The System Takes Me to Practice

Chapter 94: Leave (recommend collection)

The three looked at each other and decided to join forces with Gan Xuzi.

Qian Xuzi waved the dust, and a golden light rushed towards the formation.

Unwilling to show weakness, the old Xuanwu turtle quickly pinched the magic trick with both hands, echoing the rune on the turtle shell, and then threw it vigorously.

The blue-winged profound bird Xuankui turned into its original shape, and with a wave of his arm, two colorful rays of light flew out of its wings that couldn't be smaller, and hit the formation.

Holy Lord Zhukun did not lag behind, two golden dragons flew out of his wide cuffs, hovering around Zhukun's head, bursting into dragons, rushing towards the formation with unmatched aura.

boom!

The four attacks hit the formation almost at the same time.

A huge explosion sounded around.

Before the Nascent Soul Stage, some monks who were nearby were shocked to vomit blood and died.

People who were a little farther away were injured, and their strength was at least halved.

Something further away suffered trauma.

Sure enough, the battle in the Mahayana period is not something that the Yuan Ying period can watch.

Huge smoke and dust filled Xining Island.

Whoosh!

I don't know who used the magic trick to blow away all the dust.

The smoke cleared, everyone looked.

All took a breath.

I saw that the formation was unharmed, except for the coverage of the formation, all the surrounding sand, gravel and soil were destroyed, exposing the magma layer deep underground.

Hot magma is continuously ejected from the ground like a fountain, and the high temperature makes the sea water evaporate continuously, forming bursts of "white smoke" of water vapor.

Look at the four people again.

There were no traces of the four people on the spot.

"there!"

A sharp-eyed young monk pointed to the sea.

Everyone looked around and found that all four of them were lying on the sea, not knowing their life or death.

"hiss!"

Think carefully.

Except for Qianxuzi, the other three were more or less injured.

"It's a terrifying formation. It can actually bounce back the original number of our attacks, and its power has increased several times."

Old Xuanwu turtle's hand holding the shell of the little turtle was trembling, and an indistinct crack appeared in the shell on his back.

The golden dragon robe on the body of Holy Master Zhukun was already in tatters at this moment, and it did not look like a strong Mahayana period.

As for the blue-winged mysterious bird, there was a bald piece on its wing, and the feathers on it did not know where it fell, and it was very embarrassed.

"At least the formation under the Earth Fairy Cloth, and the formation level is at least level 7."

Qian Xuzi picked up the falling floating dust, the white floating dust was already covered with dust at the moment.

Among the three, he was in the best condition, with only a few broken white robes.

"Four people, do you want to come again?"

The Cannian incarnation of the old man Qi Ling smiled and looked at the four people with a leisurely look, even if Yang Fan looked at it, he wanted to beat him.

"Dare to ask the name of the sect?"

Old Xuanwu turtle clasped his fists.

"The lower reaches of the Celestial Immortal Territory, Immortal Wuzong!"

Can Nian said in a respectful tone suddenly.

"Xian Wuzong?"

Not only the other people present, even the three of Xuanwu Laogui hadn't heard of it.

"Father, is Immortal Wuzong very strong?"

A little boy asked him Lao Tzu in a disdainful tone.

However, he was greeted by a loud applause.

"Nizi, don't cry!"

It hurts in the heart of the father.

"Xianwuzong? I haven't heard of it before, I feel very strong."

"Nonsense, I haven't heard a fairy character in the name of the sect, can it be a normal sect?"

For a time, it caused many monks to discuss.

"really!"

Qianxuzi took a deep breath and tried to calm his mind.

"Junior is the main sect of the Dao Sect in the Mortal Realm. I must have heard of the Dao Sect in the Upper Continent, right?"

"Daomen!"

The incarnation of Can Nian was taken aback, and immediately passed what had happened to the old man Qi Ling's body.

It didn't take long for the old man Qi Ling to come outside Shimen.

"It turns out to be the representative of Dao Sect in the ordinary world, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

Daomen and Buddhism have high prestige in the fairyland.

There are rumors that the founders of Taoism and Buddhism are both saints, even... gods!

But one thing is certain, the first leader of Buddhism was a god.

The Daomen can be seen on the same level as Buddhism in the Upper Continent, and you can see how terrifying the Daomen's background is.

"This is a trial place for my Immortal Wuzong to recruit disciples from the outer sects. When I fly to become an immortal, I can go directly to Immortal Wuzong located on the lower continent. Daomen master, I don’t think you will interfere with my immortal sect ?"

"So that's the case, since it's the case, it's **** interrupted. Sorry!"

After speaking, Qian Xuzi took a step forward and disappeared in the next moment.

Only the old Xuanwu turtle, the holy master Zhukun, and Xuankui stared at each other.

Do woolen yarn.

After doing it for a long time, it was the place where Immortal Wuzong recruited disciples.

No matter how thick the three of them were, they all felt embarrassed.

The three of them didn't even say hello, and flew in three different directions.

"Go, finally gone! Unexpectedly, in the rest of my life, I will be able to see the strong of the Mahayana period."

"Fighting saints, oh no, the Mahayana period is so terrifying."

I don't know who said this suddenly.

Inside the trial space.

"I should go too."

"So fast? Not a few days?"

The old man Qi Ling hasn't felt as bad as he does now for a long time since the birth of Lingzhi.

Hearing that Yang Fan was leaving, an inexplicable feeling of loss appeared in his heart.

Perceiving the change in Qi Ling's expression, Yang Fan said with a laugh.

"Do you want to be a real person?"

"what?"

The old man Qi Ling couldn't believe it.

Yang Fan smiled without saying a word.

"Do you really have a way to make me a real person?"

The old man Qi Ling became nervous inexplicably.

"I can't do it now. At least, I won't be possible until I become the Golden Immortal of Da Luo. Refining a human body that matches your spirit and soul, and then using secret methods to infiltrate your spirit, so that you are the real one. People."

"Good! If you can do it, I'm willing to recognize you as the master."

For nearly a hundred thousand years, the old man Qi Ling has long been tired of this so-called immortality, and what he yearns for is the prosperous world outside.

This is also the sorrow of being an instrumental spirit.

"But I will give you something before leaving."

The old man Qi Ling was slightly shocked, and his mouth opened wide in the next moment.

As Yang Fan waved his hand, countless things piled up in the trial space.

Dozens of TVs, DVD players, game consoles, generators, engine oil, gasoline, etc., save a little, and it is not a problem for hundreds of years, provided that these are all useful.

Not only that, Yang Fan also bought novels and discs of myths and legends on the earth from the system mall. I believe these things must be very popular for people in this world of immortality.

Not only that, Yang Fan also saw a certain island-country romance movie in the system mall, plus some action movies. What’s called Tokyo hot? Anyway, Yang Fan doesn’t understand English. What kind of book is there? What is Yang Fan? I didn't understand, so I bought it all.

"There is an instruction manual in this ring, you will understand how to use it. Also, these things need electricity, remember to refuel."

"gone."

Yang Fan waved his hand and instantly teleported out of the trial formation.

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