Zhanxian

Now these Penglai Shenmu demons have just created their spiritual wisdom, they have just begun to practice, and want them to master the Great Battle immediately. It is a delusion of the mind, but Yang Chen did not have such expectations.

However, after a few days of pausing and guarding, Yang Chen finally understood the fierceness of the Penglai Shenmu demon. In just ten days, the Penglai Shenmu demon built the foundation almost simultaneously. It's dozens of times faster than a monster like Mulberry.

This is not the speed of Penglai divine trees, but the starting point for their spiritual wisdom. After not knowing how many tens of thousands of years of growth, and then being made into wooden boxes by the master of the land before flying up, not knowing how long to stay in front of the land temple, and going through the cycle of incense fire to decline, plus the natural treasures, their cultivation started directly from the foundation period.

Even without Yang Chen's kung fu, without these armored spirit liquids, as long as Penglai Shenmu has opened the divine wisdom, it will not exceed a month at most, and will reach the current realm. What Yang Chen did was only to make their conditions superior. There was no harm in pulling out seedlings.

Zhu and Abi were able to communicate with these plants before they had turned on their intelligence. Twenty-four more Penglai Shenmu demons now have the intelligence to communicate with them, and they are even happier to jump up and down. There have been no partners here for many years, the only intelligent creature or asthma in the near future, I'm afraid it's too late, where I dare to communicate with asthma, now I finally have more companions.

Watching everything go on track, Yang Chen also left the pharmacy with confidence. However, as soon as he came out of the pharmacy, he noticed an anomaly around him.

Sense wire instantly opened, but before Yang Chen talked about detecting the movement around him, a cold killing intent had reached his body, and then, a tiny black light came to Yang Chen quickly.

Tink, Yang Chen's skin is just tight. The Yellow Towel Li Shi Body Refining Technique in the realm of Li Pu Mountain is running all the time, encountering external Li Tong time muscle strain, instantly blocking the black light from the body, not even triggering the protective function of Golden Bell.

The black light that is blocked appears in its original form, but is a long, thin needle. If it weren't for the flashing light from the high-speed passing, people wouldn't normally notice a pin that long. If it were at night, it would be an absolute tool to sneak up on the Yin Man.

As soon as the long needle stopped on Yang Chen's chest skin, Yang Chen responded faster than anyone else, pinching the long needle with one hand. Just grabbed it, the pin started to shake and seemed to want to break Yang Chen's finger.

The other party used the sword method to use the needle, suddenly caught, a little panicked. But no matter how he managed, the black fine needle was held steadily on Yang Chen's fingertips and could not be retrieved.

Yang Chen's divinity has locked a monk more than 200 years away from himself. For the time being, I can't see the Master's door. I just know that he is a classmate about forty and fifty years old. He is staring at himself in the shadow, his eyes flashing a glimmer of hatred.

In this regard, Yang Chen was very confused and did not know this guy himself. Knowing that Yang Chen's memory is very perverted now, even if he has only met one person, Yang Chen will remember it, but there is no sign of this guy in his memory.

Cleric is also a Jindan period cultivation, but it seems that the realm is higher than that of Yang Chen, the appearance of Jindan in the medium term. Yang Chen was very angry when the other party came up and did not ask indiscriminately.

All you can use on your hand is the armored flying sword. Yang Chen's reaction is definitely not slow. Once you find the trail of the opponent, the armored flying sword flies out and chops off towards the other party.

The other person seemed to be bullied and suddenly flew out of eight shields, dancing around them, completely covering their bodies. Attacks in either direction will be blocked by one or two of these eight shields. Shields don't know what materials are made of, and the smile on Vincent's face suggests that he has strong confidence in the shield.

The armored flying sword was cut on one of the shields. This was the scene that Vincent had long thought of, but the next situation made him horrified.

The shield blocked the flying sword, but only for a moment. Armored flying sword has been quenched by the mad brush of armored spirit liquid, already sharp, just one sword, cut the shield blocked in front in half.

In panic, Vincent hurriedly sent several other shields in front of the blade. The armored flying sword cut off the four-sided shield in succession, which made it look like it was doing some good. Yang Chen summoned the flying sword back to his mind.

“How dare you take my flying needle empty-handed?” The clergyman panicked, but he didn't panic at all. When Yang Chen retracted his flying sword, he finally revealed a smile. One of them flashed himself and flew to the ten places in front of Yang Chen, facing Yang Chen.

Yang Chen's fingers had a slight itch, and the spot where he had just been stabbed at the beginning also had a slight itch, which can only indicate that the flying needle was quenched.

However, only this degree of toxicity does not even allow Yang Chen's skin to enter the flesh. Yellow towel in the realm of Li Pu Mountain Li Shi Body Refining Technique, not to mention the strong body bones, skin alone, is not so easy to puncture.

But since they are so proud, Yang Chen doesn't mind cooperating with him in a play in order to get more information. Momentarily, Yang Chen's face covered a layer of blue and black. It really seemed to be a sign of poisonous hair. His legs also seemed soft and unable to support his weight. He took two steps back and sat down against a large tree.

“You use poison!” Yang Chen reached out his fingers to each other for a moment, but his arms seemed soft, unable to bear the weight of his hands. He simply lit them and put them down flashly.

“Well, soldiers don't get tired of fraud. You have to do it yourself. Who's weird?” Wenshi laughed and took a few more steps. He looked down at Yang Chen and asked coldly: “Report your name! ”

“You don't know who I am?” Yang Chen was somewhat surprised. The other party didn't even know who he was. He actually met with a sneak attack. Since when does the means of the Taoist gate resemble the Devil's Gate?

“I don't know who you are, but I know you'll be just fine.” The literary man sneered once again, as if he did not hesitate to answer Yang Chen's question, but he still couldn't resist the pride of his heart. “Taitianmen searched everywhere for the master of arranging, if he caught one, he would have a great reward. You set up a phantom formation here. Looks like you're doing a great job. It's bad luck to meet me! ”

“Just because Taitianmen is looking for a master of formation?” Yang Chenton knows a little bit about time.

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