Chapter 2674: I beat Qiling to cry
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Famine Ancient Pagoda was surprised by the power of this imprisonment force. When he looked over to Yang Xu, he unexpectedly found that Yang Xu's expression was not the slightest.
The whole body's breath fluctuated, and there was nothing wrong with it.
Huanggu Pagoda could not help but take a breath:
"Yangxu, don't you have any reaction to this drum sound? You..." "Oh, my level is too low, and it's not within the control of others at all. The masterpiece of this drum is the Dengwen Drum. It is said that the Protoss is to avoid mortal suffering. Bullying, specifically used to suppress the protoss of the Protoss, mortals hit Deng Wengu
Not affected. In other words, this drum sound is specifically aimed at a powerful being like you..."
Yang Xu explained, making the ancient ancient pagoda a speechless:
"How do you know so clearly? Have you seen it?"
"Have seen it, we have this thing outside the ordinary hall."
Yang Xu took his face for granted, and the sound of drums in his ears kept on, but he was not affected at all.
Sometimes the state is low, it might be a good thing.
Going all the way forward, in the eyes of Yang Xu, the runes of the Supreme Respect for the Taiji of the pupil shining and rotating, easily seeing through all falsehood.
All scenes thousands of miles away can be counted in the eyes.
Violently.
His eyebrows rose slightly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"Sure enough, there are people. Found us."
"Found us? Will it attack us?"
The ancient **** tower said.
Yang Xu smiled, "Don't be nervous, that guy hasn't put us in the eyes yet. Well, there are two levels ahead. He seems to think that the two levels are enough to stop us easily."
"Huh, I'm going to see, what the **** does this master do!"
The ancient ancient pagoda is eager to try.
After restoring the 20% strength of the peak state, it is quite eager to find a target to practice.
After two minutes.
Yang Xu, who was walking in the front, stepped slightly, raised his head with a smile, and lifted his chin toward the sky ahead:
"Well, the first small level appears. It's a good magic weapon, you can show your talents to the ancient **** tower."
Yang Xuzhi respects the pupil, penetrates the void, and sees an ancient building suspended at an altitude of 100,000 meters. The appearance of the system seems to be a literary temple.
Surrounding this Confucian Temple, there are ancient scriptures, which seem to contain Dao Jingyi. They continue to compose moral articles one after another.
The barren ancient pagoda shook its body, and the barren ancient power surging around the body immediately shot.
brush.
Above the head of Yang Xu, a flash of glory, hated the goddess in a palace dress, fluttering and immortal, appeared in front of Yang Xu:
"This is a rare treasure, which is just as useful as I am. If it does, it will ruin it. How about it?"
Yang Xu looked at the Ancient God Pagoda.
There is no objection to the ancient ancient pagoda.
Hate Goddess smiled slightly, just like a fairy in the dust, her slender jade hand stretched out, dripping!
Li Heng Tian Gong appeared in her hand, among which there was a pair of assistant spirits, who cooperated with her to urge the power of Li Heng Tian Gong.
The ancient ancient pagoda looked envious:
"Look at others, a magic weapon is urged by two statue spirits. For me, even an apparatus spirit hair has not been born. It is strange to say that no matter how hard I try, I cannot condense the apparatus spirit..."
The ancient ancient pagoda grumbled.
"Don't worry, you have the spirit."
Yang Xu said casually.
"What? I have a spirit? Really fake? Yang Xu, what do you know, can you tell me?"
The ancient ancient pagoda felt that Yang Xu had something to hide from him.
"The time hasn't come yet. I'm afraid there is no benefit in knowing it. Believe me, I will tell you everything when the time is right. I waited for my memory to lift the seal, didn't I wait for many years."
Yang Xu's eyes were deep, and he seemed to be thinking about it, not knowing what happened in the past.
Seeing this, the ancient ancient pagoda can only be left for a while.
now.
At a height of 100,000 meters, the hate goddess Slender Slim Jade hand appeared in front of the magical temple of the Confucian Temple, holding Lihentian Temple.
Buzz...
Over the Confucian Temple, the image of a child suddenly appeared. It looked like six or seven years old, but was dressed as a scholar, holding a green bamboo slip in his hand, staring at the hate goddess:
"Who are you? The road ahead is blocked, and you and your master will turn around immediately at the end. Otherwise, you will be in the same direction, and Yan Yanhao, don't blame me for not reminding you."
Hate the goddess heard the words, not Emei slightly picked:
"White hair and old face, that's what I'm happy with, but you, a small literary temple, can actually give birth to the spirit of writing like you. It seems this literary temple is not ordinary."
The goddess of hate looked up and down at the Confucian Temple.
The Confucian Temple is not a child, but its cultivation is not low. Instead of being angry, it continues to teach the goddess of hatred:
"I think it's not easy for you to condense your organs and spirits. My master in front of you is conquering a tyrannical monster. You rush into it. I'm afraid it will only be dead. Don't be stubborn and go back."
He waved his hand toward the hatred goddess, like an adult.
Hate Goddess smiled:
"Don't you ever hear a word, only women and villains are difficult to support, and the near is not inferior to the blame! Your temple of literary works for me, offend!"
If you change to Yang Xu, you might be kind to this little weapon.
The goddess of hate wanted to directly annex the Confucian Temple to improve herself. Without saying anything, just hit it:
Boom!
In his hand, Lihentiangong suddenly zoomed in, covering the sky and covering the sun, like a big mountain, towards the small Confucian temple, suppressed down.
The Confucian Temple is solitary, as if it was a fallen leaf at the foot of the mountain, completely incomparable.
however.
The little Confucian Temple spirit was not in a hurry, and everyone, like everyone, took the green bamboo slips in his hand and pointed at the Lihentian Temple:
Buzz, buzz...
A loud reading sound, accompanied by dense text chapters, swept to the huge Li Tian Temple...
"Yang Xu, how long do you hate the goddess before you can win that literary temple? I think that magic weapon is not simple."
The Ancient Ancient Pagoda is bored and says casually.
Hit the void in front, hum!
A mysterious wall suddenly appeared, with an article of scripting imprinted on it. The blocking power was soft, but it couldn't break through.
This barrier is naturally arranged by the Temple of Literature.
"Oh, if I deal with this Confucian Temple, I can't bear to start, maybe it will waste some time. But hate the goddess does not have this problem."
Yang Xu's voice just fell.
call……
A gust of wind blew, and the words on the barrier in front of them suddenly dissipated.
Boom!
The barrier exploded and shattered into pieces of light directly.
Huanggu Pagoda was a little surprised, only to see the goddess of hate **** fluttering next to Yang Xu, holding a six- or seven-year-old child in his hand, dressed as a scholar and crying. Yang Xu was speechless: "You all cried and weeped, too heavy."
