Qiu Hexiang looked at Yan Zhen, pouted and said, "You said you would take care of me!"

"Master, I'd better poison her first! Ah Yuan said angrily.

"Forget it, you're busy with you! we'll leave after we're done collecting the baby. Yan Zhen rubbed his temples, "I still have to go to Lin Yi and Xiao Ling, if you can't catch up with us, when the Kyushu Dabi is over, you go directly to Linzhou Yan Mansion." ”

"Oh, thank you, master!" Ah Yuan put down the swallow mark and bowed slightly. The opportunity of Diting Palace is very important to her, and after this village, there may really be no such shop.

Back then, the poison master was bloodbathed by the forces of Kyushu, and she only got a copy of the "Hundred Poisons Sutra of Flowing Illusions" by chance, and then slowly embarked on the road of cultivating immortals.

However, she was also hunted down because of the inheritance of the Cultivator lineage, and she was seriously injured, so that she was taken advantage of by the demons.

Fortunately, she was eventually rescued by Yan Zhen. If it weren't for that, she would have to continue to be the minions of the demons.

"Your poison will be very useful for the future battle of gods and demons, I hope you can also develop a strange poison against the demons, work hard!" Yan Zhen sighed, "When we leave the Tianyu Realm, who knows what Kyushu will be like. ”

"Master, what do you mean by that?" Ah Yuan wondered.

"When the old man and I went to kill the Red Devil Cave with Mo Zhizhou, they were preparing for war. You should understand what they want to do. Yan Zhen shook his head, "Now that the 'Nine Demon Eyes' have been sealed, there are still eight world entrances of the Demon Race, and there are also entrances that we have not discovered. ”

"I don't need followers, but people who can fight alongside me. Yan Zhen sighed, "You are barely qualified now, and I will recruit Yan Mansion." ”

"Huh, having a baby is just incidental?" Yan Shu muttered quietly.

"Give birth!" Qiu Hexiang looked at Yan Zhen suspiciously, and he still had to give birth to a child when he entered Yan Mansion?

Yan Zhen was also confused, what does it have to do with him recruiting people and giving birth to children? The maids who entered the Yan Mansion all gave birth to one with him, so isn't that messy? Lin Yi agreed, and he would not agree.

Matters of principle must not be committed!

"Master, as long as the master mother agrees, I can do it at any time. Ah Yuan smiled and walked towards the medicine pavilion.

Yan Zhen only felt that it was black in front of him, something was wrong, Ah Yuan had been taken crooked by Yan Shu.

Akiwa Kazuka strode forward and walked towards the path leading to the Jinkaku. The Nine Palaces Holy Land is most famous for its formations, and what she cares about the most is also the formations.

Yan Zhen walked to the path leading to the Scripture Pavilion, "You guys familiarize yourself with the environment first, and I'll come when I go." ”

As he spoke, he disappeared from the sight of the two women.

From time to time, a huge slash resounded through the palace. The two girls didn't know what was going on, but they felt that the momentum was very loud, like beating gongs and drums. The monks who were still outside the palace were even more salivating, as if they had been scratched by a cat's tail.

And Yan Zhen went forward bravely all the way, breaking through the layers of prohibitions guarding the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, but was blocked by a yellow turban wrestler.

He suddenly remembered his silver-armored guard, searched the ring, and took out a silver bean.

The difference between the Yellow Turban Lux and the Golden Armor Lux is that the Yellow Turban Lux is no different from a real person in appearance, while the Golden Turban Lux is a masterpiece of real mechanical skills. The former can survive hundreds of thousands of years, while the latter wears and falls with movement, but it is also easier to preserve and carry around.

"I don't know when the Silver Armor Guards will be able to regain their former glory. Yan Zhen sighed lightly and threw the silver beans into a pile of heavenly treasures.

"I'm the guard of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Diting Palace. If you can block my three moves, you can take a copy of the heaven-level exercises from the Hidden Scripture Pavilion behind me. If you can block me with a hundred moves, you can take a book of immortal-level exercises. "The yellow turban wrestler is eight feet tall, with a white face and no beard, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, majestic, holding a pair of four-fluted gold maces, a yellow scarf around his neck, a silver rope on his arm, his eyes are blazing, his eyes are like torches, and he shouted loudly in front of Yan Zhen.

"Then let's try it! Defeat you, can you follow me?" Yan Zhen said with a hippie smile, he really likes this kind of puppet-like doorman, he can fight and resist, and it would be better if he could produce on a large scale.

"Don't be ashamed!" the Yellow Turban Lux was in the wind at his feet, and the bear's body erupted with a terrifying momentum, and he smashed it angrily.

Yan Zhen threw out the double slash of ice and fire, and a fierce wind whistled away, annihilating the yellow turban wrestler, and the red and blue two bright rays of light were like a dragon Jiaojiao, slashing towards his waist and abdomen.

"Bell!

The crisp sound of weapons clashing came, and the storm was like a tidal wave, and sparks were scattered.

Yan Zhen frowned slightly, the strength of this yellow turban wrestler was changing at any time, as if he was playing with him. He hurriedly changed his sword moves, first a "Yan peck", and then a "Yan Pounce", and sure enough, they were easily blocked by the Yellow Turban Lux.

"Yan Fei's wings slash!" Yan Zhen snorted softly, and the two swords slashed again.

The yellow turban wrestler stretched it out, like a reckless ox stepping on the sky, breaking the flying sword and facing him with heavy steps.

"Throw Yue!" I saw him insert the golden mace into the white jade floor, and with a slam lift, he lifted the foundation of dozens of acres in front of him and threw it towards Yan Zhen.

Yan Zhen's expression changed slightly, and he used the "Yan Xing Tianxia" to retreat sharply, and at the same time released the sword qi, forming a hundred zhang sword qi domain, using the domain to block the huge earth and stone blocks layer by layer.

"A line of dragons, thousands of miles of entanglement!" Yan Zhen raised his hand to the sword, and the ice and fire turned into two dragons, as if they could travel through space and go straight to the Yellow Turban Lux.

"Bell, bell, bell!"

The sound of the collision between the weapon and the golden armor continued, and in an instant, there were dozens of blows, and the yellow turban wrestler had the realm of Jindan, but he was also tired of coping, holding a double gong to block left and right, embarrassed.

"An immortal-level exercise!" Yan Zhen shouted loudly.

The Yellow Turban Lux snorted coldly, his true anger was thin, and he smashed the two flying swords apart with his golden mace, and his whole body was radiant, as dazzling as a small sun.

"What's the spirit, and it didn't hurt me!" he muttered, but he also felt that his face was dull, and his chest was ashamed, and he secretly said that the kid had some tricks, and accidentally fell into his way.

After all, Yan Zhen is only the peak of the Void Dan Realm, and his combat power is comparable to the Jindan Realm, and if he fights with all his strength, he is the peak of the Jindan, and he is not afraid at all. It's a pity that the speed of that sword move was too fast, which made him full of loopholes and ugly for a while.

"I'm going to move out of the Scripture Pavilion you are guarding today and come to fight!" Yan Zhen shook his arms, and hundreds of beauties were carved out of the flying sword void.

A beautiful woman is a formula, and hundreds are hundreds.

Countless beauties teleported towards the Yellow Turban Lux, drowning him.

"Alas, what a blessing! This is a creation that Young Master Ben gave you. Yan Zhen sighed faintly, his hands clenched weakly, and the sound of explosion was like thunder, resounding in the sky.

The storm of sword qi dissipated, revealing the angry face of the Yellow Turban Warrior, he hurriedly wiped off the nosebleed, and shouted angrily, "It's all a little trick, if you have any tricks, just use it!"