Unlimited Adventures

There was a moment of silence, and then, the entire Beigefeng defense line, wherever it could be seen, was plunged into joy, and the agitation caused by the appearance of the Golden Dragon Sacrifice Soul disappeared without a trace.

Above the fortress of Bing398, the group of Floating Jade Sect monks who had been looking forward to their eyes also cheered.

"The boss is the boss! Really **** good!"

Brother Jing suddenly jumped and threw the animal bones in his hand towards the direction of the barbarian camp. He turned around and hugged Zeng Qiu in his arms. The chest was squeezed almost out of breath, and he could only wave his hands in vain, and there was a strange sound in his throat.

"Where is Xi Fu! Niuniu can't see it!" The little guy cleverly leaned against them, and looked at with his big eyes squinted, his pink face full of discomfort.

After all, she had only built her foundation stage cultivation base, her eyesight couldn't be compared with those around her, and the shadow of the bronze giant cauldron could still be seen a little bit, but Xiang Yang's figure was beyond her reach.

Brother Jing quacked and threw Zeng Qiu aside, lowered his head, picked up the little guy on his shoulders, and pointed his finger: "Hey, your master is there! Did you see that big bug? Click. .."

He made a decisive gesture: "It was done by your master..."

Niuniu twisted her delicate body, stretched her small head forward, clapped her hands and giggled: "Xi Fu is the best, the big bug... Click! Another big bug, or click..."

Between the C.398 fortress and the Jiasan, there is also a fortress line of defense. Jia Bo looked at the distance with a pale face, his heart beating like a drum.

Is this still a human? What kind of enemy did he provoked that day? Fortunately, in the face of the two real ancestors, that guy didn't care about him anymore...

On another fortress, a group of cultivators from the Kongsang Gate also stared blankly. Even if they couldn’t see who was in the phantom of the giant bronze cauldron, the incident of Xiang Yangdu’s trespassing into the barbaric camp had spread, even if he was a fool. , I also know the identity of that person.

I remembered that a few months ago, they even wanted to take the place of the Fuyu Sect. This is like grabbing food from the tiger’s mouth and pulling out the beard under the dragon’s jaw...

In fact, how can Xiang Yang think of them?

He and these monks are no longer rivals on the same level. For example, a person walking in a wasteland is suddenly bitten by a mosquito. If he didn't shoot him to death on the spot, he would naturally not have to kill the mosquito. Find out to vent your anger.

That doesn't make any sense.

At this time, even the movement caused by the avatar of Qiankun Ding had been deaf to his ears, and he was completely immersed in that trace of sentiment.

......

"what..."

In the abbot's fairy mountain, a voice full of surprise came from the body of the Qiankun Ding.

"Old man, our young master is really a strange person. This is the law of the middle way. Nine Tribulations masters may not be able to comprehend it. He is just a little cultivator in the pill formation stage. Seeing this, he unexpectedly realized something. ..."

"Without such luck and talent, how can he be recognized by the old master? Although he has not yet received the complete inheritance, but even the boss has recognized him, what could be wrong?"

Hearing him mention the boss, Ding Shuai's voice suddenly became lighter: "Speaking of the boss, what did you find? I think there is something wrong with this place of trial during this period of time."

The old pen head retracted his gaze from the spectroscopic mirror, and looked at him sneakily: "The old soul emperor seems to know something, but he refuses to say... I also think it's weird! "

Ding Shuai smiled bitterly: "The boss and the old master are all of the same generation. How can we figure out what he wants to do? It's just that during this period of time, you didn't find that the Penglai ruins are getting closer and closer to the abbot's fairy mountain. Well?"

The old pen pinched his goatee and frowned, "I have been to Hunyuan Taoist Temple and used a spectrophotometer to explore it. Not only the ruins of Penglai, but also Yingzhou is also close... even the long-destroyed Daiyu There seems to be a hint of breath from He Yuan Qiao..."

Qiankun Ding's body trembled slightly: "This is a major event... Isn't the boss preparing to reopen the immortal road?"

The old pen said with a frown, "But if the five immortal mountains are to be reunited, this is too costly. It is estimated that the power gathered in the entire trial site for so many years is not in case, unless the Hunyuan Dao Palace and Hunyuan are used. The power of the tower..."

The more he thought about it, the more depressed, his old face wrinkled into a ball: "But the inheritance is uncertain, the fairy is destroyed, even if those two guys make do, they can only use some of the most superficial power. Without the elder worm, what's the use of the queen of phoenix? No matter how strong the boss is, he should not move this fairy emperor's treasure, right?"

The more he talked, the lighter his voice became: "...You said that the boss wouldn't sacrifice both of us, right?"

"..."

The giant bronze cauldron uttered a hum, and it was silent for a long time. It was only after a long while that the light burst, and the sound of Ding Shuai gritted his teeth was heard.

"Old man, help! Young master is not enough! So when will we really get the inheritance! Fight!"

A series of runes and green lights surged along the mysterious connection between the main body and the clone. The runes were drawn too quickly, and the sky-roofed hair on the old pen's head was full of green smoke, and the Qiankun Ding In the body, there is a brilliant work of light, and several kinds of spiritual fires are ignited at the same time.

......

I don't know how long it has been standing still, Xiang Yang's fingers suddenly moved slightly, and the eyes that were originally closed slowly opened, and a sharp light flashed by.

He had never noticed the golden liquid suspended above his head and the runes beside him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He directly stretched out his fingers and flicked on the Ruyi stick in front of him.

After the hum of light, there was silence all around, as if nothing had happened.

He was still standing quietly, his eyes calm, and a moment later, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the ground, and then within a few hundred meters, the earth rolled and moved, and there appeared a dragon-like gully.

"Resonance and frequency...actually, it is to find the rhythm of everything... This kind of rhythm is just a matter of things, and it varies from scene to scene. It is extremely complex and requires extremely powerful computing power to find it."

A smile hung on the corner of Xiang Yang's mouth, and he stretched out his hand again, and another loud noise came. This time the air beside him was distorted. In the wilderness, there was suddenly a violent wind dancing and whistling against the ground.

"But I have a day in my body. As long as I observe carefully, this is not difficult, but with my current strength, the scope of influence is still limited... But if I can incorporate this rhythm into my usual attacks , This power...Huh..."

After a burst of joy, he finally woke up from that kind of epiphany, his spiritual consciousness turned, and he looked around blankly.