Ye Lingyue, just a glimpse of this aircraft, did not know its power.
This small golden sword is only the size of a gold hairpin, with long and short fingers, and the word "Jin Xuanjian" is marked on the hilt. Its double-edged blade is like a cicada wing, and it is extremely sharp.
Don't look at this small golden sword is small in size, but it is a Xuan-order weapon, the power is not trivial.
Nangong Qinglin is the daughter of General Jinjian, and his father General Jinjian's golden sword tactics are well-known in the Daxia army.
This Golden Sword was used by General Jin Jian to save his daughter's life. It contained part of the power of Dayuan Dan, which was part of General Jin Jian. If it burst out, it would be enough for the warriors below Dan Realm to die immediately.
Nangong Qinglin does not think that this is only Sanding Xiuwei, a newcomer female alchemist who has just arrived from the country in the summer capital under the Jin Xuanjian, has any chance of surviving.
Seeing Nangong Qinglin in order to kill the newcomer female alchemist, even the family-owned Jin Xuanjian was used. The earlier insulting female alchemists all changed their faces.
"Qing Lin, forget it, it will kill people." Seeing a female alchemist, she was afraid to make things uncontrollable and persuaded her.
They played and returned to play earlier, but they only injured and crippled people, and spent a little money to understand in private. If they kill their lives, the Wanfangshi Association will know that even their families will be To be implicated.
"I'm not afraid of anything, it's not a country boy, a cheap life, can be worth a few dollars, General Jinjian can afford it." Nangong Qinglin snorted coldly, and Jin Xuanjian in his hand made a buzzing sound, breaking through the air. Out, pulled out a golden sword mark.
Ye Lingyue only heard a whistling sound behind her, and a layer of chill climbed on the backbone of her spine. A sense of crisis emerged.
Looking back, a flashing golden sword roared.
Ye Lingyue's eyes were sharp, and this Nangong Qinglin was actually going to be a killer. In this case, why did she endure again and again, Ye Lingyue's sleeves flicked, and she was about to throw out the hidden clothes Siamese ghost smoke in the sleeve.
Just as Ye Lingyue was about to use ghost smoke, a sound came from behind his ear.
Ye Lingyue looked back, and at this look, her eyelids jumped.
Just a few inches away in front, a triangular head came out.
The triangular head is shaped like a python, but when looked closely, it is a horned horn, which is nearly five meters long.
It is covered with hard brown scales, each of these scales is half-moon-shaped, densely grown together, even the sword is difficult to penetrate, on the top of the horn of the horn, the tip of the spike-like barb protrudes.
At this moment, Ye Lingyue had climbed between the 13th and 14th floors of the Fangshi Tower. This horned worm was obviously crawled out of one of the two floors. The Alchemist Tower was firmly trapped.
In its pupils, there is a spirit like a human being, a green pupil with a biting cold, staring at the broken golden sword and gecko-shaped Ye Lingyue.
"Where did the flies dare to make a noise on the old man's site." The horned Jiaokou uttered, making Ye Lingyue's ears buzz.
Is it a god beast that can speak eloquently?
Ye Lingyue stunned, motionless.
Obviously, this horned jiao was alarmed by Ye Lingyue and Nangong Qinglin and others.
The long tail of the Jiao Jiao swept across, Ye Lingyue's body was rolled up, and then the golden sword swallowed from it swam to a window on the 14th floor.
Seeing that horned jelly appeared like a whirlwind, and suddenly disappeared, under the Alchemist Tower, Nangong Qinglin and a group of female alchemists were scared.
"It's the fourteenth floor ... It's finished, I almost forgot, that's the site of Master Longyu." Jin Xuanjian of Nangong Qinglin was swallowed, and it hurt a lot.
It has long been heard that under the master of the Dragon Language, there is a horned jiao, whose strength is comparable to that of the peak spirit of the sixth or seventh order.
Master Longyu is one of the few alchemists of the highest rank in the Xiadu Alchemist Tower. He is a famous alchemist, but this person has a strange temperament and moodiness. If someone rushes into his territory, even if it is The president of the Alchemist Tower will come forward, and the Master of Dragon Language will not give face.
"Qing Lin, I think it's okay. The female alchemist from the country was arrested by the master Long Yu. Even if it doesn't die, it won't be much better in the end. I have heard that the master Long Yu is closing the door alchemy , Who disturbed his alchemy, there is nothing to eat. "Several female alchemists appease Nangong Qinglin.
"Huh, next time, let me meet you again, it's when you die." Nangong Qinglin gave a vicious bite. She stayed in the square for so long, and hadn't eaten such a loss.
Nangong Qinglin couldn't swallow the bad breath for losing a pair of winged wolf and Jin Xuanjian for a cheap newcomer.
Nangong Qinglin then went to the Alchemist Pagoda with several female alchemists to complete their practice today.
Ye Lingyue was entangled by the horn jiao of unknown origin, and his whole body was like being bound by an iron lock.
Seeing that he was drawn into the fourteenth floor of the Alchemist Tower by Triangular Jiao, Ye Lingyue only felt dark.
The light in the fourteenth floor alchemist tower was very dark, and it took her a while to gradually adjust to the light.
This floor is very dim, and there is only one hole in the whole floor, which is the place where Ye Lingyue was swept in by the Jiao Jiao.
Inside, a dark oil lamp was lit, and the oil in the oil lamp was almost dry.
There was dust all around. It was clear that no one had cleaned it for a long time, and Ye Lingyue could not even feel the breath of people.
After that Jiao Jiao brought Ye Lingyue back to this floor, he lay lazily together and shrunk in the corner.
After Ye Lingyue's eyes adjusted to the surrounding light, she noticed that there was a tripod in the middle of the floor, and the tripod was exuding a burst of red incense.
While Ye Lingyue was looking around, she heard a sound like a tomb.
"Small horn, let you eat all the obstacles, what do you bring people back to do."
Someone in the room?
Ye Lingyue surprised.
But before she could clearly see the source of the voice, the horned jiao, which had collapsed into a ball earlier, suddenly opened her mouth and rushed to Ye Lingyue, and she would swallow Ye Lingyue.
On the occasion of a sudden attack, the Siamese ghost smoke in Ye Lingyue's sleeves gushed out, and the yellow smoke suddenly blocked the eyes of Jiao Jiao.
Horn Jiao made a roar, shook his head, and tried to avoid the yellow smoke.
When I saw the yellow smoke, I didn't know where I was from the corner, and made a soft murmur.
Taking advantage of the chaos of the Jiaojiao, Ye Lingyue grabbed the ambergris needle and pierced into the Jiao's Ma hole.