I Am the Fated Villain

Dong intends to take this opportunity to go directly to the depths and find the future Pingtian Empress first.

He had obtained an incomparably ancient breathing technique, which could effectively effect his own aura and fluctuations, except that someone from Beibei deliberately went to investigate his traces, otherwise it would be difficult to find him.

Moreover, at this time, Elder Zhuowu was not here, and Yue was not worried that others would find him more.

Soon, a wave of hidden enzymes flashed through Wang He's body, and his whole face looked even more unpretentious.

His figure flashed, as if it merged with the nothingness in front of him, and immediately disappeared in the outermost area.

The strength of the practitioners around here is around the fairyland level.

The strongest cook is nothing but Xianyu Xiuwei, but he can't detect the strange clothes.

However, Wang He didn't notice that the moment his shadow disappeared.

Originally in a magnificent hall of words surrounded by fairy dew and honey, the eternal child who quietly tasted wine.

Ugly's face, which was framed by Xia Yi, suddenly pulled a trace of color and looked in the direction where he was.

"interesting."

There was a hint of interest on her face.

"Xiangjun, what did you just say?"

Not far from Dujian, he was also drinking barren wine, waiting for the eternal son of God, Liyang, to start the ceremony for Elder Zhuowu to accept his disciples.

Hearing Luo Xiangjun's words, he couldn't help asking out of curiosity.

Hearing this, Luo Xiangjun gave him a light warning, and then withdrew his gaze, not intending to go back and continue tasting the immortal wine in front of him.

Shang Yang didn't expect that Luo Xiangjun would still ignore Xiji, his face was a little embarrassed, but he didn't ask any more questions.

He just drank the wine in the glass with a deep gulp.

Some powerful practitioners and creatures in the distance noticed this scene, and they were used to it, and then they showed it at the same time: the appearance of watching the fun.

It seems that the divine son and saintess of the Eternal Protoss are not as harmonious as they have seen.

However, the elders of the Eternal Protoss who traveled with 267 seemed to be accustomed to this ministry.

"Elder Diu hasn't shown up yet? This is how long he planned to keep me chained here."

However, the elder of the Eternal God Race was so watched by the strong people of all races, and he still couldn't hang his face. Wang coughed and changed the topic.

They are also difficult to reconcile with the matter between the saint and the son.

Even the patriarch has a headache.

If the Son of God faced the Saintess, his attitude could be a little tougher.

Ugly, then they can still help the shy talk.

But whoever called Li Yang could not live up to his expectations.

It is clearly hoped by many clansmen that it is regarded as an existence that can lead the Eternal Protoss to a more prosperous era, and knows that in front of the saintess, he can't pick up his head.

The pavilions and palaces in the depths of this oasis are more splendid and grander.

At this moment, a beautiful woman named Allure is sitting on a large bluestone beside the crystal clear lake.

The original jade boots have been thrown away, and under the skirt, a pair of crystal clear jade feet swayed from time to time, stepping on the water, looking bored.

"This Zhuowu Lao Dongyou, even though he has left this place, he is still being watched by Yizhen. I am not allowed to leave this place."

"Also, I don't know if she still has other means to anus my actions."

This person: Naturally, she is Mu Yan. Compared with before, her face is obviously much thinner.

Her hair was simply coiled, and her neck was slender and white as flawless as snow.

Between her good words: the look in her eyes was very light: she looked listless.

But after playing in the water so boringly, Mu Rou was still resting, put on his jade boots, sat cross-legged on the bluestone, absorbed the spirit, and practiced.

She knew that Diu's exhortation to urge her to practice must not have any good intentions.

So some time ago, I was lazy and didn't want Diu's wishes.

But she never thought that she was soon discovered by Youwu and tortured her in a very painful way, claiming that it was her punishment for not practicing seriously.

Xin Mu can only follow You Wu's expectations now, and she practiced honestly and step by step.

Because You Wu will check her cultivation progress every once in a while.

If she is found to be lazy, she will activate the rune world left before.

The pain of Wanma's heart, soul, flesh and bone is simply unimaginable.

Even Mu Yan, who had always been determined and had great perseverance, was in a cold sweat from the pain and almost died.

This is a million times more painful than the pain suffered when the ground is icy and fire.

1042 In fact, after the dead? A shame for the Eternal Protoss

Threads and strands of spirit engulfed Mu Yan's shadow.

She sat cross-legged on the blue stone with her five hearts facing the sky, and quietly practiced according to the key points of the exercises given by the old man Zhuowu.

The whole person's face is even more uncluttered and crystal clear, like a female fairy carved out of jade.

Although she knew that this exercise might have problems, she didn't dare to defy You Wu's life and could only practice honestly.

In front of this Bihu, which is hidden in the pavilion and palace, there are many strong people left by Zhuowu who are guarding and raising her.

And just when Shumuyan was immersed in his mind and concentrated on his practice.

In the distance there are a few luxuriant trees. Next to the old tree with a very large crown, Wang He's figure appeared.

He looks young, but his real age is more than tens of thousands of years.

And now he is wearing

Almost dressed in a simple Taoist robe, wearing a purple star crown, holding a whisk with a somewhat immortal face