MTL - The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post-Chapter 1 Ten kills

Tai Xuan mainland, the land of the extreme south, there is a mountain name fire, a radius of three hundred miles, the top of the mountain is raging, not scattered all year round.

A stream of light came from the north at a very fast speed, and rushed toward a deep valley. Countless or bright or dark spots followed, as if they had been smashed by the old nest's wasps, and they were desperately chasing the culprit. It is necessary to smash the corpse!

"Oh..." The broken flying boat has already reached its end. It has been turned into a powder immediately after it has not landed. Mo Tianyi fell to the ground and hurriedly picked up his body and rolled it. The black clothes that had already been ruined, and suddenly rolled a circle of grass mud.

The volcanic volcano is not born in the grass, but under the mountainside, it is lush, and the surrounding mountains stand tall and straight through the clouds. Here is the gorge between the two mountains. The ground is flat and covered with verdant grass. Only the middle of the valley has a tall, thick tree, which is very awkward.

Mo Tianyan gasped and moved to the tree, and the legs were so hard that they couldn’t make up their strength. They held them with their hands and barely sat up against the trunk.

He has already fled for thirty-nine days, and Zhou Lingling has been destroyed, and his body is already at the end of his power. Trying to run the remaining real elements in the veins, Dan Tian suddenly came a burning pain and slammed a blood.

As a well-known master of the magical refiner, Mo Tianyi has not been so embarrassed for a long time. He was just a whim, using some strange materials and refining tools. He did not expect that the atmosphere would be triggered when the furnace was opened, and the entire comprehension community knew that the sculptor would soon be trained to be an artifact that would destroy the land.

"Hey!" A tender voice came from the chest, and a white claw was found in the broken black silk coat. The left and right scratched and found that this was not the neckline of the usual probe, but a new one that was added today. The hole, suddenly angrily scratched a paw. Just listening to the "stinging", the original is just a small hole in the outer shirt, completely cracked a big mouth.

The last piece of the sacred sage is destroyed by the cat's claws...

"Grandpa, your master, I will leave this coverted clothes, can't you make me die decent?" Mo Tianyi wiped a corner of his mouth, reluctantly bowed his head and looked at the white hairballs from the new Drilled out in the open mouth, and smashed the claws of the grass clippings.

It was a very nice white kitten. There was no variegation in the hair of the snow. The big round eyes were like a pair of light-colored glazes.

The kitten squatted on the chest of Mo Tianyan and looked at him quietly. The original handsome face was covered with several blood stains. For a cat who only looks at the smoothness of the fur, it is just a face that can be seen, and suddenly becomes more Ugly. So he straightened up, lifted his claws and gave him a slap.

Mo Tianqi caught the little paw and kissed him. "Little claws, I..."

"Mo Tianqi, where to escape!" Not yet waiting for a cat to die, those "Wasps" have arrived.

All kinds of flying swords and flying boats carry men and women from different sects, and all of them gather in the valley.

Raised his hand and stuffed the kitten into the tree hole behind him. Mo Tianyi leaned on the trunk and looked at the crowd with a cold eye. Among these people are his enemies, old friends, subordinates, Taoist repairs, magical repairs, and compassionate prayers...

"Calculating the sky, no more resistance, and surrendering artifacts, I will not do more entanglement." Qingyun Zong's elders of Yunhe smashed the white beard and looked positive.

"Yunhe old children, less fake there," Wan Guimen's dead bones ancestors smiled and raised his hand to present a black flag. "If you know each other, you will surrender the artifact and give you a good time. Otherwise, Just let you taste the taste of this soul-sucking soul!"

The old ancestors of the dead bones came out, and several people close to him retreated.

The world's military blade is roughly divided into six.

The mortal sharp blade is said to be a weapon that can be used by people who cultivate the immortal. It can be controlled by the soul of the soul. It can be used to control the spirit of the spirit, and the spirit of the ancestors can be used to kill the spirit. Device. The legendary artifacts that can destroy the earth and the earth have not been seen so far, except for the one that Mo Tianyi has not yet fully trained.

The Soul Eater in the hands of the dead ancestors is a top-grade spirit that is close to the fairy. It is said to be condensed with a thousand souls, but if it is swallowed by it, the three souls and seven scorpions will be torn by thousands of evil spirits, even though There is never a day of liberation.

"Soul of the soul..." Mo Tianyi looked at the flag of gray and black gold. "It’s just a waste."

"What are you talking about?" The old ancestors were shocked.

Mo Tianyi touched the root of the knot on the ground with a hand, and his fingertips moved slightly. "Born old, can you remember what you did when you asked me to give you a soul?"

Hearing this, the face of the old ancestors suddenly became very ugly.

At the beginning, Mo Tianyi told him that this soul-eating thing should be in harmony with the soul of the human being, and that the blood of the forty-nine blood relatives of that person would be needed. He killed all his relatives, and he did not count enough, and he killed his seven loves. Clinker, Mo Tianqi got the bottle of blood, just casually used to draw a pattern, saying that its practical fingertips blood is also the same, he just thinks that the flower with the heart of the blood is better to watch.

This incident has become an insurmountable demon of the mortal ancestors, so that his cultivation is hard to get into for centuries.

"Those who are so temperamental, if they have artifacts, I am in danger of repairing the real world." The elders of Qingyunzong sighed and sighed, and the Taoist monks who were decent were decapitated.

Although the people in the Magic Road disdain the arguments of Qing Yunzong, they also agree with this statement. The Magic Road has always been a piece of scattered sand. If Mo Tian has an artifact, with his moody temper, no one wants to have a good life.

The Buddha’s sacred Buddha’s name is “Mr., you are self-disciplined.”

Feeling the little claws in the tree hole behind him, Mo Tianyi couldn't help but smile a little: "There are fewer hands in the world, can you really see it?"

The hearts of the people gave birth to some bad premonitions. The sculptors were chased by them for more than a month. Because of the myriad of spirits in their hands, they suffered heavy casualties. Now it’s hard to run out of treasures and push them into this valley. Is there any post trick?

Sure enough, before everyone responded, the dark cliffs on both sides suddenly burst into flames. The original lush grass suddenly turned into a **** red spike. !

"The visitors are all guests, so I can see you, I am the peak of the eternal glory." Mo Tianyi still lazily leaned on the trunk, smiling lightly, as if only invited everyone to come home to drink tea.

"Ah--" Wherever Baoguang went, he was invincible and instantly turned several monks into blood.

"Calcified, fast stop!" The elders of Qingyunzong reacted and sacrificed the flying sword to quickly jump into the air. The people who cultivated highs followed suit, and they died a little slowly.

The people who have not waited in the air are relieved, but they hear a "squeaky" sound, and from the top of the cliffs on both sides, they form a light curtain, just like a huge pot down, which is the way for everyone, and then, Keeping at a constant speed.

"Well, once I touch the light, I will wait..." Looking back at the broken limbs on the ground, the fear in everyone's heart is hard to say.

"This thing, named Ten Kill Valley, Shangpinxian, ten dead and no life." Mo Tianyi introduced his proud work with great interest, the so-called ten kills, that is, everything in the valley will be killed, regardless of Identity, regardless of cultivation, in the end, even the fairy itself will be destroyed, and it can be described as the best good thing.

"Calcified, you crazy!"

"The sages are forgiving, I am so provocative to make such a fool!"

"Supreme..."

"Calcium..."

Hey, beg for mercy, cry, and dance with the thicker blood.

Mo Tianyi slipped and slipped, turning his face to the tree hole that was only the size of a fist. This tree hole is the only living gate of Shigugu, originally used to put a suicide note, and now, just enough to let go of his cat.

I kissed the head inside, and Mo Tianxiao whispered: "Fortunately, you and I have not signed a blood contract yet. After that, I am not there. You have to live well. Mo teaches people to catch it. Learn to catch fish." Eat, don't be hungry because of fun..."

The sound of smudges is getting smaller and smaller. As early as three days ago, Mo Tianyi had been seriously fatally wounded. At this moment, he could no longer hold it and slowly fell on his eyes.

"Mi?" The white kitten patted his face with his claws. When he was woken up, he smiled and licked his idiot, but he didn't come over again, and he kept his eyes closed.

The mask on the scorpion is getting closer and closer. After a while, the guy who is stupid will be smashed into blood. The kitten anxiously pushes the nose of Motian, seeing him not moving, trying to make up In the past, I took a sip. Hello, this seat has already smashed you, and dare to continue to sleep will be smashed! Hey!

The closeness in the expectation has not come, and some are just getting more and more glaring.

"Boom!" After a loud bang, the entire valley was turned into ruins, the rocks were dumped, the grass was not born, the residual limbs were everywhere, and the blood flowed into the river. Only a bare tree can stand up.

In the future, you are my cat, with my surname...

Oh, so beautiful is actually a little male cat...

I scratched me, you will call Mo Xiaoqin in the future, hey, it hurts...

Grandfather, eat fish, give me a kiss, oh, pain and pain...

"Oh...hey..." The tender voice echoed in the open valley for a long time, and the man who would thicken his face and give it to him was gone.