"If you want to come in, you can, tell me your identity first!" Fang Shaoyuan said very dryly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Boy, Ancestor, I can see that you will say that, don't kick your nose in the face, isn't it just a low-grade innate spirit treasure, I really think Ancestor I am so rare!"

Although Han Yan said this, and simply returned to the spear, his eyes were staring at the God-Breaking Nether Sword in Fang Shaoyuan's hand.

Intentionally dancing the Broken God Netherworld Sword twice, Fang Shaoyuan smiled and sat cross-legged, ignoring this cold mantle.

There are a total of ten waves of the Ten Heavenly Tribulations, and the difficulty of each wave will increase a lot, especially from the seventh wave onwards, it will increase exponentially.

"Hey, boy, the Ten Directions Heavenly Tribulation is not claimed to be ten dead, just your ability to survive until now is good, if there is no accident, the next wave will be at most the eighth wave, you must die!"

Fang Shaoyuan glanced at Han Yan and did not squeak.

"Hey, hey, kid, I haven't seen any scenes in my ancestor, I've been through the Ten Heavenly Tribulations several times, and I'm very familiar with them. ”

Seeing that Fang Shaoyuan still ignored him, and even had a trace of disdain and disbelief in his eyes, Han Yan suddenly became anxious: "Hey, I said boy, you don't believe what the ancestor says, do you think that as the ancestor and me, you will still lie!"

"He is a person who doesn't even dare to reveal his identity, how much can he believe what he says!" Fang Shaoyuan still said with a disdainful expression.

"Okay, well, in that case, that ancestor will scare you to death by telling his true identity!" Han Yan's eyes widened, trying to make a hideous appearance, but unfortunately his petite figure was really a little funny no matter what he did.

"Okay, then you say!" Fang Shaoyuan said with a faint smile.

"Tell you, Ancestor, I am 。。。。。。 Han Yan suddenly paused, he came back to his senses all of a sudden, and said with a look of sudden realization, "Oh, I understand, you are so cunning, Ancestor, I almost fell in love with you!"

"What do you mean by this, if you don't dare to say it, don't say it, I don't have to listen to it!" Fang Shaoyuan frowned slightly, turned his face and closed his eyes slightly and said, but the God Breaking Netherworld Sword in his hand flashed coldly, which was extremely dazzling.

"What a good magic weapon embryo, it's a pity, such a good sword yuan can only accommodate such a low-grade innate spirit treasure, and it can't exert its strongest power at all. Han Yan didn't know what to think, so he let out a sigh of emotion, but his eyes never left the Broken God Nether Sword.

"What, do you have a way to exert the maximum power of the Netherworld Sword Yuan?" Fang Shaoyuan's ears moved, and he followed Han Yan's words and asked.

"Hehe, it's not that you don't want to talk to this ancestor!" said Han Yan with a grin.

Fang Shaoyuan was also a little helpless about this guy who spoke upside down, as if he was missing a string in his head, but who didn't know how true and false what this cold cocktail said, but in the face of the next few waves of heavenly tribulations, Fang Shaoyuan really had no bottom in his heart, if this cold cocktail could really increase the power of the Broken God Netherworld Sword, he might as well whisper to him, after all, compared with face, small lives are more important.

"Hey, what kind of breath, hey, why is it gone?" Before Fang Shaoyuan could speak, suddenly Han Yan seemed to feel something, and exclaimed in a lost voice.

"Hey, boy, what kind of treasure are you hiding in you, it's too strong, it's too perfect, and it seems to have the same origin as your sword!"

Han Yan jumped onto Fang Shaoyuan's shoulder in one fell swoop, and asked with a vicious expression: "Boy, this ancestor asked you, why don't you say it, where is the treasure on your body hidden, hurry up and take it out and appreciate it!"

With the same root and the same origin, hearing this, Fang Shaoyuan knew what Han Yu had sensed, but he didn't know why Xiao You did it.

However, since Xiao Yu deliberately leaked a trace of breath to this cold mantle, then there must be some idea, so Fang Shaoyuan pretended to be mysterious and said: "Yes, this God-Breaking Netherworld Sword can actually be regarded as a separation of that treasure, and its power is less than one-ten-thousandth of it." ”

"Hahaha, this ancestor knows that you still have something good to hide, in that case, don't you obediently take out the treasure!"

"I'm sorry, that treasure is not under my control, if you have the ability, you can find it yourself!" Without waiting for Han Yan to say something, Fang Shaoyuan looked up at the sky directly and said coldly, "Okay, I don't have time to accompany you to ink, there is still a deadly guy above my head!"

Seeing this, Han Yan didn't give up at all, desperately jumping up and down on Fang Shaoyuan's body, constantly harassing Fang Shaoyuan, but unfortunately, Fang Shaoyuan was like a stone man, and he was not moved at all.

With a roll of his eyes, a gleam appeared in Han Yan's eyes: "Hmph, don't think that without you Zhang Butcher will eat the pig with hair, if you don't take the initiative to take it out, this ancestor will go to find it himself!"

As he spoke, Han Yan's figure suddenly became hazy, and then suddenly a flash of inspiration appeared, and it instantly disappeared into Fang Shaoyuan's body.

Feeling as if something had entered his body, Fang Shaoyuan was slightly startled, but then he found out that it was a cold mantle, and he immediately felt a lot more relieved, there was a ghost sword in his body, and this cold mantis would not turn over any waves.

Without the noise in his ears, Fang Shaoyuan suddenly put all his mind on the next Heavenly Tribulation, he knew that the real battle had only begun now.

This time the clouds were not so simple as rolling, as if someone was stirring with a huge stick, and began to circle continuously, and gradually the whole cloud of robbery was like a whirlpool in the deep sea, slowly and heavily rotating around, revealing a huge hole in the middle, in which lightning and thunder roared, and the power was amazing.

Seeing the huge changes in the clouds, Fang Shaoyuan's heart suddenly moved, as the so-called knowing oneself and knowing that the other party can survive a hundred battles, since this is the case, it is necessary to personally step forward and take a closer look.

Let it be, the necessary preparations still have to be there, as soon as his mind moved, a black caged shirt suddenly appeared on Fang Shaoyuan's body, and a faint light appeared on it, faintly seeing the countless complex inscriptions engraved on the caged shirt.

This cage shirt was obtained by Fang Shaoyuan from a sect treasure house, it can be regarded as a fine product, its grade is not low, it is the level of the inferior acquired spirit treasure, it is called the Black Cloud Treasure Cloth, a defensive magic weapon, this is a magic weapon that Fang Shaoyuan deliberately spent a lot of effort refining to resist, just to resist the last few waves of heavenly tribulation.

Originally, he didn't plan to take it out so early, but this time he went up to visit the hole in the middle of the calamity cloud, maybe he would encounter unknown dangers, after all, the most terrifying thing in this world is the unknown, so Fang Shaoyuan used it in advance this time, just in case.