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The drunken ghost was still barely holding on, his eyes looking around vigilantly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info This small building is mysterious, and it is protected by a magic circle, and there is a mysterious man upstairs, how can you be careless?

Now everyone is a group of wounded soldiers, and a few of them have reached the point where they must be healed immediately. So, needless to say, the drunken ghost took on the task of vigilance.

Xu Yiyang didn't think much about it, just took a few pills, and sat cross-legged to breathe. His mind was poured into Qinglingding, and Xu Yiyang suddenly found that in that Fengqi Sycamore Forest, Qing'er's expression was so strange.

She seemed to be sad and rejoicing...... Such a contradiction makes people really not understand what is going on.

"Brother!" As soon as she found that Xu Yiyang was concerned, Qing'er immediately screamed, with a bitter face, "Many friends are dead......

Xu Yiyang was slightly stunned, and then understood that Qing Lingding released the spirit of the fierce beast to fight with the undead, and it was estimated that there were heavy casualties.

Looking around blankly, Xu Yiyang was still taken aback-in the vast Qingling Ding, he didn't even find a single fierce beast spirit! Could it be that he ...... The whole army is destroyed?

"Qing'er, thank you for saving me. Xu Yiyang sighed and said apologetically to Qing'er, "In the future, I will definitely ......"

"But brother, now my little friends are amazing!" Qing'er swept away the previous crying and sad face, and became radiant, "Not only are they more powerful than before, but they will also change back and forth!"

As she spoke, Qing'er stretched out her hand in the air, and a little ripple suddenly spread.

Xu Yiyang was slightly stunned, and then found that the trees in the distance were shaking, and it seemed that a group of wild beasts were rushing towards him.

And then...... He saw a bunch of fluffy puppies...... Yes, that's right, it's a group of fluffy white puppies, running over with joy, and the short tail is desperately shaking into a propeller.

Xu Yiyang was dumbfounded.

When did there become such a group of puppies in the Qinglingding? They were only the size of an adult's palm, chubby like a ball of meat, and their long fluff fluttered in the wind, which was indescribably cute.

Wrong!

Xu Yiyang suddenly realized that in his mental attention, there was no such group of puppies at all!

This......

"This is?" Xu Yiyang cautiously said.

"These are my little friends!" Qing'er's eyes turned into a crooked crescent moon, "Come back, just like this to play with me, or you can become something else!"

As she spoke, Qing'er reached out and patted the head of a puppy who was intently licking her little feet.

The puppy raised its head and looked at Qing'er, and seemed to open its mouth to bark a few times, but no sound came out. Then, Xu Yiyang was shocked to see that a cloud of mist emanated from the puppy.

The mist enveloped the puppy in an instant, and then disappeared. The speed of this fog was so fast, under Xu Yiyang's attention, a cloud of fog appeared on the puppy's body in a flash.

But what appeared in front of Xu Yiyang's eyes was a tabby kitten!

Then, the mist on the kitten's body reappeared—and it swelled rapidly.

The last thing that appeared in front of Xu Yiyang's eyes was the monster fighting on the battlefield.

Xu Yiyang was surprised at first, and then understood.

Although this Qingling Ding is his treasure, Xu Yiyang only made a rough blood sacrifice and did not deeply lay his brand. As far as the relationship between him and Qinglingding is concerned, it is not so much that he is the master of Qinglingding, but that he is a partner.

And these fierce beast spirits, now their cultivation is comparable to that of a Mahayana monk -- a primordial infant monk who wants to perceive the traces of a Mahayana monk? Is this a joke?

After chatting casually with Qing'er, Xu Yiyang pulled out his mind.

The sword box showed its figure, still the same rough appearance, revealing boundless domineering, no longer as obscene as at the beginning, and it looked much more pleasing to the eye.

Now, the sword box was empty—except for the materials Xu Yiyang had collected and the Flying Sword Ming Gu, there was no flying sword anymore.

In order to open up the road, Xu Yiyang made a desperate bet, but he sacrificed all the flying swords to explode. Looking at the sword box that stood with his arms crossed and only sneered and did not speak, Xu Yiyang couldn't help but sigh.

He knew what the sword box was trying to say. In fact, Xu Yiyang also knew that he was indeed negligent.

"I know you have your plans, you have your arrangements. After a long time, the sword box spoke, "But no matter what, improving your strength and ensuring your survival should always come first." ”

Xu Yiyang nodded.

"It's just a fluke today, can you be so lucky in the future?" the face of the sword box was unprecedentedly solemn, "In the future, our enemies will be even stronger! If you can't tell the difference between the important and the heavy, then just let this sword box go first!"

Xu Yiyang was taken aback.

Yes, people have no long-term concerns, they must have near-term worries, not to mention that the Sword Pavilion also occupies the Hongtian Temple! If the people in the immortal realm are very bored one day and set their sights on the cultivation realm......

Xu Yiyang's whole body trembled slightly: "I know!"

Yes, it's all about survival!

Monks practice the Tao, but why are there so many kinds of supernatural powers and treasures? Strictly speaking, these supernatural powers or treasures do not help much for the Tao, but why does every monk put a lot of effort into cultivating?

Quite simply, it would ensure the survival of the monks. If you don't even have your life, what kind of cultivation do you say?

Xu Yiyang was stunned and didn't say much.

Now, in the sea of consciousness, the sluggish appearance of the divine consciousness sapling, he is distressed to see it. However, all this can be slowly restored, and there is no need to worry too much.

In the sea of qi, Zhengang is still insufficient, and that little figure also looks as languishing as Xu Yiyang. However, with the infusion of aura, everything is slowly recovering.

If you want to recover in a short time, it is impossible. Xu Yiyang has only now discovered the huge difference between the Yuan Infant Stage and the Fa-rectification Period-in the past, if you want to restore your Dan Qi, it was just a matter of taking some pills to breathe for a while. But now, a huge amount of spiritual energy has been absorbed by him, but it can only be transformed into a trace of Zhengang.

Or, when it comes to the Tribulation Period or even the Mahayana Period, will there be all more powerful means to condense the True Gang? These are things in the future, and what Xu Yiyang cares about is only now.

In a dangerous situation, the camp is full of wounded soldiers! How can this fight?

However, Pang Siyi and others did not let Xu Yiyang wait too long. They all took pills, and even used secret methods to forcibly suppress the injuries. Each of them knew that the most important thing now was to recover their combat effectiveness as soon as possible, and as for recuperating their bodies, they could wait until they returned.

If you refuse to do this act of breaking your wrist now, then it is very likely that the whole army will be wiped out - they will all die here, what are you afraid of being injured?

After only one meal before and after, even Fei Yuanzhi and Nangong Boshan, who had lost an arm, stood up. The aura on their bodies was surging, and standing there, it was like a vast ocean, and it was magnificent. But looking at the abnormal flush on everyone's faces, Xu Yiyang's heart couldn't help but tremble.

Although I don't understand what methods everyone is exerting, but now I know at a glance that everyone is drinking to quench their thirst.

And then...... Xu Yiyang was a little dumbfounded. He had never come into contact with such a secret method at all!

Speaking of which, Xu Yiyang, a monk...... It's kind of weird. Although he didn't know how many classics he had read, some secret methods could not be in the classics. What he practiced was the Ten Thousand Swords Spectrum taught by the Sword Box, and although there were many methods in it, there was no such desperate means - when he was in the Sword Spirit Continent before, although he had the means of burning blood, he couldn't use it at all now.

And Pang Siyi, as Xu Yiyang's teacher, carefully speaking, in terms of cultivation, he did not teach Xu Yiyang too much. This is not to say that Pang Siyi is incompetent, it's just that he has a good vision and knows that Xu Yiyang has his own opportunities, so he doesn't interfere too much.

After that, a series of changes made Pang Sijun have no chance even if he wanted to teach Xu Yiyang something.

Right now, Xu Yiyang can only wait silently.

However, with so many Mahayana monks here, it seems that it is not his turn to come out Xu Yiyang.

Sure enough, after everyone got up, Xuan Lone's eyes flashed, and one hand pressed on Xu Yiyang's vest - and Pang Sigong did this at the same time.

The majestic Zhengang was instantly infused into Xu Yiyang's body. Although Xu Yiyang's sea of qi far surpassed that of a monk of the same level, it was still nothing to a monk who was in the Mahayana period during the Tribulation Period.

In just a moment, Xu Yiyang's body was filled with Zhengang, and the whole person seemed much more energetic.

"There's not much more to say. The drunken ghost also simply cast a secret method, suppressed the injury, and said to everyone, "I want to see what the sacredness is!"

The drunken ghost spoke, pointing directly at the mysterious man upstairs.

That must be the root of everything!

Dao thoughts flowed instantly, Xuan Lin frowned, and his face instantly became ugly.

No, even horror.

The drunken ghost didn't understand a little, and then let go of Dao Nian, and under a sweep, he was surprised: "How can this be?"

In their thoughts, where is there a small building? It is clearly in a wilderness, empty, and there is nothing.

Those walls that can be seen with the naked eye are not there at all in the Taoist mind!

What kind of formation is here, it is so confusing. Xuan Lin glanced at the drunken ghost, then at Fei Yuanzhi and Nangong Boshan, and fell silent.

Xu Yiyang's pitiful divine sense let go, and what he felt was the same as everyone else, that is, there was nothing around them.

Xu Yiyang's heart moved, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he said categorically: "Go upstairs!"

Upstairs?

The drunken ghost couldn't help but be stunned.

"Now, what is there to hesitate about?" Xu Yiyang took a deep breath, and the real gang in the sea of qi was tumbling endlessly, "We have already arrived here, can we still go back?" That guy upstairs, if he really had earth-shattering skills, he should have come down to clean us up a long time ago, where would it make us so easy?"