Chapter 1372 Gods Stick (2)

Ye Qingyi really believes that at this time, no one here will cultivate aura.

These four weeks, the rich aura they are ignorant, but it is a little bit of aura with a little aura...

When Ye Qingyi returned to the fairy pavilion, she saw the emperor looking at her as she was eager.

"Imperial, that fairy dew..."

I thought that I would use the emperor in the future. Ye Qingyi was very refreshing and threw the water bag with the remaining point to the emperor.

The emperor was astonished in an instant, leaning his head and pouring a few drops of Xianlu into the entrance. The drink was a satisfying one.

"The fairy devil's gift of Xianlu really has an amazing effect. When you drink a bite, you will feel transparent." The emperor returned the water bag, his face was ruddy and full of vitality.

Ye Qingqi, "..."

Is this really not a psychological effect?

Although there is a little aura in the water, it has the effect of nourishing the body, but... this aura, Ye Qingyi, the warrior of the world, can't really be one thing.

The fairy pavilion was built, and it was fortunate that the people of Xianlu were robbed, and the effect of the fairy dew was blown.

If you don’t blow it, you can get back to life.

If you are not robbed, you will be distressed, and you will receive a tribute every day. You will go to the outside of the celestial court to offer it.

Ye Qing felt that he had become a **** stick.

But have to say...

Compared with the urgency of the camp in the Shadow Temple.

in this world……

She is simply God!

The fact that there was a fairy mission in the Yuan Dynasty quickly spread the entire continent.

Ye Qingyu did not wait until the **** of Vientiane gave the next task, wondering if he really despised the world, and now even the task is too lazy.

However, Ye Qing is too lazy to manage this pit god. In the month of Yuan Guo, through the aura of the world, Ye Qingyi’s strength can be said to be leaps and bounds, directly rushing to the five heavens of Tai Xuan Zun.

With the improvement of the realm, the speed of her cultivation has become slower and slower. It has been a few days in a row, only a little bit of movement.

Wuzhongtian and Liuzhongtian are a watershed, and the required aura is multiplied.

Just as Ye Qingyu figured out how to continue to maintain the speed of improvement, the **** of Vientiane finally opened his mouth.

"The third mission."

"Hmm?" Ye Qingyan raised his eyes.

"Get the worship of everyone in this continent."

"..." Ye Qing swears the amazing God of Vientiane. Does he dare to pull it a little more?

According to the inertia of his mission, then, is he asking her to win the worship of everyone in the world?

What is he going to do?

In the future, Ye Qingyi also had to ask the **** of Vientiane to make a demon, but the emperor suddenly sent a dragon seven tricks.

"After seeing the immortal, after three days of teaching, the dragon court invited the sects to take power on the floating island. The emperor asked his subordinates to come and ask the immortals. Can you be interested?"

Long Ting?

Ye Qingyi heard this name, but it is no stranger to come to this world in January, she probably also understands the situation of the world.

The Long Ting Teach is a whole piece of land on the mainland. It cultivates the land of the immortals. Its members are spread throughout the continent. It is the royal family and the emperor in many countries. They are all believers in the Long Ting.

In the rumor, there is a fairy in the Long Tingjiao who is in charge of the middle and upper reaches of the church. Every year, he will choose an election.

(End of this chapter)