I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

Jiao Qingtu instantly seized the opportunity, and the dragon's body wrapped around him, like a shaking spear across the sky, and tightly wrapped around the lion king: "Little guy, when the world is old, your mother is not even here yet." Born!"

The old dragon laughed wantonly and chased the lion king fiercely. It used all kinds of magical powers to smash down as if for free, smashing the king's head to pieces and bleeding, and the wailing sound spread all over the place. world.

"Little guy, you have to watch out, you can't let go of any of these guys from the Demon God Palace!"

Unknowingly, Jiao Qingtu's eyes were red, filled with ferocious flames. It was like a flame of life, burning and boiling, erupting with the final light and heat.

But at this moment, the Lion King suddenly burst out laughing: "Old guy, do you really think I can't beat you?"

Jiao Qingtu frowned. The Lion King was indeed not as strong as him, but he was not at his peak either. If he wanted to win the Lion King, it would not be something he could do in an instant.

He calmed down slightly, then sneered disdainfully: "If you have that ability, why don't you come and try to beat me?"

However, the Lion King seemed not to be provoked by him at all, and still had a faint sarcastic smile on his face.

"Old guy, you have already half-stepped into the underworld. Do you really think you are the person I want to deal with?"

"What did you say--"

At this moment, Jiao Qingtu finally came to his senses.

His senses went crazy, and then he discovered that the "arrogance" in him had disappeared without even realizing it.

"When exactly?!" Jiao Qingtu was confused.

When he was completely unaware, the last descendant of the Jiao clan disappeared without a trace, without any fluctuation, and without any warning signs from him!

The next moment, Jiao Qingtu suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes were scarlet red, and his body was full of death aura mixed with evil energy. He no longer cared about his injuries, and roared violently towards the Lion King:

"Kitten...you are looking for death!!"

"It's not necessarily me who dies."

The lion shook his head quietly, his defenses were airtight. Even though he was coughing up blood, he still firmly held back Jiao Qingtu, preventing him from setting foot in the Demon God Palace.

At this time, Jiao Qingtu had realized something.

"Damn it...you guys deserve to die!"

He roared angrily and used all his strength to attack. However, his current state was no better than when he was at his peak. Although he could suppress the Lion King, he was still unable to take a step beyond his reach.

Jiao Qingtu finally understood: "That monster is indeed in your Demon God's Palace! Your goal has been Jiaojiao from the beginning!"

The Lion King was noncommittal and replied in a hoarse voice:

"How can the wisdom of the Holy Son be understood by a barbarian like you?"

And at the same time.

Feng Xia looked around at the unfamiliar environment with some confusion:

"Mom? Have I traveled through time again?"

Where is this place? !

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Chapter 0212

To be honest, Feng Xia almost thought that this novel was going to transform from a fantasy novel about cultivating immortals to an infinite novel...

After all, one moment ago, he was holding the two horns of Jiao Qingtu, standing on the dragon's back, as if he had transformed into a dragon warrior, and the next moment he could summon the Dragon Climbing Sword...

As a result, the next moment, my eyes suddenly blurred for no apparent reason, and I came to this strange place.

This is a tall and vast building. The passage he is in now is tens of feet long and wide. Walking here at such a tall height is like walking in a canyon and jungle.

Nowhere to go, no end in sight.

"Damn it, this house would have to sell for billions in the imperial capital..." Feng Xia couldn't help but mutter, still feeling particularly confused.

who I am?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

The classic three questions of time traveler's philosophy once again appeared in Feng Xia's mind, but when he felt the mana rushing through his body and the endless flow of majestic energy and blood, he felt more or less at ease.

Fortunately, at least, unlike when he first traveled to the ancient land of gods, he is no longer the powerless person he is today.

"I would like to take a look..."

Feng Xia slowly clenched her fists, as if there were flames burning in her eyes, candles illuminated the sky and the earth, she could see into the void in all directions and scanned every inch of space around her.

"No, I shouldn't have traveled through time."

Soon, Feng Xia made a basic judgment and thought to himself: "However, I probably fell into some kind of trick and was plotted by a certain turtle grandson. Even senior Jiao Qingtu didn't find out..."

He roughly deduced what happened.

And looking at the entire Demon City, who can do this?

In the end, there was only one name left in Feng Xia's mind:

Demon God Palace!

"I am afraid that only the Demon God Palace can do it without knowing it. However, who is it that takes action? The leader of the country who has never seen the dragon, or the one who forced the Holy Son to do so. ?”

Many thoughts flashed through Feng Xia's mind. According to his judgment, the mastermind behind the scenes was probably between the two.

But he still can't figure it out...

Everyone has no injustice in the past and no worries in recent times. Why does the Demon God Palace deal with him?

It’s not like I’m really idle, so I randomly select a lucky visitor, right?

Well, someone has completely forgotten who they are now...

"strangeness……"

Suddenly, Feng Xia's eyes moved slightly, and then his vision returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, he walked forward step by step.

In the invisible corner, there was an invisible line of sight passing through the void and falling on the young man in white.

"Interesting...really interesting."

"Is this guy the last of the East China Sea Jiao tribe? No, it doesn't look like it. Where did he come from? What race is he actually?"

"Or maybe he is the secretly cultivated descendant of the East China Sea Jiao Clan?"

"However, since he has entered the Demon God Palace, he cannot escape from the palm of his hand. Haha, as long as he becomes us, the secret of this kid will be our secret."

"That's right, join us, become us!"

"Soon... soon we will be able to break out of the seal... No restrictions, no shackles, no access to heaven and earth can stop us from coming..."

"Haha...the ancestral land of Tianwen Divine Kingdom..."

Boom——

The next moment, the void exploded.

It was a fierce evil energy that could not be described in words. It contained a fearless spirit of wielding a knife towards the sky and moving forward. It was crazy and persistent, and it broke through all the space obstacles in front of it!

"finally found you."

Feng Xia held a pig-killing knife with a harmless smile on his face. His whole body was shrouded in evil aura, and then a dark and uncertain divine wheel jumped out, like a sea of ​​chaos. On top of that divine wheel, a The golden Taoist platform suppresses chaos and exudes the aura of gods and ghosts.

Finally, a golden Yuan Dan emerged, blooming with immortal brilliance, suspended above Feng Xia's downfall.

He just walked out of the evil aura, like an innate god and demon in the chaos, with his feet on the chaos and the haze above his head. He opened the sky with one step. With one thought, he took seven steps forward and arrived in front of an indescribable shadow.

"Having been hiding here for so long, you must be a good candidate for a camera, right?"

Feng Xia sneered and didn't bother to say anything more. He raised his knife and slashed it in the air!

What surprised him slightly was that the butcher's knife also seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation. A faint light emitted from the blade, and a clear trembling sound came out. Then Feng Xia felt a more broad and wild wave. The spirit was suddenly connected to his own consciousness.

Cut off the whole world without shedding your sword!

His sword heart, which was in the realm of Dzogchen, seemed to have broken through some invisible barrier. Dragons were swimming in the sea, eagles were flying in the sky, and they were transcending to a higher level in an instant.

In the purple palace between Feng Xia's eyebrows, an illusory and uncertain symbol condensed out, like a knife-shaped mark, which made Feng Xia's attack reach an unprecedented height!

Knife Road.

Soul of the Knife!

The wind and summer bring blessings to the soul, and you can cut it off with one knife and never look back.

"This breath...this sword intent?!"

The consciousness in the shadow exclaimed in disbelief: "No way, it can't be that guy! That guy is dead. He has been dead for who knows how many years. There is no way he can resurrect!"

Pfft——

Just as the voice fell, Feng Xia's sword light had already struck, slicing through the void, dissecting the darkness, opening up Hongmeng, dividing Yin and Yang, and forcibly cutting open a brand new world in the endless chaos!

The writhing darkness exploded.

"My great magical power of the sword...has been accomplished."

Feng Xia walked slowly over, comprehending the artistic conception just now, and silently thought in her heart: "My great magical power of swordsmanship is called the National Warriors' Unparalleled Thirteen Swords, so my great magical power of swordsmanship is called..."

"Three thousand worlds without me to kill."

It wasn't until this moment that Feng Xia looked straight ahead.