I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

"The Yaozu world, come here to welcome Young Master Jiang and His Royal Highness Mo Li."

In the void, an empty voice rang away.

At almost the same time, everyone looked at Jiang Lin and Mo Li.

Especially those who looked at Jiang Lin had an unbelievable look.

Why!

Why does Yaozu want this flower picking thief?

Although this flower picking thief is handsome and strong, is it necessary to rob him like this?

Oh! Understood!

In fact, their purpose is Girl Mo Li, in order to confuse their eyes and ears, they simply grabbed Jiang Lin together!

That's right! It must be like this!

Perhaps it was because Wudie had given Mo Li a vaccination a long time ago, so Mo Li didn't seem to be surprised by what Yao Clan said, and even Mo Li didn't seem to care that he was the target of the Yao Clan. His eyes were only on Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin was dumbfounded...

He is really dumbfounded.

Although Wudie is very greedy for her body (it can help the monsters gather kendo luck), but Jiang Lin feels that she is not unique.

No matter which world or small world it is, no one will be an indispensable existence. For the Yaozu world, sooner or later there will be a kendo co-master, it is just a matter of time.

Moreover, Jiang Lin always thought that his conversation with Wudie that night was a private conversation.

Unexpectedly, now the monster clan world is spreading? Is this inevitable for oneself?

Jiang Lin had an inexplicable feeling in his heart that he was very popular, as if he was very powerful...

Even Jiang Lin felt that there was an inexplicable little pride in his heart:

[Brother is really the protagonist, and even the demon clan world wants to grab himself. 】

However, what Jiang Lin didn't know was that in many people's minds, he was already regarded as an accessory.

"I'm sorry, I don't like moving nests very much, so I will trouble you all to go for nothing."

Facing the dark sky full of monsters, Jiang Lin said calmly, his sword aura still unabated.

Looking at Jiang Lin, who was guarding Sister Lin and Sister Chen Jia, Mo Li also walked to Jiang Lin's side: "Mo Li will not leave!"

In the void, an old voice still calmly said, "Perhaps this time Gongzi Jiang and His Highness Mo Li can't be helped."

Yuluo, in the void, a huge tongue appeared, and that huge tongue swept towards Jiang Lin and Mo Li.

It's a bit like a toad's tongue. Although it looks disgusting, it seems to be very flexible!

"Huh! Old Toad, if the old man doesn't speak, you really think that Molu is dead?"

With a cold drink, Mo Luguan held the black long sword Mochi in his hand, and cut down with a single sword, slicing the huge tongue into two pieces.

"A mere faction feels that my Ethereal Sect will come across continents to let go! Is it when my Ethereal Sect is really unmanned? I want you to have the demon race in the world!"

Molu tube reversed the sword's edge and handed out a sword again!

The black sword aura has evolved into a sword intent, like the endless black pool of water swept into the sky, it was originally the afternoon sun, just because of this sword, the sky was a bit dim, and everyone seemed to be in a landscape painting. !

Molu managed this sword to destroy the void in the sky, leaving these monster monks dead without a place to bury their bodies!

But just as the huge sea-like ink pond rushed into the void, before the void, a huge butterfly flew into the landscape painting.

This huge butterfly has a total of six pairs of wings, a total of twelve wings, except that the butterfly body is in ink and white, each of the other wings is different in color, and each wing has a tassel pattern.

The fringe pattern extends from the tip to the tail of the butterfly wing, and each fringe curve undulates, superimposed on each other, as if there is an extremely beautiful eye in the center of the butterfly wing.

The twelve-day-eye butterfly, hence the name!

The flickering of the butterfly wings dissolved the Mochi sword qi into the air, the sky was bright again, and the demon people of mountains and rivers gradually returned to their proper colors.

The cocoon was wrapped in silk, and when the twelve days-eyes of silk were wrapped and scattered like silk, a stunning plump woman stood in the air.

A long skirt is flirty with the wind, and the corners of his mouth are smiling, but it gives people a sense of infiltration.

The plump woman looked at Mo Li, who was tightly guarded by Jiang Lin, and then glanced at Jiang Lin.

Like a major enemy, Lin Qingwan and Chen Jia both guarded Jiang Lin.

In Haoran, the monks who had seen dancing butterflies on the Lantern Festival were so shocked that they couldn't speak.

No one would have thought that the woman on the River Heart Flower Boat that night turned out to be a member of the Yao Clan, and she was also a twelve-eye butterfly!

"Fairyland!"

Molu's mind was condensed, he did not expect that there would be a fairyland twelve-day-eye butterfly in his ethereal city!

"Snatch it over."

The dancing butterfly in the air looked directly at Jiang Lin and said with a smile, the voice spread, but it seemed to be talking to him only, he was the only one in his eyes.

As soon as the words of the dancing butterfly fell, thousands of monster races swooped down, bloodthirsty in their eyes!

"A disciple of the Orchid Sect! Come forward to meet the enemy!"

"Where is the Wufu of Gandi Boxing Sect!"

"The monks of the Longmen Sect's Dongfu Realm followed my ancestors to kill demons!"

"Kidney deficiency of Huanxi Sect, you are blocking Lao Tzu's way!"

"Sword Sect disciple listen to the order! Feijian Liqiao!"

In just a moment, the elders of the various sects and their disciples stepped forward to meet the enemy without the slightest retreat.

For all the monks, the other party has invaded their doorsteps. If they retreat at this time, what is the face of Wutong Prefecture? How to gain a foothold on the nine continents in the future?

Some elders are even more excited about the invasion of the monster race!

Where can I sharpen people the most?

It's nothing more than a battlefield!

But for the monks in the world, the most is nothing more than grievances and grievances between the sects, and **** battles like this kind of dignity of the monks in the world are rare!

What's more, because of the extremely long distance transmission across the two worlds, the opponent can only transmit monks in the Yupu realm at most, and the number is extremely limited!

In addition to the home game, Wutong Zhou Tiandaoqi finally favors my monks in the world!

This is an impossible battle to lose!

Even some elders deliberately slackened their protection, just to make their disciples more tempered!

Although it is inevitable that there will be some casualties, the road to immortality is not smooth sailing...

Various spells and sword aura arrays are scattered in the air~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The Wutong Sword Sect is led by an elder, and forms a sword formation in one breath. Everyone cooperates very well, and every sword is a slash. Falling into the five monsters.

Similarly, Suppose Hail Sect was led by a senior sister, scallops, and fish swimming in the air with Yin-Yang method, which turned out to be a small change.

The Buddhist monk headed by Jingming, the sound of the scriptures continued, and the golden lotuses floated open and landed on the monk.

The Wufus of Gandi Boxing Sect specialize in choosing huge monsters to fight with each other. It is a man's romance to fist to the flesh.

Wutong Prefecture wanted to use this to sharpen its own monks, but the world of the demon race, why not?

They didn't want to take all the monsters back. Among thousands of monsters, one out of ten is good.

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[It feels a little bit less...see if you can try to try three shifts a day in the future... Maybe someday the salted fish can evolve into the four more beasts~~~ um~~~ maybe~~~]