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"Hey, why didn’t you run?" Stone does not change to catch up with a smile, and the ancient tripod is suspended above his head.
Zhuge put Su Yan down from his arms before dawn. He looked around and said with a smile, "It’s not too much to bury you here."
Stone doesn’t change his eyes, leaving a hint of murder: "I wanted to take you as a slave, but you have repeatedly challenged my majesty. It seems that I can’t keep you today!" "
As he spoke, the ancient tripod on the top of the head turned quickly and shed a gorgeous brilliance. Once again, the ancient tripod was enlarged like a mountain, and it was suppressed by Zhuge Liang and Su Yan.
"Teacher younger brother …" Plain face turned pale.
Zhuge was not as bright as a Thai pine. At this moment, his hand flashed with brilliance, and an ancient bronze mirror appeared in his hand, carved and polished in an ancient way, which looked so ordinary.
Zhuge quickly sacrificed the bronze mirror before it lit up. At the moment, there was a voice of brotherhood of the Wolf between heaven and earth, which seemed like hundreds of millions of evil spirits crying, ferocious and harsh, which was chilling.
A ferocious face appeared in the bronze mirror, and blasted off at the suppressed ancient tripod.
"Boom!"
The ancient tripod flew away and smashed into the forest. Guanghua faded instantly, and there were some cracks on the tripod.
"what!"
Stone is not changed by surprise, and his eyes stare unblinkingly at the bronze mirror in Zhuge’s unlit hand, revealing the color of fear.
At the same time, Su Yan looked at Zhuge in surprise, and a pair of beautiful eyes flooded, pleasantly surprised: "This … this is a magic weapon above the grade!"
Zhuge offered a bronze mirror when it was not bright, and all the ghosts wailed, with an earth-shattering momentum, and ferocious faces fought at the stone.
A sword box was sacrificed quickly without changing the stone, and dozens of flying swords flew out of the sword box, forming a sword array and strangling towards the face.
But in front of the magic weapon of local grade, everything is useless. Dozens of flying swords were broken on the spot, and only four or five flying swords flew back to the sword box.
Zhuge Liang, the magic weapon of this land grade, can’t exert all his power, but after several months of study, he finally found some fur.
"poof!"
The stone flew out without vomiting blood, and the sword box in his hand flew out to sell.
Zhuge sucked out of thin air before dawn, and the sword box flew into his hand, without saying anything, it was thrown into the bag of Gankun.
"This … this is a magic weapon!" Stone doesn’t change his face.
"A magic weapon to kill you!" Zhuge didn’t shine and hit the bronze mirror, and the ghosts cried and screamed. Dozens of ferocious ghosts jumped on the stone and didn’t change, and there was a brotherhood of the Wolf between heaven and earth.
"no!"
Stone doesn’t change for the piercing roar, and ghosts bite. These ghosts seem to be devouring the life of stone without changing. Shi Buchang’s face turned pale instantly and lost color. His black hair turned gray in an instant, and the breath of life passed. Those ghosts rushed into his body. In a blink of an eye, Shi Buchang has become an old man who is dying, white-haired and curving.
"This … how did it happen, how did it happen!" The stone doesn’t change, but the heart is crying, and the youth is white-handed, but it doesn’t take a moment.
"The magic weapon of good bullying …" Zhuge did not light up the men and women and whispered, but he did not show any mercy. The cracked handprint was taken, and the huge handprint turned the stone that had lost its breath of life into fly ash.
Bronze mirror is really a magic weapon of local grade. Even if Zhuge is not bright, it can only exert a tiny part of its power, but it is enough to kill a practitioner in a dazzling period in an instant. This is the horror of the magic weapon of local grade.
Put away the bronze mirror, Zhuge Liang did not see Su Yan gawk stupidly not far away, and smiled and walked up.
"Brother Zhuge, what you just used is …" Without makeup, she bit her lower lip tightly and her eyes blurred.
"It’s a magic weapon of grade. Elder martial sister must keep it a secret for me." Zhuge didn’t light up with a simple smile.
Su Yan showed surprise, and then nodded subconsciously: "Well, I know that if other practitioners find that you have a magic weapon of grade, they will definitely pay your attention."
Zhuge Liang walked to the front of the damaged ancient tripod, and with a stroke of his hand, the ancient tripod turned into a palm-sized one suspended in Zhuge Liang’s palm, which was of primitive simplicity. Although there were some cracks on it, it was a high-order magic weapon, and its power was witnessed by Zhuge Liang. In terms of destructive power, he thought it was no less exquisite ancient jade in the hands of Yin Meng glass.
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Chapter seventy-five Jian Xiu Su Xiaobai
() "The teacher elder sister, you take this magic weapon …" Zhuge Liang handed the ancient tripod to Su Yan. The ancient tripod was originally a stone that didn’t change, but now the stone doesn’t change into fly ash, and the ancient tripod naturally becomes an ownerless thing.
Su Yan was dumbfounded. "This is … this is a magic weapon that is not weaker than pornography, junior."
Zhuge threw himself into Su Yan when he was not bright. Although the ancient tripod was damaged, it didn’t lose its function. With a little sacrifice, it will definitely restore its former glory.
Two people left this mountain range, and Imperial Sword came to ideal city, a city that is out of state. This city is called Sunrise City, and it is full of people and excitement. Zhuge Buliang and Su Yanlian were hungry after driving for two days, so they planned to stay in the city of Sunlight and find out the direction of Yandang Mountain by the way.
In a restaurant, Zhuge Buliang and Su Yan sat by the window on the second floor. The reason why they chose the window position is because Zhuge Buliang watched some TV dramas in his previous life, and the protagonist and the hero chose the window position when eating, which seems to be very pretentious.
Pixel Yan, a woman who cleans up the dust, will attract much attention wherever she goes. When they sit in the restaurant, they suddenly attract several amazing eyes around them.
"Teacher younger brother, have you seen it now? There are many people who cultivate immortals in this small town." Su Yan gently sipped his tea and whispered.
Zhuge frowned and nodded, which he also showed now. It seems that the monster beast chaos from the state even attracted some practitioners or scattered practitioners from other places. After all, for the cultivation of immortals, many things on the monster beast are excellent materials for refining medicine.
At this moment, a young man in white at the next table caught Zhuge’s dim attention. He was sure that this man must be an immortal. Even though he tried to hide his breath, the faint real fluctuation could not hide Zhuge’s dim knowledge. However, this is not the most peculiar. What bothers Zhuge most is that this person’s temperament is too ordinary. Apart from his handsome appearance, he doesn’t have a breath of dust, and it’s a little rare.
Seemed to feel the various ge not bright eyes, the white youth cold glance, various ge not bright immediately felt a bone-chilling cold.
"Master!"
Zhuge was secretly surprised when he was not bright, and quickly withdrew his eyes.
At this time, the young man in white noticed that Zhuge didn’t shine the iron sword behind him, and the justice was in the clouds.
After dinner, Zhuge Bu Liang and Su Yan went out of the city. He had found out the direction of Yandang Mountain, but at this moment, a biting chill came from behind, as if the air had condensed.
Su Yan Huai-zhong’s guqin gave a clear humming sound.
Zhuge suddenly turned around before dawn and saw the young man in white standing behind him in the restaurant.
"This Taoist friend, what do you mean?" Zhuge’s face is not bright.
The young man in white raised his hand and pointed to the iron sword behind Zhuge Liang. He said, "This sword … is the judicial cloud?"
Zhuge was not surprised, but he didn’t expect the other party to recognize the judicial Qingyun at a glance, but he nodded: "Yes, this sword is the judicial Qingyun!"
The voice of the young man in white is a little cold: "This sword is good, I’ll take it!"
Voice down, the figure of the white youth suddenly disappeared from the original place, not really disappeared, but the illusion that the degree is fast to the extreme. A sharp sword came as Zhuge didn’t shine, and there was a tearing sound in the air.
Zhuge did not light his robe and sleeve, and a gentle wind gently sent Su Yan to one side. At the same time, he stepped on the reverse empty step and avoided like a phantom.
The young man in white shows his figure, and in his hands, he is impressively a sword full of brilliance.
"Leave the sword and spare your life!" The young man in white is cool and disdainful, his voice is cold, and his long sword in his hand pierces a sharp edge.
Zhuge leaned out a palm before dawn, and the invisible air palm enveloped the surrounding space, blocking the sword of the white youth.
The young people in white are extremely conceited, even approaching Zhuge Liang, and the swords and awns are thrust out, and they go towards Zhuge Liang.
Even if Zhuge doesn’t light up the seven-star treasure body of the earth, he feels a biting chill. At the same time, the iron sword behind him was drawn, and the broad blade with a strong pressure scattered all the swords.
"Dare to ask this Taoist friend what his surname is?" Zhuge is not bright about the iron sword in his hands. He doesn’t know any swordsmanship. He moves the iron sword by brute force.
Iron sword, there was a sound of gas explosion in the air.
"My name is Su Xiaobai!" The young man in white has a cold voice, which is a very Wen Xiu name, but it is quite different from his personality.
Su Xiaobai stabbed a series of sharp swords, and Zhuge didn’t shine on the iron sword to compete, but now he can’t compete with the other side in fencing at all. The invisible firm but gentle twitches, and the strength of each sword will be melted away if Zhuge doesn’t shine, just like a mud cow entering the sea.
"You don’t know anything about swords!" Su Xiaobai frowned and her words were cold.
"Boom!"