Mi Yurong hummed a little tune and walked swaying left and right on the path. She successfully defeated the Huo Nie Dragon, which made her in a good mood and full of satisfaction. As for whether Dongfang Caixia could deal with this seductive dragon, she didn't bother to elaborate.
Think about it. Her biggest ambition now is to go to the top of the mountain, brew the Five Immortals Spirit Tea, and wait for the arrival of the master and the bad guy.
"Hey! Stop!"
A hundred feet away behind him, there was a cry. Then, the black abyss on the left shook for a while, and an old man with a goat's beard crawled out. The old man's face was gray, he was hunched over, and he was skinny. There was a big bulge on his back.
The old man's bulge looked like he was carrying a hard tortoise shell. The old man with a long beard leaned on a dragon-headed crutch and knocked on the bluestone ground as he walked slowly and stood fifty feet away from Mi Yurong.
"Old man, did you call me?" Mi Yurong blinked her eyes a few times and asked with a smile.
"Do you think there is anyone else here besides Lao Turtle?"
"What do you want me to do? Do you also want to collect tolls?" Mi Yurong took a step forward and arrived thirty feet away from the old man with a goatee, which is ten steps away.
"Tolls? No, the old turtle has nothing to do with the world. What do you want with those extraneous things?"
"Hehehehe! Old man, do you want to rob me?" Mi Yurong smiled slyly, and with a touch of her hand, the wooden sword appeared in her hand.
"Humph! The old turtle can't even stand on his feet. What kind of sex are you still trying to do?! Girl, don't think you are beautiful. People all over the world covet you. The old turtle doesn't care about anything. He is only loyal to the orders from the top. The orders from the top.
I, any monk who passes through here, as long as he has earth spiritual roots and does not have the aura to bear the sky, must be cut off. Girl, you seem to be a monk with the three spiritual roots of wood, water, and earth, with a little earth spiritual root. That's embarrassing.
,Go down!”
Before the old man with a sheep's beard finished speaking, the dragon-shaped crutch tapped the ground. Mi Yurong's eyes suddenly flashed, and the scene changed drastically. She suddenly found that she was standing under the old man, and the old man was already standing thirty feet above her.
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"Huh? Old man, your spell is pretty good. How did you do it?"
"This is transposition, a unique spell of the monks who transform themselves into gods, a technique that conceals space. If you are lucky, girl, and can get out of this big formation, you will know it once you have mastered transforming into gods." The old man with a sheep's beard said lightly, as if
He was having a family affair with Mi Yurong.
"Oops! This is a good way to change places. If I understand, I can't just do a change of places with Yan Jingyun, let him stand here, and the girl will sit on the top of the mountain to drink tea. Hahaha, that's wonderful.
,wonderful!”
"Your idea is good, but it's a pity that you are too naive. There is not only a distance limit for transmutation, but also a space limit. In the early stage of becoming a god, the maximum distance is a hundred feet, and in the late stage of becoming a god, the distance is only a thousand feet. One area can be changed once, and it cannot be crossed.
Vacation replacement. Girl, I’ve talked to you so much, can you go back?"
The old man with a sheep's beard said with a smile but not a smile. In his eyes, light flashed quietly, and a gray-brown earth spirit aura emerged from his back. The raised bulge suddenly spread out and became about ten feet in size, like a
A black cloak covered his entire figure, with only his head exposed.
"Hahaha! Old man, you are so funny. Xiaomi didn't do anything, so why did you open your turtle shell? Do you think this turtle shell can withstand the girl's full blow?" Mi Yurong burst into laughter.
"Girl, don't be ridiculous. Lao Turtle, this ten thousand year black dragon armor, not to mention the sword in your hand, even if the fairy sword comes, it can't break it. Lao Turtle is the oldest being in this Nine Dragon Formation, and the other eight attributes
The surname is Nielong. It has been changed one after another, but only the old turtle has never changed. At the beginning of the formation, the old turtle is there. It is not that the old turtle is the sharpest, but it is all because of this ten thousand-year black dragon armor. If you don’t believe me,
You can try it!" After the old man with a sheep's beard said, he shrank his head and his entire figure disappeared, leaving only a big black turtle shell standing in the center of the path.
"Try? Okay! Just give it a try! Old man, if this girl chops you to death, don't go to the King of Hell to complain about me!" Mi Yurong shouted, waving the wooden stick in her hand without hesitation.
sword.
On the second level of the Mu Xing Jue, the Mountain-Opening Sword Technique suddenly struck out. With a burst of sky-splitting power, it struck directly on the black turtle shell.
"Bang~!"
Sparks shot out, green smoke curled up, and a huge force rebounded on Mi Yurong's jade arm.
"Oops!" Mi Yurong screamed in alarm, and retreated ten steps in a row. Her entire arm was numb, and the hand holding the wooden sword was trembling, and the sword almost flew off.
Looking at the old man with a sheep's beard, he was still standing on the bluestone path without moving. He stretched out his head again and looked at her with a big smile. The black turtle shell was spotless and shiny as new. In the dim light, there were a few mysterious stars.
The black proverbs faintly collapsed into the space between heaven and earth.
"What's going on, girl? You slashed the old turtle with your sword, but the old turtle didn't fight back. The old man sees you as a clever and beautiful girl, and can't bear to embarrass you too much, so you'd better leave."
Mi Yurong frowned, pouted her little mouth, and before the old man could retract his neck, he suddenly raised his sword and struck out for the second time.
"The golden dragon swallows the sky, swallows it!"
Before the sound of bite fell, a golden Chilong Biao shot out, directly hitting the head of the sheep-bearded old man, and the space of several feet around the old man was frozen.
"Hmph! You girl, if you don't eat the toast, you will be fined with wine! Old turtle!" The old man with a sheep's beard snorted coldly. At the moment when the golden dragon came to bite him, he broke through the layers of imprisonment and retracted his head into the turtle shell.
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The turtle shell flew up, and a black crutch stretched out from the turtle shell. Then it teleported and turned into a three-foot-long black dragon. The black dragon broke through the golden dragon's spatial confinement and rushed straight towards Mi Yurong's delicate body.
"Bang bang~!"
Two loud noises were heard, followed by a wail. Mi Yurong's figure was like a kite with broken strings, flying downwards, and the wooden sword also flew out, following her body until she fell to a hundred steps away.
Then it flashed away and disappeared into her body.
Mi Yurong fell to the ground, but the power that covered her body was still not removed. She rolled down more than five hundred steps along the path again, and finally fell to the ground.
After making several wah-wah sounds, she lay on the ground and vomited black blood. The bluestone path was instantly stained red. In the Dantian, Nascent Soul was also coughing up blood, obviously also affected by the impact of the old turtle.
After a hundred breaths passed, Mi Yurong slowly sat up, her face pale and her delicate body trembling.
"This damn old man's power is really unparalleled. He couldn't even hurt the golden dragon swallowing the sky. He beat me half to death with just one crutch. No, I have to slow down. If he goes up so recklessly, it would be okay to beat me to death. If
If you break your little body, you won't be able to have a son, and after you break up the Tian family, you're finished. Old man, remember, I will step on your old turtle face sooner or later!"
After Mi Yurong finished humming, she stood up tremblingly and staggered down the steps until she reached the 40,000th step. Then she sat down cross-legged and began to close her eyes and regulate her breathing.
The old man with a sheep's beard stood on the steps, glanced at Mi Yurong and left, shook his head slightly, felt a few breaths, rolled out, and disappeared into the black abyss.
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Tianjiu jumped three feet high and flew upwards very easily. Without Dongfang Qingqing's fetters, he refined more than a thousand drops of water evil dragon horn rong and drank three large pots of blood essence for three hours.
Unexpectedly, his physical strength has undergone a qualitative change.
**On the surface, there were originally only a few hundred water-colored dragons under the Buddha, but now they have increased to more than ten thousand. They are almost densely covering the entire body of the Buddha, and the bones and muscles are also green, faintly shining with mysterious mottos. He
He is very confident that at this time, even ordinary heaven-reaching spiritual treasures cannot easily break through his magical body.
There were even a few times when he quietly slipped into the black abyss and wandered there for more than ten breaths. After feeling extremely comfortable, he returned to the path again. Then, he took out a bottle of Golden Evil Dragon Horn Rong and Essence Blood
, poured it into the mouth without hesitation, and quietly began to refine it.
Two hours later, he gave a sly laugh, turned over his hand and wiped out a bottle of Mu Ni Longjiao Rong and a pot of blood essence, and drank it. While walking, he refined it out of boredom.
When the first sunset glow floated over the sky, he had already refined less than half of the Golden Nie Dragon Horn Rong and its blood essence, and refined a thousand drops of Mu Nie Long Jiao Rong and ten liters of Mu Nie Dragon Jiao Rong essence and blood.
After refining the Golden Evil Dragon Horn Rong, an unprecedented sword intent emerged in his sea of consciousness, and continued to increase, until it reached the so-called second level, and then stopped steadily. He wiped out the Tianji Treasure Sword
, waved his hand and slashed out. The sword shadows were heavy. With one sword strike, twenty-seven swords appeared, and the power was instantly increased twenty-seven times. Those sword shadows fell into the black abyss, tearing open twenty-seven hundred-foot gaps in the black abyss on the left and right.
After a hundred breaths, it slowly healed.
"Haha! Sword Intent! The second level of Sword Intent! Zhan Lunzi, you have a hundred times the power of the sword, and I have twenty-seven times the power of the sword. If you keep talking about cutting melons and vegetables, I will kill you!"
Tianjiu scratched his head and screamed, but unfortunately, thousands of steps away, Nan Zhantian was carrying his beauty on his back, so his ghostly whistle could not be heard.
What makes Tianjiu feel a little depressed is that after refining so much Mu Ni Longjiao Rong and essence and blood, nothing happened. He didn't even fart. It was as if he drank a mouthful of white water with the smell of blood. (