My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: One hundred and fiftieth
Long Qian, together with everyone, raised their heads and looked at the source of the light, feeling uncomfortable like a cat's claws scratching in their hearts. travelfj
I really want to rush in to see who is causing such a big battle.
"Is there something wrong with the light of promotion?" A member of the Wangchuanlong clan raised objections, "Is it my dazzling? How do I feel that it seems to have shined three times."
Long Xiangyun said blankly, "You are not dazzled, you are indeed three times."
In other words, the small facial paralysis is likely to be promoted to three small realms in a row in just a few minutes.
Hehe.
The tribeman glanced at Long Xiangyun with a weird expression.
What's the matter, Miss Xiangyun's expression looks a little strange.
"What level is this person advancing? Isn't it the realm of the Great Spiritist?"
"It should be a low-end spiritualist." It was still the man who felt that he was dazzled and rushed to answer, "It is impossible for a senior spiritualist to be promoted so violently."
As we all know, after stepping into the tenth spiritual master step, promotion will be slower.
Especially after the five-spirit cycle, the cultivator who has reached the stage of the divine realm, his slow path of practice, perhaps after three years, five years, ten years or eight years, may not be able to advance to a small realm.
"Sometimes a person's life is spent on a great level of cultivation and promotion!" The dear fellow said so much that Long Xiangyun rolled his eyes again and again.
"Shut up!" She couldn't bear to interrupt the idiot's endless talk, "You didn't smell a breath that transcends spiritual power, is it overwhelming?"
Beyond spiritual power, what kind of power can it be?
Naturally is the mighty divine power of the divine realm cultivator!
The emperor who had always been confident and full of analysis before, his eyes widened when he heard the words, "No?"
Yeah, it's impossible. All the members of the Wangchuanlong clan looked at their increasingly ugly patriarchs.
Long Qian took a deep breath, turned to look at Mo Lin, fisted angrily, "Is she advancing?"
No wonder it's such a big battle!
"What do you think is a good thing to indulge her like this? Once she can't control the power of Wannian Shizhu, then she..."
"Boom!" Mo Lin was not polite, and directly slammed Yuanmen on the front of the dragon patriarch.
Several young people from the Long clan who were filled with anger, kicked that sword with anger, and wanted to kick the door with Mo Lin's theory,
Naihe kicked it up, as if kicking a stiff iron plate.
Looking more closely, the defensive barriers have been erected on the periphery of Yunyuan, and it must be Prince Mo who kept his hand to prevent them from intruding indiscriminately.
Long Qian did not leave with the people, but stood stupidly at the gate of Yunyuan in torment and suffering.
Looking at the torment of the body and mind, the light of promotion kept coming from inside~IndoMTL.com~ Until dawn, a crowd of people's faces were numb, their eyes were red and staring in the direction of Yunyuan, and they stayed for another half an hour. .
The previous analysis emperor finally said weakly, "Okay, it seems to stop, stop the promotion."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief like an amnesty.
Nineteen times!
This night, the person inside changed (devil) state (ghost), frantic and promoted nineteen times in succession.
Let's jump three to four big realms in a row, a total of nineteen small realms!
Everyone in the Wangchuan Dragon family, want to shoot the door and ask who is inside, are you still a person? ?
Qiao Mu took a long sigh of relief and slowly opened his eyes. At first glance, he saw Mo Lin who was standing at the door, smiling slightly at himself.
Facial paralysis, his eyes lit up, and he jumped out of bed with the kick of his legs.