"Du Xian'er, come here!"

"Too shameful!"

Hua Yuanji had a gloomy face, and when he was about to question, he saw a flying knife rising out of thin air in the pill furnace.

"Oh!"

"Swish swish!"

Hua Yuanji was stunned, and the three-inch long beard was directly cut off. A powerful crisis caused him, a strong man in the fairyland, to turn his head and run.

"What kind of fairy tool is this?"

Hua Yuanji stared at the dragon slaying, who was floating in the air, without any precious light, ordinary, entangling the fairy qi above it, like the tail of a comet.

Ling Daogu was also stunned. Just now, Ling Daogu was about to use the zombie armor. This knife was too sharp and Ling Daogu felt extremely dangerous.

Of course, if the Royal Zombie armor is used, Slaying Dragon may not be able to harm Ling Daogu and Hua Yuanji.

The integration of Tianjing Bao Iron, the sharpness of slaying the dragon, and the more powerful.

"Master, don't be angry, this was refined by the senior brother."

"No, we refined it together!"

"You refining tools together?"

Hua Yuanji and Ling Daogu looked at each other, and then they saw Tu Long Fu Yao for nine days. The knife was very slender, just like a blade. On the Dragon Slaying Blade, it was sometimes blurred.

This is exactly the effect produced by cutting the space during Yukong time.

Sharp and unparalleled!

"You know how to refine weapons?"

Hua Yuanji looked to the left thirteen, and at the same time looked at Jiang Rou. This was made by Jiang Rou.

Jiang Rou became quiet, and in front of the elder, Jiang Rou actually saluted the thirteenth left.

"Thank you, this time, I finally understand my future way!"

"I will definitely refine the magic weapon!"

Between the thirteen fingers on the left, Tu Long was taken back first. Tu Long now really wants to become the Flying Sword of Immortality. That kind of soul sympathizer, makes Zuo Shisan and Tu Long always one with the sword.

As long as the left thirteenth thought, slaying the dragon would be completed.

The magic weapon is like this. Following the master's will, the law moves the world, and the power is like a god.

"You're welcome, thank you so much this time!"

"Elder, what are you doing here?"

The thirteenth from the left stood in front of Du Xian'er. What the **** did Hua Yuanji, an old fellow, do?

"This is made by your three refining. Show me the old man?"

Hua Yuanji was shocked. The thirteenth from left could not only refine alchemy, but also refine tools. Through Jiang Rou, Jiang Rou must admire Zuo Thirteen, the Taoist priest, is still an all-rounder?

"Don't show it!"

The thirteen from the left shook his head, how could the magic weapon be easily shown to others?

"Of course, you can see the hair!"

The thirteenth left secretly glanced at Hua Yuanji's beard, and after losing his beard, Hua Yuanji became younger and younger.

"Don't show it?"

"Thirteenth from the left, we are the elders?" Ling Daogu was also curious about how this knife was too sharp.

This is Ling Daogu, the sharpest fairy weapon ever seen.

"Hehe, I am a big brother, and I am the same as an elder!"

"Will you show me your own fairy?"

"This?"

Ling Daogu and Hua Yuanji were honest, each of them frowned, their celestial spirits rising, and their stomachs suffocated.

"You are fine, just leave, don't disturb me in retreat."

"Elders also have to understand the rules, right?"

Du Xian'er also nodded in cooperation. This time the master was too much. What could happen if someone retreats and strikes the iron?

"you?"

"never mind!"

Hua Yuanji's face blushed, and they were refining tools, so they couldn't say anything. After living for so long and being watched like this by juniors, Hua Yuanji would have to save face.

"Elder, congratulations to Mingtangdian for having the existence of Junior Brother Zuo Thirteen."

"I really want to let Junior Brother Zuo 13 join our Mingxin Hall."

"What? That won't work!"

Ling Daogu disagreed. The thirteenth from the left is Shengxi Daolu. Does this Jiang Rou want the thirteenth from the left?

"Jiang Rou, this is Mingtang Palace, even if you are a celestial clan, you can't say that."

"Yes, right, you leave here quickly."

Ling Daogu and Hua Yuanji were also guarding against Jiang Rou. Jiang Rou, an immortal clan, was mysterious and secretive all day long. It was not easy to see a thirteen from the left in Mingtang Hall, and it was impossible to go to Mingxin Hall.

Jiang Rou laughed, and then said, "Well, I will go back to retreat too!"

"This time, I remember it, thirteenth from the left!"

Jiang Rou's eyes became more charming. She didn't get the Ninth Rank Golden Core from the thirteenth left, but concentrated her own way. This kind of great favor and opportunity was brought by the thirteenth from the left.

Left thirteenth was able to refine magic weapons, and in the entire sky realm, who else could compare to left thirteenth?

"Even Ou Yezi is not as good as the thirteenth from the left!"

"I won't talk about this!"

Jiang Rou made up her mind about how close she would be to Zuo Shisan in the future.

Jiang Rou looked at the thirteenth left, her eyes softened, she was flattering at first, but it was even better now. The two elders looked "horrified."

"No way, turn around and tell the palace master."

"Be careful, this Jiang Rou is interesting to the thirteenth left."

"This son-in-law is really going to be snatched away by Jiang Rou. We are in the hall, do you want to save face?"

Ling Daogu and Hua Yuanji looked at each other, and then went to the main hall to explain to Shengxi.

"magic weapon?"

The thirteenth from the left nodded to Jiang Rou, and when Jiang Rou was about to leave, the thirteenth from the left threw a jade bottle over.

"In the future, help each other!"

"good!"

Jiang Rou smiled more brilliantly. This was the agreement she had with Zuo Thirteen. Looking at the fragrance of the medicine from the jade bottle, Jiang Rou turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the air.

"Terrifying, it must be resolved!"

Ling Daogu's face was completely black, and they also wanted to leave here to tell Shengxi.

Soon, in the main hall, Zuo Thirteen and Du Xian'er were left.

"Big brother, how do I feel that something is going to happen?"

"What's up?"

The thirteenth from the left is happily admiring the dragon slaying. The dragon slaying is a different kind of magic weapon, which is already a low-grade magic weapon. With the mind of the thirteenth from the left, it is sometimes like a needle and sometimes turned into a sharp blade.

The faint light rolled between the palms.

Du Xian'er looked up at the distance, shook his head and said: "Why there is no step, this is not normal."

"It's more abnormal!"

"Why are you going?"

The thirteen from the left just finished speaking, but saw Du Xian'er clenching the purple gold electric light hammer and rising into the air.

"I'm looking for an opponent, I think "Eighteen Hammer" can become the first disciple of Mingtang Hall!"

"I want to hammer all the true disciples of Mingtang Hall!"

"Domineering, I support you!"

The thirteenth from the left laughed. After a million beatings, Du Xian'er finally realized a certain martial skill and had the hope of defeating other true disciples.

Wait for everyone to walk away.

The smile on the thirteenth face on the left converged directly.

"Hey, it's time to survive!"

"So fast?"

The silver eyes flickered, and a monstrous ferocious aura was about to erupt from the thirteenth left.

Refining the magic weapon also allowed the thirteenth left to break through the real deadlock again, and the high-grade real deadlock would suffer a more terrifying calamity.