Then the purple light on his body instantly condensed a phantom that belonged to him, and rushed into the starry sky where the ruler was.

"boom!"

A web of rules emerges, and the phantom of the heaven is taken in.

And this phantom is the Hongmeng Daoji that belongs to the Dao of Heaven, it only temporarily exists in the dominion, so it has not been integrated with the web of rules.

Tian Dao stared at the master and said, "Thank you fellow Daoist!"

"Ai!"

Ye Fan had no choice but to dominate the spoken language, he couldn't change it!

Tian Dao turned to look at Ye Fan, and said, "Thank you fellow Daoist for reminding me that only then can I understand the second rule of Hongmeng!"

"You are Welcome!"

To say thanks, I have to thank you! Ye Fan said in his heart.

He had checked the statistics on the subsystem before, and the energy reserves now allowed him to break through to the peak of the Na Hongmeng Saint!

However, now that the body cannot return, he can't collect the energy that exists in each world forging temple. Therefore, the breakthrough of the body can only be put aside first.

"Friends of Taoism, how do you feel? Is it better to be a sage of Hongmeng than a sage of chaos?"

Although Tian Dao has not experienced the feeling that a true chaotic saint should experience, he does not necessarily have the chaotic saint.

This is the gap between the Dao of Heaven and the common people, the rules are transformed, and all the laws are returned to the truth!

Tian Dao waved his hand, and the surrounding stars made faint ripples, but it was instantly fixed by the rules of this world.

He was a little embarrassed: "Uh, go to the prehistoric world to try!"

He couldn't go in the current chaos, so he could only go back to Honghuang first, and Honghuang also needed him to change the rules so that the chaos saint put Daoji on him.

"Well, I'll take you there!"

...

In the wild.

The clone of Ye Fan here covered his eyes with a silent expression.

This fellow Wukong actually performed with the Demon God. Although he was clumsy, he seemed to be inseparable from the original event.

Ye Fan looked at the time and vomited: "Today is the Chinese Valentine's Day, not the Shangsi Festival. The third day of March is the festival for couples together. Don't make a mistake, okay!"

That's right, today is the seventh day of July, the Qiao Qiao Festival, and it is the day when young ladies compete to show off their talents, not the so-called Valentine's Day.

At this time, it was night in the picture, the moon was half and half, and Qingxia awakened!

Wukong is fully cooperating with this woman who kills when she doesn't agree.

"Grandma's, I said why she didn't look at the racial body when she accepted disciples. It's only the two soul physiques that can be distinguished!"

With roots in the Wukong clan, he looked up at Qingxia standing on the table with a smile on his face, and said: "I am not Monkey King, nor Supreme Treasure, I am Qin Xianglin!"

"What about you, fairy what is your name?" Wukong asked stupidly.

Qingxia looked cold, and she did not know where to conjure a sword, pulled out the scabbard, and the sharp blade was lying in front of Wukong's throat.

"Qingxia!"

"Fairy Qingxia!" Wukong watched the big red frame beating with the opponent's heart, and said to his heart, it seems that testing the opponent's forbidden magical powers can only be carried out by Qingxia, that Zixia is too abrasive. grumble.

He stared at the font on Qingxia's head, still the Lingyan Demon God, Hongmeng Junior.

But he had a very strange feeling that she might not even know the two roles played by Lingyan Demon God.

Chapter 799 The Monkey with Aesthetic Problems

Wukong waited with two big eyes, staring at Qingxia, who was standing in the moonlight with a sad face.

He didn't understand if this woman had a problem, so he let himself take him away?

Mad, right?

This world is so big, and he can't take it out. If he doesn't kill the opponent, he won't be able to get out of the Divine Light Realm at all!

Unless this woman wanted to kill herself early in the morning.

"Qin Xianglin, you take me away and stay away from that woman forever and ever!"

Qingxia saw Wukong's sluggish expression and thought he was frightened by the news. Wherever he came to think, Wukong didn't have any human aesthetics at all.

A woman who was so bright in the eyes of others was just a walking big red box in Wukong's eyes. What he was thinking of now was not to take this woman away, but to kill this woman.

In the desert of eight hundred miles, Wukong's eyes moved little by little under the cover of Half Moon.

Under the clean cheeks was a white neck, and then Wukong's gaze stopped at Qingxia's left heart.

Qingxia at this moment is still saying to herself:

"We stay away from that woman, find a secluded place on earth, and build our own home. What do you think?"

Seeing Wukong not speaking, Qingxia looked straight at her left chest, and was immediately embarrassed.

"What are you looking at?"

Wukong blinked continuously, his eyes wandering to look at the sand on the ground.

"Qingxia, have you ever thought that you are likely to be alone with your sister?"

"I know that Zixia and I were twins, but they were born at odds with each other. This time the fight was made by the Buddha to become the wick in the sun and moon magic lamp, leading to one twin soul now!"

She looked at Wukong, and said affectionately: "As long as this bright moon hangs in the sky, then Zixia won't appear!"

"Are you willing to keep this bright moon in the sky for me forever?"

Qing Xia raised her head and stared at the moon above the moon, and she was speechless for a while, good guys, you guys are really hard to serve.

Although chasing the star to take the moon is completely trivial to him, but you have to know that you are a demon god?

What am I talking nonsense with you?

Wukong took advantage of Qing Xia's effort to raise her head, the supreme mana burst out, the Dinghai Shen Needle appeared in an instant, and directly pierced Qing Xia to the heart!

A muffled hum came out, Qing Xia slowly lowered her head, looking at Wukong with a vague expression, her eyes filled with endless sadness: "Man, there really isn't a good thing!"