The ancient pagoda was surprised at the strength of this imprisoned force. When looking at Yangxu, it was surprised to find that Yangxu's expression was not the same.
The breath of the whole body fluctuates, and there is nothing wrong.
The ancient pagoda can't help taking a breath:
"Yang Xu, don't you have any reaction to the drum? You..."
"Hehe, my level is too low, and I'm not under the control of others at all. The famous drum dengwen drum is said to be used by the protoss to suppress the power of the protoss in order to avoid being bullied by mortals. Mortals can complain and complain without being affected. In other words, the drum sound is specially used for a powerful existence like you..."
Yangxu's explanation made the ancient pagoda speechless:
"How do you know so well? Have you seen it?"
"Yes, we have this thing outside the hall on earth."
Yang Xu's face was natural, and the drumming in his ears kept going, but he was not affected at all.
Sometimes it's a good thing to be low.
All the way forward, in Yang Xu's eyes, the supreme pupil Tai Chi diagram runes rotate and shine, and easily see through all vanity.
Bring all the scenes thousands of miles away to the bottom of your eyes.
Suddenly.
He raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled at the corners of his mouth:
"Sure enough, there are experts. They found us."
"Found us? Will you attack us?"
Ancient Pagoda Road.
Yangxu smiled, "don't be nervous. He hasn't paid attention to us yet. Here, there are two checkpoints ahead. He seems to think those two checkpoints are enough to easily stop us."
"Hum, I'd like to see what means this expert in your mouth has!"
The ancient pagoda is eager to try.
After recovering 20% of its peak strength, it is now looking for a target to practice.
Two minutes later.
Walking in front of Yangxu, he paused slightly, smiled, raised his head and raised his chin towards the sky ahead:
"Well, the ancient god tower is shaking, and the ancient gods are surging around. I'm going to fight immediately.
Brush.
Yang Xu's head was shining, and she hated the goddess of heaven. She was in a palace dress and appeared in front of Yang Xu:
"This is a rare treasure. It's just useful to me. If it does, it will destroy it. How about giving it to me?"
Yangxu looks at the ancient pagoda.
The ancient pagoda has no objection.
The goddess Hentian smiled, like a fairy facing the dust, her slender jade hand stretched out and dripping!
Lihen heavenly palace appeared in her hand, and there was a vice weapon spirit, which cooperated with her to urge the power of Lihen heavenly palace.
The ancient pagoda was admired:
"Look at others. A magic weapon is urged by two utensil spirits. I haven't even had a utensil spirit hair. It's strange. No matter how hard I try, I can't condense the utensil spirit..."
Complain about the ancient pagoda.
"Don't worry, you have a spirit."
Yangxu said casually.
"What? I have an instrument spirit? Is it true or false? What do you know, Yangxu? Can you tell me?"
The ancient pagoda felt that Yangxu had something to hide.
"The time has not come. I'm afraid it won't do you any good if you know. Trust me, I'll tell you everything when it's appropriate. I've been waiting for my memory to release its seal for many years."
Yangxu's eyes are deep and deep. He seems to think of the past. I don't know what he thinks of.
Seeing this, the ancient god tower can only give up for the time being.
Now.
At a height of 100000 meters, the goddess of hate heaven appeared in front of the magic weapon of the Confucian temple with her slender jade hand holding the palace of hate heaven.
Hum
Over the Confucian temple, the image of a child suddenly appeared. He looked no more than six or seven years old, but he was dressed as a scholar. He held a green bamboo slip in his hand and stared at the goddess Hentian:
"Who are you? The road ahead is impassable. You and your master turn back at last. Otherwise, it's different. Poor Yan Haoshou, don't blame me for not reminding you."
When goddess Hentian heard the speech, she didn't have any slight challenge from Emei:
"I'd like to have white hair and old face. It's you. A small Confucian temple can actually give birth to the spirit of words like you. It seems that this Confucian temple is unusual."
Goddess Hentian looked up and down at the spirit of the Confucian temple.
Although the spirit of the Confucian temple is a child, it is not low in self-restraint. Instead, it continues to teach the goddess who hates heaven:
"I don't think it's easy for you to condense into a spirit. My master in front is subduing a powerful monster. If you rush in, I'm afraid you'll only end up dead. Don't be stubborn and turn back."
He waved his hand at the goddess of heaven, like a little adult.
The goddess Hentian smiled:
"Haven't you heard a word? Only women and villains are difficult to support. If they are near, they are not inferior, and if they are far away, they are resentful! Your Confucian temple is useful to me and offends me!"
If I were Yang Xu, I might be polite to this little instrument spirit.
However, the goddess who hates heaven wants to directly annex this Confucian temple and improve herself. Without saying a word, she will fight as soon as she says:
Buzz!
His hand suddenly magnified from the hate heaven palace, blocking out the sky and the sun, just like a mountain, pressing down towards the small Confucian temple.
The Confucian temple is isolated, like a fallen leaf at the foot of the mountain. It is completely incomparable.
However.
The small Confucian temple's utensils are not in a hurry. They have a great family style. They will get the green bamboo slips in their hands and point to the hate heaven Palace:
Hum, hum
A loud sound of reading, accompanied by dense text chapters, swept to the huge Lihen heavenly palace
"Yang Xu, how long can the goddess Hentian win the Confucian temple? I think the magic weapon is not simple."
The ancient pagoda was boring, he said casually.
Hit the void ahead, hum!
A mysterious wall suddenly appeared, branded with articles and scriptures. The blocking force was soft, but it could not break through.
This barrier is naturally arranged by the Confucian temple.
"Hehe, if I deal with the Confucian temple, I can't bear to start. It may waste some time. But there is no such problem as hating the goddess of heaven."
Yangxu's voice just fell.
Hoo
A gust of wind blew, and the words suddenly dissipated on the barrier in front of me.
Boom!
The barrier explodes and directly collapses into pieces of light spots.
The ancient god tower was a little surprised. She only saw the fairy of Hentian floating beside Yang Xu. She also led a child six or seven years old in her hand. She was dressed as a scholar and was crying.
Yang Xu was speechless: "you beat others and cried. It's too heavy."