Qi Refining Three Thousand Years Of Me Join The Chat Group

Qi Refining has been practicing for three thousand years: “Let’s wait and see what happens next, @murongbai, the newcomers are bubbling up.

Murong Bai: "Murong Bai from the Murong family in Shiniu Town has met the Immortal Chief."

Murong Bai in Shiniu Town...

Qin Mo looked slightly.

Okay, the case has been solved. He is not a member of Gusu Murong from the Tianlong World, let alone the effeminate Murong Fu.

at the same time.

Never expected the world.

Stone Cow Town.

This is a relatively peaceful town in a world where demons are raging. The Murong family of the Immortal Dao family has been guarding the gourd that suppresses demons and the safety of the town for generations, but this family has been cursed with a short life for generations.

Murong Bai is the descendant of this generation of the Murong family.

Inside a Cave Mansion for spiritual practice.

Murong Bai, who had a handsome face and was dressed in white clothes, breathed out and slowly opened his eyes. At this time, his face was filled with surprise. The chat group he entered was even Immortals like Nezha have also joined the group, and the existence of countless Myriad Worlds connecting the heavens is really magical!

He no longer doubted the authenticity of the chat group.

Perhaps, he can also find a way to lift the 'short-lived curse' from the chat group!

"call…"

Murong Bai took a deep breath.

"I hope it's as I imagined."

He stood up leisurely and put his hands behind his back.

Within the group.

Qi Refining has been practicing for three thousand years: "Tang Monk, Master and Disciple, have you ever passed by Shiniu Town?"

Hearing this, Murong Bai was stunned for a moment.

Murong Bai: "I have never passed by."

Zhang Zhiwei, a common man: "Tang Monk and his disciples... went to the west to learn scriptures. Could it be that the world where Mr. Murong lives is Journey to the West? In this case, it can be considered to be in the same vein as Nezha's world.

Demon boy Nezha: "Hey, from the same world?"

Qi Refining has been practicing for three thousand years: "No, I will upload the memory copy directly."

[Ding! The group leader ‘Qi Refining has been practicing for three thousand years’ uploaded a medium-sized memory copy, “The Devil Boy of Nezha Comes to the World”

[Ding! The group leader ‘Qi Refining has been practicing for three thousand years’ uploaded a large memory copy, “Pokémon”]

[Ding! The group leader ‘Qi Refining has been practicing for three thousand years’ uploaded a medium-sized memory copy, “Never Expected”]

I want to become a Pokémon master: "Pokémon is such an appropriate name. Finally, I fulfilled my dream and became a Pokémon master? Looking forward to it.jpg"

Qin Mo's mouth twitched.

No, there isn't.

Murong Bai: "My future?"

Demon boy Nezha: "Demon boy..."

NEET Ji: "Wow! Two medium-sized memory copies, one large memory copy, supplementary girl, apply to fight!"

Ganwu Girl: "+1, the fat house is about to fall into the water and the potato chips are ready."

Thor is not a fat nerd: "The fat nerd is about to fall off... I feel that I may need to lose weight after a while."

Thor: "Hmph, a guy with cheese sauce flowing in his body has lost his reputation as the god of thunder. Woo~"

Thor is not a fat nerd: "Haha, you care about me."

Ben Zina: "The boss fights and trembles."

Seventeen-year-old girl: @NEET Ji, girl???"

NEET Ji: "(′`) I didn't learn from you. Could it be that only the state officials are allowed to set fires and the common people are not allowed to light lamps. Manual dog head.jpg"

Forever Pavilion.

In a room that looked very dark and antique, Horaiyama Kaguya curled her lips. She didn't know who talked about 'Yakumo Purple' seventeen years old every day, and even changed the group's nickname so shamelessly. Became a seventeen-year-old girl.

Didn't you see that the leader of the group whispered a limerick to her, "First there is Zima, then there is heaven. Zima is still in front of heaven. Now she is seventeen years old. One year of chaos counts." Kaguya felt that this sentence That makes sense.

However, she never told Yakumo Murasaki.

Thinking about it secretly, doesn’t it smell good?

Seventeen-year-old girl: "I, Yakumo Murasaki, am seventeen years old. Who is in favor and who is against? There are many online chats. If you have the ability, just try PK in the duel field and see if I can prick you. That's it.

Qi Refining has been practicing for three thousand years: "I object.

Qin Mo’s brows were frivolous.

Seventeen-year-old girl: "...I am autistic and hibernating.

Busujima Saeko: "Gods fight, really gods fight!"

NEET Ji: "Yakumo Shizui is so scared, it's a famous scene. Funny.jpg"

I'm not Lin Fengjiao: "Slip away and look at the memory copy..."

Poor Taoist Zhang Sanfeng: "Tongliu, Tongliu."

Gale Swordsman:

After a while.

The lively chat group suddenly fell silent, and Qin Mo temporarily withdrew from the chat group. At this time, Yan Miaozhu was still awake, but after signing the soul contract, Qin Mo was able to sense her situation at this time.

Her breath became more and more stagnant.

Perhaps, one day, she can realize the Great Dao as a sword spirit.

Qin Mo straightened up and came to the edge of Hongye Peak.

Behind him, a red maple looks like fire.

At this time, a cool breeze was blowing. Qin Mo stood on a huge blue stone, feeling the gentle breeze blowing across his face. The feeling was extremely comfortable, and he looked into the distance.

The world of cultivation is changing!

Qin Mo frowned.

He is proficient in the art of looking for energy, but at this time, the luck in the entire world of cultivation seems to be extremely chaotic. There seems to be a big hand pressing down from the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds. Of course, Qin Mo also saw countless pillars of luck rising in the world of cultivation. They were the geniuses of this era. They were born from the era of great tribulation, grew up all the way, and went against the will of heaven.

"Third Age"

He murmured quietly.

Combining all the information he knew and calculating with his fingers, Qin Mo seemed to have the Eight Trigrams Diagram manifested in his red eyes. In his eyes, the surrounding scenery changed, as if he had entered another 3.3 illusion. The calculation was Magic can spy on the secrets of heaven, but in Qin Mo's eyes, the front is shrouded in fog and hazy.

"There is still time, this era will never be destroyed."

The catastrophe of the era seems to be a shocking layout.

It never comes out of the blue.

Qin Mo’s eyes were deep.

The great calamity is coming.

but not now!

"I hope those guys will pay more attention to it. If there is any more internal fighting, don't blame me for being ruthless..."

Qin Mo looked condensed and looked into the distance.

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