The Divine Martial Stars

Li Mu's scalp was numb.

As if he had been subjected to the body-fixing technique, he was directly placed in the void, and he could not do anything except that the eyeballs could be slightly rotated.

"Master, you are finally here, hehe..."

The pear flower that the **** of the cloud is crying rushes over with the rain.

This proud girl is about to collapse.

In the void, a beautiful woman wearing a palace dress and a white gauze mask appears.

She is full of scent, her figure is like a illusion, and there is a flash of light in the back of her head. One layer, one circle, even the light and space around her body seem to be distorted, as if The same as the supreme creatures of another higher-level world.

"Hey, crazy girl, you are very proud, this time you ate a big loss, for you, why not a hone."

Beautiful mysterious woman opens her mouth.

"Master, I..." Yunguang Shengqi bowed her head and said, "Master, I am sorry, I let you down."

"On the calm lake, you will never be able to cultivate excellent sailors. The smooth sailing life will never make you a real strongman. Li Mu is your sharpening stone. This is a bad thing for you. Don't you still cry?"

The tone of the woman’s voice is getting stricter.

In front of this beautiful woman, Yunguang's saint was quite awed and immediately wiped her tears away.

"Master, have you arrived long ago?" she asked cautiously.

Xianqimeifu said: "I want to observe in secret, see how you react in adversity, whether you can adjust in time, reverse the situation, but unfortunately, your performance makes me very disappointed... You still remember the days of my cloud department Regulation?"

She has already received a distress signal from her disciples.

With her cultivation as a supernatural power, as long as the approximate coordinates are determined, and several thoughts can be rushed, how can it really come late? It’s just that it’s always not seen, secretly observing, taking this opportunity to sharpen your disciples.

For a long time, Yunguang Shengde has been too smooth in the cloud department, without encountering setbacks. It is extremely unfavorable to practice in the martial arts, and it is extremely unfavorable. There should be a disaster, and it will be broken and rebuilt to reinforce the heart.

The beautiful woman is also painstaking.

As soon as the Yunguang Holy Lady heard it, she immediately knew which one Master was talking about.

Her face changed.

"Where my female disciple is seen by a man, touch the innocent body, if you can't kill it, otherwise... Master, no matter what, I will never marry this despicable mortal, Master, let I killed him."

Yunguang Shengde is absolutely authentic.

Fairy and beautiful woman said: "Can you think clearly?"

Yunguang Shengqi is simply gnashing his teeth and said: "I can't wait to smash him into corpses, to swallow his flesh, to drink his blood, to cramp his skin... Master, you don't know, this kind of scorpion, how mean and shameless."

Xianqimei nodded and was very pleased: "Well, yes, a low-lying mortal is indeed not worthy of you. You are a nine-day goddess, and the future heaven is rebuilt. You are the queen's choice. How can you fall for yourself?" Very good, you made a very sensible choice."

The Yunguang Holy Lady heard a big speech and said: "Thank you Master."

Fairy beauty raised her hand.

In front of her, she showed a sinister sword of sinister rust, but it contained a big suffocating, mottled red mark, which was the blood of the sacred demon, as if the demon **** who died under the sword could be heard. The ghost is whispering in general.

The temperature between the heavens and the earth suddenly dropped by several tens of degrees.

"The long sword is called [诛神]. In the same year, the execution sword of the heavenly court, killing countless terrible existences, and dying under the sword, there are demon gods, some immortals, and there are also protoss... this sword is arrogant and can break the world. For the strongest body, you will use this sword to slap the head of this mortal and wash your shame."

Fairy and beautiful woman.

The fairy sword flew into the hands of the Yunguang saint.

"Thank you, Master."

The cloud light saint is overjoyed.

She held the sword, her face turned and turned, and turned to walk toward Li Mu, who was fixed in the air.

"Despicable mortals, you will still die in my hands after all."

She is very proud, deliberately approaching slowly. In this way, she wants to give Li Mu psychological pressure and destroy Li Mu's spiritual will.

Li Mu is also anxious.

This **** is too unfair, it is simply being **** and playing.

If you die like this, you can call it the most ruthless death in history.

"You didn't think of it. This is the fate of your mortal destiny. It is a delusion to want to resist the **** who rules everything."

The Cloud Light Saints came to the front.

The sword in her hand points to Li Mu's heart, throat, eyes, eyebrows... Deliberately changing position, smiles slyly: "I want to stab your eyes first, or pierce your heart first, huh, As long as you ask me, I can give you a happy..."

This is a spiritual torture.

Li Mu’s internal strength is running wildly, but it does not play any role.

He is imprisoned by the power of the law.

It is a kind of supernatural power that is higher than a few big realms. It is not that his current cultivation can resist, just as the breeze wants to blow to Mount Tai, it is impossible.

"Hey, don't you do this, I will write a line of words on your face, and write 'despicable kind of Li Mu', how?" Yunguang Shengsi thought is very vicious, the sword tip stabbed on Li Mu's face, deliberate In this way, to humiliate Li Mu.

The fairy virgin in the distance did not mean to stop.

She knows that in this way, the disciples will repair the heart that was destroyed by Li Mu and restore their self-confidence. Although Li Mu was settled by her, she is, in her opinion, an insignificant ant, even if Stronger, but only a mortal, dead when he dies.

What's more, it's best to be able to die for the gods.

The immortal beauty moved in the heart and released some control over Li Mu.

Li Mu instantly discovered that he could speak.

"Hey, there is a kind of fight with me alone. With the power of the older generation, even if you kill me, you will always be a loser..."

Li Mu broke his mouth and shouted.

Damn, there is no way, I have to use this radical method to gamble.

I hope that the Sunshine Lady will be mad at the previous events and will lose her sense of reason.

"Oh, the one who died is the loser, and the one who lives is always the winner." Yunguang Shengqi sneered up: "There are many ways to win, and I use one of them. Now, you are humble. What kind of genus should understand what is called the underlying and the power, and what is called low and humble?"

Lying in the trough, not even fooled.

Li Mu is a bit dumbfounded.

This woman has a brain?

Is it really necessary to plant today?

"You are a predecessor of the heavenly gods, so you don't care about the feathers, and you deal with a younger generation. Isn't it scary to laugh?"

Li Mu turned to ridicule the fairy woman.

Try another object.

The dead horse is regarded as a living horse doctor.

Fairy Beauty smiled faintly, no smoke and anger, said: "There are no other people here, who is ridiculous? What's more, you are in the eyes of this palace, not as good as a bug, but also with the self-proclaimed palace. Seniors?"

Damn, this old thing.

Li Mu has nothing to do.

"Ha ha ha, give up, small cockroaches, today, you are dead." Yunguang saint laughed, the sword tip stabbed toward Li Mu's eyes, said: "I decided, or first hedge your eyes Let's go."

The tip of the sword stabbed Li's eyes.

Ding!

The sound of metal crosses sounds.

A tip of the sword broke directly.

"what?"

A glimpse of the virgin of the cloud, thinking that she had an illusion, blinking one hand and then slamming.

Ding!

The execution sword [诛神] was broken again.

This time she is definitely not an illusion.

She was shocked and looked back at her master.

Fairy Beauty is shocked by the Yunguang Saints.

Eyeballs are broken [诛神] sword?

How can it be.

She vaguely understood what she had, and her face changed: "Yun, retreat."

The Yunguang sacred woman also reacted extremely quickly, holding the broken scorpion sword in her hand, and she retreated to her own master's side.

"Which high-ranking person is secretly assisting this mortal? You may wish to show up at the sight of it and confirm it with this palace." The scent of the beautiful woman and the gods open the field and watch the road around with vigilance.

A lazy voice with a wretched voice -

"The nose worm that was crying and crying behind the cloud in the past, turned out to be the head of the cloud department, cloud did not think that the old guy, is it already hanging?"

A shadow, worn behind Li Mu.

Although Li Mu couldn't move, he almost jumped up.

This voice, too special, is not the old **** stick?

Long-awaited, I still hold half a face.

This old boy is finally here, don't you fix your hand?

"You..." The sultry woman looked at the phantom behind Li Mu. After a slight glimpse, she immediately thought of something, and her face changed a lot, the color of taboo and awe, and she appeared on her face, saying: "You It’s that...fish...you...is it a fish predecessor?”

The speech is stuttering.

"Hey, do you still recognize me?"

The shadow of the old **** stick.

At this time, Xianmei’s beautiful woman has already changed her mind. All her pride and superiority have completely converged. Just like the chickens of the old hen, they are saluting in a proper manner, saying: “The fish seniors used to be... How dare you forget the younger generation. I have seen the predecessors of the fish."

"Since I still remember me, how dare I force my descendants?" The old fishy tone turned to the ground.

"This..." The scent of the beautiful woman changed her face again, and her eyes were full of jealous colors.

She thought about a series of thoughts in her mind and quickly explained: "The younger generations really don't know, because they saw the bullies being bullied, so they were angry and didn't take into account so much. They also asked the predecessors of the fish, the predecessors, the gods. It is not because of this that he will be convicted of the younger generation and so on."

"Hey, little girl, since you know me, you should know that my old man is not a few words, you can stand it, hey, play with me, it’s all the time that your master played the rest." Your master is called Dad by my old man, what about you?"

The old **** stick is not good, and its wretchedness.

The face of the fairy temperament suddenly became as ugly as eating a shit.

It is because she knows what this virtual shadow represents in front of her, so she knows how terrible this person is. The big trouble of the Tiangong, the heavenly court of that year, was almost beaten by him. Six, each vein He, the gods, the palaces, the Tianhe, etc., were all beaten by him.

This person is simply a taboo in heaven.

After so many years, I did not expect that he was still alive, not that he had already... What should he do now?

"Before...predecessors, this thing, I am wrong. The younger generation is willing to accept the punishment." Xianqimei woman bowed her head and humiliated.

"Master?"

The Yunguang Saints are difficult to understand, and they look at the masters who are as majestic and noble as their own masters. They are completely paralyzed.

Old gods said: "Hey, don't let go of my descendants?"

Xianqimei woman quickly removed the magical powers.

Li Mu suddenly can be active.

He looked back, the shadow of the old **** stick, suspended behind him, the wretched and unreliable face, suddenly had a majesty that had never been seen before, it looked extremely weird, I don’t know if it was himself. Psychological factors.

"Hey, my old man, I don't care for myself. So, I am passing by people, just missing a burning fire steamed buns. You are a good apprentice, so it's hard to stay with my descendants."

The old **** stick touched his chin.

what?

Li Mu is a bit awkward.

This means... is it to let the Yunguang saint be a maid?

The idea of ​​the old **** stick is really... wretched enough.