Fantasy: The villain is actually myself

After hearing Yang Yong's words, the phantom couldn't calm down for a long time,

Even this shadow flickered a little, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

When Yang Yong saw this, how could he let the duck with its beak fly away?Immediately opened the mouth.

"Brother Zu, I'm just asking casually, don't take it to heart!"

"Come on, continue, inheritance is important!"

"I feel that your days are numbered, hurry up and let out the corner of your eye, isn't it good?"

"Come on, pass on all your bottom-pressing skills to me as soon as possible!"

"Let me carry forward your lintel!"

But the phantom turned a deaf ear to it, still standing there in a daze, as if thinking about something, still muttering to himself.

"Hiss~ My descendants, how did they come here?"

"I remember, I don't seem to have slept with any woman?"

"Is it the fairy from Jingzhai Holy Land? Or Princess Wanhua from the Supreme Immortal Dynasty?"

"Could it be that someone put me to sleep while I was asleep?"

"Then gave birth to a baby on the spot and threw it to me, and let me raise the older one?"

"Hiss, what am I, I can't remember!"

The phantom became more and more chaotic as he thought about it, and the flickering frequency became higher and higher.

It seems that it will disappear at any time!

It is basically a phantom of supernatural powers, leaving behind a trace of spiritual thoughts and inheritance memories of the ancestors of Daqian back then.

Just now, most of the inheritance has been empowered to Yang Yong, and his remaining mana is already very weak.
Now, this divine sense seems to have suffered a major blow and began to fade rapidly.

Yang Yong, hurry up!

I kept scolding myself in my heart!

Damn, I'm such an idiot, why talk so much?

Why not wait for him to pass the inheritance before chattering?
It's all right now, this phantom definitely has some supernatural powers that he hasn't passed on to him, this time he suffered a blood loss!
"Senior, I guess, you must be looking for someone to be born on behalf of you, right?"

The phantom asked suspiciously: "Daisheng?"

"Marry a wife by myself and let others help me enter the bridal chamber and give birth to a baby?"

"I, green myself?"

Yang Yong was stunned by what he said.

He was also in a hurry, and said casually,

Being explained in this way, it seems that there is something like this!
He wanted to laugh a little, but suddenly his face changed,
Fuck, am I not a descendant of this phantom in terms of setting?

The ancestor was greened, so who the hell am I?
He didn't dare to think about it anymore, and said immediately.

"Brother, stop thinking about it, we are bound by blood!"

"As for having children, who said that you can't have children without marrying a wife?"

"Hey, ancestor, hurry up and pass on the inheritance, I'm in a hurry to use it!"

"Don't pass it on half way through, it's shocking!"

But the phantom was still indifferent, looked up at the sky for a while, looked down at the ground for a while,

Then he pointed fingers together, and spread his hands to express his helplessness.

"Grass, my descendants, how did they come here?"

"Do I have a wife?"

"If there is, isn't my swordsmanship just a joke?"

"If not, why did I found the Dagan Dynasty? My descendants jumped out of the stone?"

The paradox of this question almost drove this phantom crazy!
Yang Yong slapped himself hard, and scolded: "Why am I so cheap?"

"Be honest and become stronger, isn't it good?"

"Ancestor, where is your Ancestral Spirit Sword? Hurry up and pass it on to me!"

The phantom pointed at the sword pavilion casually, and said: "There, go get it yourself, don't disturb my thinking!"

Yang Yong saw that the huge Jiange connecting the sky and the earth, about a thousand feet high and tens of feet thick, was really like a sword.
But if you take it down, it will be difficult.

"Is there any formula to control this? Can you pass it on quickly, don't worry about it, everyone's time is precious!"

Just as Yang Yong roared loudly, the phantom suddenly realized.

"I see, I know how my descendants came from?"

"It's Mengqing, the Empress of the Devil's Gate. She came here with a child in her arms, and said it was my cub!"

"Fuck, I remember at that time, my virgin body was still there, how could there be cubs?"

"However, it seems that the blood test was done at that time, and it seems to be really compatible with mine!"

"My mother, who slept with me?"

"No, I must figure this out, I can't just be a receiver in such a daze!"

"Boy, I have now"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Yong immediately interrupted: "First pass on all your skills, ok?"

"Then give me a copy of your magic weapon at the bottom of the box, all kinds of supernatural powers."

Xu Ying turned to look at the chattering Yang Yong, his eyes lit up, and he murmured.

"The main body is too far away from this fairyland, it is estimated that this news will not be delivered at all!"

"If you possess him and completely improve his cultivation, I'm afraid there will be some chances."

Yang Yong's scalp was numb from his stare.

Hearing his words, he immediately refused.

"Old boy, I advise you, don't mess around!"

"I am the protagonist of heaven and earth, you will never take me away!"

"You can't even imagine my trump card. If you dare to come, you will be like a moth to a flame!"

That phantom didn't talk nonsense: "Boy, if I possess you, I will naturally teach you endless sword skills!"

"As long as one day, you can take me out of here and go to a destination!"

Yang Yong thought for a while: "I want the sword of origin that you have in the sky of Huangjian Daozhou!"

That phantom smiled faintly: "That's just a gadget I made in my spare time. It shouldn't be a problem for you to become an emperor or even an ancestor!"

"Okay, I'll get it later!"

"Anything else to ask for?"

Yang Yong smiled "hehe": "Of course it is a peerless sword!"

"A sword that pulls the wind is the capital of a swordsman's pretense!"

Xu Ying said with a smile: "Why is this so difficult? Come on, don't resist, I will help you withdraw the sword now!"

Yang Yong thought for a while,
Anyway, I am the protagonist, and this ancestor is also a brother who travels through, so it should be fine.

He opened his hands, closed his eyes, and shook his waist a few times, as if he was about to be executed.

"bring it on!"

The phantom immediately entered Yang Yong's body: "Don't resist, let me control the body!"

Yang Yongguo really didn't move at all, and his soul retreated to the side!
Then, this 'Yang Yong' continued to make formulas in his hands, and continuously typed out mysterious and incomparable seal formulas,

Did not enter the huge sword pavilion.

rumbling~
There is a roar in the sky,
The huge sword pavilion began to shrink rapidly,
A huge pit hundreds of meters deep was also exposed on the ground.

Then Yang Yong muttered a few Sanskrit sounds in a low voice, the sword shrunk to the size of a normal sword body, and rushed towards him.

The body of the sword is black and emits black light,
A black light streaked across the void.

The long sword fell into the hands of 'Yang Yong', he observed it carefully,
The surface of the sword body is not smooth, but has layers of protrusions,
Like layers of pavilions engraved on it,
Moreover, these pavilions faintly reveal the fluctuation of the law of space,

As if there is another infinite universe inside,
But he has no time to care about it at the moment.

Holding the sword in his hand, 'Yang Yong' flew towards the outside immediately.

To him, this secret land is like going home, extremely free.

Outside the gate of the Jiange, Yang Mojian and others saw a figure of a Honglong with infinite power and good fortune appearing in the phantom of the Jiange.

"Attention, he is here, ready to shoot!"