Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

The mouse erected two front paws, and outlined a strange symbol in front of the stroke.

Suddenly there was a layer of brightly colored flame burning from the saplings.

The color of this flame is like oxidized silver. The silver is bright and revealing a hint of black. The black lacquer is sparkling with a hint of sterling silver. It is very bright, very bright and very weird, but it gives a very kind of Good-looking feeling.

The saplings are like ducks thrown into the lime pit, and the hysterical screams.

The voice screamed to the extreme, and human speech could not describe how ugly it was and how terrible it was.

It looks at the eyes of the mouse, and it cannot be described in words.

Full of grievances, full of hatred, full of all the shackles and viciousness of the world.

At the same time, it is full of fear to the mouse, just like a white rabbit beaten by a hungry tiger, a small sapling violently twitching, involuntarily issued a desperate cry: "Rao...forgive!"

The mouse is carrying two claws, standing in front of the small saplings in a smooth manner, and slowly said: "You, actually trying to win the day brother! You know, the **** brother is a mouse, a handful of urine pulls big If you have won him... oh yeah! You don't have this feature?"

The skull-headed face slaps a slap in the burning sapling, and the mouse sneer: "You are also experienced, you see, there are countless weird things in the heavens and the earth, can really win the human body, how many?"

"The soul, soul, ghost, etc. that came out after the death of the human body. This is one. Originally born with the human body, it is a natural thing to win."

"Those ghosts are counted as one. The ghosts transformed from the human soul are of course homologous to the human body. Those so-called natural ghosts that are naturally born and multiplied, they are in the final analysis. Not difficult!"

"Besides, except for other strange things, no matter the demon, no matter the evil, or even your monster, who can really win the most? The most is the confusion, making all kinds of strange evils. This is the limit of yours!"

"After all, the human body is the world's most perfect body. The three souls and seven scorpions, one by one corresponding to the various functions of the human body, are indispensable. If one is missing, it is impossible to win."

"It's like, you eat a sly rhubarb dog and want to pair with a female whale. This... In the words of Tian Geer, the size and model are not worthy. How do you toss?"

"So, you can't take the day brother."

"But, you can't do this with your thoughts."

"So, don't blame the mouse, I will toss you today!"

"After all, this is what you are looking for to be tossed!"

The mouse stared at the smug little sapling and sighed: "And, don't you say that you are innocent, say you are jealous, say that you are not in the world! You and this old Jingui, in fact, have little to do with!"

"Your roots, the mouse has already seen through, and I understand it!" Two silvery squirts in the scorpion's scorpion squirted a sapling burning sapling, one word and one word said: "Old Jingui, really It has been smashed by the thunder, and there is no doubt. Basically, without the great creation, it is impossible to condense the soul into a big demon."

"You, have nothing to do with the soul of Lao Jingui; you, just before the old Jingui was robbed of the spirit by the thunder, the last scream of resentment, combined with the trunk of the old Jingui was ignited by the thunderfire, the trunk was raging Burning a shadow that falls on the ground, the monster that is condensed by the resentment!"

"Hey, you are just a monster! You can't even count a ghost! The ghost is miserable, and there is a ghost! You are a devil, you don't have a soul!"

The saplings of the saplings suddenly became stiff, and the old faces looked at the mouse stunnedly. He muttered to himself: "I just screamed with anger, mixed a shadow, because of the blame of the monster? In fact, I can't even count a ghost?"

"Yeah, you can't even count a ghost! So, how do you win it?" The mouse happily waved his long tail: "There are some weird things on the heavenly brother, you are close He can't. Not to mention, there are wise and wise mousemen guarding you, and you dare to move his idea?"

On the old face, the grievances of the sky, the inexhaustible viciousness disappeared.

The silver-black flame that the Rat Lord recruited, the endless use of the endless, hard-boiled this little sapling and the self-sufficiency of a little refining.

But the root of this small sapling is the grievances and negative energy of this sky. As the grievances are refining, its figure has become paralyzed and gradually dimmed.

The mouse hurriedly hooked his claws. The root of the old golden laurel tree under his feet cracked a gap. A golden old tree spurted out of the crack and quickly injected the body of the sapling.

The body of the sapling suddenly brightened and quickly turned from a state of nothingness to a substance. It sighed with relief, and the original thumb-sized saplings began to grow rapidly. After just one hour, it grew to three inches.

The mouse smiled and looked at the small sapling, watching it fade from black to pale blue: "Come, open your mouth, eat more, although you are not it, but after all, you are somewhat related to it, so, rat Lord, I am the master, and you are fulfilled."

"Come on, although you are just a monster, there is no soul to speak of, but the mouse can help you to generate souls out of thin air, this is not a big deal! Oh, what is the soul? Spirit is nothing..."

There were countless tiny silver flashes of the mouse scorpion, and his body shuddered. The following words came to an abrupt end: "Well, you don't have to worry about what the soul is, just like the world mortals eat, you still use How does the tube rice come from? It’s good to eat it!”

The grievances in the small saplings are refining and shredded, and the essence of the old Jingui is continuously injected into the body.

Three inches high, five inches high, one foot high...

The essence of the old Jingui is almost endless. Under the nourishment of this pure essence, after seven days, the small sapling has risen to ten feet, and the leafy and full of it is full of vitality, a pale gold The aura of light surrounds the rich canopy, and the old faces on the trunk are also much younger, and no longer the embarrassment and viciousness of the rat when he first saw it.

Very peaceful, very easy to look at the mouse, small sap... No, the tree devil has a very emotional sigh: "Rat, thank you."

"I don't appreciate, thank you, it's rare to come across such a wonderful thing. You are just a waste of this big tree stump. It's better to fulfill you."

"Oh, obedient, follow the **** brother and the mouse, and drink spicy and spicy, good days are behind."

"Come on, try your talents first, hey!"

The tree devil nodded hard, and his body merged into the body of the old Jingui, and then the stream of light flashed rapidly on the body of the old Jingui.

The next moment, the old Jingui of the Jade Cliff spurted out countless Guizi.

A glimpse of gold-green smudges flew in all directions, and fell into the mountains and rivers.

These kiwis landed on the germination and grew a plant of young osmanthus saplings. On each osmanthus sapling, there is a faint sly face.