MTL - Immortal Mortal-v19 Chapter 1132 1 chicken in the district

Even Liu Zi said without words, "What is the difference between waking up and not waking up?"

In the eyes of the company, Mo Wuji is not awake, in fact, the results are the same. In fact, if you don’t wake up, you will be quiet when you fall.

At this moment, Ji Liu didn't care about her own words. She carefully placed Mo Wuji on the futon, and then sat on the side and looked at Mo Wuji nervously.

Mo Wuji can even go out with the **** towers. She believes that if she wakes up, she can leave alone.

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Mo Wuji felt that he was being held by the glass, and then it was like a meteorite falling from the void. Ji Liu was blood and was also hit hard.

There are a few strong people who are besieging the glass, which makes Mo Wuyi feel anxious. He tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyelids were heavy.

When the rhyme of the stud was burned out, and the **** of the sky-shaped mud in the sea was relaxed, Mo opened his eyes.

At first glance, he saw the glasses that were staring at him and looked nervous.

There is nothing wrong with Ji Liu, which makes Mo Wuji feel a loose heart. He directly sheds the glory of the mortal world and madly restores his strength.

In a short period of time, in the body of Mo Wuji, a whirlpool of gods was formed, and the breath of Hong Meng’s life was unreservedly leaked out.

After the resurgence of recovery, the unscrupulous cultivation was in a sharp rise. There is more to the benefit of a god, that is, to make his body more sloppy.

A sigh of sighs formed in his body, and numerous rules of the mysterious rhythm spread throughout his body.

In the end, even the vitality of the gods in the mortal world was also absorbed by Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuzhi's strength quickly recovered, and in just a few minutes, it rushed to the peak of the gods.

Hong Meng live? Open the spirit of the gods? Even the dull looking at Mo Wuji, at this moment, unscrupulous and unscrupulous to restore their own strength, he also saw that Mo Wuji is not nothing, at least unscrupulous is a monk in the early days of the gods.

But what if it is in the early days of perfection? The other side is a quasi-holy sacred, and more and more gods are in the eyes of the stream, still 蝼 ants.

After a few minutes, I even sighed. "I finally understand why he was badly wounded. With so many treasures on his body, even I will be tempted, let alone the rest."

When Ji Li heard his own words, he immediately became nervous.

Even the speechless person said to him, "You can rest assured that I am not going to do this. You don't seem to have any experience with this friend. Even if you want to heal, you shouldn't be so bright and honest."

This kind of bright and honest use of Hongmeng, the disadvantages are too much, at least the strongest of the entire universe of the gods will sense the death of Hong Meng, and then come here.

"Looking at the predecessors, I beg you..." This time it was a retired deacon who had been repaired as a good one. He came here and asked for his own.

Even because of the unreasonable things, I have not left the broken rain. If it is not the owner of the broken rain, there is something wrong with it, maybe it will be strong.

I even waved my hand. "After waiting for a while, my friend will soon wake up."

"Even seniors..."

When the deacon leader said something, an angry voice came in from outside. "Even, you even dare to move the disciples of this holy. Today, the Holy See will see if you have this ability..."

When I heard this voice, the faces of the deacons were pale. After all, even the company has been tired of the interest stack, and now the owner is not there, this broken rain interest stack is likely to be crushed into powder.

"Boom!" An overwhelming violent **** is coming, and the whole line of protection and all the buildings are broken into powder.

At the same time, Mo Wuji broke through the layer of the gods and entered the second layer of the gods.

Mo Wuji relieved, even the dust mites were useless. He took a picture of the dust on his body and took out a bottle of Hong Meng and gave it to Ji Li. "Ji Shijie, thank you for saving me. You just merged Ice Tianzhu, this Hongmeng can make your Dantian recover."

After saying this, Mo Wuji said to the company, "Thank you for the help of this Taoist friend."

Although Mo Wuji can't open his eyes, some things are still vaguely vaguely impressed.

Even a bitter smile pointed to a man standing opposite, saying, "There is no difference in saving or not. This person is called a cornering. After a while, our three estimates have no chance of reincarnation."

Mo Wuji began to look at the red-faced man standing opposite. This guy is not tall, red-faced, but with a big belly. There was a shovel in the top of his head, and there was a pair of tiny ears.

There is a string of hoes hanging from his chest, and the waistband is definitely made of dragon skin, with a strong majesty.

"You have a self-knowledge." The flow swept a glance and fell on the jade bottle in the hands of Ji Liu. "There are also a few good things in the ants, and even Hongmeng can find it."

Mo Wuji did not care about the flow of the bend, one hand, half a month fell on the palm of his hand.

At best, the eclipse is just a guy who has just stepped into the quasi-holy. In his opinion, this guy is at most the level of Meng and Meng, and there is a more flesh than Mengmeng.

He is now on the second floor of the gods, a general quasi-sanction that does not even have a **** position, and wants to be arrogant in front of him, that is not enough.

"The runners, what is so angry? The ruin of the small winter night is also destroyed." With the voice, a long-haired yellow-faced man fell.

The flow bended and nodded to the person. Then he said, "Gudaoyou, I am really sorry. I know that this family has something to do with you, but this person killed my disciple. If I don’t kill this person, I will bend for years. It’s a white practice. Of course, I have a lot of grievances, and the compensation will give some compensation after all.”

The flow of the bend is too clear about the purpose of coming, and it is definitely not for the sake of breaking the rain, but for the sake of Hong Meng.

The yellow-faced long-haired man nodded and did not say anything. The meaning of the flow of the bend is that he is naturally clear, that is, after the elimination of Mo Wuji a few people, Hong Meng lived to his points.

Even I laughed and said to Mo Wuji, "Although I don't know what you are calling, anyway, everyone is difficult to escape today. I don't say anything that is too tired. But I don't even have to sit still, even if it is Death, I have to desperately get out of the other few drops of blood."

"Ha ha ha ha..." Hearing his own words, he burst into laughter.

Some of the onlookers around me also shook their heads without words. Even though they have some little fame in the universe, it is at best a mid-term. The flow bend is one of the quasi-sacred, and the strongest of the universe **** city ranks in the top five. It can be said that in the face of the flow of the bend, there is no chance for even a shot.

Mo Wuji is a wave of hands. "Looking at the Taoist friends naturally does not need to shoot, a chicken in the district, I can come."

Even my eyes are staring at Mo Wuji, Mo Wuji does not seem to be the second kind of goods? How do you say this kind of goods? He said that a few drops of blood have already counted the self-detonation ban, and Mo Wuji is self-destructive and only the beginning of the gods.

Surrounded by silence, they were all shocked by Mo Wuji. A small chicken in the district? If the flow bend is also a chicken in the district, then the whole universe of the gods is not a pile of eggs?

He was silent and looked at Mo Wuzhi. He had seen stupid and ignorant ~www.novelbuddy.com~ but with Mo Wuzhi such a fearless guy, he really saw it for the first time.

Generally, cultivation has reached this level. As long as it is not a wounded soul, there are several monks who are only in the early days of the gods will be stupid to say that a quasi-holy is a chicken?

"In this case, let me see this chicken to see how many pounds you have..." The flow of talks, even the shovel is too lazy to sacrifice, Zhang Zhang grabbed Mo Wuji.

In his eyes, Mo Wuji couldn’t even count the chicks.

"Boom!" The curved handprint of the gods just touched the whirlpool field of Mo Wuji, and it splashed the gods of the sky.

The gods handprints don't say that they are unscrupulous, and even the unscrupulous vortex field can't penetrate into half.

If you change your face and face it, you will definitely not be a monk in the field. This field is perfect to a terrible point, that is, his field is not as strong as the unscrupulous field. I have read it wrong, and the other party is definitely not the second layer.

Mo Wuji snorted, half a month and swept out, bursting a galaxy in the void.

At this time, where do you dare to treat Mo Wu as a small two-layer god? His field is madly stretched out, and the Buddha is shoveling into a horrible murderous air, which is filled in the sky above the precious universe.

The violent killings spread out and formed a killing way, and the monks who watched around were withdrawing. Once swept by this terrible killing, then don't think about it again.

Even after watching the unscrupulous and unscrupulous rushing into the field of the flow of the bend, the gods muttered to himself, "Is he really the beginning of the gods?"

Only Ji Li is not an accident. If Mo Wuji does not have this ability, how can he imprison him in that world?

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