Chapter 368: The Battle of Barren Ridge 7

The beast shadow was a little indifferent, and replied simply and directly.

"Damn, are you the only one in the world who can live with spirit beasts? There are a lot of spirit beast bags, why are you so special?"

Yang Chen was dissatisfied with his answer, it was true that the zero beast bag could hold spirit beasts, but hearing him say this, the spirit was a little disdainful.

"Don't compare Lao Tzu with that kind of thing, not to mention that the broken name of the Royal Beast Ring is just something they took at will, don't bother me in the future!"

After saying that, he disappeared, and Yang Chen was so angry that he shouted loudly in this space;

"Call Lao Tzu in front of Lao Tzu, you are looking for death, damn, so dragged, Lao Tzu is Lao Tzu, you know no!"

The harpy scolded a few words and did not respond, and withdrew unhappily.

"Damn, I didn't get any eggs from this dungeon execution, and all I got was some trouble. Damn!"

When Yang Chen opened his eyes, he found that Xiao Lewd was scurrying around in the miasma outside, having a good time. Yang Chen smiled helplessly, didn't bother to pay attention to it, but with a palm, a lotus seed with the thickness of a little finger appeared in the palm of his hand, after this lotus seed was in his hands, Yang Chen felt the huge power contained in it, but this power was very gentle, looking at this thing, Yang Chen wanted to swallow him immediately, but after a long time of fierce struggle, he sighed and said with a frustrated face;

"Damn, I'm really stupid. ”

The lotus seed was then sealed.

". I'll leave it to you!"

Yang Chen stood up.

"It doesn't seem to be embarrassing to hide it all the time, Lao Tzu just looks at people with his own face, otherwise he will cause trouble for his eldest brother in the future. Always looking ahead and backward, it has affected me a lot, since there will be no major problems at home, then I will let go. Come on, have a good fight!"

rumble

The powerful aura broke through the sky, and a long howl spread throughout the valley, which was a declaration of war.

......

"What a strong fluctuation!"

"That's what he breathes. ”

"Did someone find him?"

Some people were puzzled why Yang Chen released his breath.

"Is this a provocation?"

"Interesting, instead of hiding, you provoke us and so on?"

"This hunt is really interesting, but the wolves have more meat and less meat, and it seems that there are fewer yellow finches to catch cicadas. ”

......

Sensing the fluctuations coming from beyond the valley in the distance, Yang Chen's eyes were deep, and he jumped to the top of the mountain to enjoy the mountains.

"The foundation of my Yang Chen's name began to be laid from this competition, and the name of the Carefree Sword Immortal should also reappear, although it is no longer the same world, but I will definitely return!"

He was just about to point his sword at the sky and pretend to be in line with his mood at this time, but he suddenly remembered that there was no suitable weapon at all, and the long sword in his mind was not available, so he wanted to find a weapon to take advantage of.

But to be honest, Yang Chen, as a person who loves swords, actually only wants to use only one sword for the rest of his life, so that he can be more suitable for himself and find a kind of cooperation. It's just helpless, and there doesn't seem to be any way.

Recalling the inseparable long sword in the previous life, when he went back in the battle, Yang Chen felt a sense of sadness for no reason.

Closing his eyes, the demeanor of the sword still echoed in his mind, a sword, a style, all so chic and elegant.

At this time, he gradually forgot the place and situation he was in, and gradually forgot himself, without a sword in his hand, but he was already unconsciously dancing on the top of the mountain with sword moves.

The shadow is sparse and slanted, the moonlight is dyed with frost, and a green coat is like a green yarn, flying on the top of this mountain.

In the swordless hand, a faint sword light gradually emitted, turning into bursts of light in the air, bathing in the lifeless mountain top.

Ethereal, silent, dusty, elegant, light.

airplanes

Yang Chen, who was intoxicated by it, didn't notice it, his momentum suddenly shook, and a rusty three-foot long sword had quietly appeared in his hand, and the sword light in his hand skyrocketed in an instant.

shout

A cyan light lit up the entire night sky, and the cyan blade flew out, heading straight for a small mountain two miles away.

Ugh

The green light flashed, and a neat crack of only an inch appeared in the middle of the hill, which ran through the entire hill.

shout

Another green light shot out, and a long tunnel appeared in the middle of a mountain peak.

Bang, the sword light soared into the sky, and the black clouds flew away.

"It's so strong!"

A strong man swallowed.

"Could it be that there is a monk Jindan who is in retreat here?"

"I can't feel the breath, it may be Brother Jindan. ”

"The swordsmanship is flowing out of the dust, and it is definitely everyone's handiwork. ”

Yang Chen's aura at this time was indeed ethereal, so they couldn't sense Yang Chen's breath.

Hey

Just when Yang Chen was dancing the sword unlovingly, Yang Chen recovered from that realm, feeling a little weak, and at this time, he also found that the long sword that had been unable to drive appeared in his hand.

He was a little confused, but he felt that he was able to use this sword at this time, and it was a pure feeling.

At this time, Yang Chen was just a little weak, and he didn't know how much of a sensation and impact he had caused, but the top priority was to recover the aura, so he was ready to take back the long sword, but at this time, Yang Chen found something that gave him a headache.

"Go in,, what's going on?"

The long sword didn't obey the call, and couldn't take it in, just when Yang Chen scolded, the long sword in his hand suddenly layered, Yang Chen was careless, the long sword fell directly to the ground, Zheng, with a soft sound, it had been deeply inserted into the boulder, leaving only the hilt exposed.

The long sword weighed five thousand pounds and fell to the ground.

Yang Chen was stunned, this seemed to be in trouble.