"Eagle Elder, why is my gate of heaven and earth black and yours golden?"

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Ling Ying opened his mouth to speak, looked at Ling Chen again, and said, "Boy, how much space do you have?"

"My ......"

Ling Chen was about to speak, but was suddenly interrupted by Ling Ying.

"Alas, I forgot, you just broke through and became a god, I'm afraid the space is very small, and as the cultivation breakthrough increases, the space will get bigger and bigger. ”

"Boy, my space is thirty acres in size, I'm afraid yours is only a few feet in size!"

Ling Ying opened his mouth and smiled, looked at Ling Chen and said.

"Thirty acres big, so even Eagle Lao's space is less than one-third of mine?"

Ling Chen lowered his head, blinked his eyes, raised his head and was about to speak, but saw that Ling Ying had already left, and the words on his lips could only be swallowed in one gulp.

"By the way, you come with me!"

Ling Ying's voice came from the corridor again, Ling Chen nodded, and followed out of the Psychic Pavilion.

.........

A quarter of an hour later, Ling Chen followed Ling Ying to another attic in the Inner Mansion.

This attic in front of you is four or five zhang high, the four eaves corners of the attic are hung with the dragon engraved with silver and copper, the breath is deep, vivid, look at it from afar, this attic is like a tower standing in general, the momentum is brilliant.

"Wutong Pavilion, what did Elder Eagle bring me here for?"

Ling Chen followed behind Ling Ying and stopped outside the door of Wutong Pavilion, wondering in his heart.

Wutong Pavilion is an important place in the Ling Mansion, which records countless magical spells, and to enter Wutong Pavilion, only Qi Refiners of the Divine Gate Realm can have this qualification.

Ling Ying stood in front of Ling Chen, and with a slight stomp of the black sail in his hand, the door of the attic opened automatically, and the two of them walked in.

"The old man is going to occupy this place, and the rest of the people, get out of here!"

As soon as he entered the attic, Ling Ying held a black sail in his hand, and his sharp eyes glanced at the few people who were cultivating in Wutong Pavilion, and sighed in a deep voice.

Suddenly, several Ling Mansion elders who were cultivating suddenly opened their eyes and looked at Ling Chen and the others in unison.

"Elder Eagle, if you talk like this, won't you be beaten by your uncles......"

Ling Chen muttered in his heart, he could cultivate at will in the Wutong Pavilion, there were only a few elders of the Ling Mansion, and they were all very senior, almost the uncles of Ling Wujin's generation, seeing the uncles staring at him, Ling Chen's heart immediately beat a drum in his heart.

"Haha, after cultivating for so long, it's time to go out and breathe!"

Several elders were about to get angry, but when they saw that it was Ling Ying who spoke, their faces changed suddenly, and they walked out with a haha.

All the elders left together, and the entire Wutong Pavilion suddenly became clear, only in the center, there was a black-robed old man with a white beard who was still sitting cross-legged in place, motionless.

"Old fellow, are you going to go out by yourself, or are you going to let me send you out!"

Ling Ying looked at the black-robed old man Ling Taiyi, holding a black sail in his hand, and stepped forward, with a hideous smile on his face.

"Hmph, Ling Ying, you are just the guest elder of my Ling Mansion, doing this is too arrogant, I am the Taizu of Ling Mansion, you dare to speak to me like this, even if Wu Jin comes, you don't dare to speak to me like this. ”

Ling Taiyi opened his eyes, his cloudy eyes revealing an angry glow, glaring at Ling Ying angrily.

"Bang!"

Ling Ying didn't look at it, the black sail in his hand rolled towards Ling Taiyi's body, and a black air flow rolled up his body, and he was thrown out of Wutong Pavilion fiercely.

"Old fellow, if it weren't for Ling Wujin's face, Lao Tzu would have immediately pumped your soul and fed my black soul sail. ”

Ling Ying turned to look at Ling Taiyi outside the Wutong Pavilion, his eyes flashed with anger, and his tone was calm.

"You ......"

Ling Taiyi stood up from the ground angrily, pointed at Ling Ying with one hand, his chest rose and fell sharply, his white beard stood upside down, and his face turned red.

"You, you fart, you have lived to a dog at a young age, and if you don't leave, don't blame Lao Tzu!"

Ling Ying licked the corners of his lips, looking at Ling Taiyi with a calm gaze, the black sail in his hand was blowing and hunting, and the black clouds above his head were circling, and the momentum was violent.

"You wait!"

Ling Taiyi looked at Ling Ying's posture of wanting to make a move, and immediately deflated, put aside a sentence, and walked away quickly.

"I really want to kill this old dog and draw his soul, but unfortunately, Lao Tzu can't beat Ling Wujin........."

Ling Ying held the black sail in his hand and watched Ling Taiyi walk away, muttering to himself, that look was full of regret.

Ling Chen stood behind Ling Ying, listening to the words in Ling Ying's mouth, he suddenly felt creepy, looking at Ling Ying's back, his heart was cold.

"He didn't want to do anything to me......

Looking at Ling Ying's back, Ling Chen couldn't help but beat a drum in his heart.

"Okay, the person has been cleaned, next, you look here, what are the magic powers suitable for you!"

Ling Ying turned around, glanced at Ling Chen, and pointed to the wall of the attic.

Ling Chen looked at it and saw that the walls of the Wutong Pavilion were all made of hundred-year-old refined copper, and countless cultivation patterns were carved on them.

These patterns include swords and beast patterns, each of which seems to have a kind of charm, and Ling Chen can't help but indulge in it after just looking at it.

"Great Brilliant Sword Qi!"

"Eagle Old, I'm far away from this magical power!"

Ling Chen walked in front of a copper wall, pointed to the giant sword carved on the wall with one hand, and looked at Ling Yingdao.

Although this giant sword was only a pattern, as long as he sensed it with his consciousness, Ling Chen felt that a sword qi flying in the sky appeared in front of his eyes, tearing through the sky and shattering the nine heavens.

This is an offensive supernatural power, extremely powerful, and the Great Brilliant Sword Qi is also Ling Wujin's famous stunt, Ling Chen has seen Ling Wujin perform it once, and that power is enough to shock anyone's heart.

"Great Brilliant Sword Qi!"

Ling Ying glanced at it, shook his head and said, "One more far, I won't do this!"

As soon as he heard this, Ling Chen's face froze, and then he came back to his senses, glanced back and forth on the copper wall, and stared at another pattern, this pattern is a pattern of a strange beast, called 'Tian Yu' Tian Yu is a kind of flying beast among the ancient strange beasts, this magic power is also called 'Tian Yu Nine Strikes', when the power is complete, it is not worse than the great brilliant sword qi.

"Then choose this!"

Ling Chen stared at the divine power of this Heavenly Feather Nine Strikes, and with just one glance, his mind couldn't help but conjure up the shadow of the ancient alien beast Heavenly Feather, crisscrossing the nine skies, and with a random blow, the mountains and rivers were split!

"No!

Ling Ying still shook his head and said.

"Uh......"

Ling Chen felt a burst of deflated in his heart, he couldn't cultivate two in a row, and he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated in his heart.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Chen spun around the copper wall again.

"Golden Demon Breaking Power Great Magical Power!"

Ling Chen's eyes lit up, he pointed his head to Ling Ying with one hand, and was about to speak, but when he saw Ling Ying shaking his head, he suddenly lost his anger in his heart.

"Nine strikes!"

Ling Chen pointed to the pattern of a strange beast, the pattern is carved like a phoenix, take a closer look, but it is not, the shape is very strange, like a bird like a phoenix, with three heads and six tails, although it is only a pattern, it is full of fierce and monstrous atmosphere, this magic power must be extraordinary.

"No!"

Ling Ying shook his head, a look of impatience on his face.

Seeing this, Ling Chen could only give up, took a deep breath, and looked at the pattern on the copper wall again.

...............

Half an hour passed, Ling Ying pestle the black sail, looked at Ling Chen with a gloomy face, and saw that he was about to point to the pattern on the wall again, so he hurriedly spoke, and said impatiently:

"Boy, don't pick and choose for Lao Tzu, delay my time, the old man only cultivates one kind of supernatural power in his life, that is, 'Panlong Nine Styles', if you want to learn, you can learn, if you don't learn to pull down." ”

Ling Chen's expression froze, he lowered his head, looked at Ling Ying, and couldn't help but be speechless in his heart, "You said earlier that you would only have one, then I will find a yarn ......"

Taking a deep breath, Ling Chen swept away the gloom in his heart, and looked up at Ling Ying, although he didn't know the power of the 'Panlong Nine Style', but since he could let Ling Ying crisscross the Qingzhou area, it must not be so simple, so he nodded immediately.

"Okay, since you learn it, then the old man will first pass on the supernatural visualization pattern to you, and then show it to you, whether you can learn it or not depends on your creation. ”

As soon as Ling Ying finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the center of Ling Chen's eyebrows.

Suddenly, one by one the patterns appeared vividly in his mind, Ling Chen calmly condensed, closed his eyes, and carefully comprehended.