Shangqing Secret Realm, nine layers of pagoda. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The little beast Ah Wu jumped up and down on top of Qin Feng's head, trying to pull back Qin Feng's lost soul in the unknown space through the pain of his body and the subtle induction between his soul and the divine soul.

Boom!

Jumping and jumping, the strength gradually increased, and the little beast wondered, Qin Feng's divine soul had disappeared, and something would emit blue ripples to protect his body, and even his invincible little ass couldn't sit through that layer of defense. There are a lot of secrets in idiots.

Brother Guang propped up the blue light curtain, but he still couldn't protect Qin Feng. This makes it depressed, for thousands of years, the owner has changed several times, but can it be blamed! The characters who broke out of the East Taigong Palace, which one is not the master whose heart is higher than the sky and swallows mountains and rivers. It's hard to say what the fate is, anyway, a few thinner than paper have let it catch up. It's a magic weapon and not a babysitter! If you can't exert your strength, you can't fart, and you are laughed at by the spirit of the nine-story pagoda of Fakong Temple, the first treasure of the mainland. Brother Guang trembled angrily.

"You are the one who is in the way of the Lord, and your whole temple is in the way of the Lord."

Brother Guang held his breath to the extreme.

Qin boy, you have to fight for it!

If you can't get past this catastrophe, the joke will be big. I just have hope of recovery, and I must not sink into the sand in this place. Brother Guang secretly thought that if he would be kind to this kid in the future, and if he died another master, the name of the master's treasure would really be confirmed.

From today on, whoever makes Qin Feng feel bad will be his enemy!

Well?

What's crazy about this little beast? After jumping for a long time, Brother Guang didn't like to take care of it, and it wasn't over yet. The more the movement gets bigger, it's not to add chaos!

Brother Guang, who was already in a bad mood, waved a blue light, turned into a palm, dragged the little beast, and threw it back to the bottom of the stairs.

Ahh

The little beast flipped a few times in the air, and after landing steadily, its limbs arched and its teeth screamed!

No matter what that blue light was, it made Ah Wu angry! If you don't help, forget it. also shot at himself, and he was definitely an idiot!

Sou!

The white shadow flickered, and Ah Wu returned to the top of Qin Feng's head again, as if he had the intention of competing with the blue light curtain, and sat down fiercely at Qin Feng!

Boom!

The blue light and the white lightning collided violently, and in the nine layers of this pagoda, the brilliance flowed and echoed.

A treasure and a beast, you come and go, and the fight is inseparable.

In the fireworks of these two masters,

Qin Feng opened his eyes slightly!

Karma...

It's still a fantasy!

Yes, absolutely!

He was in the light curtain formed by Brother Guang, and a big blue hand was fighting with the little beast in front of him.

"Brother Guang! What are you? ”

Qin Feng asked blankly.

Call! Brother Guang took a deep breath, it's good for people to come back. At the moment, no one can understand its mood.

Hindrance! The most unlucky synonym in the magic weapon world. Think about it and make it creepy.

"That stupid beast, suddenly had a convulsion, bouncing on your head, our brothers for so many years, can I watch your face being trampled on!"

Anyway, the face is on the head, Brother Guang is really right to say this.

Karma!

The little beast jumped in the distance, saw the blue light dissipate, and ran over, ahh Accuse that blue light magic weapon, how vicious, prevent it from heroically saving idiots.

Ay!

Qin Feng understood. None of these two are fuel-efficient lamps, which gives him a headache!

Hey?

Didn't you say that you were kicked out of the pagoda and had no chance with the emperor, why are you still on the ninth floor.

After thinking about it for a while, Qin Feng understood cause and effect, and at the last moment he broke through the confusion, and the old monk still did not give up his consideration of himself. If you really choose Tongtian Emperor Treasure, the ending may be very different.

Fakong Temple is worthy of the great sect of Xianmen, the means are good, this time he is very thrilling, the slightest mistake is a catastrophe, and the heart of the Tao is destroyed.

After a lot of twists and turns, I don't know what the style of Tongtian Emperor Treasure is!

Qin Feng raised his eyes to watch, the empty tower was on the ninth floor, and the four imperial treasures were distributed in all directions, and in the east, a slender scroll with the mark of the Tyrant Blood Gate was suspended in the air. was tepid, and there was nothing against the sky, but it impressed Qin Feng. Without him, the Emperor Treasure of Tongtian will not be screaming, and the world will be shocked.

In the south, a long sword, the cold light is dazzling, and the magic circle carved by runes is terrifying. Ten zhang away, Qin Feng could feel that the golden rui qi released by the sword body was like a Dao blade, cutting through the space. A peerless sword, hidden for thousands of years, it is still difficult to hide its glory. Such a sharp sword qi is afraid that it comes from the hands of the Divine Sword Pavilion.

Western, a string of rosaries. Crystal clear, I don't know what kind of gem it is refined, the Taoist swastika Buddha pattern is contained in it, although it is quiet as water, but Qin Feng knows that this thing was born, and it is more important than the mountains. What's more, it has been blessed by the emperor with his wish, and the Buddha is bright, if the god is here, this thing will be chosen.

In the north, a piece of tortoise shell, black and black, with a rough texture, if it weren't for the ninth layer of this pagoda, Qin Feng would never think that this was a Tongtian Emperor Treasure.

"Don't underestimate it, this thing is a magic weapon for the ancient human race to predict good fortune and misfortune, the mystery is extraordinary, and it is difficult for the emperor to understand its meaning. Legend has it that the sage of the human race, holding a tortoise shell, walked in the wilderness, all the way to the good fortune and avoid evil, so that the human race could prosper and inherit. There is a great cause and effect in this thing. If it's not a big chance, I don't know the real treasure. ”

Oh?

Qin Feng was puzzled, Brother Guang's vision was extremely high, and there would definitely be nothing wrong with what he could bother to point out.

"Haha, this thing is from Dongtai, treat people who are destined. Can you try it? ”

Brother Guang highly recommended this black tortoise shell, in its opinion, Qin Feng was not afraid of being contaminated with cause and effect, but he was afraid that it would be too mediocre to help it return to the peak!

Good.

Qin Feng walked forward, and when he came to the tortoise shell, the Huangquan Sword behind him was buzzing. almost wants to come out of the sheath on its own, and the murderous spirit is angry.

Well?

There's something wrong with the tortoiseshell!

Over the past few years, the Huangquan Sword has long been connected with Qin Feng's bloodline, and it has become more and more extraordinary. This is not the case on a normal day.

At this time, the abnormal movement made Qin Feng's heart vigilant. Recalling Brother Guang's words, this thing has great cause and effect!

Don't take it.

Although the southern long sword was sharp, it was too feminine, so that Qin Feng, who was already fond of the Huangquan sword, ruled it out early. Western rosary, Buddhism color is too strong, should not be obtained by oneself.

After all the calculations, there was only one scroll in the east.

Qin Feng secretly said that this thing is related to me, and let's see what is so extraordinary about this Tongtian Emperor Treasure. I want to raise my hand and take it off and take a closer look.

This scroll is made of non-linen or cotton. Smooth as silk, but heavier than gold. The hand sank violently, which made Qin Feng's heart startled. It's so heavy, it's so long~!

It is better to say that it is a scroll, than a rectangular piece of cloth. The width is equivalent to that of the Huangquan sword, and it is more than ten zhang long. The clouds and mist on it, the chaotic aura is permeated, and if you listen carefully, there seems to be a killing sound that shakes the sky. Under the mist, a sword light loomed, like a dragon tumbling clouds. It's not majestic.

There was only one sword light on top of this thing!

Brother Guang looked at it and muttered:

"The Emperor of the Blood Gate won't have his head squeezed by the door, how can this thing be taken out and shown! Chaos gas! The monstrous fortune, what else to choose, and choose a fart! ”

In the end, it's almost crazy!

Qin Feng only felt that the Huangquan Sword was extremely active today, and the tortoise shell just now made it kill for a while, but this scroll made it inexplicably happy.

Brother Guang was already crazy and shouted, "Tongtian Emperor Treasure, count it as a fart, this is an immortal treasure." O fairy treasure! Are the eight immortal sects all blind~!

Chaos gas! ”

Fortune, fortune, blessing, and fate. This scroll, for thousands of years, was thrown into the treasure hall by the Emperor of the Blood Gate, waiting for the destined people, like a jewel covered with dust, and today it is only broken that the cover is published.

It can't be blamed that the leaders of the Immortal Sect in other eras don't recognize the treasures, it can only be said that Qin Feng has an old monster on his body, in exchange for others, who can recognize the chaotic qi. How could a scroll be worth the Great Emperor's Sword.

If Qin Feng didn't have Huangquan in his hand, he would also choose a weapon.

As for why the Emperor of the Blood Gate sealed this thing in the secret realm, it is unknown for a long time.

In Brother Guang's frantic shouting, Qin Feng put away the scroll, but was surprised to find that he couldn't put it into the storage ring. Only at this moment did he understand Brother Guang's hard work. All heavy treasures and spiritual treasures are all pressed by luck, and non-spiritual objects cannot be accommodated. The nine-story pagoda of Fakong Temple was once a great road weapon, and it was powerful for an era to store heavy treasures. Qin Feng's storage ring was far from that level, and he was not qualified to become a hiding place for the scroll.

Qin Feng sighed softly, this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened to him, the last time was to include the Huangquan Sword. Then he had an extra sword on his back, and this time, he couldn't carry another scroll.

The Huangquan Sword was so psychic that it flew out on its own and inserted into the scroll, like a thick scabbard wrapping around the sword.

"Wonderful!

This thing deserves to be yours, and it really has a fate with you. ”

Brother Guang shouted again! In the scroll, there is a sword qi hidden, and the Huangquan Sword is wrapped in it, and the benefits are unimaginable~!

Call!

Qin Feng picked up the scroll on his back and tightened his belt, these five years of hard work, in exchange for a scroll, the cause and effect are unpredictable. He didn't even care anymore. What should be harvested, already in the process, has already been in the bag.

I don't know how Kui Wolf and the little girl are doing. Is Uncle Shi in the hands of the Huangquan Sect and has taken advantage... The peach blossoms in the East Taigong Palace are afraid that they are already blooming all over the hillside at this moment.

Thinking of them, Qin Feng smiled heartily, he had been away for too long, and he missed everyone a little.

The whistle sounded, and the little beast Ah Wu turned into a white lightning bolt and staggered. It seems that the little guy is not very sober yet. Lying on Qin Feng's shoulder, he still yawned.

Qin Feng laughed, walked down the stairs, and slowly descended.

Five years of time, five years of cultivation, and finally returned with a full load, the continent Junjie, the Eight Great Immortal Sects, I, Qin Feng, are back again.

Under the rising sun, one person, one beast, one magic weapon. Break out of the tower.

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