Chapter 1796 Wanjun Ball

Duan Tianliang depressed his anxiety, and stared back, biting his teeth, "Fuck, what do you think! I asked you to farm, did you not hear it!"

Su Zimo looked calm and said lightly, "What if I don't want to go?"

He planned to stay in Fengxueling temporarily, but did not want to go to farm in person.

At least so far, he just wants to resume cultivation as soon as possible.

"You have to go if you don't want to!"

Duan Tianliang's face sank, and Han said, "In this Fengxueling Mountain, I have the final say, I can't help you!"

Su Zimo didn't answer, he knew what he was doing.

The door squeaked and slowly closed.

Somehow, Duan Tianliang's back suddenly burst into a chill.

"what are you doing!"

Duan Tianliang scolded.

Su Zimo was silent.

In the small hut, the atmosphere became a little weird and a little depressed!

"The little **** is pretending to be a ghost in Lao Tzu. If you don't accept discipline, I will show you some colors!"

Duan Tianliang finally couldn't bear it, stepped forward, reached out his palm, and fanned over Su Zimo's face!

Huh!

As soon as Duan Tianliang moved, he felt a flower flashing in front of him.

Before he could react, he felt his plump body floated in the air!

The next moment, he felt an extremely painful choking!

I don't know when Su Zimo jumped down from the bed, came forward to him, and came first, then strangled his throat and kicked him off the ground!

Duan Tianliang's eyes widened, his face flushed with redness, his expression panicked.

Under Su Zimo's palm, his whole strength could not reach half.

He felt his throat, not as if held by one hand, but as a hard, cold iron hoop!

As long as the hoop is tightened slightly, his throat will be pinched directly!

"How could this be?"

Duan Tian's conscience is chaotic. How could this first-order Xuanxian who just soared have such power!

No, he is not a first-order Xuanxian!

Subconsciously, Duan Tianliang's consciousness searched Su Zimo's body.

Second-order Xuanxian!

This time, Duan Tianliang was startled.

On this Longyuan star, it is extremely difficult to upgrade the realm because of the weak vitality of the earth and the lack of cultivation resources.

In Fengxueling, if anyone can break through the realm and advance, almost the entire Fengxueling will spread.

Su Zimo has just soared. It was only one night. How did Duan Tianliang never imagine that Su Zimo's realm would rise to the duality of Xuanyuan Realm.

It wasn't until Su Zimo fell into the hands of Su Zimo that his life was over, and he reacted. He couldn't help but feel terrified and shocked!

He had no heart to think about how Su Zimo would rise in a big way in one night, raising a realm.

Now he just thinks about how to live!

"You, you, what do you want to do!"

Duan Tianliang stepped on both feet and uttered a difficult sentence.

"I want to practice quietly for a while. Don't disturb me."

Su Zimo said lightly: "As for the Lingtian outside, how can you plant it for me?"

"Okay, okay, I'll plant it!"

Duan Tianliang didn't want to, and immediately agreed.

If the person in front of him crushed his throat, his physical body would be completely ruined!

Even if his Primordial escaped, there was no chance to reunite the body.

"it is good."

Su Zimo released his palm and put Duan Tianliang down.

Duan Tianliang stumbled back a few steps, leaning against the tightly closed door, covering his chest, breathing heavily.

He seemed to be recovering. In fact, there was light in the corner of his eyes, but he was holding Su Zimo not far away.

As a deacon of Fengxueling, he is also a second-order Xuanxian, how can he be easily controlled by others!

Not to mention, it's still a person who just ascended!

"Lao Tzu was just arrested, it was just a moment of carelessness. I didn't expect this son to be a second-order Xuanxian."

Duan Tianliang bowed his head slightly, his face was cloudy, and he secretly said, "If you sacrifice Lao Tzu's mysterious magic weapon, you will be able to suppress this one shot!"

"This son has just soared. It's all broken copper and iron in the lower bounds. There can be no mysterious magic weapon!"

"Today, if you can't suppress this, you will not be able to ride on Lao Tzu's head in the future? Where will Lao Tzu's face be placed? How will he mix in Fengxueling in the future?"

At this point, Duan Tianliang had a decision in his heart.

Duan Tianliang bowed his head. When he was thinking, Su Zimo never said anything, but looked at Duan Tianliang with a smile.

Finally, Duan Tianliang raised his head, his eyes widened, and he said loudly, "Boy, let you see and see today, my fairy house means!"

Duan Tianliang's fat, dumb palm, patted on the storage bag, and found out a large, dark-colored black brick from the inside.

Duan Tianliang urged his vitality. A pattern of light flashed on this black brick, his breath rose sharply, and the fairy light was quite extraordinary.

"go with!"

Duan Tianliang threw this black brick into the air and pointed at Su Zimo.

The black brick was aggressive and smashed severely towards Su Zimo's shoulder!

The monks in Fengxueling, regardless of their status, cannot kill each other at will.

Duan Tianliang did not dare to kill.

What's more, he just wanted to give Su Zimo a kick!

Su Zimo was still motionless, looking at the black bricks coming down for a long time.

"This is Wanjun brick. You have a strong physical body, but no matter how strong you can be, it is worthy of Laozi's Xuanjie magic?"

Seeing Su Zimo seem to be frightened, Duan Tianliang couldn't help but look proud, and laughed, "You soil bun, eat me a brick!"

Immediately after, he saw a scene where the smile on his face froze instantly.

I saw Su Zimo suddenly stretched out his hand, and even took off the mighty, black light-filled Wanjun brick, held it in his palm, and looked up to the left and right.

"I……"

Duan Tianliang froze instantly, his smile disappeared.

Immediately after, Duan Tianliang saw a scene again, scared away!

"It's nothing more than your fairy house."

Su Zimo held Wan Jun brick, measured it twice in his hands, held both sides of Wan Jun brick with both hands, and started rubbing.

Just in a blink of an eye, the square and square brick that was just square was rubbed into a black iron ball by Duan Tianliang's gaze!

Duan Tianliang almost saw his eyes fall out.

In the upper world, Xuanxian, Dixian, and Tianxian correspond to three levels of magic, namely Xuanxian, Jixian, and Tianxian.

Each level corresponds to a different quality.

This point, similar to the lower bound, is divided into lower grade, medium grade, top grade, superb grade, perfection and innate.

Duan Tianliang's Wanjun brick, although it was only inferior to Xuanjie, it took him a full 20,000 years of accumulation to get it back.

You know, many deacons in Fengxueling don't even have Xuanjie inferior magic.

Duan Tianliang, as a treasure, would not easily be revealed. When he just changed it back, it aroused the envy of many people.

But now that Wanjun bricks are gone, there is a Wanjun ball that is not black ...

Update early today, everyone goes to bed earlier

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