Zhang Jilin opened his eyes and saw Xuanwu's big head resting on the shore, just looking at Zhang Jilin motionlessly, Zhang Jilin was a little at a loss at this moment, whether Xuanwu was friend or foe, he was a little unclear, but in this place, Zhang Jilin would not believe anyone or anything, so Zhang Jilin would rather lose a thousand to himself, and he would also hurt a hundred enemies.

So Zhang Jirin directly lucked the flame and hit Xuanwu's front door.

Xuanwu let out a mournful howl, and Zhang Jirin actually felt a little unbearable.

Xuanwu didn't make any moves that hurt Zhang Jirin at this time, so the inconsistent attitude made Zhang Jirin a little puzzled.

Xuanwu kept howling on the ground, Zhang Jirin walked to Xuanwu's side and squatted down, only to find that Xuanwu's eyes looking at Zhang Jirin were full of purity, like an uncivilized deer.

Zhang Jirin was stunned, and even wondered if he had shot too heavily just now.

One of Xuanwu's heads was as thick as a bucket, but when Zhang Jilin raised his hand, Xuanwu actually tried to rub Zhang Jirin's hand with his head.

Zhang Jirin followed Xuanwu's meaning, touched Xuanwu's head, and found that at this moment, Xuanwu had become extremely well-behaved.

Zhang Jirin sighed, although he didn't know what the origin of this Xuanwu was, looking at it this way, it seemed that he had indeed done something wrong just now.

Xuanwu suddenly raised his head and let out a sharp howl, Zhang Jirin saw that Xuanwu's body was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a small turtle the size of a palm, looked at Zhang Jirin deeply, and finally climbed into the lake. No matter how smart Zhang Jilin is, Xuanwu's wave of operations still makes Zhang Jirin a little blind.

Zhang Jirin took a step forward and found himself in the fifth-floor pagoda again.

But this time, there was really nothing in the fifth-floor pagoda, and like in the first-floor pagoda, the fifth-floor pagoda looked like a resting place, looking empty, only the paintings hanging on the walls.

There are also books on the surrounding bookshelves, Zhang Jirin definitely doesn't just feel that this is a place to rest, and as soon as his figure moves, he goes to the bookshelf.

In fact, Zhang Jilin didn't notice that he was already much more flexible than before at this moment, or that his speed was much faster, from the door of the fifth-floor pagoda to the side of the bookshelf, Zhang Jilin only used a blink of an eye.

Zhang Jirin browsed beside the bookshelf for a while, and intuitively picked up a book without any handwriting.

Zhang Jilin sat aside and began to look.

In fact, many times, people make decisions that seem to be so unreasonable, but they are just done.

Zhang Jirin seems to have seen another world from the book, the book describes the ancient battlefield and the ancient battlefield, and writes that people can build true qi, in the process of cultivation, some people reach the peak, their hearts begin to swell, so war breaks out, for fame and fortune, you fight to the death, the causes of the ancient battlefield and the ancient battlefield are similar, and many cultivators died at that time.

And the book also wrote that at that time there were many animals in this world, flying in the sky and swimming in the water, and now the tamed and domesticated poultry and wild things are also different, beasts are divided into four categories, divine beasts, fierce beasts, demon beasts, orcs, among which the divine beast is the most powerful. And the world at that time was not the same as now, divided into the human world, the god world, the demon world, the demon world, and the underworld.

Zhang Jirin finished reading a book like reading a story.

There was still nothing in the fifth-floor pagoda, and Zhang Jirin searched around but couldn't find a way out, except for the bookshelves.

Zhang Jilin kicked the wall in a little anger, but he didn't expect this kick to directly kick Zhang Jilin to the sixth layer of the pagoda.

As soon as he came in, Zhang Jilin felt the cold and frozen, and looked at the ice and snow inside the sixth-floor pagoda. Zhang Jirin couldn't help but shudder, in fact, Zhang Jirin didn't fully understand what kind of rules this nine-fold pagoda was, and he came to the sixth-layer pagoda in a daze.

This seems to be an ice field, much colder than the winter in Beirong, Zhang Jirin stood alone on the endless ice field, and it seemed that he might be swallowed by the ice field if he was not careful.

Zhang Jilin used the internal force to keep out the cold, and finally played a little role.

Step by step in the snowflakes, Zhang Jirin felt as soft as stepping on cotton.

I don't know what I will encounter at this level, in fact, Zhang Jilin is still thinking about what he saw in the book just now, if what is written in the book is true, then where did the original world go. This is the thing that Zhang Jilin is most concerned about.

But as he walked, Zhang Jirin stopped, because Zhang Ji found that there was something else on the ice field.

Zhang Jirin took a step back, and the thing creaked.

After all the snowflakes on his body were shaken off, Zhang Jilin saw the whole picture of that thing.

It was a huge silver-white snake one day, and there were two tentacles on its head, and it should not be a snake when it was prepared, it should be about to become a Jiao, as the old saying goes: the snake essence becomes a Jiao, and the Jiaojing is a dragon.

"Humans, dare to come to my territory."

The ice snake seems to have just woken up and should be hibernating. was suddenly woken up by Zhang Jirin, and the ice snake was in a bad mood.

Zhang Jirin was stunned, this snake was able to speak out of his mouth, which was indeed a little shocking.

"Your territory?" Zhang Jirin raised his head and looked at the ice snake coldly.

The ice snake's blood-red eyes blinked, staring at Zhang Jirin, and for a while, there seemed to be a frightened expression in the ice snake's eyes.

"Lord Night." Ice Snake said in horror.

Zhang Jirin's eyes lit up.

"I'm not." Zhang Jirin said coldly. Zhang Jilin didn't know anything about the emperor's night, but seeing that the ice snake was so afraid of the person called the emperor's night, Zhang Jilin still had doubts in his heart.

When the ice snake heard Zhang Jirin say this, its eyes were also full of doubts, although it had only seen Lord Diye once, but it was sure that the person in front of him was Lord Diye.

"Your subordinates are reckless, Lord Diye." The Ice Snake still decided to believe that Zhang Jirin was Emperor Night.

Zhang Jirin didn't care.

The ice snake didn't attack like this, and directly watched Zhang Jirin disappear from sight.

Zhang Jirin came to the seventh and eighth layers of the pagoda, basically nothing big happened, and Zhang Jirin was able to solve all of them.

When he was on the seventh floor, Zhang Jilin encountered a mountain spirit tree monster, and the mountain view tree monster did not embarrass Zhang Jirin, but it created a lot of mazes for Zhang Jirin, and it took a lot of effort for Zhang Jilin to come out, Zhang Jilin was bold and careful, even if it was a waste of time, he still walked out of the seventh layer of the pagoda road.

There were a lot of weapons in the pagoda on the eighth floor, and Zhang Jilin saw spears, as well as various knives, forks and sticks, and the eighteenth class had all kinds of weapons.

The silver spear in Zhang Jirin's hand. In Zhang Jirin's hands, Zhang Jilin could clearly feel it. The silver spear was buzzing.

This weapon also seems to have resonance, Zhang Jirin was still thinking about something, and the silver spear in his hand suddenly flew out and flew to the silver spear on the ground of the pagoda.

A surprising scene happened, and the two finally became one.

Zhang Jirin also looked at this change, and was a little unclear.

But with a long spear with a black and shiny body, he flew over, Zhang Jilin stretched out his hand to take it, and the spear flew into Zhang Jirin's hand.

Different from the silver spear that Zhang Jirin had been using before, this spear was more textured and charming to pick up.

The moment Zhang Jilin held the spear in his hand, he seemed to hear tens of millions of people shouting, "Kill, rush." ”

These chaotic voices made Zhang Jirin feel like his blood was surging for a moment.

Zhang Jirin desperately suppressed some impulses in his heart. It took a long time for Zhang Jirin to feel calm.

Zhang Jirin didn't notice that his eyes turned blood-red.

Now that his silver spear has been integrated into it, Zhang Jirin simply said that this jet-black spear was used for his own use.

When Zhang Jilin came to the ninth pagoda, Zhang Jirin had a feeling of being reborn.

Zhang Jirin was also very surprised, his body became lighter, and Zhang Jirin found that he seemed to be able to grasp something void under his hands.

And to be able to take these things for your own use. He held a jet-black spear in his hand, and under the control of Zhang Jirin's consciousness, it disappeared out of thin air, Zhang Jirin stretched out his hand again, and the jet-black spear appeared in his hand again, Zhang Jirin understood that this spear could be transformed as he wanted.

The top of the ninth-floor pagoda was not brightly lit, on the contrary, it was pitch black, but Zhang Jirin could see it clearly.

He walked to the very edge of the pagoda and saw a strange egg, fiery red and very large.

The reason why Zhang Jilin said that it was an egg was because Zhang Jilin found that he could see a fiery red dragon in the egg.

Zhang Jirin, who is not surprised, is not very surprised, the emperors of all dynasties are true dragons, but no one has ever seen a dragon, and Zhang Jirin really saw a dragon this time.

Zhang Jilin turned into the spear in his hand, and was thinking about whether to kill the uncertain danger in the cradle with one blow, when the eggshell suddenly cracked.

The spear in Zhang Jirin's hand moved, but there was no movement, and Zhang Jirin also held his breath.

After the eggshell cracked, the fiery red dragon first stuck its head out and looked around.

Immediately saw Zhang Jirin, Xiaolong quickly swam out and flew to Zhang Jirin's feet.

I don't know why, Zhang Jirin looked at this fiery red dragon and felt a little kind.

"Huh-" The dragon's groan sounded, and there was a little milky voice, and Zhang Jilin also heard a trace of anger from the dragon's groan.

The fiery red dragon slowly climbed up Zhang Jirin's legs, Zhang Jirin did not feel afraid, but watched the little dragon's movements with interest.

Xiaolong climbed onto Zhang Jirin's body, and Zhang Jirin and Xiaolong looked at each other.

"Huh-" There was another dragon groan, and Zhang Jirin actually wanted to laugh.

"Why are you here, little one?" Zhang Jilin asked.

Xiaolong obviously understood what Zhang Jilin said again, and his body twisted around, as if he wanted to express something to Zhang Jirin, but Zhang Jilin couldn't understand it, he only felt that Xiaolong was a little funny like this.

Xiaolong spat out a small ball of flame from his mouth, and Zhang Jirin only felt as if his whole body was surrounded by something, like a spring breeze, exactly the same feeling as when he used flames before.

The huge aperture surrounded Zhang Jirin and Xiaolong together.

Zhang Jirin closed his eyes and seemed to see another place, where a little Zhengtai in red clothes stood not far away, and after seeing Zhang Jirin, he walked over with a twist.

"Master." The red little Shota said.

Zhang Jirin frowned.

"Who are you?" Zhang Jilin asked.

"I'm Minglie, your contract beast." The red-clothed little Zhengtai said with a glance.

Zhang Jirin was slightly surprised, it was the first time he had heard the word contract divine beast.