"Yellow Devil, long time no see!"

Shaking the Tianjun folding fan and stepping on the pure yang ruler, the young man in the purple oracle armor descended from the sky and landed in front of Duan Liang.

"Oh, who am I? It turns out that the genius is here. ”

Duan Liang looked at the young man in front of him and said hehe.

Bei Songling, the youngest of the ten elders of Wanhua Mountain, his life is like a hanging, and at the age of thirty-six, he cultivated to the Platinum Gate of the Ground Level.

Arriving at Platinum Gate at the age of thirty-six has never happened in Wanhua Mountain, and even in the entire history of mankind, there have only been a few people.

Kitamatsu Ling is a genius, and what's even worse is that he is dressed in luxurious equipment.

SSR-level Tianjun Fan, SSR-level Pure Yang Ruler, SSR-level Oracle Outfit, SR-level Traceless Boots......

This random piece of equipment is a treasure, but Bei Songling has more than one, of course, these equipment are not sent by the door, but Bei Songling himself found it.

The outside world's evaluation of Bei Songling is not only the word genius, but also more of a "shit king".

Not to mention anything else, the pure yang ruler that Bei Songling is holding now in his hand was found in Fengshen Mountain, which is a miracle that appeared in Dongzhou ten years ago.

At that time, the demon gate and the demon gate of the Folding Immortal Gate made a big move in the Fengshen Mountain in order to compete for the treasure of Fengshen Mountain.

In that battle, the Yellow Devil was also broken by the Moon Demon of the Demon Gate, and in the end, everyone found that the Pure Yang Ruler had already been taken away.

And what is even more interesting is that there are seven words written next to the box containing the pure yang ruler: Beisongling is here for a visit.

This made the people of the Demon Gate and the Demon Gate angry and drank wine at the foot of Fengshen Mountain for three days, and finally the two doors reconciled, and the two doors jointly set up a door rule: Don't worry about killing Beisong Lingge when you see it.

"I didn't expect to meet again, it's really funny that you lie on the ground and listen to me. ”

Bei Songling smiled, and the Tianjun fan in his hand slapped Duan Liang's face.

"Really?"

Suddenly, a sigh came from behind Bei Songling, and with that sigh, the bone knife slashed towards Bei Songling's waist.

Bei Songling stood still, and the Tianjun fan in his hand blocked Duan Liang's bone knife.

"Yo! is worthy of being a yellow devil, he is really rich in combat experience, can he even use a clone?"

With a wave of his fan, Bei Songling flew Duan Liang's true body more than three meters away from the mountain.

"But, Yellow Devil, I haven't seen you for ten years, your cultivation has declined, I remember that you used to be a Platinum Gate cultivator, but now how did you get to the Golden Gate? Isn't your brain not good? Memory has regressed, and even your cultivation has regressed?"

Bei Songling turned his head to look at Duan Liang and laughed.

This mouth is really owed, and all parties are not very welcome to this goods.

Duan Liang shook his neck, raised his bone knife and pointed at Bei Songling: "When you talk like this, the tone of a protagonist, don't you know that you often talk a lot, and you die early?"

"I've heard the saying that the stranger the weapon, the faster you die, and I think you'll die before me. ”

Bei Songling looked at the broken bone knife in Duan Liang's hand, and smiled with a Tianjun fan to hide his face.

Duan Liang: "Fart!"

Bei Songling smiled, combed his hair with a folding fan, raised his head and said: "I said above, don't interfere, don't use the formation to control him, otherwise this yellow devil will be boasted about after his death, saying that what is it that one person singles out 50,000 pulse masters plus me Beisong Ling, then my face is not ......"

When Bei Songling raised his head and said a long word to Liu Xiucheng above, the bone knife in Duan Liang's hand was already hungry and thirsty.

Therefore, the bone knife slashed at Bei Songling's head, as fast as lightning.

Bei Songling had to stop talking and hold the Tianjun fan to defend.

"It's just in time, otherwise this yellow devil is really difficult to deal with, since he said so, then let's watch!"

Li Xiucheng looked at Chen Yi as he spoke.

Chen Yi immediately understood what Li Xiucheng meant, took out a red flag and shook it.

In an instant, four giant copper pillars emerged from the ground, forming a square confined space.

The four bronze pillars were entangled with powerful spiritual power, and the spiritual power converged into four animals at the top of the pillars.

The eastern pillar gives birth to the Red Eagle.

The western pillar gives birth to the white crane.

The southern pillar gives birth to Qingluan.

The northern pillar gives birth to the crow.

"Oh, Yellow Devil, the four-bird flying formation formed by ten thousand Golden Vein Masters has blocked the four directions of east, west, north and south. ”

Kitamatsu shook the folding fan and giggled.

"Lao Tzu has slept with more women than you have ever seen, what are you showing off with me?"

Duan Liang frowned and looked at Beisong Lingdao.

Immediately afterwards, four walls emerged from the ground, blocking the east, west, north, and south sides, intersecting with four giant copper pillars.

On the four walls, four patterns are born.

The North White Tiger, the South Vermilion Bird, the East Xuanwu, and the West Green Dragon.

"It's a pillar building and a wall, is this trying to lock me up and beat me?"

Duan Liang carried the coffin and sneered.

"This is the Earth Vein Master's Four Beast Formation, and now they have added another layer of defense, it seems that they are very afraid of you!"

Kitamatsu Ling held his chin and smiled.

"Is it time to build the beams next?"

Duan Liang raised his head and looked at the sky.

I saw dozens of wooden beams on the roof.

Well, the beams, plates and columns are all in order, is the next thing to cap?

Is this fighting, or is it building a house?

If this army were to carry out construction, the houses built would definitely last for a thousand years.

Eight water dragons, eight fire dragons hovered above the roof, looking down at Duan Liang in the house.

"Flow, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, the formation of the five elements, the name of this formation combination, I haven't seen it yet. ”

Bei Songling said, shaking the folding fan.

"But I know what this formation is called. ”

Duan Liang clasped his nostrils and said.

"What's it called?"

Kitamatsu Ling laughed.

"Call the door to close the door and fight the dogs. ”

Duan Liang replied.

"Yellow Devil, are you even scolding yourself when you are fierce?"

Kitamatsu Ling covered his face with a folding fan and smiled happily.

"Heh, who is the dog? It's not what I think in my heart, and it's not what you think in your heart, it depends on what Li Xiucheng thinks. If he thinks you and I are dogs, then even you will be beaten. ”

Duan Liang didn't even make a move, and sprayed each other with Bei Songling instead.

"Tut-tut, Yellow Devil, others say that you are a person who can move his hands and never move his mouth, is it true that people are dying, and they talk a lot?"

Kitamatsu pouted and laughed.

"People who laugh a lot must not be unlucky, but those who laugh so ugly and like to laugh must like to eat boogers. ”

Duan Liang looked at Bei Songling's smiling face, and deducted a piece of boogers and flicked it towards Bei Songling.

Bei Songling dodged slightly, and actually used soil to turn into an earthen chair, sat on the chair and pointed at Duan Liang and said: "Hey, I didn't find it! You are still a little interesting, come and talk about life, your life is longer than mine, and it is also quite interesting, let's talk." ”

Outside the formation, Li Xiucheng looked at Bei Songling and Duan Liang in the formation with a cold face.

It's really a mistake to ask Bei Songling to make this funny talk, but who called Bei Songling's Beisong Palace the closest here?

"General, when will they talk? The soldiers will consume spiritual power to maintain the formation! If they keep talking like this, when will they be a head!"

Chen Yi looked at Li Xiucheng helplessly.