[Thanks to the storage bag given by the 'big name mouse' Taoist friends, and thanks to the pink transmission notes presented by the Taoist friends of the 'Remnant Dance' and the 'Ickii' Taoist friends~~~]

One more to ~~~~

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There was not much spiritual power left in Fang Lingjun's body, and his divine sense was even more hollowed out.

Come to think of it, if it weren't for the opponent being frozen by the cold air emitted by the blue ice bird, I'm afraid, she would have been planted!

Therefore, although she failed to kill her opponent, she was still satisfied.

At least, his life was saved!

Then Fang Lingjun propped himself up and walked towards Yongdao.

She didn't stop at the enthusiastic cheers and shouts of the audience.

However, at this moment, a crisp metal sound sounded.

As the voice sounded, the scene fell silent.

Fang Lingjun frowned and turned around.

On the field, no one felt it more deeply than her, because the abrupt metal sound exploded in her ears, closest to her!!

When Fang Lingjun turned around, his face changed drastically, so gloomy that he could drip water!

Less than an inch from the tip of her nose was a silver needle as thin as a cow's hair.

The silver needle remained in a state of flight, and was abruptly frozen in mid-air......

Looking at this thing in front of you, if you don't look at it intently, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find its existence!

Because, it's just too thin!

It's a bit far-fetched to compare it to cow hair!

However, Fang Lingjun would not underestimate this silver needle because of this.

This needle is the famous 'bone needle'!!

It is the same as the 'Divine Soul Thunder' and 'Pulse Lock Needle'. They are all disposable instruments.

Maybe. It doesn't work as fast as the two above. It's not bad at all, it's a terrible stealth killer!

Due to the special material of the bone needle, there is no pain in hitting the person, so as long as the person is unprepared, he can plant the bone needle in the opponent's body unconsciously!

Once the needle enters the human body, it will slowly melt and release a strange toxin. Erode the musculature of the person and, finally, turn the person into a dwarf dwarf!!

The release process of this toxin can be as fast as one month or as slow as five or six years, and it is colorless, odorless, and traceable, so once it enters the human body, it is extremely dangerous!

At least a little Qi cultivator like Fang Lingjun can resist it! If the abnormality is detected early. It can be said that the poison is forced out, but if you wait until the toxins have slowly penetrated into the internal organs, you will know that you have planted a 'bone needle'. I'm afraid that even the gods will be difficult to save, so I can only become a big-headed dwarf!!

What a sinister intention!

Fang Lingjun gritted her teeth with hatred, if someone hadn't stopped this needle in time, I'm afraid, she would have been tricked!!

Obviously, not only Fang Lingjun recognized the bone needle, but also many of the audience at the scene were also amazed.

"The flower intestine monk actually sneaked attack?!"

"Humph! There was nothing wrong with the sneak attack, but he shouldn't have done it after the game! ”

"That's it! This is a big denunciation of breaking the rules of the Colosseum! ”

"Tsk~! This idiot?! Why are you so impulsive?! ”

"Ding~!" Fang Lingjun had just seen the appearance of the fine needle clearly, and it suddenly shattered into powder and fell to the ground.

After that, I heard an angry rebuke coming from far away.

"Dare to fight slaves, and dare to openly break the rules of the Colosseum in front of the eldest prince and the county lord! I don't think you want to live! ”

As this majestic rebuke sounded, a fierce cover wind struck straight towards the flower intestine monk.

"Wow~!!" The flower intestine monk screamed miserably, and the whole person flew up like a toad, passed over Fang Lingjun, and directly hit the stiff stone wall.

His flowery lama robe was shattered to the ground, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Seeing this, Fang Lingjun's heart sank.

It's not that she hasn't seen Brother Jin Dan make a move before, but it's still rare to beat people to the point of losing their ability to resist with one palm!

You must know that although the flower intestine monk is only a minor monk at the eleventh level of qi training, he has an ancient artifact robe on his body that can be attacked and defended.

Even if it was because the opponent's attack was too urgent, the flower intestine monk could not fully open the full power of the ancient weapon magic robe, but it would not be enough to smash his clothes into slag with one palm?!!!

Fang Lingjun couldn't help but glance at Yang Yunhai who fell from the sky.

A hint of caution flashed in her eyes, the West Demon Palace is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, come to think of it, if this person is put in the Liuyun Continent, he will at least be a figure like the Five Peaks Peak Master of Qingyun Gate!

So she also couldn't understand, how could such a character be interested in her?!

Fang Lingjun is not narcissistic, thinking that because of his beautiful appearance, everyone loves him!

Although she has absorbed the enchanting miasma of a thousand years old, she does have a unique temperament, but after all, the other party is a Jindan monk, and she has experienced a hundred years of cultivation, will there be fewer beauties to see? !

However, Fang Lingjun didn't intend to delve into it, whether the other party had ulterior motives or was really interested in her, it had nothing to do with her.

She had already definitively rejected all good attempts.

"Are you alright?" Yang Yunhai didn't step forward, but only asked from afar.

"Thank you General for the rescue, 001 is fine." After speaking, Fang Lingjun didn't say anything more, so he turned around and walked towards the stone gate.

Yang Yunhai frowned imperceptibly, but quickly shifted his gaze from Fang Lingjun to the flower intestine monk.

He said sharply: "Suppress this fighting slave who blatantly violates the rules of the Colosseum!" ”

"Yes, General."

With his order, more than a dozen foundation building monks suddenly burst out of the shadows, and they moved neatly, dragging the bloody flower intestine monk down in two or three strokes.

As for Yang Yunhai, after seeing Fang Lingjun step into the corridor, he flew away from the ring......

However, he didn't notice that when Fang Lingjun walked to the stone gate, he made a slight movement.

She let out a gentle blow of air, blowing away the rags of laundry that were scattered on the ground.

Looking at it, it seems that the clothes worn by the monk who dislike the flower intestine are even these rags. I don't want to get it.

However, only one person noticed. When Fang Lingjun was blowing away those fabrics. An item was swept away in his hand......

Seeing this, the crooked corners of the man's mouth smiled even more happily.

He muttered to himself: "He is worthy of being the person that this son likes, and the son can be taught~~"

……

After the game was over, Fang Lingjun went straight to the tunnel under the blood pool.

After a day and a night of pranayama, both the divine consciousness and spiritual power returned to a full state.

"Huh~" Fang Lingjun palmed down, making a gesture of success.

She slowly opened her eyes and pulled an old piece of fabric from her bosom.

This thing was the same thing she had taken from the shredded clothes of the flower intestine monk that day!!

Take a closer look. It turns out that this is not a fragment of clothing at all, but a map!

That's right, it's the map!

Moreover, on this map, a route is clearly drawn, and at the end of the route, an ancient book pattern is drawn, and on the ancient book pattern, there are ancient seal characters the size of ants. Written with a "device......

Fang Lingjun didn't know what the word "instrument" meant, but. But she clearly knew that this map was the treasure map of the Sinking Demon Cave!!

And from the two small characters "Fifteen" left in the lower left corner of the map, it can be seen that this is the treasure map of the fifteenth circle of the battlefield of the Demon Cave!

Fifteen laps! Only the top 100 fighting slaves in the high-level Colosseum are eligible to enter the mysterious area...... Just thinking about it, Fang Lingjun felt his blood boiling!

"Fifteenth circle, I must go in......" Fang Lingjun's eyes showed longing, and he tightened the map in his hand with force.

At this moment, Fang Lingjun's expression suddenly changed: "Jin...... Kim seniors? ”

She seemed to have a feeling, immediately put away the map, and then hurried out of the tunnel.

Sure enough, as soon as she poked her head out, she saw Kim sitting with his back to her, coiled on the edge of the pool of blood.

"Senior Kim, you have finally appeared!" Fang Lingjun shouted excitedly with a smile as he walked towards Jin.

But when she walked up to Kim, her expression changed drastically.

"Former ...... Senior," her voice trembled a little, as if she couldn't believe it: "Senior Kim? What's wrong with you?! ”

The gold in front of her, full of withered hair and white roots, has directly changed from a man like a knife and an axe to an old man who is about to rot wood.

The lines on his body are no longer golden, but dull gray, without a trace of the past.

His face was covered with deep furrows, as if telling the vicissitudes of thousands of years.

"Seniors, seniors......?!"

Kim smiled, smiling so brightly.

He stretched out his big futon hand and stroked Fang Lingjun's head tremblingly, gently, as if treating a precious object.

His eyes flashed with inexplicable memories, and he recalled in a hoarse voice that spanned time and space: "I think that once, I was the tallest giant in the tribe, and with my majestic body, I blocked many storms outside for the clansmen, although I have no descendants, but the people in the tribe, each one, I regard them as my own children......"

Saying that, Jin smiled and said with rare gentleness: "The day before my expedition, all the children in the tribe came to see me off, and I told them, you have to cheer, you have to laugh, because I am the demon removal, I am your hero, you should be happy!" In the end, they laughed, but just like you are now, smiling with tears in their eyes......"

"Child, in fact, if you don't say it, I have already guessed that the golden-skinned tribe may no longer exist zài......"

As he spoke, he sighed, as if accepting the helplessness of a thousand years late.

"Child, don't cry, do you know, in fact, the meaning of life is not about the length of time, in the past few years with you, I am very happy, much happier than the 1.2 million years before me combined......

"Watching you grow day by day, I am very pleased, in fact, I have long regarded you as a child of my tribe," he said, recalling with a reminiscence: "Can you call me grandpa like them......"

Fang Lingjun couldn't cry anymore, she threw herself into Jin's arms, and cried and said, "Grandpa! Grandfather!!! ”

In the past few years of getting along, Jin has taught meticulously and patiently dialed ...... Scenes of getting along with each other appeared in Fang Lingjun's mind, although the two communicated very little, but when they recalled every praise, touch, praise and reprimand, there was an indescribable faint warmth, just like the blandness of family affection, but when it was recalled, it was so strong that the cold blood pool was also dyed with a warm breath.

When a person is genuinely kind to you, words have pale in speech.

Jin had never said anything sensational, and even before today, he had always called Fang Lingjun "the junior of the beast pattern clan".

But Fang Lingjun could feel that the other party's heart was approaching her.

Two cold hearts comfort each other and keep warm in the pool of blood.

Jin regards Fang Lingjun as his descendant, and for Fang Lingjun, how can Jin not be her elder?!

Therefore, this grandfather immediately vented the family affection that Fang Lingjun had longed for for many years.

However, once the water of emotion bursts, it will be out of control.

"Grandpa, I don't want you to die, you take back the essence and blood on my body! Take it back! All right! Fang Lingjun kept shaking his head with snot mixed with tears.

"Silly boy, grandpa has lived for so long, he's too tired to live, can't you let grandpa rest......" Having said that, the corners of his eyes revealed reluctance, patting Fang Lingjun's back with one hand and caressing her hair with the other.

I don't know how long it took, the shoulders of the golden plate squared Lingjun, and said seriously: "Child, promise grandpa one thing......"

Fang Lingjun nodded with tears in his eyes.

"Don't go to the Golden-skinned people."

"For? Why?! "This is the biggest wish of Jin's life, he has lived until now, doesn't he hope that the complete "Ugin Immortal Body" can return to the golden-skinned tribe?!

Jin smiled lovingly, and his rough hand touched Fang Lingjun's tender cheeks, wiping away her tears.

"Because, Ugin Immortal can never be passed on to outsiders, so if you go to them...... Not only will they nullify your Ugin power, but they will even drain the blood of the golden skin that Grandpa sent to you......"

It turned out that the reason why Jin did not hesitate to transfer the Ugin Divine Skill and even the essence blood to her before was also to make a deal without discounting the capital......

However, Fang Lingjun, who learned the truth, did not have the slightest hatred.

She only wiped away her tears and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, if I find the golden-skinned people, I won't let them know that I have your golden-skinned blood on my body." ”

As Jin said, his essence blood was the best ever seen in the Golden-Skinned Tribe, with a purity of more than ninety percent.

If the outstanding talents of the golden-skinned clan can get these bloods, even if it is only half a drop, they can stimulate even more pure blood!

The effect is much more important than that of Fang Lingjun!!

This kind of essence and blood can create many strong people for the golden-skinned clan, and for them, it is already a supreme treasure!

How could it be allowed to fall into the hands of a foreigner!!

"Silly boy...... cough~cough~" Kim coughed weakly a few times, then pulled out an item from the bag.

"Son, since you insist on this, then take this thing well......"

Looking at the ancient but dazzling golden token in front of him, Fang Lingjun said with a puzzled look in his eyes: "Grandpa, this ...... What is it? ”

…… (To be continued......)