Not long after Zhang Yifan entered the sword burial, a beast roar suddenly came, the sound seemed to be ordinary, and it was not mixed with mana and supernatural powers, but it still blew out the two mountain spirits standing there stupidly.

As soon as Yun Su pointed out, the two of them were suddenly imprisoned, and as the sound wave was blown miles away, they fell into the grass and fell asleep.

The next thing is not suitable for the two of them to watch enthusiastically here.

After a while, he saw the loess surging in the array, the spiritual wind was blowing, and the smoke was rising, and Yunsu was stunned for a moment.

I saw that the smoke was holding Zhang Yifanhe and a dog, coming this way.

A pure white puppy, although it is a little different from a puppy when you look closely, is generally more like a dog.

The body size is only the size of a little poodle, thin skin and bones, and it looks fierce and fierce, and it looks up and sees the Tsing Yi Taoist outside the Shenshan formation.

The next moment, the corners of the mouth of the fierce little white dog opened slightly, and a trace of crystal white flowed down, looking at Yunsu with embarrassment.

"Wow, it tastes good. ”

The little white dog nestled on top of the smoke, licked his front paws, and said approvingly.

Zhang Yifan's expression suddenly tightened, and he hurriedly stopped in front of him, and bowed and said:

"My lord, this senior has come to save me, and I want to talk to you, maybe there is a way to get us out of here. Please, please, please keep someone in your mouth. ”

In Yunsu's eyes, it was a different scene.

The moment Zhang Yifan appeared with this seemingly harmless puppy, the prohibition of the sacred mountain within a radius of dozens of miles was moved, and the puppy was in a trance, wrapped in the momentum of the sky, and pressed head-on.

This kind of vision has nothing to do with spell casting, but as soon as this thing came out, it caused the vision of heaven and earth here, which shows that it is extraordinary. It's not so much that a puppy is coming this way, but that an ancient beast has come out.

At this time, the prohibition of the Divine Mountain is several times more dangerous than Fang Cai, and the original ten-way killing momentum has been integrated into the sky-high killing momentum carried by this fierce puppy.

The murderous spirit is strong, it can no longer be described simply by breath, but the murderous atmosphere is wild, and it is naturally a trend, if the ten-way killing momentum is shrouded in a radius of dozens of miles, it is strong when it is strong, and the murderous formation that comes with this little milk dog is not close to the living, where it walks, not to mention flowers and trees, even the yellow sand has to be turned into powder.

Sou~

Suddenly, the little dog opened his mouth and spit out a white light, which came in an instant, and the white light was eyeless but rushed straight to Yunsu, and he didn't dodge it, and was dragged into the formation by his neck.

Zhang Yifan didn't even have time to stop it, this senior master who had traveled thousands of miles to save himself from the sea of suffering, was swept into the dog's mouth by the white light, and ate it without saying a word.

"You, you!!"

Zhang Yifan was angry for a while, and he didn't notice that after the little white dog swallowed 'Yunsu', his expression was dull.

"You, you spit out. ”

Zhang Yifan transformed into a murderous four-foot long sword, wrapped in an astonishing sword momentum and pointed at the head of the little milk dog, only to feel a wave of anger burned from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and he no longer cared about the fact that this thing was the master of the sword burial, and he was not afraid of the sword shattering and dying.

"You brute, it's okay to enslave me for a hundred years, it should be done by me Zhang Yifan to live here. My predecessor just wanted to save me, why did you eat him, didn't you also want to go out day and night?

I only ate tens of thousands of poultry and six animals last night, isn't it enough!"

Zhang Yifan was really angry, his predecessors came to save him, Gao Yi was in front, and he listened to what he said, so he let himself go back to the sword burial to invite the master of the sword burial, but now he was inexplicably suffered.

For a while, he was angry and angry, and he was ashamed and guilty, and he directly turned into the body of the natal sword spirit, and what he split his head and face was a burst of drinking, and he did not hesitate to fight with this terrifying and moody sword burial lord on weekdays.

However, let him roar and rage, the little milk dog just didn't move, not only his face was stiff, his eyes couldn't turn, even his body was stiff, the corners of his mouth were slightly open, and his saliva was like silk, wetting his dog hair.

Gradually, even Zhang Yifan noticed that something was wrong, he yelled so loudly, if he had changed his weekdays, he would have been beaten up and let him ravage.

In the past hundred years, he has long been familiar with the temperament of the lord of the sword burial, he is really moody, he never blinks when he kills, he never talks about being soft-hearted, anyway, it is basically all killed by the sword of the ten directions, but on weekdays, he beats and scolds when he disagrees, and his temper is very short-tempered, and he is so anxious that even the long sword he possesses is caught and gnawed by it.

Sometimes when the mood is good, it is easy to talk well, and it is not easy to serve.

Zhang Yifan used to only think that he had been trapped in the sword burial for 10,000 years, his temper had become a little weird, and he shouted every day that he couldn't eat enough.

"Hehe, the beast is untamable, just digest it after eating. ”

Suddenly, a voice came from outside the array, Zhang Yifan was the body of the natal sword spirit at this time, and he didn't need to look back to see a figure condensed from nothingness, who was not the senior master.

"This ......"

Zhang Yifan was stunned for a moment, wasn't his predecessor eaten by this beast, why was he unscathed, he was a dantian when he entered the battle a hundred years ago, and later although he died and turned into a sword spirit, his Taoism and cultivation were gone, but he took another path of cultivation, and stayed in this heavenly sword burial for a hundred years, and he had his own ability, if he really talked about it, his eyesight to see through the illusion was stronger than the two people in the realm of Huadan last night.

At this time, I didn't know what was going on, and I didn't know if this master hadn't been hit at all, or if he had escaped from the beast's mouth.

Yun Su didn't explain, but in his heart, he secretly said that this was indeed the case.

What Zhang Yifan said before is that there is no problem, what really makes people extremely vigilant is the owner of the sword burial itself.

Zhang Yifan is still simple-minded, upright but less tactful, and is seriously injured by the sophistication of the world, but he has not grown much wisdom.

What he said was somewhat added to some personal feelings and speculations, and if the person who came was not the master of the sword burial, it would be counted, and if so, how could it be guessed in ordinary hearts.

These terrifying existences, it is difficult to describe them with good and evil, they did not rush out of the sacred mountain, eat the Beitang Kingdom and the Dacheng Dynasty cleanly, and tear them apart, causing the lives to be ruined, which is already doing good deeds.

No matter how careful he is on weekdays, seeing that he is alone, his magic power is not obvious, he is naturally not afraid, but he will be arrogant in his heart, feel that it is convenient, look down on any monks who come to the door, and eat everything.

Therefore, Yun Su hid a mantra of the word 'fixed' on the phantom body in advance, and in case something happens, he will use this phantom body to die with the other party, and rely on the mantra to counterattack the sneak attack.

As soon as this thing appeared, the fierce appearance of the body that seemed to be about to burn thousands of living beings, the momentum of the killing body, since it could set off a momentum of overwhelming the sky, how could it sit down and have a good conversation.

It's just that I didn't expect this puppy to be so irritable, and eat people without saying a word, and directly ate the mantra into the stomach.

Yunsu lay on the Zixia auspicious clouds, while watching the play, he took out the fish spring brew, and took out a braised meat, a mud bean, there were dishes and wine, and it was very comfortable to drink.

The phantom body in the distance, with a wave of his hand, made Zhang Yifan turn back into a human form, and the little white dog also had a spirit, although he was still unable to move, he could speak.

"The people of the Wu Dao dare to sneak attack the deity. ”

The little milk dog was simply angry, how many years, 10,000 years or 100,000 years, it had never suffered such a shameful humiliation, and it was even more frightened in its heart, and found that there was an extremely strange force restraining itself, and even the origin was suppressed, not to mention finding a way to break it, and even its thoughts slowed down.

When it swallowed the Daoist just now, it felt that something was wrong, and it melted in its mouth, like drinking water, and it had no taste of aura and body at all.

Then, he couldn't move.

It's good that the little milk dog didn't open his mouth, but Zhang Yifan was stunned again.

In the past hundred years, this dog has spoken with an urn sound, and although the sound is deafening at this time, it has completely changed its voice, which is shocking, and it is actually an angry and crisp girl's voice.

Sure enough, the sound of milk fierceness and milk fierceness.

"Is it a little......

A ridiculous thought arose in Zhang Yifan's mind, this terrifying Lord of Sword Burial, who had suppressed the Divine Mountain for ten thousand years, the truth was actually like this.

Yunsu's phantom body was not in a hurry, there were clouds under his feet, he sat cross-legged, pointed to the puppy, and said softly:

"It's too noisy, teach it the correct and elegant way of speaking as human beings. ”