Chapter 823 The Little Phantom of Megatron

An'an practiced in the earth veins for a day, and felt that it was very beneficial. Before the Qianyuan period, which he thought would take a while to slowly consolidate, he felt much more stable in just one day, and he could leave the customs in a few days. The demonic power of the demon city's leylines is of great benefit to the demon clan. No wonder Cheng Cheng developed so fast after he unified the demon city.

She has gained so much every day, and her husband has been in there for a year, so it should be more fruitful, right? I don't know how he dealt with the wildness inspired by the evil spirit...

Qin Yi didn't deal with it, and the two balls would fight if they had nothing to do in it. They had fought and stopped more than a dozen times in the past year, and they were beaten to death by Tassel every time.

An An absolutely can't imagine what the cultivation state of the husband is like.

The current state is that Qin Yi's version of the white ball is pressed to the ground, lying there lovelessly and being ridden, with two short hands lying on the left and right, like a dead ball. Liusu sat on it and practiced happily, feeling that his practice speed had increased by seven or eight points.

According to Liusu, this is called one with five hearts facing the sky and one with five bodies thrown to the ground, and the effect is the same.

Qin Yi gritted his teeth but couldn't beat him, secretly thinking that he must find a chance to get revenge...

This dream is hard to come true. The speed difference between Bangbang and Bangbang is always a big level, and Wuxiang may not be able to break through by himself. clear.

Hit with a stick.

It's too awful.

One can imagine Gouzi's misery back then, at least he has not been taken as a ball, well, he has a bit more face than Gouzi.

The soul is separated from the body to practice separately, naturally to solve the problem of wildness caused by demon power-is the instinct of wildness due to the instinct of the body, or the soul? Just separate and see.

Now it seems that after the soul is separated, although the soul's rationality is also a little irritable, it seems that the influence is not too severe. After being beaten by the stick, it is basically wiped out... It can be proved that the influence of this monster power is mainly reflected in the genes of the body .

I don't know how much my body has accumulated over the past year, can I still control my soul when it returns to my body? Will it really turn into a beast...

Shen Nian leaned out and looked at the little white flower An'an who was hiding far away, and Qin Yi scratched his head a little. In fact, An An followed up with the intention of going to bed in real time, and she was obviously prepared for this, but this... emmmm... so awkward.

Seeing that Tassel had already settled down, Qin Yi arched his head quietly, and Tassel, who was riding on his back, rolled down and fell between Qin Yi's cross-legged legs and continued to fall into meditation.

Seeing that it hadn't woken up, Qin Yi quietly crawled out and left the Time Fantasy Space with a whoosh.

An An stared blankly at a little ghost floating in front of him.

She is not so familiar with tassels, not to the extent that she can even distinguish the color, in her eyes, this is the tassel.

"Little ghost..." An An asked carefully: "How is the mister?"

Qin Yi was stunned for a moment, thinking it was very funny, he put on a tassel tone and said with a smile: "What can I do with cultivation, even though that idiot is not as smart as me, he will have no problem with normal cultivation."

"No." An An struggled: "I'm talking about the wildness of the monster power. I feel it is obvious when I practice here. After all, sir is a human race..."

"That..." Qin Yi made a troubled look, very pitiful: "He will hit me, my poor little ghost Liusu, was beaten to death by the big devil Qin Yi..."

In the veil of time illusion, Liusu opened his eyes, and squeezed his small fists round.

An An held him in her arms sympathetically, and comforted him gently: "The little ghost is poor, don't cry, don't cry."

tassel:"……"

There was the sound of a heavy stone door opening outside, and Cheng Cheng floated in with a demon body, and saw the little ghost in An An's arms at a glance.

She strode forward and pulled it out: "Qin Yi is not here, you stinky ghost dare to steal his mussel oil!"

"Eh, err, misunderstanding..."

"Bang!" Qin Yi didn't have time to struggle, he was pushed down on the floor by Cheng Cheng, he twitched twice and stopped moving.

"Hmph, this stinky ghost is so bullish, and it only has these two brushes." Cheng Cheng patted his slender hands, turned to the stunned An An, and was about to speak, when he saw another aggressive monster rushing out of the time illusion space. The little ghost on the ground was lifted back like a dead dog.

Cheng Cheng: "?"

An An: "..."

After a while, the aggressive little ghost came out again: "I have endured you for a long time, dead fox!"

Cheng Cheng's defensive posture.

An An just watched the generation of demon kings fighting with the little ghost in a daze. After a while, he couldn't beat the little ghost, and was beaten into a little fox with horns on his back, lying on the ground and rolling his eyes in circles.

The little ghost clapped his hands, hummed, and turned back to the Time Fantasy Space.

Everything returned to peace.

An An seemed to understand something.

The little ghost in the front who got into his arms and ate tofu is Mr....

whee.

Love to eat tofu, a little lecherous, is that the real soul of Mr. It's cute.

By the way, is it true that Mr. has been suffering from ghosts for a long time, and he never forgets to say a few words about it when he comes out?

But the little fox on the ground jumped up and turned into Cheng Cheng again, gnashing his teeth and saying, "I want to defeat that little ghost and save my family, Qin Yi, from the dire straits!"

An An looked at her sympathetically, Your Majesty, please save yourself, just now you were beaten back to your original shape before you even survived the three breaths...

Cheng Cheng squinted at her: "I don't even know the biggest advantage of a woman, she has big breasts and no brains. Going in and dominating Qin Yi, isn't that enough to make that stinky you so flexible and angry? There is no need to fight."

An An just watched Cheng Cheng rush into the space of time illusion.

There seemed to be a tremor in the space, as if the little ghost was about to throw Cheng Cheng out, but for some reason it returned to calm and did not respond.

An'an understood why she didn't respond.

Because Mr. really needs it, the little ghost can't help it.

Over there, Qin Yi was beaten like a dead dog by Tassel, his soul came back into his body, but he became alive and well. The monster and animal nature squeezed in his body was so vigorous and turbulent that he couldn't hold it back at all.

At the same time, the energy accumulated in this year's on-hook practice is also very large, and it is about to break through the barrier of the third level of Qianyuan.

From this it can indeed be proved that the body and the soul can act separately, which is also the basic basis for the separation of martial arts and Taoism, but the two are also closely related, relying on each other, without which one is incomplete, this is life The basis for double cultivation.

There is no need to mention the high-level practice rules now, as soon as the fox climbed the tree, the old tree was entangled with its roots, and a big battle finally made the arrogant Tassel unbearable, and squatted back into the stick angrily.

Cheng Cheng is very proud of the success of his strategy.

What's the use of being able to beat someone, can you do business?

Liusu hugged her shoulders and looked at the sky.

I don't know what you can be proud of in the way you rolled your eyes and drooled when you were made to die... I have seen stupid ones, but I have never seen such stupid ones, and you are still a demon king!

No matter how you say it, Qin Yi's practice in the demon city has set the tone.

It is no longer a problem whether he is joking with the girls to be cute or messing around, whether he is practicing basic cultivation or honing various methods, because he has enough time.

Dali's army began to expand in the chaotic land, and the visible territory of the mainland of China is gradually becoming the territory of the emperor. In the eyes of the world, it is only two or three months, and only a few hours have passed in the eyes of the heavenly people, but Qin Yi is going on. Decades of practice, the huge difference in time, opened a watershed here.

I don’t have it tonight, let’s sort out the follow-up ideas... Although I don’t have it, I still ask for a monthly ticket!