Lord of the Low Version System

"The Land of Baiyue" is just a statement, and the southern part of Dashang is almost blank.

It's not that there are no living things here, but that the area is densely covered with water, the poisonous puppets are filled, the beasts are everywhere, and the poisonous insects cover the sun.

There is neither developable value nor any power of scale. Even the savages and indigenous peoples are in twos and twos, which is not a climate at all.

Therefore, no one pays attention to this area, even the thought of naming it.

For this place, Xi Tong's only impression is Yunmeng Ze, and I don't know if it is here.

The world of Fengshen is vast and very different from the Earth's section. On the contrary, it is more in line with the description of the Book of Mountains and Seas.

However, Xi Tong named this area Yun Mengze. Who agrees and who opposes it?

Looking at the dazzling Daze, Xitong's divine thoughts diverged and merged into the realm of harmony between heaven and man.

Divine thoughts continued to diverge, and soon they were thousands of miles away.

At this moment, all the souls around Yun Mengze all bowed their heads instinctively, bowing their heads to the unknown big brother.

Don't ask, just keep this position.

But there are always so many thorns, not only do not meet the boss, but also attempt to rebel and challenge authority.

After all, it is a chance to become famous in World War I, and many monsters with strength and ambition who have no chance are eager to move.

Xi Tong smiled.

"Longyang, there are three heads in front of you. This thing has a destiny with you."

Legend has it that Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged sword was transformed by the three-headed puppet who had surrendered one in Guanjiangkou.

Although I don't know if it's the one in front of me, but I just slaughtered it.

Longyang's Sabre is a town demon sword. This object is cast and cast by the world of immortal swords and swords. Although it is not an artifact, it has a deep foundation and an extraordinary following.

Xitong's magic sword is exactly the same as the town demon sword casting method, and the attributes of the magic sword need not be said.

Although the town demon sword does not have a billion soul soul, blood and sacrifice, no dragon sunflower as a sword spirit, no one's ancestral sword, no ...

But it has gained a huge amount of merit, even if it is not as good as the magic sword, it is not far behind.

The power of merit has given it the ability to grow and transform, and it can continuously grow stronger and surpass in battle.

In the process of becoming stronger, it is natural to sacrifice some demon ghosts to promote the name of the town demon.

As for what special attributes this weapon has, I can only say it later.

A waterline in Dazao is from far to near, and three water mounds with high elevations can faintly see the dragon head behind the water curtain.

Roar!

When approaching the shore, the three heads burst out of the water, and the tens of meters of the head and neck lifted a huge amount of water, and even pulled countless gorgeous rainbows in the air.

In front of a monster almost twenty stories high, the three of Xi Tong were as small and insignificant as sesame mung beans.

The three heads were unable to speak, but they were violently groaning, squeezing their teeth and spraying three turbid water columns to Xitong.

Just like a water cannon rushing at an ant, the vision, sky, and world of the ant are all shrouded and flooded by the boundless water world.

However, the next moment, the fiery red light rose from the ground and rushed into the clouds, as if a blade of flowing fire cut through the water curtain.

It's Longyang!

He held the sword in both hands, and the flames of his body were thin, as if there was a big day of leaping in the back. Jin Wu's figure vanished, and then turned into boundless fire.

Longyang is the reincarnation of the Celestial God of War Feipong. His last life was very cattle. In this life, he held Xitong's thigh, and it is difficult to think of no cattle.

Although the horns of the horns that have been drilled in the mind for a period of time have lingered between morality and ethics for many years, they have not been pulled down.

Later, when the Shilipo Sword School opened up the wasteland of the jail world, he also wandered in it for a long time and realized his Tao.

"One shot!"

With a loud drink, a touch of silver bloomed in the fiery world of flames, and the breathy wall sharp enough to scratch the sight stood for ten miles.

From Xitong's perspective, what he saw was that Longyang released the majestic flame power and shrouded the space where the three-headed cricket was located, and then the bursting flame caused the violent flow of air, and numerous winds were kneaded into a ball and pulled into a line. In the end, it was cut out with a huge half-moon sword.

This seems to be……

The power of the wind!

Xi Tong has always thought that Longyang is a fire-type physique, and the talent he has always shown is indeed the same, and the place of enlightenment is also the world of flame prison.

But at this moment, Longyang was clearly shrouded in the power of the wind.

The corpse with its three heads split into two halves was instantly shrouded in wind pillars. Perhaps Longyang's sword was too fast. It was alive and struggling.

However, it would rather rest in that sword than bear the pain that followed.

The hurricane formed a pillar and stood up, and the three dead corpses were supported by the wind pillar to a distance of 1,000 kilometers, and then the sword was broken one by one, piece by piece, and the corpse was broken into pieces.

The violent dragon roar soon became a scream of sorrow, spreading his voice thousands of miles, and in all directions.

It's a pity that it is not the prestige of the three-headed cymbals.

It's Longyang.

All creatures in Yunmengze know one thing-here, it's changed.

"Master! After the fall of Fuxi, the disciples dreamed of returning at midnight, often with the trivial memories of the previous life, and the strength of the previous life is like a spring. After the sword, the disciples seemed to cut off a barrier. gap."

Anyway, Longyang put on a demon sword.

"The disciples also just knew, this name calls Zhaodan!"

Xi Tong immediately came to understand ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ Fu Xi made hands and feet on Longyang. It is likely that he performed a forbidden technique to seal the memory and strength of his previous life for future needs.

However, after Fuxi fell, this prohibition was like a tree without roots. Coupled with Longyang's strength, the impact of the prohibition increased day by day, until the sword was finally realized.

The attribute of Longyang is fire, but the attribute of Feipeng is wind.

The wind helps the fire, and the fire adds power. Longyang's power is to use the power of fire to cut out the effect of the wind. The two forces do not distinguish each other in his hands.

Xitong just got the wind spirit beads in the fairy sword world, but there was no suitable candidate.

"This thing has something to do with you, take it."

At this time, the wind pillar in the air was unattended and gradually dissipated.

Longyang Lingchi's technology is too superb and too fast, but the three-headed dragon dragon, which has been stunned by thousands of swords, still stubbornly did not die.

However, the moment Feng Lingzhu fell into Longyang's hands, the wind pillar expanded tenfold in an instant, and the hard keel, dragon scales, and dragon teeth were all turned into instant flour.

At the same time, the three-headed dragon soul was seduced by the town's demon sword and turned into a streamer and submerged into the sword body.

The sword's body is rippling with autumn water, and a vaguely visible three-headed vulture can be seen gazing at it, but it can't break through.

Longyang has a sense of heart, and it seems that this is the new magical use of Zhen Yao Jian. As for other new magical uses, it can only be developed and explored slowly.

Wow ...

Bloodspur Hula's corpse fell into the water and instantly stained a large area of ​​water with blood.

The blood was still red, the minced meat was still warm, and the spirit of the dragon was not dissipated, which was the time to breed life.

Xitong inserts his fingers into the water and injects countless tadpoles into it ...

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