Mi Yurong hummed a little song and walked on the path left and right. The success of defeating the fire dragon made her feel good and satisfied. As for whether Dongfang Caixia would deal with this color dragon, she didn't bother to think about it. Her biggest ambition now is to set foot on the top of the mountain, brew the Five Immortal Spirit Tea, and wait for the arrival of the master and the villain.

"Hey, hey!zhanzhu!"

A hundred feet behind him, there was a shout. Then, there was a shaking of the black abyss on the left, and an old sheep-bearded old man with a dragon bell rolled out. The old man's face was gray, hunched over, and skinny. A large bulge protrudes from its back, as if it is carrying a hard turtle shell. The old man with a sheep's beard was on a dragon's head cane, knocked on the bluestone ground, and walked slowly to Mi Yurong fifty zhang away and stood still.

"Old man, did you call me?" Mi Yurong asked with a smile after narrowing her eyes a few times.

"Do you think there will be anyone else here besides the turtle?"

"What do you call me? Do you also want to collect tolls?" Mi Yurong took a step forward and reached the distance of thirty zhang from the old man with sheep's beard, that is, ten steps.

"Tolls? No, the old turtle has no quarrel with the world, what do you want to do with those things outside your body?"

"Hey, hey, old man, do you want to rob the sex?" Mi Yurong smiled, and with a touch of her small hand, the wooden sword appeared in her hand.

"Hmph! The old turtle can't stand on his feet, what kind of color are you robbing?! girl, don't think that you are beautiful, everyone in the world covets you. The old turtle didn't care about anything, only loyal to the orders of the upper peak. Shangfeng ordered me that any monk who passes through here, as long as he has an earth spirit root and does not have the qi of inheriting heaven, must be intercepted. Girl. You seem to be a monk of the three spiritual roots of wood, water and earth. With a little bit of earthy roots. That's embarrassing. Let's go down!"

Before the old man could finish speaking, the dragon-shaped cane tapped the ground. Mi Yurong's eyes flickered, the scenery changed greatly, and she suddenly found herself standing below the old man, and the old man was already standing thirty feet above her.

"Huh, old man, you have a good spell, how do you do it?"

"This is a transposition, a spell unique to the Monk of the Gods. The Art of Hidden Space. If you have a good life, girl, you can get out of this big array, and you will know if you have cultivated to the gods. The old man said lightly, as if he was pulling with Mi Yurong.

"Oops! This shapeshifting position is good, if I understand it, I can't directly have a shapeshifting position with Yan Jingyun, let him stand here with the girl, and the girl will sit directly on the top of the mountain and drink tea. Haha, wonderful. Wonderful!"

"Your idea is haode, but it's a pity that it's too naïve. Transposition is not only limited by distance. There is also a limit to space. In the early stage of the transformation of the gods, at most 100 zhang, at the end of the transformation of the gods, it is only a thousand zhang distance. One domain is replaced, and it cannot be replaced in the air. Girl, I've been talking to you so much, you can go back, right?"

The old man with a sheep's beard said with a smile, and in his eyes, the essence light quietly crossed, and a gray-brown earth spirit qi also emerged from his back. The bulging bulge suddenly spread out and became the size of a foot, like a black cloak covering the entire body, except for the head.

"Haha, old man, you're so funny. Xiaomi didn't make a move, why did you open your turtle shell?Do you think this turtle shell can resist the girl's full blow?"

"Girl, don't laugh at you. Old turtle, this 10,000-year-old Xuanlong armor, not to mention the sword in your hand, even if the fairy sword comes, it can't be broken. The old turtle is the oldest existence in this Nine Dragons Array, and the other eight-attribute evil dragons have changed one stubble after another, but the old turtle has never changed. At the beginning of the big array, the old turtle was there. It's not that the old turtle is the sharpest, but it's all based on this 10,000-year-old dragon armor, if you don't believe it, you can try it!" After the old man finished speaking, his head shrank, and his entire body disappeared, only a large black turtle shell stood in the center of the path.

"Try, let's try, try it! Old man, if the girl hacks you to death, don't go to Hades to sue me for my black state!" Mi Yurong shouted, and without hesitation, she waved the wooden sword in her hand.

On the second layer of Mu Xingjue, the Kaishan Sword Jue struck out. With a sky-splitting power, it slashed directly at the black turtle shell.

"Bang~!"

Sparks shot out, green smoke swirled, and a huge force rebounded on Mi Yurong's jade arm.

"Oops!" Mi Yurong exclaimed, and retreated more than ten steps in a row, her whole arm was numb, and the hand holding the Mu Xing Sword trembled, and the sword almost flew off.

Look at the old man with a sheep's beard, still standing on the bluestone path unmoved, sticking out his head again, looking at her with a smile. The black turtle shell was spotless, shiny as new, and in the glow of the glow, a few mysterious black proverbs faintly collapsed into the heavens and the earth.

"What's the matter, girl, you cut the old turtle with a sword, and the old turtle didn't fight back. The old man sees that you are clever and beautiful, and he can't bear to embarrass you too much, so you better go. ”

Mi Yurong frowned, pursed her small mouth, and before the old man could retract his neck, she burst out and slashed out the second sword.

"The golden dragon swallows the sky, devour!"

Before the sound fell, a golden dragon shot out, hitting the top of the head of the old man, and the old man was several feet around the space, solidifying.

"Hmph, you girl, don't eat and drink in a toast! Old turtle crutch~!" The old man snorted coldly, and at the moment when the golden dragon devoured it, he broke through the layers of imprisonment and retracted his head into the turtle shell.

The turtle shell spun up, and a black crutch stretched out from the turtle shell, and then teleported, turning into a three-zhang black dragon. The black dragon broke through the spatial confinement of the golden dragon and swooped straight at Mi Yurong's delicate body.

"Bang bang~!"

Two loud bangs rang out, followed by a wail. Mi Yurong's figure was like a kite with a broken string, flying Xiangxia, and the wooden sword also flew upside down, following her body until it fell outside the hundred steps, and then disappeared in a flash, submerging into her body.

Mi Yurong fell to the ground, the power of the covering body still did not unload, and along the path again, Xiangxia rolled down more than five hundred steps, and finally fell to the ground.

Wow a few times, she lay on the ground and vomited black blood. On the bluestone path, a large area was instantly dyed red. In the dantian, Yuan Ying also coughed up blood, and was obviously also affected by the old turtle's limp.

It wasn't until a hundred breaths had passed that Mi Yurong slowly got up and sat up, her jade face was pale and her delicate body trembled.

"This dead old man, his power is really incomparable, he can't even hurt the golden dragon swallowing the sky, and he beat the old lady half to death with a cane. No, the old lady has to take it slowly, and then go up so recklessly, it's okay to beat the old lady to death, if you break the small body, you can't give birth to a son, and after you break the heavenly family, it's over. Dead old man, you remember, sooner or later, the old lady will step on your old turtle face!"

After Mi Yurong finished humming, she stood up trembling slightly, staggered down the steps, and retreated to the forty thousand steps before sitting down cross-legged and began to close her eyes and breathe.

The old man with a sheep's beard stood on the steps, glanced at Mi Yurong leaving, shook his head slightly, sensed a few breaths, and rolled out, disappearing into the black abyss.

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Tianjiu jumped three feet high, flying up with great ease. Without Dongfang Qingqing's fetters, he refined more than a thousand drops of Water Evil Dragon Horn Rong in a row, and drank three large pots of essence blood. In less than three hours, his physical strength had changed qualitatively.

On the surface of the skin, there were originally only a few hundred water-colored dragons under the Buddha, but now the number has increased to more than 10,000. Almost densely covered the entire Dharma body, and the bones and muscles were also verdant, faintly shining with mysterious proverbs. He was very confident, at this time, even if his Dharma Body was an ordinary Heavenly Spirit Treasure, it was impossible to break it easily.

There were even a few times when he quietly burrowed into the abyss, wandered in it for a dozen or so breaths, and after feeling extremely comfortable, he returned to the path again. Then, he took out a bottle of Golden Dragon Horn Rong and essence blood, poured it into his mouth without hesitation, and quietly began to refine it.

Two hours later, he laughed, turned over his hand and wiped out a bottle of Wood Evil Dragon Horn Rong and a pot of essence blood, and drank it down. While walking, I was bored and refined.

When the first sunset floated in the sky, he had already refined a small half of the Golden Evil Dragon Horn Rong and essence blood, and refined a thousand drops of the Wood Evil Dragon Horn Rong and more than a dozen liters of the Wood Evil Dragon Essence Blood.

After refining the Golden Dragon Horn Rong, within his sea of consciousness, an unprecedented sword intent sprung up and continued to increase, until it reached the so-called second layer, before it stopped steadily. He wiped out the Heavenly Pole Treasure Knife and slashed it out with a wave of his hand. The shadow of the sword is heavy, and when the knife comes out, twenty-seven swords appear, and the power instantly increases twenty-seven times. Those knife shadows fell into the black abyss, tearing open twenty-seven gaps in the black abyss on the left and right, and only after a hundred breaths did they slowly close up.

"Haha! Sword Intent! The Second Layer of Sword Intent! Zhan Stunned, you have a hundred times the sword power, and the master also has twenty-seven times the sword power. If you say that you will cut melons and vegetables, you will be killed!"

Tianjiu shouted loudly, but it was a pity that thousands of steps away, Nan Zhantian was carrying his beauty, where could he hear his ghost horn.

What made Tianjiu feel a little depressed was that after refining so many Wood Sin Dragon Horns and Essence Blood, nothing happened, not even a single fart was released, as if he had drunk a cup of white water with a bloody smell. (To be continued......)