Chapter 221: Xuangui Yize (middle)

Yang Jian really caught Qiong Xiao off guard with such a dangerous move.
No matter how vigilant Qiong Xiao was, Yang Jian couldn't prevent Yang Jian from suddenly rushing towards Xuangui's phantom; and Xuangui was also decisive, opening his palace-sized mouth and swallowing Yang Jian directly.
Qiong Xiao's eyes widened at the time.
died?
Why is this guy dead! ?
This can be! How can this be good? He finally reunited with his mother... It's okay to come out and run around! Don't follow your mother's side to act filial piety!
Qiong Xiao's thoughts were complicated for a time, all kinds of thoughts came up, and finally he patted his forehead helplessly, and flew towards Xuangui.
She is not worried about the disputes between interpretation and education, nor is she afraid of the unfathomable strength of Yuding real person; she simply feels that it is not easy for Yang Jian and his mother to get together, and she was moved by the little one, not wanting Yang Jian and Yao Ji is separated from heaven and man.
"Old tortoise! ​​Dead and still lingering!"
With a sigh, the Jin Jiao scissors in Qiong Xiao's hand attacked the mysterious tortoise's phantom, trying to see if he could pull Yang Jian out of the remnant soul.
Seeing this mysterious shadow of the tortoise, the width is unknown, and the thickness is over a hundred meters thick. After rushing out of the formation of protecting the island, he swallowed Yang Jian directly, and then hit Qiongxiao.
Qiong Xiao raised the golden dragons to rush towards the shadow of the mysterious tortoise. The unprofitable golden dragons showed their power, drawn out two golden dragons and twisted them towards the shadow of the mysterious tortoise.
There was no joy or anger in Xuangui Xuying's blank eyes, and a lot of divine light appeared in his mouth, but it was pressed down by the golden dragon.
After all, the shadow of the mysterious tortoise is only a little bit of the power of the primordial spirit. The true body has long been reborn and reincarnated. How can he fight fiercely with Qiongxiao who holds the golden dragon?
The dragon roared, Xuangui Xuying trembled, and then fell downward.
Qiong Xiao grasped the handle of the Jin Jiao scissors and looked forward. He did not see Yang Jian, nor did he feel Yang Jian's breath. The phantom of the mysterious turtle swims with a huge body, towards the island in the miasma lake.
Xiu's eyebrows frowned slightly, Qiong Xiao stomped his feet, and chased Xuangui Void.
If her elder sister or younger sister were here, it would definitely prevent Qiong Xiao's headless fly-like'rescue'; although she was out of good intentions, she almost broke Yang Jian's good deeds.
Think with your toes, why does this mysterious turtle phantom take the initiative to rush out of the island protection formation? The strangeness is obvious.
"You stop me!"
Qiong Xiao yelled angrily, and directly threw the dragon cable out.
Both the dragon-binding cable and the golden Jiao scissors are well-known treasures, the latter is extremely sharp, and the former is infinite.
At this time, Qiong Xiao set up the dragon-binding rope, and the string turned into a huge golden net in a blink of an eye, and fished toward the mysterious turtle.
The shadow of the mysterious tortoise is already huge, but the golden net is three points bigger than the shadow of the tortoise!
Moo
A low voice like a cow screaming rang through Xuangui's body, and the golden net made by the dragon rope suddenly stagnated, and the island was shining brightly.
Upon seeing this, Qiong Xiao displayed his supernatural powers to urge the Dragonsot, but it was already half a step too late.
The light wall formed by the large formation of protecting the island spreads outwards, and the huge body of the mysterious tortoise phantom plummets downward; the moment before the dragon rope catches the mysterious tortoise phantom, the mysterious tortoise slams into the big In the formation, the light wall of the big formation will also directly stop the dragon rope!
"hateful!"
Seeing Xuangui phantom fleeing into the big formation easily, Qiong Xiao was also out of anger, but he also knew how powerful the island guarding formation was, and recalled the Golden Dragon Scissor and Dragon Tie, standing there thinking about countermeasures.
"Is that guy stupid? Seeing this big tortoise open his mouth, he didn't even know how to run, so he greeted him!"
Qiong Xiao cursed a few words and thought about it. Anyway, it was fine for him to be free, and this time I came here, and my strength has increased a bit more than the last time I came here. Maybe I can use the golden Jiao scissors to blast away the big island. Array.
Doing whatever he thinks of is Qiong Xiao's fine character.
She dashed down, pinpointing the area where the light wall of the large array was slightly weak, and directly used the big mana power to dissipate the condensed miasma around her as a violent wind, and began to bombard the large array indiscriminately.
Yang Jian lives and lives, she doesn't really care too much, just because she doesn't want to see Yang Jian and Yao Ji separated from mother and child again, it's all about the experience of pity Yao Ji.
She admires Yang Jian a little bit, but she doesn't think there is too much extraordinary.
Xuangui Xuying's belly.
Yang Jian wasn't actually swallowed; when Xuan Gui opened his big mouth, he saw a little light, found the light door with a faint light, and rushed in directly.
That light gate, in fact, happened to be near Xuangui's "voice".
Yang Jian rushed into it with the'Xuanyuan Yin', placed in a glazed corridor, and before he could think about it, a thrust appeared behind him, pushing him forward.
He didn't resist, because he didn't feel any hostility or killing intent. On the contrary, there was a kind of urgency and eagerness in the profound arts, as if he was longing for something.
With a sigh of relief in the bottom of my heart, being able to escape Qiong Xiao's'devil's claws' by this is also a killer two birds with one stone.
Walking a thousand feet forward, Yang Jian arrived in front of a hall. The Baoyin in his hand trembled slightly and made a few dragon chants; however, two dry coughs and slight footsteps came from the hall.
Yang Jian stared at the gate of the palace. Among the two huge stone pillars, there was a thin and rickety figure, walking out tremblingly with a cane.
This is an old man who has passed away, too old to see how old he is. The snow-white eyebrows and beard are hanging downwards, and the old eyes that are deeply sunken do not fluctuate much.
"Holding this seal, but the treasure collector sent by later generations?"
The old man said tremblingly, his voice hoarse and dry.
Yang Jian hurriedly handed over and said: "Junior Yang Jian, Senior Xuanyuan is favored and promised the treasure of this place."
"Oh," the old man replied feebly, as if he was thinking about something, as if he was standing there asleep again.
Yang Jian didn't say anything, but just stood there and waited quietly.
After the tea time, the old man seemed to wake up suddenly and said: "He, did he tell you the conditions?"
"Yes," Yang Jian nodded and agreed.
"What is it?"
Yang Jian hesitated, looking at the old man, slightly embarrassed.
He and Xuanyuan Huangdi's agreement, of course, could not be casually told to others; but the old man made it clear that it was the remnant of the mysterious tortoise spirit, but the part of the mysterious tortoise spirit who didn't want to reincarnate, and Xuanyuan Huangdi was originally the same person.
After hesitating a little, Yang Jian replied: "I counted the enemies of the seniors back then. After my profound skills are achieved, I will go to find a battle."
The old man looked at Yang Jian and asked, "You, can you figure it out clearly? He can choose you, he should have taken a fancy to your talent and luck. He will have the ability to fight my opponent in the future. The things here, although they can help You practice profound arts, but for you, it is not indispensable."
Why does this mysterious tortoise remnant persuade himself not to avenge them?
Yang Jian thought a little, didn't say anything, just kept smiling at the old man.
The old man said for a while before slowly stopping his words, all he was trying to persuade Yang Jian to think carefully, not because of the greed and eagerness in his youth, he would forge great cause and effect in vain, and he would be in danger of repayment in the future.
Yang Jian just listened carefully, without showing any disapproval.
Fighting against the demon master Kunpeng is not something anyone can do.
The old man paused slowly, seeing that Yang Jian was determined, shook his head, and said: "In that case, you come in with me. With his breath left on you, and the dragon seal in your hand, everything here , You can pick it up."
"Thank you, senior," Yang Jian bowed to the old man and walked towards the hall.
Looking at the surrounding environment, Yang Jian did not rush or slow, ready to respond to changes at any time.
Walking all the way to the place where the old man was standing, Yang Jian didn't notice any danger. He looked at the hall and couldn't look away.
The pool, the bookshelf, the pill furnace, the big formation plate...
The stone hall in this mysterious turtle shadow is the mysterious turtle's remains that countless monks are looking for after breaking their heads.
But even Qiong Xiao felt that this mysterious tortoise phantom was just a ‘sacred beast’ guarding the island of the lake, and he never thought that the real mysterious tortoise would be here.
Yang Jian did not rush to ~EbookFREE.me~ but asked the old man instead.
"The miasma in Luzhou in Beiju, I wonder if there is a way to resolve it."
"Yes, the saint can do it," the old man said briefly, and then led Yang Jian to the bookshelf.
Yang Jian said: "Please tell me the things here in detail. If it is useless to me, I will not take it."
"Take all, whatever you can, take all." The old man sighed softly, "Since you have entered this place, this place will fall apart in a while. The true spirit of the mysterious turtle has long been reborn, and I'm just that strand. The unquenchable obsession."
Obsession.
Yang Jian wanted to ask what the old man was obsessed with; he faintly felt that it was not out of hatred for the demon master Kunpeng.
But Yang Jian didn't ask, just according to the old man's instructions, to fetch a few treasures on the bookshelf.
The first one is a belt with three spiritual stones...
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