5 south of the sky.

The peach tree, like a mountain, covered the sky, seemed to fill the whole door god, and it seemed amazing.

The root grows downwards, like a flying dragon.

However, through the faint red light, Peach Mountain is like a black and strange stone, and it also shines with cold light, giving people a cold feeling.

“A three thousand miles of bollama!”

When the whole picture of the peach tree is seen, it is amazing.

This peach tree is too big and too big to be beyond his imagination, and it is hard to believe.

But then, he had some doubts, this is obviously an extraordinary peach tree, or even the legendary song, but why is it like a stone is a dead thing?

Yes, this tree is dead.

But how did it grow, and how could it be dead?

Yan Qinghe was in doubt, and then fell on the peach mountain, reaching out and touching the peach tree.

A cold feeling starts, just like touching the jade, and even cooler than the jade, as if it has soaked in ice water.

“Strange...”

He was on the mountain, thinking.

Soon after, he quickly walked to the top of the peach mountain and stood on the top of the tree and looked around, but unfortunately he saw nothing.

He was a little reluctant, touched Taoshan again, and felt it seriously.

Gradually, in the cold, he felt a very faint and faint breath, as if it were a faint breath of destruction.

“This breath...”

The eyebrows of the glare did not wrinkle.

Soon after, he came out of the five heavens and returned to the earth again, and found that it was dark.He thought about it, so he went back to the town again and found that in the painting of the gate god, there was indeed a more peach branch, which was similar to the one he picked.

However, it is dry and dead.

“There seems to be something worse...”

Yan Qinghang stared at the door god year painting, it seems that a peach branch is not enough, what is worse?

He thought about it and gradually left the town.

The night is getting deeper.

It seems that there are more and more ghosts, making Yan Qing's eyebrows wrinkle.

And from the door god year painting, his figure came out again, transformed into a noble door god to guard the world's thousands of homes.However, let him have a feeling of fighting alone, it seems that something is still missing, and the power of peach branches can not be exerted.

The peach tree in the five heavens is dead, so it can't play a powerful role.

On the other hand, guarding the door, thinking...

In the silent and terrible night.

A loud and high chicken, with a sharp stone, came suddenly from a certain direction.

The chickens croaked like the staggered sword, exuding a sharp breath.

When he heard what he was standing, he immediately thought of something, not in front of his eyes.

There is a lack of chicken...

At this time, when the chicken croaked through the strange night and scattered in the various towns, all the knocking knocks on the door suddenly stopped.A thud stands there like a wood-carved clay, and the claws that knock on the door are still held in the middle of the air...

They seem to be fixed.

“Is that it?”

The face of the god of the door was surprised to see.

However, from that chicken croak, he felt an extraordinary breath, full of the sharp feeling of the stone, it seems to deter the ghost.

Is this a chicken that can restrain ghosts?

Yan Qingyong thought so, but not long after, he saw the demon that was fixed and slowly struggled.

At this time, he did not pay attention to the ghosts, but went to the chicken.

Five days of peach mountain, missing a rooster...

“Oh, oh—”

The croaking chicken came again, still carrying a golden goose.

The sky turned into a breeze, and the chicken croaked rapidly.

Soon after, he came to a village and saw a rooster standing on the top of the mountain.

This rooster, bodybuilding, colorful, agile, looks very powerful, and gives a brave and combative feeling.

It also seems to have a tough one.

“Extraorently.”

He was surprised and opened his eyes.

Moreover, he found that the rooster was transforming, and that the beautiful feathers had produced many golden feathers.

“Is this a chicken?”

There was a bit of an accident, and then came to the thought of an old myth.

In that ancient myth, a god chicken was born on the top of a mountain, leading the chickens in the world to report.The top of the mountain has jade chicken, jade chicken crocused, golden chicken crocused, stone chicken crocused, stone chicken crobbles crobbles, and the tide should be mingled...

And that chicken is the chicken.

This rooster on the top of the mountain is deceiving into a golden chicken, and it may eventually become a jade chicken...

“Oh, oh—”

At this time, the rooster was croaking again, and the sound was louder and louder, and the jingle in it was extremely strong.

A moment later, the rooster flew down from the top of the mountain.

Yan Qinghe did not move for a while, hiding behind the rooster, to see what the rooster wanted to do.

It's not yet dawn...

Oh, hey?

Ghosts in the village?

At this time, Yan Qinghe saw a ghost entering the village, and the rooster was running away.Then he felt a mountain wind, and from the forest from far away, he saw a huge white shadow flying out of the forest.

If it is lightning fast, it is so fast that you can't see what it is.

But according to that size, it looks like a white tiger.

“The white tiger?”

I was surprised, why is there a white tiger in the village?

The white tiger is a god beast in the ancient myths and legends, the gold, the main killing, the army, and the white.Rumor has it that it has a variety of divine forces such as avoiding evil, baking, blessing and punishing evil and promoting good, getting rich and getting rich, and making good ends.

Especially the ability to subjugate ghosts.

Yan Qinghe was surprised, from that appearance, it was indeed a white tiger, and when it jumped up, it was fierce.

When you see it clearly, you don’t laugh.

This is not a tiger at all, let alone a legendary white tiger, this is a huge white cat.

Because of its size, it is so large that it is comparable to an adult tiger, so I really think it is a white tiger.

“Hmmm—”

The white cat in the air, let out a tiger roar, looks unruly.

The bomb –

At this time, the white cat jumped on the devil's body, and the huge impact force actually knocked the two or three meters high ghost.Immediately afterwards, the white cat was frantically torn up, claws gripped, and teeth to bite, as if to tear the evil ghost to pieces.

Only the evil ghost wanted to fight, but the white cat was held back to death, and he could not break free at all.

“Oh, oh—”

At this point, the chicken finally arrived.

It was several times larger than an ordinary cock, a little larger than a llama, and looked majestic, and immediately rushed to it, with the sharp and hard hook, pecking the evil ghost.

Every time you peck down, you can bring out a piece of ghost meat, it seems very terrible.

Moreover, it treats the ghost meat as a grass worm and is eating with relish.

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