From the Bird - Chapter 737

Li Yan kept watching with cold eyes. He also had his own estimation in his heart when he witnessed the scene of Yan Gongli fighting the demons.

The two demons of the sky, the eyes and the ears are all crimson threats, and their strength should not be much different from their own. Tyrannical like King Yayoi, Golden Swallowing Devil Toad, the threatening light on his body is so strong that it is difficult to distinguish between red and black, and it is estimated to be at the level of quasi-liuji, comparable to Danniang.

But against Li Jiang, even if they attacked in groups, they might not last long. If you want to escape from birth, it is precisely the opportunity you can’t miss, and the time will never come.

He deliberately urged St. Watson, but as soon as he looked down and saw this old drunkard who had been full of bad words since the first meeting, he didn’t have the nerve to interrupt him.

Saint Watson’s left hand was pressed on the crystal wall, his eyebrows were furrowed, and the sweat flowed down his cheeks into the collar. After a while, a surprising scene happened when his left hand was actually submerged in the crystal wall.

“I will name the living creatures I captured because these named samples still have mysteries that I can’t solve. Take Caesar, he can not only send living creatures, but in principle, he can parasite, well, Everything…”

St. Watson’s speech became more and more difficult, and finally, with a wave of ripples, his body was ejected far away, and on the colorful crystal wall, a young facial features similar to St. Watson appeared. He seemed to have just woken up and yawned.

“Open the door! Baby!”

St. Watson called out. The facial features listened to St. Watson’s words, and then they twisted until they broke a hole about one meter in diameter in the crystal wall.

Li Yan grabbed St. Watson by the neck and clamped him under his armpit, and then rushed out of bubbles like a fish.

“You are free from the Seven-Star Treasure!”

“The summoning gold medal can be used normally!”

Most of the genera and species of Li Yanshui Jun’s Palace were captured and imprisoned by Li Jiang, but the blister was now fighting around Li Jiang. He immediately decided to abandon these genera and species, and only took the corpse of Yang Zichu on the couch into the Shuijun Palace. Then, without looking back, he flew away in the opposite direction of Li Jiang’s battle against the group of demons.

“Oh~”

The entrapped Saint Watson watched Caesar’s air bubbles still parasitic, and he sighed, wondering if he was worried about the late night wind in the future.

Li Jiang’s movements suddenly shuddered, as if he was aware of Li Yansheng Watson’s movements, but the appearance of Ma Ling made him not act rashly.

The old Ma Ling and Li Jiang were similar in figure, but a black human figure half-kneeling on the ground, with a fuzzy face, only a yellow vine growing on its head, and two heart-shaped emerald leaves drooping on the vine. The mouth is wide open, and the two rows of fangs are also black and bottomless.

This old Ma Ling and Li Jiang are both chaotic nurseries, and they have a long lifespan. If you really want to talk about it, Li Jiang will call Ma Ling the elder brother. Ma Ling is talented and reborn every three thousand five hundred years, and his strength is diligent. Today, Li Jiang estimates that he has been born again four times, or five times?

There are thousands of big and small monsters in Tianmu Palace, and Li Jiang only fears Ma Ling.

“The thief and the dragon bombed the Poison Dragon Pond, and now even Ma Ling has come to Xingshi to ask his guilt, Li Jiang, what else do you have to say.”

Yayoi was almost deformed by Li Jiang, when he saw Ma Ling, his spirit was shocked, and he ducked behind Ma Ling and shouted at Li Jiang.

“Gu! hua!”

Ma Ling groaned hoarsely, and the sea trembled. He seemed to want to say something, but opened his mouth several times, but only made meaningless syllables.

It turned out that this old Ma Ling was different from Li Jiang, who was greedy for the colorful world and envied the splendid civilization of the dynasties. But Ma Ling is withdrawn by nature and sleeps a lot. He often sleeps for hundreds of years. Over time, his speech deteriorates, and even a whole sentence is unacceptable for a while. Had it not been for Maling in the Southern Song Dynasty to sleep in the port of Quanzhou, occupying the prosperous seaway, and displacing hundreds of thousands of people, Tian Mu would not have trapped him here.

Suddenly, Ma Ling smelled something and started to get angry and rush towards Li Jiang.

Li Jiang, of course, regarded it as a provocation, and immediately sacrificed the Seven-Star Treasure Temple. She may not be as powerful as Ma Ling, but she has experienced many battles, and her nature is also warlike. How can she easily retreat?

The two giant monsters immediately fought together, and the waves of the sea fell silent. Li Jiang’s water palace ball was shot and flew out several times, and the water palace bubble was subjected to tremendous force, trembling endlessly and almost burst. Ma Ling also suffered two tentacles. It staggered back two steps, and covered his face a little aggrievedly.

Li Jiang was unreasonable, and several tentacles wrapped around Ma Ling’s wrist and neck, exerting force to tighten the strangulation.

“Gu! hua~”

The scarred King Yayoi on the side saw that Ma Ling had no intention of fighting, and hurriedly said: “Senior Ma Ling. This Li Jiang is so unreasonable and caused people to blow up your cave. You have to be the master of the younger generation.”

Ma Ling roared, broke free of Li Jiang’s tentacles, and squeezed the unguarded King Yayoi. The poor big puffer fish could no longer speak. He was pinched by Ma Ling so that blood and venom splashed and died on the spot. .

“Shu~hu~”

After squeezing Yayoi to death, Ma Ling swallowed it in three mouthfuls in two mouthfuls. After a while, he gave birth to a black tongue. He immediately said: “Give back my fruit!”

Li Yanfei fled, and then he had the opportunity to look around.

It turns out that this is an undersea wonder, connected by long corridors, palaces are located high and low, dotted with jade coral everywhere, and names are engraved everywhere.

Wangzhu Pavilion, Xiangxiyuan, Baoshengtang…

Some of these places have already fallen, and the inside is empty, and there are still a few precious lights faintly visible inside, but Li Jiang and Ma Ling are too close here, and Li Yan can’t give birth to greedy desire.

Or have

Mei Lian, Yayoi Shrine, Cry Cave, Yubone Temple…

There were dense, deep and shallow red lights in it, Li Yan galloped past, some of the red lights that provoke them, they are all small and small, they are not the enemy of Li Yan, so I don’t need to talk about it.

But Li Yan’s heart sank, he didn’t seem to be going out, but going in.

Sure enough, the more you go forward, the more complicated the surrounding garden palaces, the larger the scale, the more gorgeous the structure, the fewer bizarre phenomena, and the more serious sacrificial temples.

Until a glorious main hall came into Li Yan’s eyes, the three characters of Tianmu Palace were written.

Li Yan only felt that his blood was hot and hot, and his 36,000 pores cheered together. He will restrain his desire to make a loud whistle, but suddenly a melodious bell is heard in the Tianmu Palace. The gloomy seabed shines brightly. A long step of white marble rises from Li Yan’s feet, and the sea is separated from the left and right by the two gates, seeming to greet Li Yan.

At this time, there was already some distance from the end of the battle of Na Yan Gong Ma Ling, but from time to time, there were vibrations coming along the water.

Li Yan didn’t stop, and still walked forward. He only hesitated to enter the hall. He had the blood of a spring wave sea ghost. If the heavenly mother had spirit, he shouldn’t harm him. Thinking of this, he simply gritted his teeth.

“Hey, I said, how about let’s go in and see?”