Yang Jian's face became ugly, very, very ugly.
He was so crazy about the magic gift and longevity that the four heavenly kings were not worthy of honor in his eyes.
Even though there were four of them, Yang Jian was confident that he could defeat all four of them by himself.
But now Mo Lishou's tone was so crazy that he wanted him to know that the sky was high and the earth was high. Hearing this kind of words hurt Yang Jian's self-esteem.
Once upon a time, he, the sage true king who was revered in the realm of Taiyi in Heaven, was looked down upon by everyone.
The same goes for Yuan Hong just now. Yang Jian's face is not as important as listening to the song.
His face turned gloomy, and Yang Jian gritted his teeth. He must teach this damn Mo Lishou a lesson today to let him know where the gap is.
Yang Jian waved the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand and said coldly: "Don't say that Ben Zhenjun doesn't give you a chance, take action first!"
In the bookstore, Yang Xiao watched the show happily, and Yang Jian was irritated, haha.
However, he probably wouldn't be able to defeat Moli Shou.
In the past, of course he could beat him, but now he was facing Demon Rishou who had understood the eight-note sound of Tianlong.
"Oh, I really think I'm very powerful. Do you think I, Moli Shou, am still the same scumbag as before?"
Looking at Yang Jian with disdain, since this guy wants to be beaten, let's give him some color.
I have long been dissatisfied with the way this guy pretends to be aloof and doesn't care about anyone. He is the only one who leads a group of people to Guanjiangkou while other gods live in heaven.
Do you really think that you are a powerful Da Luo, a hidden immortal?
I still thought that the Jade Emperor had nothing to do with him. The Jade Emperor just didn't want to argue with him.
Curling his lips, Mo Lishou didn't want to be hypocritically polite. Yang Jian just wanted to get a kick out of him, so he just wanted to satisfy him.
"You are so proud that you don't take action, but I will take action. I will not bully you. I will let you use both hands and feet to defeat you with just your mouth."
Mo Lishou spoke arrogantly, thinking for a moment and already thinking about what to sing.
And his words made Yang Jian even more angry, and his face became terrifyingly gloomy.
"A greedy pig stood in front of me, grunting and grunting, wanting to eat pig feed. If there was no pig feed, if I let it go, it would be very unhappy, grunting and grunting."
"A greedy pig wants to eat Chinese cabbage. After feeding it, it shakes its head and tail. After eating the Chinese cabbage, it still wants the cabbage. It kicks it and lies down, humming."
Mo Li Shoucai ignored Yang Jian and sang the song "Glutious Pig" with passion.
As he spoke his first word, a shadow of pigs appeared behind him, performing different movements in accordance with his song.
Moli Shou himself also danced, being the most handsome cub in the crowd.
Ren Yangjian wanted to break his head, but he never thought that Mo Lishou's attack would be like this. He was stunned for a while, and finally realized that his body could no longer suppress the impulse and couldn't help but want to twist along.
"Damn it, what kind of method is this?"
Yang Jian gritted his teeth and forced himself to support himself. Isn't it embarrassing for this bastard Mo Lishou to do such an action in public?
Little did he know that Mo Lishou not only didn't feel embarrassed, but actually enjoyed it.
Because for Mo Lishou, this is a way of cultivation. After each song is sung, his cultivation level will improve.
Originally, Yuanshen was trapped in the list of gods. Without Yuanshi's consent, his cultivation level could not be improved at all. However, Tianlong Baeyin gave him this opportunity. He didn't care about face.
Moreover, this method of improvement is faster than normal meditation practice. Even if he could practice normally, Mo Lishou felt that he would choose this method.
It takes less time to improve, so why not use it? What better to do with the extra time?
Yang Jian had a strong sense of self-esteem. He gritted his teeth and resisted tenaciously, unwilling to make such a shameful move with Mo Lishou.
Let alone Yang Jian, any normal person, especially when Tianting is not very open-minded now, would not want to dance like this.
Yang Jian could resist, but many gods who followed to watch the excitement couldn't, and their bodies started to move automatically.
Except for some people who had been tortured by Moli Shou, others didn't know that Moli Shou's songs could be so powerful.
In just a moment, there were dozens of immortals following Mo Lishou.
The immortals moved to their heart's content while following Mo Li Shou's song, humming rhythmically with their lips.
Moreover, the number of people has been increasing. As a result of the voice of Demon Lishou, almost all those who do not have that strength have fallen.
So many people came to hear Mo Liqing sing, and the scene got out of hand in an instant.
"A greedy pig stood in front of me, grunting, wanting to eat pig feed, but if there was no pig feed, if I let it go, it would be very unhappy, grunting, humming."
"A greedy pig wants to eat..."
The songs floated, and the immortals were enjoying themselves, forgetting everything.
Yang Jian held on for a long time, and finally fell in and joined the dancing army.
The sky was blue and the sun was shining brightly. These famous gods in the eyes of the world were dancing in unison as if no one else was around. The scene was spectacular.
In the Yaochi, the Jade Emperor slapped himself on the forehead and covered his face. I am too embarrassed to see anyone!
The Queen Mother next to her couldn't help laughing and giggled. It was so interesting. This Moli Shou was no worse than his brother.
Although the songs he sings are not as touching as his brother's, they are interesting in a different way, such as making people happy and relaxing.
Looking at the bodies of the immortals dancing selflessly, you can see how happy they are at this time.
In the Gou Chen Mansion, the tea cup in Emperor Gou Chen's hand suddenly fell to the ground, the corners of his mouth twitched, and the next moment he held his belly and laughed wildly.
I haven't been this happy for a long time. Speaking of which, as a great emperor, would you like to transform yourself and join in?
Startled by his bold idea, Gou Chen touched his nose angrily, forget it, let's not throw that person away.
Those guys will definitely be able to recognize his changing appearance, and he will definitely be teased by them when the time comes.
In the Tushita Palace, Tai Shao Laojun was twirling his beard and his eyes were full of excitement. Looking at the expressions on the faces of the immortals, he seemed very excited.
"Do you want to join in or not?"
After walking back and forth several times, Taishang Laojun gritted his teeth and didn't care. Taoism is natural and you can do whatever you want, but you can't just let people recognize him.
After running out of Tushita Palace, Taishang Laojun's figure changed on the way and turned into the original clone, the Antarctic Immortal Emperor.
Yaochi was looking at the Jade Emperor here with his spiritual consciousness, and when he was considering whether to stop him, he suddenly spotted a familiar figure.
"I……"
The expression on his face suddenly froze, and the Jade Emperor almost cursed.
Laojun, you are the clone of a saint after all. You are here to join in the fun. Don’t think that you won’t be able to recognize you if you look like the saint from the beginning. With old arms and legs, aren’t you afraid of slipping away?
The Queen Mother next to her also noticed Taishang Laojun who secretly joined in. She laughed so much that she fell on the table. She couldn't bear it anymore.
In Gouchen Mansion, Emperor Gouchen also noticed Taishang Laojun who joined in, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
While he was still feeling a little embarrassed, the saint's clone had already rushed to join him. Could it be that this was the reason for his becoming a saint?
The more he thought about it, the more reasonable he became. Emperor Gouchen ran out of Gouchen Mansion, transformed into Emperor Ziwei, and rushed over happily.
"Senior brother, you have gone too far. Why do you want to look like me?"
Shenxiao Yuqing Mansion, the clone of Yuanshi, the Antarctic Immortal Emperor, his face is as black as the bottom of a pot.
