that someone can survive such an offensive. But Kunpeng did it, and ... and it was unscathed.

How hopeful Wandong was that he was dazzled by himself, and misunderstood, but the facts are the facts. Looking at Kunpeng ’s dragon-like appearance, Wandong truly experienced the despair.

Kunpeng, the strongest comparable to the Shinto Realm, is really not something Wan Dong can deal with. Even if he has the strongest will and the spirit of not being afraid of dying, it is nothing.

"Good animal, you are ruthless!" Wan Dong shook his head with a wry smile, turned his head and looked at them in the direction of Xiao Lang.

Originally, he thought that he would be able to drag this Kunpeng up despite everything, but he really overestimated himself. This is good, not only his life is difficult to protect, I am afraid that even Xiao Lang will not escape.

But this is fine, at least on the way to Yincao Difu, not too boring and lonely!

Tweeted! ! !

With a hissing sound, Wan Dong's eyes suddenly dimmed, and Kun Peng stepped over to him in one step. Wandong looked up and felt like standing in front of a majestic mountain that was unreachable. The only thing he could feel was his own insignificance, as small as dust floating in the sky and earth.

"Fortunately, it can die in Kunpeng's hands, this life is worth it!"

As people say, if you are afraid of the extreme, you will not be afraid anymore. Facing Kunpeng at this time, Wan Dong's mood calmed down. Kunpeng looked at him, and he looked at Kunpeng. One person and one bird, just staring at each other, the atmosphere is somewhat strange.

Suddenly, Kunpeng's high, raised head dropped sharply. His huge and sharp mouth was like a hook made of steel. Under the sunlight, it kept flashing the cold light enough to freeze the whole body of blood. .

Wan Dong's heart almost jumped out of his throat, and his mouth was muttered, just fear that he could become a pile of meat in a second.

Wan Dong wanted to hide, but thought again, where to hide? In front of this Kunpeng, hiding has no meaning at all.

"Poof!"

A strange noise came suddenly, but it was not the sound of Wandong being pierced by Kunpeng Tiezui, a long red shadow, suddenly swept across Wandong's face, it was like lightning, and Wandong was too late to guard. .

"This ... what is this !?" Wan Dong touched his face subconsciously, full of slimy and wet unknown liquid.

At the moment of doubt in his heart, the long, red shadow came towards him again. This time Wandong saw clearly, it turned out to be Kunpeng's tongue!

Wan Dong suddenly felt a tumult in his stomach, and took a few sips. He couldn't help but yelled with his mouth. "You animal, do you want to live sick and die?"

Wan Dong jumped like thunder and jumped on his feet, but Kunpeng seemed to be addicted. The tongue on the left and the tongue on the right didn't take a moment. Not only was Wan Dong's face soggy, he was almost soaked.

To be honest, the saliva of Kunpeng is really not stinky, on the contrary, it also exudes an inexplicable smell, which is very good. But no matter how good it was, it was also a spit, Wan Dong finally couldn't hold back and stooped and vomited.

When Wan Dong's death came alive, that Kunpeng suddenly shot his huge right wing towards Wan Dong.

Seeing such a scene, Wan Dongfei did not feel scared, but was rather excited. Rather than being sickened by this flat-haired animal, being shot to death is undoubtedly his best method of death.

However, when the wings fell on Wandong's back, Wandong didn't feel even a little bit of pain. Kunpeng's beat was gentle beyond his imagination.

"You ..." Wandong's heart jumped suddenly, looked up at Kunpeng blankly. It was then discovered that Kunpeng's pair of scarlet eyes, which were originally full of ferocity, had long since disappeared, and the rest was actually a kind of kindness ...

Wan Dong also knows that all fairy beasts are somewhat spiritual. But like Kunpeng, Wan Dong saw it for the first time. In the midst of nothing, I just feel that it is no longer a fairy beast standing in front of myself, but a living person with rich emotions and no difference from him.

"Tweet"

I don't know if it is psychologically right or left. At this time in Wan Dong's ears, even Kunpeng's hissing sound has become much softer.

"You ... didn't you want to kill me, right?" Wan Dong froze for a while, then asked Nana.

"Tweet!" That Kunpeng seemed to understand Wan Dong's words, but nodded while crying.

Wan Dong froze for a while, he also knew that his character was good, but he didn't expect it to be so good, and he was a little dazed.

"No!" Wan Dong, who calmed down, soon discovered something. It seems that Kun Peng is really interested in himself, not the sword in his hand, which now lacks the sword tip!

Kun Peng's eyes, as if they were rooted, stared at the sword. The look is complicated, and the expression reveals a fascination, as if immersed in some kind of memory, unable to extricate themselves.

Of course, this is Wan Dong's feelings and speculations. After all, he is not a roundworm in Kunpeng's stomach.

"You ... do you want this sword?" Wan Dong subconsciously handed the sword to Kunpeng.

But Kun Peng suddenly made a hissing sound, and took three steps backwards suddenly, his eyes quickly swayed with awe.

"Do you know the origin of this sword? Could it be that you have something to do with this sword?" Kun Peng's performance confirmed the speculation in Wan Dong's heart, and Wan Dong became excited. Regarding the origin of this sword, it has always been an unanswered question in Wandong's heart. At this time, he seems to have found a clue. He is inevitably excited and asks like a bead.

It's a pity that although Kunpeng is a very high-level fairy beast, he is not a human being and he can't speak. Only the chirping of the chirp, can't solve Wandong's confusion at all.

"Tweeting"

Just when Wandong was worried, how to communicate with Kunpeng, that Kunpeng suddenly whistled, turned his body, and aimed his **** at Wandong.

Wan Dong was taken aback, and was about to ask what Kunpeng wanted to do. Suddenly, there was a loud bang. Before Wan Dong reacted, he was directly fed by a violent air flow with a slight smell. Flew out.

After landing, Wan Dong was ashamed, and he ... he was blown away by Kun Peng's fart!

rub! What does this say? A second ago, he and Kunpeng had a good conversation. After a second, he was given a fart by Kunpeng. They all said that women turned their faces quickly, but this Kunpeng was clearly faster!

Furthermore, if you turn your face, just turn your face. Anyway, Wandong has already made preparations for doing his part. But there are millions of ways to die, but what is the matter of being killed by fart? He Wandong is not afraid of death, but he Wandong is afraid of death! In this universal world, is there any more death method than being killed by fart?

Chirp

At the time when Wandong's heart was choppy and raging, that Kunpeng had another long scream, and actually caught up, still aiming his **** at Wandong, the standard move is "Fart and Man"!

"Come on! You animal is too deceiving too much!" Wan Dong was furious, and was about to fight desperately. Suddenly, a gurgle came into his ears.

Wan Dong fixed his eyes and saw that a round, sturdy, white and jade-like thing rolled out of Kun Peng's ass.

"Is it stool?" Wan Dong's hair stood upright. If there is another way of death in this world that is more foolproof than being killed by fart, it is undoubtedly buried in the stool.

Wandong subconsciously stepped back a few steps, only to hear the puff, and the round thing just fell to Wandong's feet. Where is the distinction? It is clearly an egg, a big one, and an egg high enough!

"This ... this is your egg?" Wan Dong was taken aback. He had never dreamed of such a thing.

Kun Peng nodded again and again, his eyes were full of a motherly glory.

Sure enough, it was Kunpeng's egg! Wan Dong was shocked in his heart and hurriedly fixed his eyes on the egg.

In the end it is Kunpeng, even the eggs born are so round! Wan Dong wondered at the same time, while carefully looking at this Kunpeng egg. If it were not for seeing the coming of this Kunpeng egg with his own eyes, Wan Dong could not believe it was an egg.

The white eggshell is really as warm as white jade. Under the sunshine, it radiates a lot of holiness and mysterious luster.

Just when Wandong looked at the Kunpeng egg, the Kunpeng suddenly pushed the Kunpeng egg to Wandong in front of his claws, and his mouth made several sizzling sounds. Although Wan Dong couldn't understand its tweets, Kun Peng's movements were enough to make him understand. Wan Dong suddenly glared his eyes and asked in a thick, unbelievable tone, "You ... will you give me this egg?"

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