[Cultivation] Demon Emperor

As soon as Ying Qingtian thought about it, she turned her head and saw the sea.

"Isn't it? We've already reached the seaside!" Ying Qingtian hugged the little tiger, took two quick steps, and ran to the edge of the cliff.Stretch out your head to see, there is a large blue sea below, from time to time there are a few huge waves hitting up, splashing a few splashes.

"Aw? Aww——" The little tiger also stretched out his head to look, and then scratched the ground with his paws, and called out in a drawn-out voice. He could tell from the sound that he was also very depressed.

"What should I do?" Ying Qingtian looked at the little tiger, and the little tiger also looked at him.At this height, if they go down into the sea, they have to be prepared that they won't be able to come back.

"Ow!"

The little tiger was itching and rolling on the ground, let out a high-pitched cry and was about to let go of Hailiza, but Yingqing Tianyan quickly grabbed his hind legs and pulled him back: "You don't want to die!"

"Aww! Aww!" Let me go!Let me drown in this blue water!

Ying Qingtian herself felt uncomfortable, and Xiong Zizi kicked his legs wildly in the air, and he was so angry that he was almost thrown down by him.

Hold back, no child can be angry, you must know that the tiger treats this thing like a son.

"Little tiger is obedient. You can't go down. If you go down, you won't be able to get up. It's really uncomfortable. I'll get you some grass juice and wipe it off first." Ying Qingtian tried hard to suppress her urge to run away.

The little tiger stopped moving.

"Good boy." Ying Qingtian smiled a little, and patted the little tiger's head as a reward.

"Oh~~" The little tiger let out a sweet cry, as if he was in a good mood.

Ying Qingtian's face turned pale, the hand holding the little tiger's hind leg trembled, and she was about to hug the little tiger, but before she stretched out her hand, she saw the little beast stretch out its two paws and pounce on Ying Qing. There was a bubble of urine on Qingtian's face.

soak... pee...

Ying Qingtian was caught off guard by this magical turning point, and still hadn't recovered from the horror, the little tiger let out a high-pitched "嗤", jumped off the cliff with a "thump", and even made a beautiful splash .

Ying Qingtian: "..." Your mother [beep——], this little bastard you don't know well!If you want to jump, just jump!Why do you have to piss his neck first! ! ! !Just this bear stuff!Could it be his own?Stupid tiger, are you going to let this little beast piss me off first, and then let your mistress come in?

Ying Qingtian swore on the spot that she would become a stepdad.

The little tiger said that he was wronged, if it wasn't for the sake of being his own father, he would have directly slapped you in the face just now.

"Ugh... Bah!" Ying Qingtian held back her nausea and rubbed her neck, feeling unspeakably sad.

Covered in red rashes and pee all over, he stood on the edge of the cliff, facing the wind and looked at the sea water again and again. After all, he didn't have the courage to jump down like a little tiger... Not only can he not swim, but he is also afraid of heights.

What a sad story.

"Hmph, Junior Brother Ying." Huang Han stepped out of the woods behind Ying Qingtian, with a proud and pity on his face, "It's really pitiful."

Ying Qingtian: "..." Senior Sister Huang, you are so annoying.

"Can we do it directly?" Ying Qingtian said that he was stupid to compare his mouth with the woman, "You have followed all the way, isn't it just for this move?"

Hearing this, Huang Han's face was a little stiff: "Do you know that I'm following you?"

"Well," Ying Qingtian chewed the Baidujie in her mouth, and snorted casually, "You are as scary walking as a group of consonants running, isn't it normal that you can't hear it?"

"You!" Huang Han's expression changed.

"Aren't you sneaking out just to kill me? Then do it quickly, you must know that the villain always dies because of talking too much." Ying Qingtian kindly reminded, although he didn't mind listening to Huang Han's little theater in his head for a while, But his physical condition did not allow it, and he was dying of itching.

Huang Han was a little apprehensive about Ying Qingtian's calm attitude, but after confirming that Ying Qingtian was indeed a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation base, he immediately raised the corners of his mouth mockingly: "You wouldn't think that with that only The magic weapon given to you by the tiger can protect you, right?"

Ying Qingtian showed an innocent smile just right: "Why? Can't you? I have all his storage bags with me, and I can use all the magic weapons inside. Every one of mine has the power to destroy the world. You are just a high-ranking foundation-building monk, and it will only take a few minutes."

Huang Han laughed as if he had heard some big joke: "Junior Brother Ying, you are so naive. If high-level magic weapons are really so easy to use, why do you need to cultivate yourself? If your magic weapons really move , I'm afraid that you will die first..." A low-level monk jumps over to use a high-level magic weapon, even if all the spiritual power in his body is exhausted, it will not be enough.Ying Qingtian's cultivation base was originally obtained by taking medicines, and the strength of her spiritual consciousness and the size of her spiritual sea were probably not even half of that of a normal monk.Such a cultivation base dares to use the idea of ​​a high-level magic weapon, I am afraid that he will die suddenly on the spot.The tiger handed him his storage bag and allowed him to use the contents. I really don't know whether it is helping him or hurting him.

Ying Qingtian unhurriedly took out a crimson bead from the storage bag, and snorted coldly: "Do you think I will believe it?"

Huang Han saw that the bead was red like fire, with red light flowing inside, and the sound of dragon chant faintly, it was not ordinary at first glance.It's just that he took care of him for a period of time when he was in the shape of a beast. Even though the relationship between the two of them was a bit unclear, he actually left all these magic weapons to him. Could it be that the tiger really valued this kid so much? ?There was a trace of resentment in Huang Han's eyes.This Ying Qingtian is ordinary, why on earth did she have such good luck? !

"It's still too late for you to kneel down and beg for mercy, or there will be a fight soon..." Ying Qingtian smiled, tossing the beads in her hands casually.

Huang Han's eyes turned green.The killing intent grew wildly in his heart like weeds.It's not enough for others to hold such treasures in their hands all the time, but Ying Qingtian can treat them casually like this. How many such treasures does the tiger have in his storage bag?Huang Han originally only wanted to kill Ying Qingtian and pretend that he was accidentally killed by a monster, but now she thinks it's good to kill and seize treasure.It's just that you have to think of another way to fool the tiger.

Huang Han squinted her eyes and thought about it. She turned her palm painted with bright red cardamom, and a long white silk tumbling appeared in her palm.

Ying Qingtian looked at the faint white light on the white silk, and at the red Fire Pill Bead surging in her palm, she was out of breath with a smile: "Senior Sister Huang, you plan to use such a treasure to teach you a lesson. me?"

After Ying Qingtian continued to speak, Huang Han's killing intent was completely aroused, her hostility was fully revealed, and the white silk soared, and it rolled straight towards Ying Qingtian's neck.

Ying Qingtian had long been prepared for her sudden attack, and when he saw Bai Ling rolling towards him, he hurriedly took a few steps back, dodging the blow in embarrassment.Huang Han missed a hit, changed his mind temporarily, and rolled another roll of white silk towards the Huodanzhu, Yingqingtian lost his grip for a moment, was caught by her, and Huodanzhu let go.

"Hey!" Ying Qingtian was a little annoyed, as she was still inexperienced in battle.

"It really is a treasure..." Huang Han held the Fire Pill Bead in his palm, his eyes were a little obsessed.But not long after she got complacent, she discovered that this thing turned out to be a hot potato, because...it was really hot, and it was getting hotter and hotter.The temperature of the Huodanzhu is getting higher and higher, Huang Han is not willing to let it go like this, she has been trying to inject her spiritual thoughts into the Huodanzhu, but she has never succeeded, until the palm of her hand smelled of burnt flesh , she screamed, and the fire pill rolled to the ground.

Yingqingtian stopped chanting the mantra, stretched out her hand to grab it, and the fire pill returned to Yingqingtian's hands automatically as if she had a soul, Yingqingtian held the fire pill and smiled slightly: "Do you think it's so easy to win the treasure? "

It was only then that Huang Han realized that it was Ying Qingtian's fault. She looked at her scorched palm, and became angry from her heart. The white silk fluttered and wrapped itself around Ying Qingtian's neck.

Ying Qingtian sneered.Huang Han only thought how capable she was, so she looked down on him for hugging his thighs, but a child from a family like her was raised in the palm of her hand, and in terms of actual combat experience, no one can beat the other.You can see that she can only beat people with white silk like a fool.

Ying Qingtian was prepared, this time she dodged easily, and then turned back to her with a fireball.Huang Han underestimated the enemy too much, he only thought that Ying Qingtian would be driven to death by her, but he never thought that he would have time to fight back against her. Unprepared, she was hit in the chest by Ying Qingtian's fireball, and her face was burnt.

"You!" Huang Han covered his chest in embarrassment.No matter how much she looked down on Ying Qingtian, she couldn't help putting away her previous contempt at this moment.Although Yingqing Tianren is not good, the magic weapon is still too sharp.

"Senior Sister Huang?" Ying Qingtian smiled slightly, full of joy of pretending to be successful, "Tsk tsk tsk, you can't do it."

Huang Han blushed, and with a wave of his long sleeves, there were white shadows all over the sky again, and with all his resentment, he shot more than a dozen spells at Ying Qingtian.

Huang Han thought that Ying Qingtian would be seriously injured by this move, but Ying Qingtian didn't know whether she was frightened or she was too confident in herself. .A look of joy flashed across Huang Han's eyes, and a bit of resentment could not help showing on his face.

Die, die, you nasty little brute.

Bang bang bang, more than a dozen formulas hit Ying Qingtian's body, and the energy of the explosion set off a cloud of smoke and sand where he was.

Huang Han sighed softly on the spot, and a smile finally appeared on her face deformed by anger, but before she was happy for too long, a thin voice came from the tumbling smoke and sand: "Senior sister Huang, you What are you laughing at?"

Ying Qingtian randomly waved it twice in the air, the smoke and sand dispersed, revealing the figure inside.

"You! How is it possible for you!" Huang Han was shocked, and took her full blow like just now. Even the high-level monks who established the foundation would have to leave most of their lives. With Ying Qingtian's cultivation base, how could it be possible? Unscathed?It must be the tiger!It must be the tiger that gave him the magic weapon to save his life!