/./ The ancestor of Tingyang has not moved for thousands of years, and there are people from the Ting family to worship.

This time I came out to walk around, or a close friend came to invite, saying that Gu Ao came to the country to have a large number of treasures, and there is also the kind of elixir that can improve cultivation by eating.

Tingyang Ancestor, who had just entered the country of Gu Aolai, followed the guidance of the little beast and came here, and also happened to find the scene where Wang Yuan was refining those green needles.

In the face of this kind of arrogant monk, Wang Yuan had the idea of playing with the other party, and immediately said: "Of course, I recognize that Tingyang Ancestor is famous, and when the younger generation is cultivating, Tingyang Ancestor has already become my transcendent target.

As soon as the Tingyang Ancestor heard this, he immediately blew up his beard: "Junior, you should say it, Ancestor, why don't I live up to my name, if you can't say a thing or two, don't blame Ancestor for being angry today, and suppress you fiercely."

"Seeing that I am refining treasures, I want to take it by force, this is against the style of the ancestors, isn't this enough?"

The ancestor was speechless for a while, and felt that what Wang Yuan said made sense, and the sneak attack on people was indeed a bit unauthentic, but in the face of the attraction of the treasure, the ancestor of Tingyang was extremely tempted, and under the dilemma, he scratched his ears and cheeks.

Wang Yuan guessed that this Tingyang Ancestor was estimated to be less than a thousand years old, and maybe his scheming had also regressed.

As soon as the little beast nose on Tingyang Old Ancestor's shoulder sniffed, he noticed the smell of the treasures in Wang Yuan's body, and there were more than one treasure, and there were some treasures that made it drool.

Creak.

The little beast grabbed a strand of the Tingyang Ancestor's beard, and the Tingyang Ancestor, who was in a dilemma, was about to whip the little beast with a pain in his jaw, but the idea conveyed by the little beast made the ancestor wake up.

"The junior dares to play with the ancestor me." The ancestor was furious, he had lived for so long, he was almost deceived by a junior in a few words, the ancestor was furious, he wiped the storage bag, a handful of dust appeared, and with a wave, a strange wind blew away.

Wang Yuan condensed these green needles with the breath of the "Three Dead Stones", and the Yuan Shen Imprint was imprinted on them, and took a name called "Tearing Needle".

When the Ancestor swung out that strange wind, it was the moment when the sacrifice was successful, Wang Yuan looked at the Tingyang Ancestor with a mocking look, and the Great Yan Divine Pillar behind him was unsheathed.

The brilliant golden light, as well as the power of the Great Yan Divine Pillar to the Yang and the Strong, under the control of Wang Yuan's mind, roared towards the Tingyang Ancestor.

As soon as the dust rolled up, countless white silks grew wildly, and immediately surrounded Tingyang Ancestor, like a huge white cocoon.

The Great Yan Divine Pillar smashed into the huge white cocoon with a fearless attitude.In an instant, a golden light burst out.The sound of clicking sounded on the white cocoon.It was like a turtle shell cracking countless horizontal lines.Tingyang Ancestor was knocked away by a single blow.A few mouthfuls of blood were sprayed in mid-air.His expression was languid.

The old ancestor of Tingyang had the idea of escaping.In this thousand years of recuperation, nothing else has learned.I have learned to cherish life.I dare not fight hard with Wang Yuan.So when I turned around.The Yuan Shen showed the top of my head.In one sweep.The nine hundred and ninety-nine flying swords floating in the air were brought to life.All of them flew into the air.

Tingyang Ancestor made a lot of money and threw out a thing, which was a formation that contained a lot of spiritual power, and the flying sword sword formation complemented each other, and the sword qi was more intense than Fang Cai, and shot through the space.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine flying swords fell in their respective positions one by one.The sword formation was completed.Tingyang Ancestor spit out a mouthful of essence blood.Without saying a word.Fiercely pointed at Wang Yuan.The sword formation began to operate.The strange roar that cracked the sky.Countless sword rays came like rain.Staggered and circled in mid-air.A rotating sword wheel.The tip of the sword pointed at Wang Yuan.

After doing this, Tingyang Ancestor spurted blood again, and he didn't look at the result, his body turned into a phantom, and he turned around and ran.

Wang Yuan's eyes flickered.A little brow.The Soul Killing Banner was already in his hand.Bursts of demonic qi were surging.The ghost cried wolf.The Soul Killing Banner the size of several zhang waved mightily.Suddenly.Thousands of souls roared out.Thousands of divisions and thousands of them were one.Quickly rushed into the air and crashed into the huge sword wheel.

At the same time, two flame lotus platforms suddenly appeared in his hand, ignited with the power of extreme fire, and formed the Lotus of Destruction.

Looking at the escape route of Tingyang Old Ancestor, Wang Yuan sneered: "I want to run."

As soon as the several-foot-large Soul Killing Banner danced, it was powerful, not to mention, a demon hand stretched out from within it, only half an arm, under the black mist, followed by Tingyang Ancestor.

The rotating sword wheel continued to have a thick sword qi swinging out, each of which had the power of the original sword.

Countless souls are unpredictable.Under the advent of the sword qi, they pounce without hesitation.Although the power of each soul is limited.As soon as they get close, they will be swept away by the sword qi.But thousands of souls are formed together.The power condensed together can be described as a monstrous angry wave.It is really not small.It is hard to sweep away most of the sword qi of the sword wheel.

And the destroyed soul is recovered by the Soul Killing Banner, and after a short time, it will be regenerated again, this is the power of the Soul Killing Banner.

Two flame lotus platforms also descended.Furious flames burned the world.Lotus platforms burst open.Countless tongues of fire erupted from them.Instantly submerged the sword wheel.

The sword wheel was struck twice in succession, and its power was diminished, and the light on it was slightly dimmed.

Wang Yuan grabbed the sword diagram and the nine hundred and ninety-nine flying swords in his pocket.This sword formation, under the improvement of time, will definitely be able to exert a more powerful power than when the Tingyang Ancestor used it.

Besides, the Tingyang Ancestor didn't comprehend the shrinkage of the ground into inches, but the speed of the Cave Void Period Monk was extremely fast, and he ran out for thousands of miles in the blink of an eye.

But that arm also burned with a black mist, and as soon as the speed increased, it was immediately faster than Tingyang Ancestor.

Tingyang Ancestor was shocked, his face was pale, like dead ashes, he didn't come out for a thousand years, he encountered this kind of evil star, he hated it.

He took out the reluctant jade slip from the storage bag, and was about to crush it, when the pitch-black arm swung out a strong qi, and instantly shattered the jade slip, and the power of the seal inside it was stillborn.

Burst.

In a hurry, Tingyang Ancestor spurted more blood, and the method of blood escape also consumed a lot of his essence.

Looking at the dust whisk in his hand, Tingyang Ancestor gritted his teeth and threw it out, turning into a white silk shield behind his back, hoping to take this opportunity to block it for a while, and then he could escape.

But this idea also burst.With a flick of the finger of the arm.The shield collapsed.The speed did not decrease.The Soul Killing Banner approached Dacheng.Its power has long been incomparable.The stage of Dacheng is too difficult and too difficult.The number is terrifying to think about.

Wang Yuan's voice came from inside his arm: "I said, you can't run away."

With a big hand, he grabbed Tingyang Ancestor, and then his arm went back at a speed faster than the speed of pursuit.

A moment later, the Soul Killing Banner withdrew its arm, and the half-body ghost on the banner was grinned by Wang Yuan.

The void was grasped, and the Nine Doubts were crossed on the top of the head of the Tingyang Ancestor. The Tingyang Ancestor had been raised for thousands of years, and he had no courage to blow himself up, so he was sealed by Wang Yuan's generous and generous and sent into the Nine Doubts Ding.

After doing this, Wang Yuan picked up the little beast that wanted to escape and put it in front of him to look at it.

This little beast is extremely psychic, its big eyes are full of tears, and it cannot be forcibly enslaved, otherwise part of its spirituality will disappear.

However, Wang Yuan had his own way, the black hole behind his head opened, he reached out and grabbed a chubby little beast, and Xiao Ling'er hung on the fur of the little beast and fell asleep.

Wang Yuan stretched out his fingers and scratched Xiao Ling'er.Xiao Ling'er pursed her little mouth and waved her little arms.

On the other hand, the chubby little beast immediately woke up, staring at Wang Yuan vigilantly, but the fear in his eyes was still there.

"Good guy, Ling'er's rations are all for you to eat, hmm." Wang Yuan picked up the little beast, which had obviously gained several laps, and asked.

Whining.

The little beast choked a few times, lowered its head, and didn't dare to look directly at Wang Yuan.

After a long time, he woke up Xiao Ling'er, rubbed his big eyes and said, "Uncle, Ling'er hasn't slept enough."

"Don't sleep yet, help my uncle teach this little thing a lesson." Wang Yuan carried the treasure hunting mouse in his left hand and the little beast sent by Chu Fei'er in his right hand and said.

"Hey, it's a treasure hunting mouse." It seems that Xiao Ling'er recognized this rat, and Xiaozui smiled sweetly.

Xiao Ling'er took out a small wooden stick, flapped her wings, and flew in front of the treasure hunting mouse.

The treasure hunt rat understood Xiao Ling'er's words, but he didn't want to follow Wang Yuan, and he didn't know what method Tingyang Old Ancestor used to attract this treasure hunting mouse.

Ling'er's small mouth puffed out, and the small wooden stick increased its strength: "If you are disobedient, I will let the big tiger, the second tiger, the third tiger and the fourth tiger bite you together."

Wang Yuan glanced at the newly joined little beast, which was already ranked fourth.

However, Xiao Ling'er's wooden stick was not as strong as before, and after a few knocks, it made the treasure hunt mouse enjoy it.

Xiao Ling'er beckoned the three tigers that turned into a black mist, and also beckoned the newly joined beasts to go up together, but the treasure hunting rat moved flexibly, moving and dodging in the air, and for a while, the ping-pong game became a ball.

Wang Yuan separated these little things at the right time.Xiao Ling'er blushed and fluttered.Panting.Angry glaring at the treasure hunting mouse.

Wang Yuan picked up the treasure hunting mouse and said directly: "Follow me, how about finding a female for you in the future."

The treasure hunt rat nodded again and again, his eyes lit up, and he stood up and thanked Wang Yuanzuo.

151 Kanshu.com .