Reborn As An Interstellar Giant Mosquito

Life has its ups and downs like this.

Under the crowd's pursuit, the old man didn't notice that a tiny mosquito was approaching at a close distance.

Of course, this mosquito is much larger than ordinary mosquitoes, but it is still difficult to detect. After all, mosquitoes also use their own energy to hide themselves from others as much as possible.

"This Mr. Huang... has a very strange aura. Is this the being who is about to ascend to immortality?"

Jia Yan was in the corner, feeling the aura of this 'Huang Lao'.

It's really weird.

He can feel it. Although this person's current strength is still very weak and can be stabbed to death with one foot, there is a very unique aura inside his body. As long as the transformation of this aura is completed, Huang Lao will also He has grown into a character who even feels a little afraid of himself.

"interesting."

After experiencing the magic of the so-called "immortal family" again, Jia Yan stayed with Huang Lao for about two hours before leaving with satisfaction.

Because even Mr. Huang didn't know what was about to happen to him, Jia Yan gave up after seeing enough.

Huang Lao smiled, and the lion's head exuded a very violent light. As I waved my arms, small pieces of sunlight flowed out from my fingers, and instantly turned into endless warmth, appearing for everyone watching Huang Lao.

Huang Xian is in the guest room, whether he comes in or out.

Huang Lao's hoarse voice sounded from the door.

Half a day ago, the carriage belonging to Huang Xian also left the big city where he had been lingering for several days.

Gusts of wind quickly blew across the small town. The 'sun' in the sky reflected a golden light, and the whole city seemed to be bathed in light.

If Wen Yi falls on the body surface of other living creatures, it will be absorbed instantly. At least it will not have the effect of prolonging life. It is impossible for an existence stuck in a cultivation level to break through directly.

As for the powerful people below the competitors, even if there is no Tiangong, can they be compared with the number of Xiao Neng in the "entire universe"?

I think it is produced naturally by the forces of heaven and earth, but there are also human factors that play a role in it.

The lion-headed Mr. Huang, who I had seen one after another, flew low from the mansion with a smile. The rays of light slowly transferred to my body, and the endless radiance fell on him, bathing him like a real fairy. Godlike.

"Practice skills?" Huang Xian paused for a moment.

Because it has been a rule since ancient times that those with silk threads will leave their hometowns, but will stay in their families or places of influence and continue to protect their hometowns, just like in the future.

"We rejoice together. Today, this immortal ascends to heaven. No one who sees it will be blessed."

But I didn't say much. I just stood up calmly and suddenly turned around and said: "By the way, those competitors in the palace are gentle arresters and crackdowns in Tiangong. If they want to cause trouble, they must not cause any friction with Tiangong. This is all I have to say, I hope you will cherish it."

In this way, the weak can have the circulation of Dharma, and the immortals can also perform their duties.

But no matter how powerful they are, on average there is one "little expert" in each galaxy that is broken.

But my pair of compound eyes flashed with faint brilliance, and I pointed out my feet to block the invasion of the Jiayan.

"What price?" Wen Yixin said, as expected.

The rules of heaven and earth require immortals to perform their tasks - to walk in the world and observe the sufferings of the world.

"Oh? Did Mr. Huang live for ten thousand years? For you in the world, living for ten thousand years is a lifespan that only a small talent can't live up to."

Before Mr. Huang landed, the entire Huang family was trampled by countless people, and the entire carnival atmosphere lasted from morning to evening, and then from evening to day.

"The power of the Immortal Family is indeed not difficult for you."

Half a day later, the glow dissipated, and overwhelming shouts rang out from all directions in the city: "I wish Mr. Huang great success!"

Wen Yi stood up, lifted the teapot placed under the table with his foot, and poured tea for the other party.

The cultivation method of the universe is originally the same as the cultivation method of the outside world, and the cultivation method of the immortal cultivation place close to the central continent and the Tiangong flag makes me scratch my head.

Huang Lao shook his head, I'm afraid that was the first time I met a guy who was giving face like that before I was in Guangsi.

It seems that I know a lot about the identities of the visitors in heaven and what they are looking for in the outside world.

"It is natural that you cultivators, who originally pursue longevity equal to that of Heaven, gradually turn to the study of cultivation methods to increase life span. However, because of this, your fighting ability is weak. As a Heavenly Practitioner participating in the competition, he must be very harmful to you. I don’t understand the fighting power of people from the ‘outer world’.”

"Huh……"

Huang Xian felt that he was being stared at by a very terrifying creature.

"He can't think about where there are no low-end weaklings far away. The worst is to be close to someone like Mr. Huang who is about to lose his hair. It's okay for you to go over and ask."

hiss.

A million years...

I am studying this Jia Yan who is involved in myself.

"The atmosphere in the pavilion is completely different from that of monks like you. Although you, Huang, are ignorant, you are at least well-read. During those ten thousand years, you have heard rumors from people in their heavens."

But just before I withdrew my eyes from Jia Yan, I suddenly moved, put away the formation where Jia Yan was, and said calmly: "I am here to visit, and I have not lost my welcome. Please come back and talk about it." .”

This is not the only galaxy that communicates with the outside world. There are probably thousands of "Xiao Neng" in every galaxy.

Xiu Guangsi couldn't live a million years before her death, or maybe even just a million years. That would be hundreds of years older than I am now, and her lifespan would be much longer. Find Shuyuan www. zhaoshuyuan.com I can even imagine what it would be like to live for such a long time.

"Haha, your Majesty is not interested. Isn't there any difference between trading with me or dealing with others? Could it be that he thinks that other people's requirements will be more complicated than mine? Then he thinks less."

Before I could react, I saw Huang Lao here smiling evilly at my friend, and then looked away.

Even if you really want me to sort it out, I can still sort out some of my own cultivation secrets. After all, I am still a low-level domain master who has no systematic cultivation ability.

Unexpected, but also reasonable.

"Anyway, I'm sorry. That conversation was not pleasant. See you next time."

Bad and weak!

Huang Xian also felt a sense of fear, but just looked at the uninvited guest.

"My cultivation technique is such a bad thing. Besides, it should be useful to people in the outside world. What does he want for it?"

But for that kind of unknown energy, it is absolutely possible for Huang Xian to swallow it.

Huangxian is also an example.

As soon as Huang Xiang came to his senses, the lion-headed creature behind his eyes seemed to disappear, disappearing directly behind his eyes.

"Is he looking for the teleportation array? In reality, in your small continent, the teleportation array is not considered a mystery in the eyes of low-end people. If the superior wants to know, you can point him to it, but he must pay a certain price. "

"That's true, but the immortals have said that in the eyes of the low-level people in their small continent, the location of the teleportation array is not mysterious. Why do you want to trade with him? It's like getting information about the teleportation array from others."

Mr. Huang was also polite. He sat up and started drinking with Huang Xian. He didn't look like an immortal at all.

Lao Ma's original sanity was enough to think very little, but before his wisdom improved, it was not the same.