Chapter 66

Wow.

The little black dog shook his tail and threw the turtle shell at Yangxu's feet.

Then lie down on a stone not far away and put your chin on your two front claws.

Yangxu can feel it. His dark eyes have been staring at the mysterious turtle shell.

Whoosh.

Yangxu grabbed the turtle shell.

He didn't notice that a drop of blood on his finger happened to wipe on the turtle shell.

The blood beads were sucked clean in an instant!

Keep practicing sword.

Yangxu is more and more handy.

Until dark in the evening.

Yang Xu's sword pulling and cutting has a model.

The last sword!

Yiyin!

The light of the sword came out.

Boom, boom!

The waterfall was cut out a long trace.

On the rocks, there is a terrible sword scar deep in the thumb!

[Ding!]

[congratulations to players, the level of A-level sword skill "sword pulling and cutting" has been increased! Current level: Lv2!]

"Another level."

Yangxu vomited a mouthful of turbid Qi.

Looking at the stone, the little black dog lay there bored and licked his paws from time to time.

The little thing is here. Look at his sword practice for a long time.

Yangxu said goodbye to little black dog.

The little black dog has no nostalgia.

Shaking his little ass, he jumped into the dark forest and disappeared.

So proud!

From this point of view, it definitely does not have the blood of the Chinese pastoral dog.

It's not grounded at all.

Yangxu was in a good mood and hummed back.

Bathe, eat, summarize and understand the cultivation during the day.

Suddenly.

He has a deeper understanding of the sword pulling and cutting.

In a better mood.

So he saw the directional paper crane thrown at the corner of the table.

As soon as you raise your eyebrows, brush your brush and walk like a dragon and Snake:

"I'm in a good mood. Let's have a hair?"

Send it away.

Opposite almost seconds back:

"One? What do you mean?"

Um.

Yang Xuhan, accidentally came up with network language.

Before he could explain, another directional crane came from the opposite side.

This time, the paper crane turned golden.

"I'll go, golden paper crane! How rich it is..."

The red directional paper crane can only come and go once. If I don't send it to you, you can't send it to me again.

Because we can't perceive the soul brand and locate it accurately.

However, the golden paper crane is applied with a special symbol array, which not only sends faster.

And you can copy the soul brand.

In this way, you can send as many as you want to send to the other party without waiting for a reply.

But correspondingly, the price is outrageous.

When Yang Xu unfolds the golden paper crane, he still has a lingering and ambiguous red font:

"I understand what officials mean. You're so bad. You suddenly want to come with others in the middle of the night..."

Um.

You don't have to explain.

Lonely men and women have amazing understanding.

Isn't it good to take it to practice.

Yangxu looked out of the window. The moon was hanging high. It was clear that it was just nightfall. Why was it midnight?

"It's a long night. I didn't want to sleep. I thought I was the only one who couldn't sleep. I didn't expect you, girl..."

Tease me?

Then I'll turn back.

The other party still returns in seconds:

"Eh, how can you be sure that I am a girl? Is it stipulated that only women can call themselves slaves?"

Poof!

Yangxu vomited blood.

you 're right.

If the other party is really a man, it will taste sour

Yang Xu's blood surged.

For life safety, no reply.

"Go to sleep."

Yangxu closed the doors and windows vigilantly.

The space bag broken by the little black dog was sent to repair. He deliberately pressed the turtle shell under the pillow.

"Come again, thief. Don't blame me for being rude."

Yang Xu closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. In fact, he observed every move around him.

Hazy, actually really fell asleep.

Wow.

The white mercury like liquid of the moon slipped out again from under Yangxu's pillow.

Yangxu slept like a dead pig.

Brush and pull.

It turns into a mysterious turtle shell and vibrates gently:

Whoosh.

A drop of bright red blood floated out of the Black Turtle back pattern.

It was Yangxu's blood secretly sucked by it.

When the turtle shell rotates gently, it can be seen that the blood beads silently turn into dense small blood beads, just like a blood mist.

Hoo.

In the turtle's back pattern, moonlight like energy flashed, wrapped with the blood mist, and rushed to Yangxu's body.

Boom!

The mysterious flame Rune rises from Yangxu again.

But this time.

Moonlight energy does not shrink back, poop!

He went through the flame Rune and got into Yangxu's body.

The top of the floating mountains.

The old man with white beard and hair suddenly burst into flames.

The flame became golden, and the void behind him condensed into a golden sun.

The old man exclaimed:

"Divine blood! This is the breath of divine blood!"

Brush, brush

The void in all directions is densely covered with black wormholes.

Surprise sounds came from the black hole:

"Old clan! Good news! The blood power of family children has improved to varying degrees!"

"The family beast has also inexplicably improved a realm!"

"Clan elder? You finally broke through the bottleneck and promoted your accomplishments? Great!"

"No!"

The old man with white hair and beard showed a dignified look:

"It's strange that this happened suddenly. I sensed that the change came from the East. Inform the Yang family over there to find out the source of blood power. In addition, pay close attention to the changes of Zhuge family..."

"Yes!"

Countless empty wormholes disappear silently.

The old man sighed:

"The awakening of divine blood is both an opportunity and a challenge. Zhuge, I'm afraid you'll be restless now..."

At an altitude of 100000 meters.

A translucent air wave appeared without warning.

Boom!

Air waves and ripples had just been born, and a huge eyeball suddenly appeared in the void.

The whole body of the eyeball is pale without any color.

Only its pupil shows the appearance of a gossip.

Whoosh!

Powerful figures suddenly flashed:

"Old ancestor, how can there be any change in God's eye?"

Buzz!

In the pupil of the strange eye, the eight trigrams flashed suddenly and turned into a human light.

Intermittent sounds came from inside:

"Eight door god blood... Appeared in that direction... Go... Find out where... Untie my seal..."

Brush and pull.

The eyes closed their eyelids and disappeared silently.

The void ripple ripples slightly and slowly calms down.

"Follow the orders of your ancestors and set out immediately! Mobilize your hidden power and look in the direction of God's eyes!"

"Optimus, what's the matter with you?"

Yang family, Yang Xu's mother asked.

Yang Qingtian's face showed a trace of dignity:

"I feel that wave, very close... I have to find out!"

Yangxu didn't know that he not only disturbed his father, but also stirred a terrible storm.

He is dreaming now.

In the dream, there is an old voice constantly telling:

"All my blood will kill the descendants of Zhuge..."

Yang Xu was finally annoyed by the repeated noise:

"What's the noise? I can't have a clean dream. Shut up!"

Brush.

The whole dream was suddenly quiet.

Just above the center of Yangxu's eyebrows, the mysterious turtle shell trembled wildly.

It seems to be an old man, trembling with anger.

Brush.

It turned into a streamer and went straight into the center of Yangxu's eyebrows.

Only the deep and dark turtle back pattern on the turtle shell, like the eight trigrams array, flashed slightly and was branded on Yangxu's forehead.