Jiang Fengyang didn't know what kind of beam the Great Zen Master of Bodhi Temple had with the Ancient Longyuan Sword Forger.

It's just that the moment the little monk appeared, the swordsmith burst out and killed people, and this matter should not be so simple.

"What's going on. Jiang Fengyang looked at the little monk.

"I waited for a long time and didn't wait for you, I'm worried about you. The little monk was in a hurry.

"Okay, it's okay. ”

At this time, although Jiang Fengyang was a little angry in his heart, this was not the time to blame the little monk.

After comforting the little monk, he stood up, Jiang Fengyang's chest collapsed slowly recovered as before, and turned his head to look at the Ancient Dragon Yuan Sword Forger.

"What, you want to fight?" Jiang Fengyang asked.

Compared to the Ancient Dragon Yuan Sword Forger, Jiang Fengyang was more inclined to this cute little monk of Wutong.

"Don't fight, don't fight, where is the opponent of the Dragon King. The old man didn't move at all.

There was a palpable sarcasm between the words.

Jiang Fengyang didn't know what to say.

It's embarrassing.

"You missed your appointment. The old man said.

Jiang Fengyang didn't know what agreement Beiyuan had with this old man, after all, although he had Beiyuan's system and Beiyuan's Ying keel on his body, he was not the body after all.

Even if it was the first time to enter the Divine Domain, he didn't get too much news about Beiyuan, he only knew that Beiyuan wanted to punish immortals!

"Why don't you miss the appointment. "At this time, I can only slap my swollen face and become fat anyway, after all, Jiang Fengyang still has some careful thoughts of his own.

For example, tinkering with a handy weapon.

It's best to put together the Xiaozhu Immortal Sword Formation.

"It's up to you. ”

How did the old man become hob meat, and the appearance of oil and salt not being invaded is really infuriating.

But as the old saying goes, it is the grandson who asks for someone, and Jiang Fengyang is now getting along with the old man for the purpose of begging for someone, and he can't get angry.

Jiang Fengyang always felt that the atmosphere was not quite right, and it was quite weird in comparison.

Just now, the old man burst into a murderous momentum, the corpse of the heavenly immortal kneeling on the ground and the traces of being dragged down, no matter how you look at this underground palace, it is not so simple.

"Your stuff. The old man said.

A streamer roared and slammed into the door.

Extremely hot!

Jiang Fengyang subconsciously wanted to pick it up with his hands, after all, this is human nature.

But he didn't see that the old man had opened his almost blind eyes.

At that moment, the divine light flowed.

However, there is something in the body that is faster than Jiang Fengyang's speed - it is the Soul Wheel Heavenly Fire!

Jiang Fengyang originally reacted extremely quickly, but the abnormal movement of the soul wheel and heavenly fire made his actions a little slower.

When the thing almost hit the face, the heat suddenly disappeared.

A dark shadow vanished!

What the heck.

Snatching food?

When I looked up, I saw that the old man had already raised his head, and looked at him with a mocking expression, which seemed to mean that you should be the Dragon King and have today.

Can he Jiang Fengyang stand it like this?

It just doesn't make sense!

Turning his head, it was the little monk holding a sword in his hand.

"This is the Ancient Seven Fierce Sword?" Jiang Fengyang was stunned again, and his pupils shrank to look at the Ancient Dragon Yuan Sword Forger.

At this time, the Ancient Dragon Yuan Sword Forger was like dead, and there was no sound at all.

"The Ancient Seven Fierce Sword, I finally got it. The little monk smiled incomparably insolently.

"What's the matter with you?" Jiang Fengyang felt a kind of anger at being deceived.

Lao Tzu protects you everywhere, you treat me as a Kaizi!

The little monk didn't say a word, turned around and rushed to the underground palace, without the slightest explanation.

Boom!

Another monk rushed in.

It's just that this monk is held in the hands of the golden gods, and his legs have turned into stones.

Looking at the monk with the sword again, I realized that he was standing on the ground with a good posture at this time.

The trick of the real and fake Monkey King?

No, this is true or false, and there is no need to think about it at all.

Jiang Fengyang was stunned, but instantly understood.

This guy should be the demon powerhouse hidden in the dungeon, and then looking at the realm, it is indeed the peak of the Tibetan realm, and it is estimated that there is a line of separation from the saint.

This is okay, Jiang Fengyang will definitely not let him go at this time.

There was no reason to spare his life.

Disappeared in an instant, grabbing the long sword in the hand of the fake monk.

"You are doing death, the old monk has been hacked to death with the ancient murder weapon, you dare to grasp it!" The fake monk seemed to know a lot of things.

"Look at your decaying eyes!" Jiang Fengyang sneered, and the hand that grabbed the long sword didn't stop at all.

It was like a red-hot iron rod that entered the water, and it smoked.

The sneer on the fake monk's face had not yet solidified, but he found that Jiang Fengyang's hand had not changed at all.

"Impossible!" the fake monk roared angrily, pulling with all his might.

Motionless!

How could it be possible, he had seen with his own eyes that bad old man holding a long sword and splitting the immortal-level Shao Jun into two pieces with one sword!

How did he turn into a burning stick in front of him?

"What's impossible, you weak chicken!" Jiang Fengyang tugged hard.

The fake monk's body pounced directly on Jiang Fengyang as if it was uncontrollable, and Jiang Fengyang raised his foot to be a "jio".

"No!"

The fake monk screamed, and the divine power on his body suddenly surged out like a tide, but it had no effect.

Click.

Most of the dungeon collapsed.

Wutong stared blankly at the collapsed dungeon, glanced at Jiang Fengyang's feet again, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back. Jiang Fengyang looked embarrassed. "Old man, what's the ...... of this sword?"

Jiang Fengyang's words came to an abrupt end.

That Ancient Dragon Abyss Swordsmith had disappeared without a trace without a trace.

"What a weirdo, I won't say hello when I leave, don't say it's an acquaintance next time we meet......" Jiang Fengyang turned his head in thought.

But he found that the little monk had been looking at his hand, and his pupils were about to shrink into cross-eyed.

"Is this your fear?" Jiang Fengyang waved his hand, and found that the shape of this sword was extremely strange, and it should not be a sword to be exact.

If you forcibly count it, it can only be said to be a sword embryo.

"He's gone. The little monk took away his supernatural powers, leaving only a golden shadow to carry him to the surface.

Between the words, there are seven points of relief and three points of unwillingness.

However, his sentence without a beginning or end directly confused Jiang Fengyang.

"Who?" Jiang Fengyang was stunned for a moment, looking at the demonic powerhouse who was kicked out by him.

The little monk was silent.

Drifting away.

Jiang Fengyang looked at the back of the little monk, walked directly to the ruins, and slashed down with a sword, all the ruins were suspended as weightless, Jiang Fengyang waved his hand.

The ruins are gone.

There was a corpse lying on the ground, a body that had been dead for a long time. Fastest update on PC:/

What a trick.

Jiang Fengyang was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the sword embryo in his hand, and always felt that something was wrong.

"The golden cicada sheds its shell. Li Bai said, "This sword embryo is the extraterritorial flying stone you obtained on Feilong Island before......

"?!" Jiang Fengyang was stunned, "So that Ancient Dragon Yuan Sword Forger is not a good person!"

"It's not just ......," Li Bai sighed.

"Why didn't you tell me when you saw through it!" Jiang Fengyang held the burning stick in his hand and was speechless.

Li Bai was silent.

Could it be that she only understood after telling Jiang Fengyang?

This kind of mess is impossible to say, and it will obviously become a handle for Jiang Fengyang to laugh at her in the future, so it doesn't matter if you don't say it, pretending to be advanced is the best choice.

Jiang Fengyang hurriedly took three steps and two steps, and walked to the place where the Ancient Dragon Yuan Sword Forger had stayed before.

Sure enough, there was nothing here, not even a trace of a suspicious aura.

The bronze mirror has long since disappeared.

Except for the domain that was used as bait by the Ancient Dragon Yuan Sword Forger, the flying stone Jiang Fengyang didn't catch anything.

However, looking at the extraterritorial flying stones that were refined into sword embryos, Jiang Fengyang felt that it didn't seem to be a loss.

"I have a special code today!" Jiang Fengyang slapped himself on the head.

Thinking that the Ancient Dragon Yuan Sword Forger was a sealed Demon Dao powerhouse, he just knew that he was not Jiang Fengyang's opponent, so he used Beiyuan to bluff Jiang Fengyang at first.

Then he refined the sword embryo refined into the flying stone outside the domain, and conjured up a fake monk to attract Jiang Fengyang's attention, and finally escaped.

In this way, the first attack that hit the False Wutong was the temptation of the Ancient Dragon Yuan Sword Forger, and it was also that blow that he was sure that he was not Jiang Fengyang's opponent.

So there is a good show later. (Initial launch, domain name (remember _ three.)

Jiang Fengyang, who understood it, looked annoyed, but at this time it was too late to understand it, and the old thief didn't know where to flee.

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