"Third Fatty, aren't you quite majestic? What are you doing now?"
In a certain space tunnel, a flying boat violently broke through countless space turbulences. Except for some weak tremors, it was still moving forward at a fast and steady speed.
The structure of this flying boat is similar to the one used by Yu Yue. Apart from the fact that its defense power and speed are not weaker than the first level of the Heavenly Lord Realm, there is nothing surprising about it. Ahem...
At this time, in the flying boat, Yu Yue looked helplessly at the fingernail-sized ant on his bun. Good guy, why do you like to stay on my head so much?
"It's nothing, aren't you my master? I feel safer staying on your head." The three fat men said it very seriously, so serious that Yu Yue couldn't help but nodded! It seemed like there was nothing wrong with him, but...why did he always feel like something was wrong.
But now he can't care about that anymore: "Uncle Aojiao said that we can reach the Continent of the Gods in three days. Tsk tsk, the cross-border teleportation array is really useful!"
"If you ascend to a higher plane, it will be difficult to return to the continent of the gods." The three fat men murmured: "I seem to have remembered something after merging this body. You said you wanted to help me take revenge, right? ?”
"Well, no matter who the enemy is, I will help you." Yu Yue stretched out his hand to grab the little ant from his head and put it in the palm of his hand. This time, the three fat guys were a blessing in disguise. Not only did they retain their original cultivation, but they also integrated with the underworld. The emperor ant's physical body then directly broke into the holy level.
Thinking back to that day...the Holy Realm Heavenly Tribulation crashed down, and the dragon clan's protective array rose up. At that time, Yu Yue was like a guy! The thunder tribulation struck the protective formation without causing even a single ripple!
At that time, Yu Yue felt that the source of the world in the spiritual world was much humbler than the continent of gods...
"But the enemy may be from a higher plane, a powerful person in the third step of the path." The three fat men waved their tentacles, and they had legs in their true form... He was really not used to it.
Yu Yue smiled indifferently. There was a Three-Eyed Clan waiting for him to deal with before this, right? Even if there are too many lice on my head, I won’t be itchy: “Don’t talk about the third step, even the fourth step I will peel off for you!”
The third fat man bit Yu Yue's palm directly, I'll go! Real dragon skin is so thick!
"You're bragging, you should resolve the matter of the Three-Eyed Clan first and avenge your wife. By the way, what are your plans?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Yue stared at the three fat men in his hands as if he were looking at a stupid eagle: "How else can I solve this problem? The Three-Eyed Clan doesn't know my existence. I will wait until I reach the seventeenth level of Heavenly Master in a few years." Can you just do it directly? I am invincible within the same level."
"several years?"
"Isn't it enough?"
"I found that you are really capable of bragging. From the twelfth to the seventeenth level, it may be a shackle that cannot be overcome in ten thousand years. How many more years do you have? You have drunk too much dragon soul blood."
"What are you betting on?" Yu Yue smiled and tutted, these three fat guys are not as easy to jerk off as before. Now they are dry and numb, not mellow at all.
"It won't take a few years. If you want to break into the realm of God within ten years, I will be your mount!" The three fat ants tilted their heads and looked disdainful. Ten years? Giving you another ten years is enough. The second step on the path is not comparable to the first step, and there are ten small realms within a big realm.
"Okay, as you said, if you lose the bet and don't become a mount, you will feel so cold that you won't be able to get hard for the rest of your life." Yu Yue touched the tentacles of the three fat men and clicked his tongue. Riding such a handsome ant to go out for fun... It should be quite good. There is style.
"I'm a jungler. Isn't this too vicious? Okay! Then if you can't break into the God in ten years, you can become my mount!"
"Are you sure? I am the young master of the dragon clan. They call me young emperor. You use me as a mount?"
"I'll just ride for a while!"
"OK!"
After a while, Yu Yue suddenly looked at the three fat guys with a strange look... This guy likes to stay above his head, doesn't he think of himself as a mount?
"Would it be fun to ride me?"
Suddenly, Yu Yue had a warm smile on his face, and the three fat guys didn't react at all: "Of course, riding a dragon is more respectable... Ahem, Brother Yu, what are you talking about..."
Then, Yu Yue threw the third fat man on the table, and with a thought, he directly summoned the three-headed dragon weapon spirit: "San'er, hit me! Fight into the smoke!"
"It's your turn!"
The three big heads of the three-headed dragon showed a ferocious smile, slowly approaching like three fat men. The anxious little ants jumped up and down around the table, but they couldn't escape! When he saw the crackling forbidden threads in Yu Yue's slightly purple eyes...
"Yu Yue, you bastard! I saved your life! I am your benefactor, benefactor! Ah!!"
"You three-headed worm, I will fight with you!"
"Bang, bang, bang... boom..."
Then... the little ant was pressed down on the table by the three-headed dragon and beaten... Of course, it definitely couldn't be beaten to death. Even the strength of the three-headed dragon was very well controlled, and it wouldn't even be injured, but... it hurt...
In the training room next to Feizhou, the three Dragon Emperors smiled faintly. In addition to the three of them, they also brought 108 real dragons to support Yu Yue. After all, the Suzaku Divine Beast and the Xuanwu Divine Beast were both there, and they could not lose the face of the Dragon Clan. Bar.
And there is no need to worry about the nest being raided. The Dragon Clan is in the hinterland of the Monster Clan. Ao Yutang has entrusted some other Demon Emperors to take care of the Dragon Clan. Unless the Monster Clan falls, the Dragon Clan will be safe.
"The little guy has gone too far. He actually treated his savior like this." Ao Muyan said with a smile on her face. She held a stick of Xuanhemen in Qianqianyu's hand. She liked the sweet taste very much.
"I'm not really fighting, it's just a joke. I'm curious about his weapon spirit. Can you see through it?" Ao Yutang knocked the "melon seeds" offered by Yu Yue. Now when he thought of Yu Yue... he actually felt a little distressed. .
When the little guy entered the treasure pavilion...that was like a robbery! But who made him the Young Emperor of the Dragon Clan? There is no way, as long as he needs any resources, he can be given to him! Maybe in ten thousand years, the Three-Eyed Clan will really be worse than a dog in front of him.
"I don't know him, I've never seen him before! Xiao Yuyue has hidden a lot of things from us." Ao Aojiao smoked a cigar. This thing is very powerful! A thief is suitable for a mighty male dragon like him!
That day when he went out for a walk with a cigar in his mouth, many female dragons suddenly wooed him! In the words of that little guy Yu Yue, it’s his damn charm that has nowhere to go!
"Who among us monks doesn't have some secrets? It's enough for us to know that he is from the Dragon Clan. Do you think... the sacred beasts Suzaku and Xuanwu will be able to appreciate the things we bring with us? Although their cultivation is not high, they are also practical. A real mythical beast.”
"It should be appreciated. After all, my dragon clan is very generous."
"Yeah, I think so too."
………………
At this time, there is a void outside the great formation in the Eastern Sea, and the saint's war is also cruel! Whether it is the saints from the Gods Continent or the saints from the Divine Relic Clan, many have fallen, and the holy blood... almost dyed the entire Eastern Sea red.
In addition, the Demonic Dragon Holy Emperor slaughtered the middle-aged man in blue shirt alone, and the middle-aged man in blue shirt was shocked! Even if he breaks through to the twelfth level of Tianyang Realm, can he still not be able to suppress this Demonic Dragon Holy Emperor? In just a few days, he has also reached the heaven level?
It seems... that Jin Yun fell into his hands was definitely not due to luck!
The green-robed old man who was fighting against the Holy Emperor Haoyang on the other side was also having a hard time. The Suzaku Divine Fire just restrained him. He didn't want to fight against the Suzaku, but Haoyang kept pestering him to fight!
As for the middle-aged man in red clothes, although he was not suppressed, he was definitely a little aggrieved! The Heavenly Fox Female Saint Bai Xiaoshuang, the Taoist Saint, the Weapon Saint, and the Wind Saint! The four peak saints dragged him to death with the four-elephant battle formation! Logically speaking...a tenth-level Saint Realm should not be able to fight back against the Twelfth-level Tianyang Realm...
In the Hai Pavilion, Zhuge Hei was already weak to a certain extent. He wanted to reach out to pick up the tea cup on the table and take another sip of iron tree flower tea... But his left hand trembled, and the tea cup fell to the ground and shattered!
The clear voice immediately made Long Yi rush in in a panic. He hurriedly poured half a cup of tea for Zhuge Hei. With a change of cultivation, the temperature of the tea was just right, and he gently handed it to Zhuge Hei.
"Thank you, Brother Long...how is the battle going?"
Zhuge Hei took a sip of tea, with a look of satisfaction on his old face, but his voice was extremely hoarse.
Iron tree scented tea...Ten thousand years old iron tree, once the flowers bloom, the flavor of the tea can be tasted even more with a mortal body. This iron tree...isn't it just like a cultivator?
Monks, especially sorcerers, would die if they heard the Tao in the morning.
Is it...that I am also about to die?
"Brother Long...the soldiers of the Shenyi Clan may be invading."
Long Yi had choked up. He did not answer the last question. He knew... He could feel it. Mousheng had single-handedly helped many living beings come to their senses. He had single-handedly changed the situation of the war and allowed the continent of gods to support them. Today’s strong man…
This old man who has no cultivation at all, but is a real strong man... has reached the end.
"Military advisor...the sergeants of the Divine Relic Tribe have not committed any crimes. The final battle of the saints has begun. We, the Gods Continent...will not fall behind." Long Yi spoke softly, squeezing Zhuge Hei's shoulders as always, and gently injected the power of cultivation into his body. in vivo.
"Brother Long... I want to take another look at the soldiers and the saints from our continent. Please push me out. Okay..." Zhuge Hei reluctantly straightened his clothes and gently grabbed the feather fan in his arms with his right hand. .
The fan I have been shaking for a lifetime...can it be so heavy?
Hearing Zhuge Hei's words, Long Yi suddenly walked up to Zhuge Hei, clasped his fists, knelt down on one knee, and raised his head: "General... obey the order!"
At this moment, it seemed like we were back to the war with the alien race! At that time, Zhuge's black feather fan and silk scarf first appeared, and millions of foreign soldiers were like crumbling dogs in front of him. With a wave of his feather fan, he destroyed the vanguard, entered the middle army, and beheaded the general! Present...eternal achievements!
