Fang Yan frowned and thought about it, feeling that something was wrong, and thought for a while: "Huh? Isn't there a back-up? ”

"Ding~!"

"Immortality solves puzzles, Hou Qian and Da Qian are not one, they cannot accommodate the dragon qi of Da Qian, and every dynasty or country has its own dragon vein and dragon qi."

"Changsheng special reminder, please note that the troubled times and the Warring States must have an end one day, for the sake of our future, the host must also get the dragon vein and dragon qi of every dynasty and country."

"For our future......" Listening to the dialect, I always felt weird, but I didn't care, and since the lottery holder had the immortal spirit, the help to her was much more obvious than before.

"Ding~!"

"Remind the host that the talent supernatural assassination has awakened, and with the Mirror Flower Water Moon and the Shadow Wave Return, the host's current combat effectiveness has been greatly improved."

"Assassination: A ranged attack is guaranteed to hit and increases damage."

"Assassination?" Fang Yan felt it carefully, there was indeed a newly awakened innate supernatural power, thinking of this, she asked in her heart, "How to cultivate the innate supernatural power?" ”

"Ding~!"

"Changsheng gives the optimal solution, the host has completed the progress of the 'Mirror Flower Water Moon', and can use the Mirror Flower Water Moon to cultivate the power of the soul, the power of the soul is strong, and the use of the innate supernatural power has been significantly improved, which is also the only way to cultivate the innate supernatural power at present."

"I see...... Fang Yan muttered in his heart, "It's nothing, right?" ”

"Ding~!"

"Changsheng has successfully decomposed the dragon clan's water attribute exercises, and now teach it to the host, please pay attention to the host, and with more practice in the future, you will definitely be able to become the master of the water."

"Lord of Water......" The dialect was speechless, sounding a bit like a character from a game played in a previous life, "What Lord of Water, please call me the King of the River!" ”

Forget it, it's a bit of a middle two......

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"Yo~! Awake? ”

The little turtle shook his head, glanced at the dialect, and lazily lay beside the stone tablet.

Fang Yan opened his eyes in a daze, pretended to rub his eyes, and asked, "What is the situation now?" ”

The little turtle thought that she was asking about the battle situation in the mountains, and said helplessly: "It's a hot fight~!" The Demon Clan, the Heaven Snatching Sect, and the Buddhist Sect, the tripartite forces are fighting chaotically, but it is lively. ”

Fang Yan pursed his lips angrily and muttered, "Say it as if you saw it with your own eyes......"

The little turtle smiled inexplicably, raised his head and said, "Isn't it just what I saw with my own eyes~!" ”

Fang Yan got up, patted the dust on his body, looked up and said, "I'm leaving, leaving this ghost place and going outside to be at ease." ”

The little turtle lowered his head and said listlessly: "That's good, I'm really a little envious of you." ”

Fang Yan didn't know what to think of, and quipped, "Maybe you can do it when you can?" ”

The little turtle shook his head and said: "There will be no such day, never, my end can only be that I will die of old age in the Heaven Snatching Sect, and I can't even ascend." ”

Fang Yan was speechless and sighed: "Then I will often come to see you in the future." ”

The little turtle sneered, "You ran away, why did you come back?" ”

Fang Yan laughed and said: "After all, it's different, now my sister is Chen Biqing, the king of frogs, can't I come back to see my sister?" ”

The little turtle shook his head disdainfully and sneered: "Childish! Within the Heaven Snatching Sect, there is a group of old ancestors who are above the sect leader and their group of masters, almost all of them are in the tribulation period, hiding in dark places, using secret methods to cover the heavenly tribulation, and they are unwilling to ascend in the mortal world. ”

Fang Yan shook his finger very confidently and snickered: "I'm leaving, the world is so big, no one can stop me~!" ”

"Really?"

Suddenly, a voice rang out, but there was no one around.

"Of course it is~!" Fang Yan replied with a smile.

“……”

"Who!" The little turtle raised its head suddenly, raised its head to the sky and roared, and the dragon's groan shook like thunder.

Fang Yan crossed his hands on his hips, looked up to the sky and laughed, and suddenly the whole snake stood on the spot.

"Who is it?"

"The poor monk has heard of it, I have seen the predecessors of the turtle, and I have seen the female benefactor."

The yin wind gusted, ten thousand ghosts howled, and a few black crows flew by in the distance, making ugly calls, and a seemingly inconspicuous stone wall suddenly moved, and a transparent figure appeared faintly. The transparent figure gradually turned into a human form, an old monk wearing monk's robes and kind eyes.

The little turtle who was called the predecessor of the Divine Turtle by the old monk smiled disdainfully: "You dare to go alone?" ”

Fang Yan shook his head and said, "No, you listen, there is a voice outside!" ”

Not far away, the sound of fighting was everywhere, and there was a fire inside and outside the main hall of the Dragon Palace, shouting and killing one after another, and there was a faint flash of light, but it was not real.

The little turtle muttered: "This time to attack the Great Mountain Demon Clan, the defensive strength of the stone gate has not moved at all, just to prevent accidents, even if it is a hard break, it will take a certain amount of time, it can't be so long before, there is not even a little movement, so ...... There is only one possibility, there are people who should cooperate with the outside, and your Buddhism has planted spies here. ”

The old monk didn't answer, just smiled at the dialect, suddenly stretched out his right hand, turned into the size of a house, patted the top of the dialect's head, and said with a kind smile: "Donor, you have a fate with my Buddha, and today let the poor monk cross you into my empty door." ”

Fang Yan's face was not panicked at all, but he was a little excited, and as soon as he was successfully upgraded, he had the opportunity to try out new skills.

"Old monk, today Lao Tzu is going to gamble with you!"

Kongwen's complexion remained unchanged, and his big hand was like Mount Tai pressing down, and there was a faint sound of a dementor, disturbing his mind.

"Ding~!"

"The host activates a passive skill and gambles for his life!"

"Boom~!"

"~!"

At the critical moment of "......", Fang Yan looked up at the palm that was about to be afraid of the top of his head, and complained speechlessly, "I'm really fed up with you, why do you always like to dub yourself by yourself!" ”

"Answer the host, because I like it!"

"Congratulations to the host, draw the inferior lot!"

"Give away a piece of Instant Thousand Miles, please ask if you want to use it now."

"Use it, use it quickly, it's too late if you don't use it anymore......" Fang Yan looked at the palm that was getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but shout in his heart.

The little turtle let out an angry roar and wanted to save Xia Yan, but unexpectedly, a figure stepped into the air, standing above the dragon pool behind him, his whole body covered in a black robe and he couldn't see his face clearly. Holding a long and large iron chain in his hand, he seemed to be a messenger from under the Nine Shadows, and let out a strange smile.

The black-robed man threw up the iron chain in his hand and sank into the void, and a thunderbolt seemed to flash in the sky, only to see a huge iron chain that seemed to come from the netherworld, with white yin fire falling from the sky and falling into the dragon pool.

Under the mountain stream, there was a dragon roaring, the cry was extremely terrible, and a golden-colored dragon was bound by iron chains and dragged out of the water.

The mutation protruded, and the little turtle was hindered by this change for a moment, and it was too late to rescue the dialect.

There was a cold current between the heavens and the earth, and the sky was freezing cold, as if one moment it was still the height of summer, and the next moment it was snowing heavily. A cold wind blew between heaven and earth, and an extremely cold sound sounded in the sky.

"Xuanbing Sword, thousands of miles of ice."