After the blind old man said this, he suddenly looked into the distance, and stopped talking.

"What do you want?" Dugu He Lan was bound by the golden chains and collapsed to the ground.

"Hey, I almost forgot about you if you didn't speak. Zhuge Buliang smiled evilly, revealing a row of neat teeth.

The blind old man glanced at Dugu He Lan and said, "Boy, don't do everything too much, I'll leave first, old man." This prohibition is enough to last ten hours, and no one can show you up for ten hours. ”

"Old man, I have something to ask you. Zhuge Buliang saw that the blind old man was leaving, and hurriedly said.

"It's so salty and light, let's talk about it later. The blind old man said, put away the pile of treasures in front of him, swiped into the sky, came to mid-air, suddenly let out a long whistle, and then flew towards the sky.

Then, Zhuge Buliang saw countless streamers flying in the direction where the blind old man left.

Zhuge Buliang was grateful in his heart, and the blind old man helped him to lure the enemy away before leaving, perhaps to repay himself for harvesting so many treasures for him. This is a master of the world, a figure that makes the masters of the god transformation period jealous, where he is, even the god has to stop.

This may be a figure of the same level as the Fallen Heaven, or a legendary master of the Void Period. Zhuge Buliang thought so in his heart. Kyushu is now surging and strong people are coming out, and maybe it will really usher in a troubled era. Zhuge Buliang faintly felt that the next Kyushu would be even more unpeaceful.

Even the appearance of a character like a blind old man is not a harbinger of troubled times. Now that the masters of Kyushu have doubled, maybe the cave void period is not just a legend, and even the "immortals" exist.

The more Zhuge Buliang thought about it, the more dignified his heart became, and what made him jealous was the genius of Tianchi, Bai Yu. If he really succeeds in entering the stage of incarnation, I am afraid that he will become the first person of the young generation in Kyushu.

"Stinky boy, hurry up and let the old man go, otherwise when the old man recovers his strength, he will definitely break your body into pieces. Dugu He Lan shouted with a white face.

Zhuge Buliang laughed and said, "Old boy, you have fallen into my hands, and you dare to speak out, I want to see how you broke my body into ten thousand pieces." ”

"Little bastard, why do you want to target the old man? What grievances does the old man have with you?" Dugu He Lan was not a fool, he clearly felt the killing intent in Zhuge Buliang's eyes.

Zhuge Buliang smiled and said, "Dugu old boy, do you remember me?"

"Who are you?" Dugu He Lan's heart twitched fiercely, and a bad premonition arose.

Now that Dugu He Lanxiu was imprisoned, and he was bound by golden chains, he didn't have the slightest scruples, and the muscles on his face twisted and changed back to his original appearance.

"Do you still recognize me?" Zhuge Buliang sneered.

"Ahh

Dugu He Lan really couldn't believe that he personally forced Zhuge Buliang into the Jedi of Kunlun Immortal Realm, and there was no hope of survival. But now, Zhuge Buliang was standing in front of him alive, which shocked Dugu He Lan.

"Hehe, I've died once, I've gone to hell, but they won't take me. The corners of Zhuge Buliang's mouth showed an evil smile, walked in front of Dugu He Lan, and stepped on his leg.

With his current strength, coupled with the fact that Dugu He Lan has no True Yuan Protection, with a crisp sound of "click", Dugu He Lan's miserable cry sounded, and his bones were completely deformed.

"You boy!!" Dugu He Lan roared up to the sky.

"Don't waste your time, no one can get here. Zhuge Buliang said coldly.

"You dare to do this to the old man, the old man will definitely crush your bones and scatter ashes!" Dugu He Lan is a generation of god masters, but now he is trampled under the feet of a junior, and he only feels extremely humiliated.

"Smack!"

Zhuge Buliang slapped it out and slapped it on Dugu He Lan's face. Dugu He Lan was unkempt, and rolled out dozens of meters away from the ground.

"Smack!"

Zhuge Buliang followed, and stepped heavily on Dugu He Lan's other leg, and the bones in Dugu He Lan's leg were all shattered.

"Ah!!" Dugu He Lan's facial features were extremely distorted, if it weren't for the ban set by the blind old man here, this roar would definitely alarm the ten directions.

"What do you want?" Dugu He Lan's face was bloodless, his hair was unkempt, and he still had a trace of a master's demeanor.

"Hand over what belongs to me. Zhuge Buliang said coldly, and stepped on Dugu He Lan's chest.

Stepping on the master of the god stage, Zhuge Buliang felt extremely happy in his heart.

Dugu He Lan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said: "The old man is now sealed Zhenyuan, and he can't take out what you want." ”

A master of the Transformation Stage like Dugu He Lan generally does not use small objects such as Qiankun bags to store things. They can carve out their own private space. However, this kind of private space must have a slight connection with the true element in the body, that is to say, in the absence of the true element in the body, it is impossible to open one's own private space at all.

Zhuge Buliang frowned, thinking about it, he slapped Dugu He Lan's body, but there was no response. The blind old man's methods are unfathomable, and the seal he set is not something that ordinary people can unlock.

Zhuge Buliang didn't dare to act too rashly, in case he accidentally unraveled all of Dugu Helan's cultivation, then he really had no place to cry.

After continuous research, Zhuge Buliang finally found a trick and pointed twice on the two big points on Zhuge Buliang's chest. Unlocked a heavy prohibition on Dugu He Lan's body, allowing him to temporarily wield one-tenth of his true yuan.

"You'd better not move your crooked eyes, otherwise" Zhuge Buliang's eyes flashed with cold light, and his dead pupils turned weirdly.

The corners of Dugu Helan's mouth twitched slightly, and he raised his hand to swipe and cut open a spatial crack.

"Beware, this old thing is cunning. The monkey reminded on the side, holding the golden stick in his hand, and looked at Dugu He Lan vigilantly.

Zhuge nodded his head, and his divine sense penetrated into the spatial crack. A dazzling brilliance in the eyes. Zhuge Buliang was taken aback in his heart, but he didn't expect that there were really a lot of good things on this old thing. This private space is as wide as a large hall, with purple high-grade spirit stones paving the ground, and all kinds of colorful magic weapons floating around.

Zhuge Buliang's divine sense swept away, and he saw the "bricks" suspended in the center. The "bricks" of the Nine Dark Iron Sacrifice were originally from Zhuge Buliang's hands, even if they were imprinted with Dugu He Lan's divine sense, they still felt something.

The "bricks" flew up and leaned towards Zhuge Buliang.

But at this moment, a golden light flashed out, and a spear with golden light flashing all over its body flew out, and the spear was full of golden light, and it wanted to tear Zhuge Buliang's divine sense.

"Hmph, I've known for a long time that you old boy doesn't have any good intentions. Zhuge Buliang shouted angrily, and his consciousness quickly left the private space.

The golden spear also flew out, like a dragon going out to sea, heading straight for Zhuge Buliang's eyebrows.

"Sonorous!"

Zhuge Buliang's palm was shining with purple light, and he grabbed the golden spear in his hand.

At the same time, Zhuge Helan quickly rose into the sky, wanting to escape from this forbidden area.

But he seemed to have forgotten that he still had the golden chains bound to him. "Bang la" The sound of the iron chain sounded, Zhuge Buliang grabbed one end of the chain and shook it fiercely.

Dugu He Lan, who had just escaped, was suddenly thrown back, and fell heavily to the ground, splashing his face with a dusty face.

Zhuge Buliang threw up the golden chain, and Dugu He Lan was wrapped around the other end of the chain, and Zhuge Buliang was moved as a meteor hammer. knocked over a few rocks, Dugu He Lan was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, and he was a master of the god stage, but he was played with by a junior like a cat and a mouse.

Dugu He Lan's face was covered with blood, and many bones on his body were broken, but fortunately, Zhuge Buliang unlocked a layer of his true yuan, allowing him to protect all vital parts of his body.

Zhuge Buliang pulled the chain, and Dugu He Lan flew towards him. Zhuge Buliang sneered, and the golden spear in his other hand stood up, pointing directly at Dugu He Lan.

"Ahh

"Poof!"

Blood splashed, Dugu He Lan was pierced through the chest by his own golden spear, but he didn't die immediately, his face was painful, his facial features were distorted, and blood flowed everywhere.

At this moment, he has only recovered one layer of true yuan, and he can't compete with Zhuge Buliang's arrogance**.

"Poof!"

Dugu He Lan spurted out a mouthful of blood, glaring at Zhuge Buliang with a murderous gaze, eager to break his body into thousands of pieces.

"Oh, you still dare to stare!" Zhuge Buliang raised his eyebrows, and the spear in his hand was thrown, and the spear flew out dozens of feet away with Dugu He Lan's body and nailed to the mountain wall.

"Poof!" Dugu He Lan spurted out a mouthful of blood again, his heart was depressed to the extreme, and his face was as pale as paper.

Zhuge Buliang closed his eyes and sensed the "bricks". The "bricks" were sacrificed by his own hands, and there is a trace of connection with him. Under Zhuge Buliang's induction, the bricks flew out of Dugu He Lan's private space.

Zhuge Buliang held the bricks in one hand, and a feeling of blood connection arose. As long as the bricks are in hand, Zhuge Buliang will have infinite domineering in his heart. The bricks buzzed and whispered, as if excited, and a golden dragon shadow flew out of the bricks and wrapped around Zhuge Buliang's arm.

Ten years have passed, and the bricks are back in his hands, Zhuge Buliang can't help but wipe them gently, erasing the divine sense imprint of Dugu He Lan on the bricks.

"What should I do with this old boy?" the monkey asked Zhuge Buliang, looking at Dugu He Lan, who was nailed to the mountain wall and bleeding blood.