All Heaven and Worlds Bookstore System

Yang Jian's face became ugly, very, very ugly.

He was mad by the magic gift of life, the four heavenly kings, in his eyes, are actually not on the stage.

Even though there are four of them, Yang Jian is sure that he can defeat all four of them.

But now a Mo Lishou's tone was crazy, saying that he wanted to let him know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. This kind of words heard in Yang Jian's ears, which hurts his self-esteem.

Once upon a time, he, the Manifestation of True Monarch, who was respected in the Taiyi Realm of Heaven, reached the point where everyone looked down upon him.

Yuan Hong just now was the same. Yang Jian's face was not as important as listening to the song.

His face turned gloomy, and Yang Jian gritted his teeth. Today, he must teach this **** Mo Lishou a lesson to let him know where the gap is.

With a swing of the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, Yang Jian said coldly: "Don't say that the true monarch doesn't give you a chance, let's do it first!"

In the bookstore, Yang Xiao watched the show happily, and Yang Jian was irritated, haha.

But, maybe he might not be able to beat Mo Lishou.

Of course he could have fought before, but now he is facing the magic longevity who has understood the eighth accent of the dragon.

"Oh, I really think I'm great, do you think I'm still the same old scum?"

Looked at Yang Jian contemptuously. Since this guy is looking for a pick, let's give him some color.

I couldn't get used to this kind of self-proclaimed look every day, no one in the eyes, other gods live in the heavens, and he ran to the river with a group of people.

Really think that you are a strong Da Luo, a hidden world immortal?

Still thought that the Jade Emperor couldn't help him, the Jade Emperor just didn't want to care about him.

Cursing his lips, Mo Lishou didn't want to be hypocritical and polite. Yang Jian wanted to find something to satisfy him.

"If you don't have a good face, then the king can take action. The king doesn't bully you, and lets you win with both hands and feet with just one mouth."

Mo Lishou spoke arrogantly, thinking about it for a moment, and had already figured out what to sing.

And his words made Yang Jian more angry, his face gloomy and terrifying.

"A greedy pig, standing in front of me, hum, he wants to eat pig feed. If there is no pig feed, let it go. It is very unhappy, hum."

"A greedy pig wants to eat Chinese cabbage, feeds Chinese cabbage, shakes his head and tails, eats Chinese cabbage, but also thinks of Chinese cabbage, and lay down with a kick and hum."

Mo Lishou ignored Yang Jian and sang a song full of passion.

As he spoke his first word, behind him, a pig shadow appeared, following his song, doing different actions.

Mo Lishou himself danced with it, as the most beautiful cub in the crowd.

Ren Yangjian wanted to break his head, but he couldn't think of Mo Lishou's attack in this way. After a while, he finally reacted, only to realize that his body could not suppress the impulse, and couldn't help but want to twist along.

"Damn it, what is this?"

Yang Jian gritted his teeth to support himself, this **** Mo Lishou, wouldn't it be embarrassing for everyone to do this kind of action?

He didn't know that Mo Lishou not only didn't feel ashamed, but was happy in it.

Because for Mo Lishou, this is a way of cultivation. After each song, his cultivation level will be improved.

Originally, Yuanshen was trapped in the Conferred God List. Without Yuan Shi’s consent, his cultivation level could not be improved at all, but Tianlong Eighth Accent gave him this opportunity, so he didn't care about the face.

Moreover, this method of ascension 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. Why not use it? The extra time is not good.

Yang Jian's self-esteem was very strong. He gritted his teeth and resisted stubbornly, unwilling to do such embarrassing actions with Mo Lishou.

Let alone Yang Jian, just change to a normal person, especially when Heavenly Court is not very open-minded at this stage, and he doesn't want to dance this kind of dance.

Yang Jian was able to resist, but many of the gods who followed to watch the excitement couldn't hold it, and his body didn't need to take the initiative.

Except for some people who have been tossed by Mo Lishou, other people don't know that Mo Lishou's songs will be so powerful.

In just a few moments, there were as many as dozens of gods writhing with Mo Lishou.

All the immortals moved to their heart's content, while following Mo Lishou's song, the corners of their mouths hummed rhythmically.

Moreover, the number of people has been rising, but due to the voice of Mo Lishou, almost all of them have fallen.

There were so many people who came to listen to Mo Liqing's singing, and the scene was instantly out of control.

"A greedy pig, standing in front of me, hum, he wants to eat pig feed. If there is no pig feed, let it go. It is very unhappy, hum."

"A gluttonous pig wants to eat..."

The singing was wafting, all the immortals hid and forgot everything.

Yang Jian supported it for a long time, but finally sank in and joined the dancing army.

The blue sky and white clouds, the sun is shining brightly, these famous gods in the eyes of the world, dancing neatly and uniformly in the eyes of the world, the scene is very spectacular.

Inside the Jade Lake, the Jade Emperor slapped his forehead, covering his face, I have no face to see people!

The queen mother beside her couldn't help but giggled. It was so interesting. This Molishou was no worse than his brother.

Although the songs he sang are not as touching as his brother, they are also interesting, such as making people happy and relaxing.

Looking at the dancing bodies of the immortals, you can see how happy they are at this time.

In Gouchen's mansion, the teacup in his hand fell to the ground, the corners of his mouth twitched, and the next moment he held his belly and laughed wildly.

It’s been a long time since I was so happy. If he is a great emperor, do you want to change and participate?

Shocked by this bold idea of ​​his own, Gou Chen felt angrily and touched his nose. Forget it, let's not lose that person.

Those guys would definitely recognize his changing appearance, and they would have to make fun of him.

In the palace of Touzi, the young man was twirling his beard, his eyes were full of joy, and the expressions on the faces of the immortals seemed to be very exciting.

"Do you want to join in?"

After walking back and forth several times, Taishang Laojun gritted his teeth, no matter what, the way is natural and he can do whatever he wants, but he can't be recognized casually.

When he ran out of the Palace of Dousie, the old man of the Supreme Emperor changed his figure on the way and became the avatar of Yuanshi, the Great Emperor Changsheng of Antarctica.

Yaochi was looking at the Jade Emperor here with his divine sense, and when he was considering whether to stop it, he suddenly found a familiar figure.

"I……"

The expression on his face froze, and the Jade Emperor almost cursed.

Lao Jun, you are a sage clone anyway, run to join in the fun, don't think that you will not recognize you if you become a sage of Yuanshi, don't you be afraid of flashing your waist with old arms and legs?

The queen mother nearby also noticed the old gentleman who had sneaked in, and smiled directly on the table, and couldn't bear it.

Gouchen Mansion, the Great Emperor Gouchen also noticed the Grand Master who joined in, and his eyes suddenly showed light.

While he was still a little embarrassed, the avatar of the saint had already ran to join him. Could this be the reason for the sanctification?

The more he thought about it, the more reasonable Gouchen the Great, ran out of Gouchen's Mansion, changed into the appearance of the Ziwei Great, and rushed over excitedly.

"Brother, you are too much, what are you doing in my appearance."

Shenxiao Yuqing Mansion, Yuanshi avatar, Antarctic Emperor Changsheng, his face black as the bottom of a pot.