I’m Really Not A Master Cultivator

Hugging the thigh is very important!

He is obviously wrong now!

The strength of this eight-winged black butterfly doesn't count against that big guy's fart!

The big man opened the Dragon Palace again, and opened the underground palace again.

Where is the eight-winged black butterfly?

Hide here!

In such a comparison, the mixture of eight-winged black butterflies is not normal.

Why!

How miserable!

"Don't worry! At that time, as long as the three-tailed poisonous scorpion and the six-winged golden cicada come out! I will work with them to suppress this big man!"

The eight-winged black butterfly flapped its wings and said with great disdain.

"..."

Jin Zhutian was silent and did not dare to speak.

Three heads do Zhuge Liang?

You think too much!

What people fear most is not knowing themselves!

"Okay, go down! If something happens, I will find you again!"

The eight-winged black butterfly flapped its wings and said coldly.

"Okay, Queen Black Butterfly!" Jin Zhutian said respectfully, although he said that, he was extremely disdainful in his heart.

Jin Zhutian walked out of the temple and sighed in his heart: "Cannon fodder! Ten percent of myself is going to be cannon fodder!"

Poor, weak, and helpless.

Does own destiny be like this?

At this moment, not far away, two figures came.

These two people are Ye Jianxian and Chen An.

Both of them walked out with a smile, and suddenly they found a middle-aged man in a golden robe walking out of the palace.

Isn't this right? The Holy Lord of Sacred Land?

"Holy Lord Lord!"

Chen An and Ye Jianxian both said in unison.

"Holy Lord, we have something important to tell you!"

"If this matter is handled well, it is definitely the fate of our heavenly Sacred Land! But if this matter is handled well, it will be a disaster for us!"

Chen An deliberately sold a pass, looked at Jin Zhutian, and said with a smile on his face.

Heard this.

Jin Zhutian's heart trembled suddenly.

The tremor was particularly severe.

Could it be that the big brother of the world is here?

It seems that the big guy had arrived here soon even if the eight-winged black butterfly came here?

After all, how can there be such a coincidence in this world!

right! It must be so!

Jin Zhutian looked at Chen An, sweating coldly, and asked, "Did some big guys come to us?"

As soon as this remark came out.

Chen An and Ye Jianxian looked at each other, both of them saw the shocked color in each other's eyes!

Yes! Shock!

"Holy Lord, you... how did you know?"

Chen An's eyes widened and looked at Jin Zhutian with an unbelievable expression.

"hiss!"

Upon hearing this, Jin Zhutian took a breath.

really!

That big guy is absolutely nothing! It's really coming!

"Holy Lord, are you very excited? Was it a surprise? Was it a surprise?"

Chen An looked at Jin Zhutian with a smile.

But found that Jin Zhutian showed a smile that was even worse than crying.

"You follow me!" His face became extremely solemn, and he looked at Chen An and Ye Jianxian, and said.

Chen An and Ye Jianxian were stunned when they saw this scene. Immediately, they nodded and followed Jin Zhutian.

Under the leadership of Jin Zhutian.

The three came to a bamboo forest.

Jin Zhutian told Chen An and Ye Jianxian about the matter on the spot.

When Chen An and Ye Jianxian heard this, their faces changed again and again, their mouths opened wide, and they couldn't say anything!

"Holy Lord, in this way, your position is very embarrassing!"

Ye Jianxian said.

"you do not say!"

Jin Zhutian smiled bitterly and said.

"Holy Lord, what should I do then?" Chen An asked.

"You ask me, who am I asking!"

Jin Zhutian smiled bitterly.

"Why don't you visit senior first?"

Ye Jianxian suggested: "Holy Lord, think about it, even if that expert has already achieved all this, he also knows that you may be controlled by the eighth wife!"

"Perhaps, you go to an expert, and an expert can help you!"

"If you don't go, then you will really stand on the opposite side of the expert!"

"With all due respect! That expert Magic power is monstrous, and his strength is definitely far more terrifying than the eight-winged black butterfly!"

Ye Jianxian said slowly.

"I have a question!" At this moment, Chen An asked curiously by his side:

"If that's the case, why did that expert kill this bawl in seconds?"

"You use your brain! It must be the time! Stupid!"

Ye Jianxian glanced at Chen An angrily, and said.

Chen An suddenly realized when he heard this, but he was not angry.

Not only did he suddenly realize it, but even Jin Zhutian suddenly realized it!

"I understand! I understand!"

Jin Zhutian opened his mouth and said, "Senior wants to catch it all in one go! The eight-poor said that she would rescue her friends, the three-tailed poisonous scorpion and the six-winged golden cicada!"

"Presumably senior wants to clean up these three monsters together!"

As he said, Jin Zhutian's eyes flashed brightly.

"High! Really high!"

Chen An sighed.

"Senior, it's really exhaustive!"

Ye Jianxian also sighed. He admired senior to the ground.

"Go! I'm going to visit senior now!"

After Jin Zhutian wanted to understand this, he felt happy.

Take a step and walk forward.

"By the way, Holy Lord, that senior likes to be a mortal!"

Chen An thought of something and said anxiously. Now that the three of them are all on the same boat, they must be careful not to anger the senior.

"understood!"

Jin Zhutian yelled, his figure flashed, and he floated out, disappearing from the sight of Jin Zhutian and Chen An.

...

now.

Mo Fan had prepared the bacon and hung up the bacon.

These bacon is made by Pengrou!

To be honest, Mo Fan was still very much looking forward to the taste of this bacon!

At this moment, not far away, a larger butterfly flew over.

The butterfly was completely dark, as if it had been burned by a black flame.

"What a beautiful butterfly!"

As Mo Fan said, his eyes rolled, The next moment, he took out the brush and drew on the rice paper.

Each stroke is exquisite.

It didn't take long.

There is an extra black butterfly on the painting.

Mo Fan looked at Own's painting with satisfaction, and felt that this place was simply a land of scenery!

It's a pity that Erha is not around!

Qingqing, Long Er is not by his side either.

Why!

Otherwise, while painting, you can still taste the fruits that Ryuer and Qingqing handed over?

I don't know if the black and white impermanence took his words back?

If you bring it back, Qingqing, Long Er and others should come here, right?

In fact, Mo Fan didn't plan to live here all the time.

He just lived for a while to see if he could awaken Houtian Spiritual Roots.

If you can awaken Spiritual Roots, you can cultivate yourself in the future.

If you can't awaken Spiritual Roots, then you can only go back and forget it.

Wash and fall asleep.

That's what Mo Fan planned.

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