The effect of this pure monkey wine is really extraordinary, but it is not what her purple body can bear at one time.

Excessive greed will be counterproductive, ziqianmo is not in a hurry to upgrade violently.

Mo Yan has entered the heaven, and his physical quality is very high, so his process seems to be more smooth.

Murong star is mainly a spiritual skill. His body can't bear such pure power at all, and refining is even more impossible, but fortunately it can be temporarily sealed.

After refining the energy in the monkey wine, her broken bones healed at a visible speed in a short time.

Only Gong Jiuyuan seems unable to refine the energy of monkey wine. He has been writhing around in pain, even coughing a few mouthfuls of blood. How miserable he looks.

It seems that there is no way to inhale the power of monkey wine into the body.

Ziqianmo took a deep breath. After a long time, he closed his eyes again and guided the remaining half of his spiritual power to work all over his body again. In his memory, he also had some ready-made formulas for the cultivation of luck. The rippling spiritual power is like a puff of smoke, twining in the side, showing a semi-solid state.

White tiger happily arched up, pouted buttocks and sucked.

It's true that one person has got the right way, and the dog and the rooster have risen to heaven!

The white tiger is a little floating.

A quarter of an hour later, the light around ziqianmo's body was shining, and a warm current rushed from Dantian to the top of his head, as if he was full of emotion, which made his whole body and consciousness wake up.

She has reached the peak of purple sky!

Mo Yan happily looked at his daughter-in-law Xiang sweat dripping appearance, can't help nodding, also pull hatred show a love. He stretched out a beautiful hand with clear bones and touched the head of ziqianmo. His dark eyes were filled with the love of the bored people.

Purple faced the old face, and at such an old age, he would be killed.

She waved away the disturbing hand and said, "be reserved."

Mo Yan is in a good mood, thin lips a pick, evil smile, he will head suddenly close, Baji a kiss on the purple field of cherry petals.

"Is this reserved enough for my husband?"

Ziqianmo closed her eyes. She was not shy, she was ashamed, especially when she was surrounded by several gossip elements!

How could her husband be so cheeky!

How is it made?

Looking at ziqianmo powder with pretty, pretty little nose, lovely wrinkled and wrinkled.

In Mo Yan's mind, only two words emerge: lovely!

His daughter-in-law is so cute.

And at this time the failure of dawn Pian and palace Jiuyuan have stopped refining, surprised looking at the new purple field.

This progress is terrible! This woman knows that her own realm is not high, but she seems to be able to show a very strong side every time. It's really compelling.

The white tiger flapped his wings: "the master is the best!"

After a short rest, they all recovered. There was a date limit for the trip to the tomb of the dragon. No one wasted any time and started immediately.

There is still a dense forest ahead.

The scenery around is no different from that at first.

Ziqianmo is a little tired of aesthetics. There are trees everywhere and there are no flowers. If it's too bad, I'd like some water. How can I look at so many lakes in the distance and not meet any of them.