Ye Lao, who was outside the nine-story ladder, also saw this scene, and he sighed with tears streaming down his face: "Master, you will definitely know in the spirit of the sky, and I will always be loyal to you." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info", Ye Lao kowtowed three times in the direction of the dissipation of the Light Curtain God King Ancient Road, he caused his forehead to bleed because of too much force, Xiaojie couldn't bear to see such a scene, turned his head, looked at the sky, and said secretly: Even the ancient road can't beat "them", is the sky really going to change the sky.

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"Although I don't know if many of you have left, I think there are still those who stick to the Nine Ladders after all, don't worry, I will treat them well." Nighthawk said solemnly, this is also his promise, in fact, they are willing to wait silently without anyone forcing them, they don't know when it will end, but they are still willing to wait, Nighthawk is very admiring those who remain.

Ji Ning got up.

A wave of the hand, boom, boom, boom.

There were three boxes in front of the futon, all of which were open.

The first box on the left contains a large number of beads, each exuding endless coercion.

The second box contains a small, ruined wooden boat the size of a palm.

Inside the third box is a small golden tower.

"You're the new Nine-Fold Mansion Master?" A bald little monk in a golden robe appeared on the golden tower, "You are finally here, we have been trapped in this place for an unknown amount of time, and we are tired of it." ”

"No hurry, take your time." On the small wooden boat, an old man dressed plainly, like an old farmer in the field, appeared.

"It's finally here." On the dense beads, a delicate child sitting cross-legged appeared, his eyes shining brightly, and he was the most fierce.

"Three, let's talk about it." Nighthawk laughed.

"Old man, you speak first." Qingxiu children's road.

The simple old man nodded: "Old man, I am the spirit of this broken ship, this broken ship is called 'Void Boat', it is the essence of heaven and earth gathered by a touch of pure qi when the world was opened, and then it was conceived and born after 84,000 years. It can shatter the void, and the speed is so fast that it can rank among the top five treasures of the ancients. ”

"Void boat, it's fast." The Qingxiu child said indifferently, "Among the ancient Chaos Treasures, there are only two that are good at flying, one is in the hands of the God King Ancient Dao, and the other is in the hands of another person. Looking at the ancients, only those two can overpower the Void Boat. According to Sanshou's words, the Void Boat is given to you to let you flee for your life. ”

"My purpose is to run for my life." The bald-headed little monk standing on the golden tower smiled and said, "This small tower is made by collecting some strange things in the chaos, it is extraordinary, and it is named 'Nine Lives Tower' by Sanshou, as long as you refine the small tower, with the help of the strange energy in the small tower, you can divide nine incarnations." These nine avatars can all have strength comparable to your own, and you can use the magic power to escape quickly, and when you escape, the avatar consumes your own strange energy, and the strange energy is exhausted, and the incarnation will naturally collapse...... At the same time, these nine incarnations are true gods and Taoist ancestors, and they can't distinguish between truth and falsehood. However, the avatar must not fight with others, once it does, the enemy will be able to find out that your avatar is not using divine power, nor is it immortal mana. Naturally find flaws. ”

The Qingxiu child sat next to him and said, "But the truly most powerful Chaos Treasure is not us. ”

"Oh, not who else are you? Is there anything more powerful than you? Nighthawk wondered. After listening to the words of the little monk before, Nighthawk's young heart felt that these Chaos Treasures were already the most powerful treasures in his mind, and as for the treasures that were more powerful than these Chaos Treasures, Nighthawk couldn't even think of them, so the words of the beautiful child couldn't help but surprise Nighthawk.

"We may already belong to the invincible Chaos Treasure in your world, but when we really come to the big world, we are not very powerful." The delicate child said lightly.

"What is a big world?" Nighthawk is colorful. There has always been a legend in the Radiance Continent: when the cultivation reaches the limit of this world, it can be regarded as the ranks of the strong and get a glimpse of the big world.

"Thousands of worlds, all living beings, the weak are allowed to be bullied, the strong should be alone, the peak, the big world is not what you can know now, Amitabha." The bald little monk closed his eyes and silently counted the rosaries in his hand.

"When your own strength reaches the Yuan Realm, you can have the strength to drive us." The bald little monk continued.

"What, then what's the use of you talking so much, you're clearly playing tricks on me." Nighthawk was furious, and now he took three steps to the left, four steps to the right, and walked obliquely, and had already walked in front of the bald little monk, these few steps seem to be an understatement, and there is nothing strange, but there is a slight gossip change in the bloodline, no matter which direction the bald little monk avoids, he can't escape his interception, and then condenses the boundary element with both hands, and slashes forward with a palm towards the little monk's Tianling cover.

"Noise!" With a wave of the bald little monk's sleeve, the power of the golden tower turned into his own strength, not retreating, but advancing, tapping his right foot forward, leaning forward, and using his strength to fight back against Nighthawk's palm power.

Nighthawk hurriedly transported the boundary element, turned the bald little monk's boundary element backwards, turned his palms into two fingers, and stabbed at the bald little monk's acupoint, I don't know when the bald little monk's right hand had an extra handful of dust, he waved forward, and Nighthawk's vision was immediately blocked. Following the bald little monk, he used his palm power to go to the Nighthawk's Heavenly Spirit Cover, and shouted, "Be quiet, I haven't finished talking yet." ”

Nighthawk was not as strong as the bald little monk, and was instantly restrained. Nighthawk was about to get rid of the palm of the bald little monk, and the bald little monk hurriedly said: "Don't make trouble, the bead behind you and this sword are also yours, and you can drive that sword now." ”

"Really?" Nighthawk was stunned for a long time.

"Of course, what are you lying to, Amitabha." The bald little monk is colorful.

Nighthawk turned and saw a cyan bead and a heavy sword that appeared at some point.

The cyan bead, Nighthawk had seen before, and his eyes turned to the heavy sword. The heavy sword looks very simple, up to two meters long, and there are eight words on the sword body: "The heavy sword has no edge, and it is not skillful." ”

"It's a heavy sword without a blade, and it's not a good job." Nighthawk praised. I seem to have an understanding in my heart, but I think about the swordsmanship in the world, no matter which one of the schools changes differently, it is always light and fast, weird and supreme, this heavy sword does not know how to use the law, I want to miss the past Xian, I can't help but be fascinated for a long time. After a long time, Nighthawk thought: "Ordinary people only say: 'The world's martial arts, only fast and unbreakable. As everyone knows, in the face of strong strength, everything is a false move. ”;