Looking at Duan Yu's strange eyes, Ye Lang only felt the chrysanthemum tight, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Since it's okay, let's continue to hurry." ”

Duan Yu came back to his senses at this time, nodded again and again, and said, "I almost forgot about business, Miss Zhong is still in Zuo Zimu's hands, I have to go back and report to save her quickly." ”

Seeing this scene, Ye Lang nodded secretly, and it didn't affect Duan Yu, thinking that after getting the Northern Pluto God, he would part ways with Duan Yu.

Not long after, Duan Yu came to a pitch-black cave and suddenly stopped.

For some reason, Duan Yu felt that something in the cave seemed to attract him, making him feel the urge to find out.

"Brother Ye, why don't we go in and have a look?" Duan Yu turned his head to look at Ye Lang, obviously wanting Ye Lang to accompany him in to have a look.

Seeing this scene, Ye Lang's eyes lit up, and he guessed in his heart that there must be the Northern Spiritual Skill and Ling Bo Weibu in the cave in front of him.

"Okay!" Ye Lang nodded, and followed Duan Yu into the cave.

This is a cold and damp cave, and after several tosses, Ye Lang and Duan Yu came to the deepest part of the cave.

In the depths of the cave, as if someone had lived there, there were many room items.

When he saw a crystal clear jade carving beauty in the distance, Ye Lang had to admit that it was really beautiful, but from the vague outline, he couldn't help but feel a sense of amazement.

Ye Lang knew that the carving beauty in front of him was Li Qiushui, Wang Yuyan's grandmother.

Thinking that Wang Yuyan must be more beautiful than Liu Qiushui, Ye Lang couldn't wait to go to Mantuo Villa.

Duan Yu looked at the carving with an amazed face, his eyes were full of fire, and he sighed, "Wow, it's so beautiful, there are such fairies in the world?"

Seeing this scene, Ye Lang on the side frowned, a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes, and in the end, he still couldn't do it.

First, Ye Lang had a good impression of Duan Yu, and if he killed Duan Yu, it would definitely affect the plot changes.

Second, in Tianlong Babu, although he is the second protagonist, he has always been a low martial artist, a full-time pickled girl, and Duan Yu was at most a master of the acquired consummation at his peak.

Just as Ye Lang was pondering, Duan Yu's exclamation came, "Brother Ye, come and take a look!"

When Ye Lang came back to his senses, he saw Duan Yu holding three scrolls in his hands.

Seeing this scene, Ye Lang held back the excitement in his heart, and pretended to be calm and said, "Brother Duan Xian, open it and take a look." ”

At this time, Ye Lang's long-lost voice sounded in Ye Lang's mind.

"Ding Dong! I found the Xuan-level low-grade martial arts, the Northern Spiritual Skills, is the host cultivating?"

"Cultivation!" Ye Lang said silently in his heart.

In the next moment, a large amount of information about the Northern Spiritual Skill emerged in Ye Lang's brain, as if this kind of exercise was born with him.

It is divided into three stages, small success, great success, and consummation.

Xiaocheng realm, you can absorb half of the enemy's internal force for your own use, and you can use it again after digestion (not two small realms of your own).

Dacheng realm, you can absorb all the enemy's internal force for your own use, and you can use it again after digestion (you can't raise your own three small realms).

In the realm of perfection, it can absorb the enemy's internal force in the air for its own use, and automatically filter it into its own internal force. (Do not exceed one of your own realms).

Ye Lang didn't expect that the Northern Spiritual Skill would be so against the sky, it was simply a divine skill that crossed the level and fought!

Even after Ye Lang cultivated the Northern Spiritual Skill to perfection, he would be able to compete with an enemy who was a great realm higher than himself.

Ye Lang, who originally lacked confidence in the Tianlong Babu World, immediately skyrocketed in confidence after obtaining the Northern Spiritual Skill.

At this time, Duan Yu exclaimed with a look of astonishment, "What's going on, why did the scroll spontaneously combust?"

Ye Lang turned his head to look and found three scrolls, one of which actually began to burn.

Seeing this scene, Ye Lang couldn't help but guess in his heart, was it because of his own relationship?

"Maybe it's because the secret of heaven can't be revealed!" Ye Lang casually found a reason, and fooled Duan Yu over.

Subsequently, only two scrolls remained.

One scroll is Ling Bo Weibu, and the other is a painting by Li Qiushui.

Duan Yu turned his head to look at Ye Lang, and said softly, "Brother Ye, the so-called seeers have a share, why don't we each choose a pair of scrolls, but how about luck?"

Hearing this, Ye Lang smiled secretly in his heart, thinking that the best Northern Spiritual Skill had been taken by himself, and now these two scrolls must be portraits and Ling Bo Weibu.

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Lang nodded with a smile, and said softly, "Okay, Brother Duan Xian, let's rely on our luck!

Hearing this, Duan Yu nodded, picked up a pair of scrolls, and opened it to open it, which was obviously the Ling Bo micro-step technique.

Seeing this scene, Ye Lang said secretly in his heart: It seems that Duan Yu is worthy of being the No. 2 pig's foot of Tianlong Babu, and Ling Bo Weibu, which should belong to him, really can't run away.

Of course, with the Northern Spiritual Skill, Ye Lang doesn't care about Ling Bo's microstep, there are body martial arts, and there are any exercises in the system mall, as long as the pretending value is enough.

It's time to part ways with Duan Yu, otherwise it will be a delay, and it will be bad for you to change the plot too much.

After pondering for a moment, Ye Lang spoke, "Brother Duan Xian, now Miss Zhong Ling is still waiting for you to save her life, don't delay the hour." ”

Duan Yu was shocked, and then remembered that Zhong Ling was still in Zuo Zimu's hands, and immediately nodded hurriedly and said, "Look at my memory, Brother Ye, won't you go with me?"

Ye Lang shook his head and said, "Brother Xian, you go first! I have something important to do, and I will go to you when the time comes." ”

"Okay then, Brother Ye, there will be a period later!" Duan Yu said to Ye Feng with a reluctant face, and then turned around and left freely.

At this time, the voice of the system sounded in Ye Lang's mind, "Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host for completing 10% of the task, and rewarding the lottery once, do you want to start the lottery?"

"Hmm, a chance to draw a lottery?" Ye Lang's heart moved.

The next moment, a virtual page appeared in front of Ye Lang's eyes, this was a slot machine-like turntable, with many different things.

"Heaven-level exercises!

"Mysterious Exercises!

"Mysterious magic weapon!

"Heaven and earth are different fires!

After reading those golden inventory, Ye Lang couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and his heart was excited.

The Northern Spiritual Skill that Ye Lang obtained was only at the Xuan level, but there were even so many heaven-level exercises on the lottery wheel.

If you draw one at random, wouldn't you be able to kill your opponent in more seconds?

"Start the lottery!" Ye Lang said silently with an excited face.

The next moment, the lottery wheel starts spinning.

Looking at the rotating lottery wheel, Ye Lang prayed silently in his heart.

"It must be in the middle of the world!"

"It's good to be immortal and immortal!"

"It's okay to fight the emperor! just have one!"

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host Purple Emperor Mask! Is the host included in the equipment slot?"

"Purple Emperor Mask?"

Ye Lang's eyes widened, seeing that the inventory did not draw what he wanted, he was suddenly disappointed, and said listlessly, "Gain in the equipment column!"

The next moment, the information of the Purple Emperor's mask appeared in Ye Lang's mind.

Purple Emperor Mask Level: Growth type (increases with the host's cultivation).

User function: The wearer's temperament is increased by 200%, and the overall combat effectiveness of the emperor's qi is increased by 50%.

After seeing the anti-heaven effect of the Purple Emperor Mask, Ye Lang immediately became excited, and he thought silently in his heart, a purple-gold crystal clear mask was suspended in front of Ye Lang's eyes.

"This thing is so amazing? It can increase the overall combat effectiveness by 50 percent?"

Curious, Ye Lang put the Purple Emperor mask on his face without feeling the slightest discomfort, as if he was born to create it for him.

The next moment, Ye Lang, who was like a scholar, changed his momentum completely, giving people a domineering momentum like an emperor.

At this moment, Ye Lang's body exuded a nine-colored light, and the roaring angry dragon loomed all over his body, if anyone was here, he would definitely think that there was a world-famous emperor in front of him!

"Cool!"

The moment he put on the mask, Ye Lang felt as if he could dominate everything, and he had a feeling of mastering the entire heaven and earth.

......

Three days later.

A mountain village with money, standing full of horseback riding bandits.

The middle-aged man, the one-eyed dragon, condescendingly looked down at the group of villagers in front of him, and in his eyes these people were ants.

He is a master in the middle of the day after tomorrow, and killing this group of mortals is like killing chickens.

Of course, he is not a bandit, but a man from the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands.

Now that the Vulture Palace is recruiting girls, if he can't do this, he won't be able to get the antidote to this year's life and death talisman, so he pretends to be a thief to rob the woman.

At this time, among the villagers, an elderly old man walked out of it.

The old man pounced, knelt in front of the one-eyed dragon, his old face burst into tears, and begged, "Master Shan, there is really nothing valuable in our village, please let us go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man kowtowed vigorously and begged.

The one-eyed dragon flicked its fingers and pierced the old man's forehead, and the old man fell to the ground.

The one-eyed dragon said with a fierce face, "This time Lao Tzu doesn't ask for money, Lao Tzu wants women, hurry up and hand over all the beautiful girls in the village." ”

"You inhumane beasts, fight with you!" The one-eyed dragon's behavior made everyone in Deshan Village angry.

The next moment, after the one-eyed dragon struck again and killed several villagers, the originally angry crowd completely quieted down, and the eyes that looked at him were full of horror.

The one-eyed dragon smiled fiercely and said, "After a stick of incense, if you don't hand over the women in the village, you will all die." ”

Hearing this, the villagers looked desperate, and many girls in the village even took the initiative to stand up.

Seeing this scene, the one-eyed dragon nodded with satisfaction, and waved his big hand and said, "Take it all away for me!"

At this moment, a footstep suddenly came.

The sudden sound of footsteps made everyone look sideways, only to see a white-robed man wearing the mask of the Purple Emperor strolling in the jungle.