"Turtle Immortal?" Ji Fei sneered.

It is estimated that he was furious by the strange look on Ji Fei's face, and the old turtle spit out the toothpick in his mouth, and said hatefully: "That's right, the old man is immortal, not an immortal, what do you say is that?"

The old turtle craned his neck and retorted.

Ji Fei sneered, his consciousness moved, and he looked at it carefully, and realized something in his heart.

"Hmph, you said that you are a turtle immortal, why don't you have the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on your body, so to speak, you are not a monk at all!"

Ji Fei's eyes were sharp, glaring at the old turtle.

The old turtle was immediately furious, glared at the beads in his little eyes, and roared: "The old man is the turtle immortal—"

This roar made the sky fall apart and make people's hearts palpitate.

Syllable!

A wine glass on the table shattered, and all the wine spilled.

"Ahh

When the three of them saw this, they were all dumbfounded.

This turtle is truly superb.

......

Hush... The old turtle drank a cup of tea, walked upright on the table with his hands behind his back, and looked at the damaged turtle shell that was a few points bigger than him at his feet.

He was silent, stretching out his turtle claws and pointing, but he was pinching something.

"Old turtle, could it be that you can pinch and calculate, and know the art of metaphysics?" Ji Fei sneered.

The old turtle was furious, and the turtle paw pointed at Ji Fei and said, "I'm sorry, please call the old man the turtle immortal!"

"Haode, old turtle. ”

The old turtle was also speechless, so he had to acquiesce to the word "old turtle", which damaged his image.

"According to the old man, the preciousness of this damaged turtle shell is not a magic weapon for battle, but a divination tool!"

The old turtle Zhenzhen has words, and said.

"Old turtle, can you be sure?" Ji Fei didn't believe it, he had already seen the power of this damaged turtle shell, and it was extremely terrifying.

"This turtle is a turtle immortal, don't you have this vision?" said the turtle immortal disdainfully, and drank a sip of fragrant tea with his hands behind his back.

Then he said solemnly: "The old man can be sure that this is a fortune-telling tool!"

"However, this immortal feels that this divination device seems to be missing something!"

Ji Fei gave him a roll of his eyes, "This clear-eyed person can see that this is not a damaged turtle shell!"

"Turtle shell?" the old ghost carried his hands behind his back, looking like a peerless master.

"It's really shallow and stupid!"

This old turtle has lived for 10,000 years, this is no problem, although it is small, but the knowledge must be extremely terrifying.

"According to the seniors, this turtle shell is ......"

The old ghost snorted coldly and shouted, "Holy Shell!"

Then, as if he was afraid that Ji Fei would not understand, he added: "The Sacred Turtle Shell, referred to as the Holy Shell!"

When Ji Fei heard this, the expression on his face immediately became numb, but the muscles on the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times.

If this old turtle is a little bigger, then Ji Fei will not hesitate to stew this turtle into a big tonic soup!

At this time, the old turtle stepped on the holy shell, pinching his fingers with both hands, as if he was evolving something.

"No, it seems that a formation pattern is missing!" the old ghost thought.

"Formation pattern?" Ji Fei's expression moved, this turtle shell, oh no, it is a holy shell, how can it be involved with the formation again?

"Stupid and ignorant!" the old ghost reprimanded, "The old man can tell you clearly that this holy shell is definitely a rare treasure in the world!"

He snorted, "However, who else can see it except the old man, an immortal......

Whew-The old turtle exhaled a sigh of relief, he fiddled with the non-existent hair of the sake in the cup, "This immortal is really handsome!" Ji Fei thundered.

"That's right, there's definitely something missing......"

Ji Fei's expression moved, and he suddenly thought of the gossip ancient map, and then his hand shook, and a gossip ancient map appeared.

The old turtle's expression moved, and he exclaimed, "That's right, it's it!"

Hum - the gossip diagram was spread on the table, a piece of damaged turtle shell dripping on it, and the old turtle lay on Ji Fei's shoulder, looking at the hexagram on the table.

"These two have the magical ability to penetrate the sky, and what is even more terrifying is that this holy shell should have been the eye of a formation before! and that gossip ancient map should be a formation pattern!" the old turtle pinched his fingers.

"Wait, let the old man do the math!"

The old turtle kept pinching his fingers and evolving, like a big magic stick!

"Well, these two magic weapons should have been an extremely terrifying array before, and then they were refined into divination tools by a handsome and dashing and graceful Junjie power!"

The old turtle's words are burning!

I have to say that the old turtle's divination is so detailed, Ji Fei's heart is a little shocked.

"Senior, do you really know how to do metaphysics?"

The old turtle said proudly: "This is nature!"

"But why are you so confident in your own occult skills?

Boom!

The old turtle slammed a punch into Ji Fei's ear.

"Stupid, ignorant!" the old turtle coughed, and said inscrutablely, "This is extremely simple!"

"Because, it was this immortal who refined that great array into a divination tool!"

“...”

Ji Fei's face was numb again, but there was an urge in his heart to beat the turtle violently and then boil it into soup.

"Huh, it's not good! Why do you have a big evil omen on your body, this immortal looks at your face black, but the yellow holy light on the back of your head goes straight to the sky, it's weird!"

The old turtle frowned and puzzled, "It's obviously a sign of great evil, why is there an auspicious aura?"

"Yes, there is nothing wrong with thinking about it!" said the old turtle to himself.

Ji Fei was confused when he heard it, "Senior, will there be a bloody disaster on the lower body?"

"yes!"

"What about you, senior?"

"This old man is confident, he will be safe and sound, and there will be absolutely no bloody disaster!Ahhh

Ji Fei held a dagger in his hand and began to warp the shell of this turtle, this turtle was really out of tune.

Soon after, there was a wail from the tavern.

...

"Wang Ba Da Wang Fist!" With a bang, the old turtle punched out, knocking Ji Fei's figure away.

"Hmph, if this immortal doesn't make a move, are you a sick turtle when you are an old man?" The old turtle was content and took a sip of wine.

Ji Fei staggered to his feet, and his face was swollen.

"Do you know the horror of the old man?" said the old turtle with a smile.

The muscles on Ji Fei's face moved slightly, and with a flash of inspiration, the lump disappeared on its own.

He snorted coldly: "One day, I will also make soup for your 10,000-year-old turtle!"

The old turtle smiled, pointing to the damaged holy shell that had fallen on the table, and his face showed a solemn look.

"Judging from the trajectory of the Holy Shell, you do have signs of a catastrophe, but the yin and yang are unpredictable, and it is difficult for the old man to deduce the full lineup of this hexagram!" said the old turtle with a solemn face.

Ji Fei frowned, "Senior, is this serious?"

The old turtle said with his hand: "The gossip is extremely mysterious, containing yin and yang, water and fire, cold and warm...... According to this derivation, we can definitely get a glimpse of the heavens, but it must be the people of great creation who can have this opportunity!"

The old turtle thought for a while, and then said: "Everything in the world has its own trajectory, and the art of metaphysics is to deduce this trajectory, which can be described as extremely against the sky, and it is to be punished by heaven." ”

After that, the old turtle made a hexagram for Ji Feibu again, and looked at the holy shell for a long time, and the old turtle was speechless.

Then he said, "At the beginning of chaos, the sun is too yin and the sun to restrain each other, and dominate all things!"

Ji Fei was confused and wanted to ask more carefully, but the old turtle, the big god stick, was reluctant to say anything, saying that he was afraid of being punished by God!

"Old turtle, what do you see?" asked Ji Fei.

The old turtle smiled faintly, "It's nothing, it's just chaos, and it can't be deduced at all." ”

Under the careful reminder of the old turtle, Ji Fei put away the two magic weapons properly, and the old turtle said that one day he would let him see the power of this great array!

Hiccup - The turtle fairy was drunk again, looking at the breasts of the two beauties, the turtle body was soft, and he fell into the wine glass.

This move amused Lingxuan and Sai Xian'er's two daughters, hahadaxiao.

At this moment, Ji Fei's expression moved, and the old turtle swimming in the wine jar jumped up, and the beads of his eyes burst out with a hint of fear and coldness.

With a snort, the turtle immortal was like a green man, directly strung into Ji Fei's hair.

"What a terrifying qi machine! It's like an ancient demon has awakened!"

The old turtle's body trembled.

Lingxuan's two daughters also changed color, their bodies moved, and they followed Ji Fei and flew out.

At this time, at the head of the sky in the distance, a terrifying aura evaporated, and looking at its direction, it was the direction where the ghost abyss was.

This kind of breath immediately changed the color of Lingjifei.

"Could it be that the vine demon has broken the ban?" Ji Fei muttered, and an ominous premonition appeared in his heart.

If the vine demon body is out of trouble, then, it's over, I'm afraid the entire shijie won't be able to stop the killing of this demon!

Especially the terrifying Shura Demon Vine......

According to the legend of ancient times, the Shura Demon Vine devoured the vitality of countless shijie, which was really terrifying.

In the land of the Ghost Abyss, a terrifying aura was actually felt by the monks of Sword Casting City 100,000 miles away.

At this time, in the Sword Forging City, countless monks felt that breath, and they all rushed forward, looking at the void in the distance with an uneasy expression.

The void in the distance, in an instant, was bloody, staining half of the sky red.

It's not evening, it's not sunset, but the void is like blood, rendering the whole sky.

That's blood!

The color of everyone changed, and they could clearly feel that there was endless killing intent in that half of the void.

In a deep valley, on the top of the blood-stained mountain, a majestic figure broke out, this person was the ghost Shura, and at this time he looked at the direction of the ghost abyss with a shocked look.

"Why does this feeling make me tremble involuntarily!"