The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

I didn't think of my own martial art flying boat. I always felt that such a huge flying boat with complete facilities inside was very proud.However, compared with the exquisite and luxurious Crystal Palace, it suddenly looked very simple.

Mo Tianluo smiled and invited Master to come in. The big tiger froze for a moment and quickly followed.

Xuanji wanted to keep up, but was stopped by Mo Tiankuo: "Uncle Shi, there is still a disciple on the flying boat. Someone has to take care of it?"

Looking back at the other disciples on the flying boat, Xuan Ji's complexion grew darker.

"Uncle Second, let's go." Some rough voices came from behind, Xuanji turned his head, and he saw Mo Xiong, who was round and round, waving at him.

If Bai Luo couldn't go, he gave Mo Xiong the token.Mo Xiong likes to run everywhere and agrees.However, Xuanji did not want to go with Mo Xiong at all.

"Uncle Second, what is that Crystal Palace?"

"Uncle Second, is there a magic bee over there at the magic palace? I heard that magic honey is particularly delicious!"

"Uncle 2..."

Xuanji clasped the twine in his hand and looked at Mo Xiong's thick lips. He was stupid and still talkative. He really wanted to tie up his big mouth.

Yun Kite was sitting on the bow of the boat, looking at the crystal palace flying in front. With her eyes, she could clearly see the situation inside.The big tiger is lying in the hall on the first floor, because the floor is transparent, a little afraid, shrinking on the carpet and not dare to move.Qingtong leaned on the soft couch, barefoot, and buried his feet in the tiger hair.

Mo Tianluo boiled tea and came over and said something in Qingtong's ear. Then, Qingtong raised his hand and waved, the walls of the Crystal Palace became jade white, and no trace of it could be seen.

Such a beautiful crystal palace, can go in and stay for one night, and it is worthwhile in this life.Yunxuan looked at Yunsong around him: "Brother, did you tell the real man Tianlang what the Sect Master asked you to mention?"

Yun Song glanced at her sister: "Naturally it was mentioned."

"What did he say?" Yun Xuan stared at his brother with glaring eyes. The Sect Master asked Yun Song to find a way this time, and then mentioned the matter of marrying Yun Xing to Qing Tong.

It's just that Yun Kuang didn't know that the Sect Master Qingyun said, even if Qingtong couldn't do it, mystery would do, and if it didn't work, he would marry Tian Lang.

"He said that Qingtong already had a sweetheart," Yunsong took out the wine gourd around his waist and took a sip. "If you are in a hurry to marry someone, marry him."

Yun Kuang heard the words, immediately flushed, and slapped off the railing on the deck: "It's too deceiving!"

Tian Lang's bearded old man, still want to marry her?

"I told you a long time ago that every good thing of Wo Yunzong, you don't believe it." Yun Song added a fire at the right time. This sister, who maintains cleanliness everywhere, makes it difficult for him to do it, turning her around now. At that time, if it is in the match between the magic palace and Wo Yunzong, it will not drag him.

On the other side, Liu Yunzong's boat.

Because only Liubi has an elder, few people come to talk to her.Only her own disciples were with her.

"Master, the previous patriarch asked you to ask Qingtong what the real person had hurt Master Ding. Why didn't you ask?" The disciple was very worried. Dinghu had been unconscious and the patriarch could not save him.If he has not been awake, Liu Yunzong will lose a master refiner, which is a great loss.

"Stupid boy," Rebecca covered her mouth, "How does Venerable Heaven compare with Dinghu?"

"Naturally, it's a better way to cultivate Heavenly Venerable." The disciple said without hesitation.

In fact, no one has surpassed the ability of Tiantian.Ding Hu is regarded as a master of refining. He was also called a genius when he was young, but he was not an ordinary refiner at all.That day Ma Xingkong's ideas, eclectic refinery methods, can always make something incredible.That person can be said that it is not only a master of refining, but a true pinnacle, a holy refiner.

"I'm afraid that I won't be able to find a handy Lingbao this time when I go to the Heavenly Devil Palace?" Liu Bi's slightly sharp smiles became a meniscus.

The disciple was stunned, and Mao Zedong paused.They were dying Dinghu, not just looking forward to the day when he was in a good mood to build a good spiritual weapon for himself.

For most monks, a spiritual weapon is enough for a lifetime.

It is pure money to have three spirits at the same time, like Venerable Landlord.

Mo Tianluo stood on the top floor of the Crystal Palace, looked at the mountains and rivers below, and was about to arrive at the Demon Palace.

It was built by him in one hand, from a poor one-for-two white refining master to a magical deity supreme, and that place, from a humble refining room, became a huge palace.For Mo Tiankuo, there is the real home.

The clothes pendulum was gently ripped, and Mo Tiankuo turned back to see Qingtong on the rocking chair bare feet, hooking his clothes with his toes.The pale pink and round toes showed a touch of pink, and he wobbled around his clothes like a lame.

Mo Tiankuo smiled slightly and reached out to pinch the foot: "What's wrong?"

"Humph!" Qingtong retracted his foot and ignored him.

"Master has called you twice." Meng Hu squatting on the side eating meat raised his head, and then bowed his head to continue eating.

Mo Tianluo pursed his lips with a chuckle, walked over to sit down next to him, and took a slender hand to play: "I'm thinking, if we go home later, should we take a shower or sleep first."

"Eat cold spring fish." Qing Tong said, pulling his hand away and staring.

"Cold Spring Fish, I don't know if I'm still alive." Mo Tiankuo sighed. The Cold Spring Fish is extremely difficult to feed. To get good cold spring water, there must be no trace of dirt.

The ice spring in the magic palace has been left unattended for so many years. Those precious little fish are afraid of being fierce.

"Go home?" Meng Hu moved his ear. "Master, what home?"

Qingtong glanced at the stupid apprentice and ignored him.

"It's Master and my family. This time I will take my brother to see it." Mo Tiankuo was very generous and raised his hand to rub Meng Hu's head.

"How many times have you said, don't touch my head!"

All the way to the Calvary Demon Palace calmly, the people of the ten magic gates had already gathered in front of the door.

The Forged Demon Palace stands in a large group of connected mountains.Most of the springs in the mountains are hot springs because of the burning fire in the mountains. Now it is midwinter. The hot springs meet the cold wind, and they are transpired into mountains and surrounded by mountains.

Looking down in the air, you can see the damaged mountains and collapsed houses, which have already dried up into black blood stains.At that time, some people had closed the large mountain array in the interior, but they did not know that there were countless small arrays under the large array, and that the large mountain array of forging was too complicated and huge. Even if it collapsed, the countless monks were still killed in other places.

Blood flowed into a river, staining a hill.

The disciples of the Three Great Sects stood in the air and looked at the situation below.

In the past three hundred years, in order to prevent too many deaths and injuries, the three major sect gates and the ten major demons have joined forces to create a border.This time I came because Ding Ziyu of Liu Yunzong said that he had cracked the mountain protection array and drew a map of the magic palace.However, Ding Ziyu is already dead. If there is a problem with the map he gave, everyone will have no reason to go.

However, the path of cultivation, going against the sky, who can cultivate Jin Dan to cultivate his behavior, his heart will not be weak, and no one will give up his resignation because of this danger.

The flying boat landed, and the demons had arrived.

Because the enchantment was created jointly, all elders of the martial arts must work together to open it. This is also to prevent one of them from sneaking in to find treasure.

The people of the Magic Gate are wearing a little darker, which is a lot more casual than the right way.The righteous man combs the hair bun and the woman wears a hairpin and tidy it up.There is no uniform dressing for the Magic Gate, and some of them are disheveled and naked.

Mo Tianluo put on a cloak, covered his eyebrows, and followed him.

Devil Dao has always been controlled by several Demon Vendors. These Demon Gates are attached to Demon Venerables, each with its own forces.Most of those present today will also give him a tribute. Those who know him are not in the minority, and naturally cannot easily show up.Looking around, he didn't see a Mozun's confidant, he could not help hooking his lips.

The rabbit is dead and sad, and it hurts its kind.Several Mozun have a tacit understanding of the immovable home, but just shot to divide his power, it is benevolent.Of course, it is also possible that those guys understand the nature of Jian Tian, ​​and feel that the things in his magic palace are definitely pits, and they will not be used. They simply don’t waste this strength.