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"What's that?"

Nan Yehe, who was sitting in a luxury car, shouted at the phantom of the map above, only to see a blue circle suddenly appear on the edge of the picture, and slowly shrink towards the center.

"That's a special function of this magic weapon.,If you stay outside the circle for too long, you'll lose your combat effectiveness inexplicably.,Teleported out of the formation.,And this circle will automatically shrink every certain amount of time.,So...

"So these guys are going to meet?"

"Yes."

Nan Yehe plucked out his ears and admired the designer of this ancient map.

Due to the restrictions of the conference on forming gangs and factions to tide over difficulties, the disciples of the Sword Sect did not plan to find their own fellow disciples, and they all looked for people to fight one by one, sword cultivation and sword cultivation, and did not find a few people to hone their sword skills and sword qi, how could it become a big climate?

Beigong Nianqin's luck helped her again, she couldn't meet anyone, and finally met one, and it turned out to be her senior sister Qian Zhi.

"Eh, we're really... Why don't you have a fight between my sister and my sister? ”

"Senior sister, although I have a big heart, I haven't been confident enough to fight with a Jindan sword cultivator."

Beigong Nianqin sat on the ground and began to play scoundrel.

Qian Zhi smiled, and was about to say something, when suddenly the mountains shook, the ground where the two of them were suddenly shaking, the earth cracked, and a bald head came out of the ground, no, it was a demon beast that did not slip away, Beigong Nianqin fixed his eyes, and there was a chill, it was a huge earth dragon.

Commonly known as earthworms.

But this thing had a mouth, the size of a carriage.

Jindan period earth dragon.

"Senior sister, senior sister has something to do now, you can go quickly."

Beigong Nianqin's expression was solemn, and he saluted: "I wish senior sister good luck!" ”

Then, with a whoosh, he slipped away.

。。。

In the eyes of the spectators, the whole map is blooming everywhere, and the people who fight, the monsters, and the fish are all clear, but until now, they are just some innocuous grappling, and few people dare to act rashly before they are not clear about the whole general trend.

Of course, except for Gan Cheng who was frozen in ice, this brother is extremely safe, Nan Yexuan doesn't know what ice method to cast, this ice prison is indestructible, and a group of demon beasts attracted by Gan Cheng's breath scratched left and right in front of him, stunned to no avail, and then dispersed, scattered.

Life is really lonely like snow.

At this moment, at the highest point of the ruins of an ancient town near the Yutu Array, an armored general looked arrogant, his figure was immovable, looking into the distance, and at his feet, there were seven or eight monks who had fainted.

Somehow, this map has a protection mechanism for the monks who enter, and several times he almost took the other party's dog life, but no matter how he stabbed it, he couldn't do it, and there was no way to take these salted fish that had lost the ability to resist.

Thinking about it, my heart is stuffed, Lao Tzu has been on the battlefield for all these years, how can he have suffered from these nests.

There was a sudden exclamation from the crowd fighting outside Ink Frost City, it was from Qian Zhi, the elite disciple of the Sword Sect really lived up to his reputation, but in a quarter of an hour, Qian Zhi killed this terrifying demon beast on the spot.

Then, the light flashed, and a dazzling light suddenly floated on the body of the demon beast corpse, and everyone looked at it, and it turned out to be a gorgeous armor, only to see the light group flying towards Qian Zhi and merging with her.

When the light dissipated, Qian Zhi's image changed greatly, like a female god of war in the sky, majestic, silver-armored fairy sword, not angry and self-imposing.

Beigong Nianqin actually didn't go far, she was worried about Senior Sister Qian, she quietly hid nearby, and swallowed her saliva with envy after watching her senior sister suddenly transform into the most dazzling existence in this place.

I didn't kill any demon beasts, so I didn't have this luck.

Then she thought about it, whether only the Jindan Demon Beast would drop the object, thinking of this, Beigong Nianqin suddenly had a plan.

。。。

"Space magic weapon, quite clever space magic weapon."

Weiyang Sword Spirit sat on Li Yunyi's shoulder, looked at the crowd of melon-eaters in front of him, and said in a rare solemn tone, it was even better than seeing two dogs in the Ice God Palace.

The thing that can surprise her old man is the immortal weapon level.

Nan Yehe and their palace are really arrogant, look at our Sword Sect, except for the Weiyang Sword behind him, I haven't heard of any treasures.

"Boy, hold on, let's go in and have some fun."

"Play... What to play? ”

Before Li Yunyi could react, the Weiyang Sword Spirit rushed into his own body, wrapped around Li Yunyi, rose to the sky, followed some inexplicable trajectory, broke through the void, and entered the ancient map.

At this moment, in a hidden valley somewhere in the ancient map, a little old man is humming a little song leisurely, but the lyrics are a little torturous.

"Many years ago, we were also a crazy handsome guy, and when we fell in love with an elf, we were not afraid to give our invincible life, mmmm~"

Just when the Weiyang Sword broke into this place, the little old man stopped humming, frowned, and said to himself: "Where did the wild girl come from, I don't know the rules, don't you know how to maintain a certain sense of distance between the spirit treasures!" Alas, forget it, people's hearts are not ancient, people's hearts are not ancient. ”

"Well, who do you say is the wild girl?"

There was a crisp female voice in the air, Lao Er trembled, and looked up, it was the old-fashioned Weiyang Sword Spirit, only to see that Long Batian's classmate was surrounded by sword qi, and he was agitated by this violent sword qi, and there were actually several dark spatial cracks.

The power of the fairy sword can be seen.

The little old man smiled and said, "Fairy spirit, old man, I am talking about myself, myself." ”

Long Batian snorted coldly, put away his sword qi, sat on the little old man's original rocking chair with a big grin, and said, "Tea, story." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, reacted, waved his hand, and a set of tea-making utensils appeared, and began to talk about his origin while making tea with a sad face.

Domineering.

Li Yunyi could only praise Long Batian like this.