"I'm going, this is a car?"
Rubbing his eyes, Yang Xiao made sure that he was right.
The colorful light in the water mirror is nothing but a car.
And it's not an ordinary car, it's a sports car, with a gorgeous shape.
It was no one else who drove, it was the old prince Taishang who had seen him in the Lingxiao Hall.
Suddenly, Yang Xiao thought of something. He remembered that Mo Lishou was leading everyone to sing and dance in the heavenly court when he looked at the water mirror.
He cultivated the eighth accent of the Heavenly Dragon. When dancing, various visions appeared around his body. That time Moli Shou sang a song related to racing.
Naturally, behind him appeared many people driving and racing.
With the strength of Mo Lishou, it is almost impossible to make Laojun and others completely lost, so everyone noticed those cars.
At that time, the heavenly celestial beings were shocked, thinking it was a treasure, they all liked it so much, they wished to have one right away.
But Yang Xiao wouldn't have thought that Laojun Taishang had researched it out.
Looking at the speed of the rampage just now, it is many times faster than those cars in the previous life.
It is indeed something that a has researched, and this is still a sage clone, things are extraordinary.
"Host, what are you doing, how did you make Lao Jun research a sports car?"
The system asked Yang Xiao in shock, speechlessly.
Yang Xiao rolled his eyes and said: "Is your pot good? Lao Jun was dancing with Mo Lishou, and he saw the car shadow emerging behind Mo Lishou, and he followed it up blindly."
"Forget it, the research is nothing, it's just an empty shell, and the core of the power is different." The system didn't say much about it.
In front of Beitian Gate, he stuck his head out of the car with a stunned look. There was an old gentleman who didn't know what spirit grass leaf was in his mouth. Mo Lihai and Wen Qiong were dumbfounded.
Dao Ancestor is making trouble, do you experiment with his newly refined treasure?
"How about, my car is not handsome, come here, get in the car, I will take you drifting and turning, and so on."
Seeing the stunned expressions of the two, Taishang Laojun grinned.
"It seems there is only one seat, right?"
Wen Qiong was dumbfounded, not knowing why, looking at this weird treasure, she always felt a little unreliable in her heart.
His thoughts turned, he sneered and said: "Let Duowen Tianwang and Daozu go, this commander will also guard the Tianmen."
"Haha, well, I forgot that there is only one seat. Let's take Molihai to experiment for a few laps, and then come back and take you."
Taishang Laojun laughed, and Mo Lihai, who was already in the car with joy, stayed for a while, what experiment?
At this time, without giving him much time to think about it, Taishang Laojun controlled his car and rushed out like a dash.
Suddenly, Mo Lihai leaned back directly on the chair.
"How about it, refreshing no, haha, the roaring sound of the engine, the wind whizzing up my hair, drifting and turning, adding enough horsepower, rushing to the end, like the light of freedom, who dares to be my enemy, hahahaha... …"
Taishang Laojun was full of excitement, and the gust of wind blew his hair, humming in his mouth unconsciously.
Feeling the surrounding scenery whizzing past, Molihai panicked: "Dao, Dao, Dao Ancestor, slow down, this speed is about to catch up with Quasi-Sage."
"Don't worry, Lao Jun studies. Safety is definitely guaranteed and will not fall apart halfway."
Taishang Laojun waved his hand not to care, and quickly improved again.
In the bookstore, Yang Xiao looked ashamed, the dignified saint clone, Taishang Laojun, turned out to be a drag party.
Seeing Mr. Taishang's words so full, Yang Xiao had a hunch that something was going to happen, and couldn't help but mourn for Molihai in his heart. This guy was bold enough to sit up with everything.
Listening to what the old man said just now, this car seems to have just been researched out and is ready to test. The probability of no accident is almost zero.
The facts were just as Yang Xiao expected. After a while, black smoke suddenly appeared in the car.
Mo Lihai was almost scared to cry: "Dao, Dao Ancestor, it's smoking, is it going to explode? Stop, let's jump..."
Before Mo Lihai finished shouting, there was a crash, and the explosion of fire engulfed the two of them.
After a while, Lao Jun Taishang walked out of the center of the explosion carrying the tattered, half-dead Mo Lihai.
"It seems that the speed is too fast, and the blessed formation friction with the outside creates a high temperature and explodes. Go back and study it again."
Muttering in his mouth, Taishang Laojun turned an elixir out and stuffed it into Molihai's mouth. The next moment Molihai woke up leisurely.
The newly awakened Molihai jumped up and looked around in fright. He was relieved to see that he was standing on the ground.
"Mo Lihai, thank you for experimenting with me. I will look for you next time and I will go back."
Taishang Laojun laughed, waved his hand to turn the flame and residue of the car into nothingness, and the Molihai with a weeping face flew back to the heaven.
"Hahaha, Mo Lihai is unlucky, this is a guinea pig!"
In the bookstore, Yang Xiao laughed, and if he sat a few times, Mo Lihai would have a psychological shadow.
Bringing Molihai to the Beitian Gate, Taishang Laojun put the person down and ran back on his own.
"Uh, uh, Mo Lihai, what's wrong with you, what happened?"
Looking at the terrible Molihai, Wen Qiong twitched the corner of his mouth and asked curiously.
Fortunately, I didn't go up to the ground just now, otherwise it would be him now!
"It's exploded, Daozu's treasure is still semi-finished."
Mo Lihai wanted to cry. Seeing Wen Qiong and the surrounding heavenly soldiers saw that his eyes were not right, when he lowered his head, he found that he was covered in tatters.
The expression on his face froze, and Mo Lihai said angrily: "Look, see, do you want to be happy with the king? Come on, jump together."
"You, you, Molihai, don't mess around, we still have to guard the gate of heaven."
Wen Qiong was startled, and stared at Mo Lihai vigilantly.
Happy ghost, it's going to kill you, okay, if you accidentally finish playing.
"Why, don't wait for someone to change the guard at this time, want to guard the gate?"
Mo Lihai glared at Wen Qiong contemptuously, and became smug in his heart. He danced a tune to make this guy like this. His dying soul burial skill is really not in vain.
Wen Qiong said sternly: "I heard that King Chiguo used his unique means to help everyone break through the bottleneck, improve their strength, and make contributions to the heavens. He should be very busy now. It's a small matter of guarding the gate, so why don't I stay overnight for him."
"What about me, what if I change with you today?" Mo Lihai sneered sneer.
"I think your magical powers can help the immortals to temper the soul. Good iron should be used on the blade. You can help others, and I can keep the heaven for you for one night."
His eyes flashed, and Wen Qiong replied, it was not that he surrendered to Molihai, but he found that after jumping with Molihai, the soul was indeed stronger.
It's just the same, the danger just now is also very big, an inadvertent one is the end of the soul bursting and death.
