Immediately after the corpse fell to the ground, the statue of Ji, who was beset with difficulties, made the jade gate in the middle give it shape and spirit, making it a poor little god.

The little god ran to the entrance of Dayuan Hall, which was about an inch high. Like Ji Xiang, he commanded it, and it killed the pillar of Dayuan Hall, and then it was scattered and re-scented, and the anger was swallowed back by Ji Xiang.
And that stock has arrived, and it has disappeared.
The elimination of bad luck means that some bad things will happen in the future and will not happen again.
And this little god also came to make up the three dead gods at will, and he can continue to recycle them after being killed, and then this little god is probably grabbing the ground every day.
"This little thing is really fun."
Ji Xiang pushed a few martial arts and upgraded it to a monk spell, and then she saw this little god constantly concise, constantly hitting the wall and dying, and doing sit-ups again and again.
"At this level, one corpse god can offset it, and then it is estimated that there will be two and then three unavoidable white gods, which means that a small one can avoid a big one."
Ji Xiang actually had one’s fingers itch for a while, and really wanted to have a good try on the characteristics of this avenue. However, I don’t know how long it will take to dry others out after all.
"Well, by the way, get yourself a flying skill!"
There are also flying skills in the Great Hall of Heaven, but it takes a certain time to practice the walking spell, and it will consume incense and anger if it is put into use in the light of day.
So Ji Xiang saw through this walking spell and found a mortal to walk in martial arts, and made a quick "walking on clouds"
It took me about half a day to learn this walking skill, so I went out from the Dayuan Hall, and the clouds rose like a foot, so I floated to the sky, although the speed was a little slow … so I ran all the way to the Maoshan Palace of Nine.
Nine palaces have been in a coma for ten days, and the atmosphere in the hall is a little strange. Because the first inheritor suddenly has a problem and the palace is helpless, Maoshan can choose the second inheritor … that is, Hou Niang.
However, the Lord of Maoshan Mountain is not in the palace at this time.
He sat in a secret place in Maoshan for several days, looking haggard, because the ancient ancestors of Lishan River came to the news, but it was not good news.
"Gan Kun, I’ll tell you for the last time. Bring that girl here to inherit the orthodoxy and you’ll leave it alone."
"The trail of the Qing ancestor’s scriptures shows the appearance of mountains and rivers. These two roads are our descenders."
The master of Maoshan Mountain said with difficulty, "Tao depends on Taoism. It’s not for others to seize the object. Are you really the ancestors?"
"You have asked many times! Then I’m not tired of answering you again and again! "
There are several virtual images in the secret place.
"It’s enough to show that the orthodoxy of the mountains and rivers is immortal. All orthodoxy in front of the Qing Zujing can be broken and come back. Now, is the struggle between Maoshan and Qingmai winning in the end?"
"Whoever gets the ancestral scriptures is the real Qing Sect!"
"You should know the importance of this matter!"
"By the way, you have to prepare a large number of spirits, demons and people for us. It is said that there are spirits of all beings to change their constitutions into corresponding ones, so that they can reach the world perfectly."
The owner of Maoshan Mountain refused. "Can I do Maoshan’s business with three decent mountains?" And there are not so many beings here! "
The virtual shadow snorted, "Most of Maoshan’s skills have changed from Maoliu for thousands of years! Since you can’t find it, go to Bailian Sect. Wherever Bailian Sect passes, there are victims who bring their spirits back! "
"Didn’t you just betray a Tao?"
The master of Maoshan Mountain was shocked at first and then horrified!
"You you! That’s … He is you …! "
"He also took Qing Ping Jian away … and you …!"
Virtual shadow ha ha a smile.
"Qing Ping Jian is an ancient artifact, but the horses in Maoshan Town will rust. This sword is promising! Don’t worry that no one will know about this. We will help you to blame you. You are still the right way to watch the mountains and rivers. Because killing people is the Biyou Palace, not your Qing faction! "
"After all, you don’t know about it!"
Chapter two hundred Forced bearing
A famous palace in Maoshan was unconscious from Maoshan Road that day, and Feng Menglong and Fox had been ordered here and it was actually the Lord of Maoshan Mountain.