Cao Zhi Dule looked at Zhen Shuai stretching his muscles with expectant eyes, and the flames in his eyes were like seeing a hungry wolf with a large piece of blood and fresh meat, exuding a breathtaking essence.

"Senior Xingying, I want to learn a thing or two from this young man, and I hope that the senior will be perfected!" said Cao Zhi Dule suddenly saluted respectfully towards the distant sky, and said in a respectful voice that anyone could hear.

When all the cultivators heard this, Zhen Shuai copied out the Battle Emperor Sword, imposed a Xuanhuo cover on himself, and also looked at the void behind him with a serious face.

The right one and Du Xiaoyao looked back with a look of surprise on their faces, and a very simple star-shaped magic circle appeared in the void in the distance, and after a faint swing of space fluctuations, an old man who looked like he was dying walked out with a staff tremblingly, and a very slight coughing sound with a strange breath came, and anyone who heard the sound felt that the person who coughed was terminally ill, and time was running out.

But even so, the faint aura emanating from the old man, who was about to be extinguished like a broken candle, was like a vast starry sky, and Zhen Shuai, who scanned the old man with a powerful divine sense, felt extremely heavy coercion.

"Dule, since this is the case, then others must not intervene in any form, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

Xing Ming trembled and hammered his waist, gently shook the hem of the wide robe, sat down slowly with extremely heart-wrenching movements, and after the white eyebrows that hung down to his chest trembled with the wind a few times, he asked the void in front of him, "Do you think it's okay?"

A gentle wind swept over all the cultivators, and when Zhen Shuai was surprised by the terrifying aura contained in the wind, all the ninjas and samurai of the Ghost Sun Empire turned around and knelt on one knee with great respect, and even the grass child Dule who had the god transformation stage knelt in the crowd with admiration, without the slightest detachment and arrogance.

A pale-faced young man stepped out of the breeze, his close-fitting pink samurai suit emitting a dazzling white light, and a black demon knife at his waist that looked a little dizzy was pressed on the hilt with one hand, emitting a faint wind moan.

"Since Brother Xingying said so, it's better for me to be respectful than to obey my fate, but it's not interesting to watch the two juniors fight like this, how about everyone come together to block the fight?"

Standing with his head held high in the breeze, Shan Lan Ghost Dao asked the void beside him with some intimacy.

After a falling leaf wind, a ninja in light armor flashed out with a magic trick, and the mask that only showed his eyes emitted a human-like ghost-like voice: "Since Shan Lanjun has this interest and has a treasure that he can handle, what's the harm in blocking a game?" You say yes, Nalanjie!"

On the calm sea, a sturdy old man who looked tens of thousands of years younger than the old monster of the stars stepped out of the sea with a teapot made of shells.

The sturdy old man wore a strange armor made of shellfish, a strange pointed hat woven of water plants on his head, a coarse cloth belt tied to the inner lining of the vest and cropped pants, and a stabbing sword similar to a Western thin sword pinned to his waist.

"Brother Nalan, you're not dressed in full armor to come and learn from the juniors, right?" Shan Lan complained with a slight smile when he saw this.

"I'm playing with the children at home, and I'm attracted by the voices of a few of you, I'm afraid that I won't be able to see you three old immortals when I'm late, so I came here with this sparring partner. ”

Naturally, no one believed Nalanjie's words, but no one present would break anything, and the four older generation of Divine Transformation Stage monks all looked at the grass and childish Dule who was kneeling on one knee and Zhen Shuai who was standing proudly.

Shan Lan Ghost Dao didn't know where to conjure a ring with a flickering flame and threw it to Cao Zhi Dule and said, "Dule, you forgot your ring here for the teacher, give it back to you." ”

Cao Zhi stood up with great joy, raised his hand to take the ring and put it on his middle finger, although he couldn't see the purpose of the ring for the time being, but looking at the fire attribute aura emanating from the ring, it must not be ordinary.

Seeing this, Nalanjie snorted coldly and took out a small jellyfish-shaped sculpture from the shell armor and threw it to Zhen Shuai hundreds of meters away: "Zhen boy, don't say that my sea clan is stingy, this mica jade will be given to you as a gift!

Zhen Shuai's ears sounded at the same time Du Xiaoyao's voice, mica jade is one of the specialties of the Sea Clan, from the secret realm of the abyss under the sea, it is said that it is possible to find a mica jade every fifty years, and the mica jade that Nalanjie gave to Zhen Shuai is already quite large, and the effect is naturally extremely extraordinary. The extraordinaryness of mica jade lies in the fact that mica jade is the essence of water spirit, mica jade does not need to be smelted or processed, it can be directly fused with any attribute of the defensive magic weapon, the defense against water attribute attacks is excellent, and the defensive magic weapon with mica jade also has the miraculous effect of gathering water and collecting ice, and it can significantly increase the recovery speed of mana in places where the water attribute aura is abundant.

Zhen Shuai was immediately overjoyed when he heard this, and the set of "Sorrow of the Dark Sky Elves" created by the elves gradually covered Zhen Shuai's whole body with a perfect combination of machinery and magic under the different gazes of everyone, and the most striking thing was a pair of jet-black wings formed by the stacked armor behind the heavy armor, Zhen Shuai did not intend to show the effect of the armor, but quickly pressed the mica jade on the chest of the armor like cheese.

The mica jade quickly dissolved like a body lotion, and the milky white liquid crawled all over the entire set of armor in an instant, and was quickly absorbed by the armor, feeling the bursts of moisture and clear sound emanating from the armor, Zhen Shuai was extremely satisfied and shrunk the armor into a set of semi-covered light armor, and then raised his eyes and smiled at the grass childish solitude and friendly smile.

Seeing this, Shan Lan Ghost Dao smiled slightly, and then said with a bright smile: "Dule, you have been with the teacher for so long, and I haven't given you a decent gift, I haven't thought about what to give you as a reward for the task you completed last time." ”

Shan Lan Ghost Dao was stunned, and in a gust of wind, a pair of straw sandals full of wind attribute breath came out of thin air, and slowly floated to the grass child Dule under the support of the breeze and said: "This is the magic boot used by the teacher in his early years-Wind Breath, this is for you!"

Naturally, Cao Zhi Dule would not refuse, and immediately put on the breath of the wind with a rush of mana, and his original straw shoes were thrown directly into the sea.

Seeing this, Zhen Shuai immediately looked at Xing Ying with great anticipation, and the cultivators of the East China Sea naturally focused their eyes on Xing Ming, and everyone was looking forward to what powerful things the old monster of the Transformation Stage would come up with to "fund" Zhen Shuai.

But to everyone's disappointment, Xing Ming had fallen asleep at some point, and the bald head with a few hairs left hung down and raised very regularly, slightly emitting a soft snoring sound, and the withered hands held the huge staff, all parts of the body were trembling slightly, and the pitiful decadence of that day even gave people the illusion that they would not wake up if they fell asleep.

Zhen Shuai smiled bitterly, and Du Xiaoyao and Youyi both raised their hands helplessly, saying that they couldn't take out any treasures comparable to the collections of the old monsters in the Transformation Period.

Hattori Naraku touched his masked chin, took out a pure black scabbard from the storage bag and said, "I heard that you are about to have a birthday, this is your birthday present!"

After Hattori finished speaking, he threw the scabbard out at high speed.