Not long after Zhang Yifan entered the sword burial, there was a beast roar from Yi Ran. The sound seemed to be unremarkable, and it was not mixed with magical powers, but it still blew the two mountain spirits who were standing there foolishly.

Yun Su pointed out that the two of them were immediately imprisoned. As the sound waves were blown several miles away, they fell into the grass and fell asleep.

The next thing is not suitable for the two of them to watch enthusiastically here.

After a while, I saw the loess surging in the formation, the wind was blowing, and the smoke was rising. Yunsu was stunned for a moment.

I saw that the smoke was holding Zhang Yifan and a dog towards this side.

A pure white puppy, although it looks a little different from a puppy, it looks more like a dog in general.

It was only as big as a poodle, skinny and skinny, and looked fierce. When it looked up, it saw Taoist Tsing Yi outside the battle of Shenshan.

The next moment, the corner of this fierce little white dog's mouth opened slightly, and a trace of crystal white flowed down, looking at Yunsu with embarrassment.

"Wow, it looks delicious."

The little white dog lay on top of the smoke, licked his front paws, and said approvingly.

Zhang Yifan's expression suddenly became tense, and he quickly stopped in front of him, bowing his hands and saying:

"My lord, this senior came here specially to save you. I want to talk to your lord. Maybe there is a way to get us out of here. Please, please leave someone behind."

In Yunsu's eyes, it was a different scene.

The moment Zhang Yifan appeared with this seemingly harmless puppy, the prohibition of the sacred mountain in a radius of dozens of miles was affected. As the puppy walked around, he was wrapped in a trance and pressed against the sky.

This kind of vision has nothing to do with spellcasting, but when this thing comes out, it causes the vision of heaven and earth here, which shows that it is extraordinary. Rather than saying that a puppy is coming this way, it is better to say that a wild beast has come out.

At this time, the prohibition of the sacred mountain is more than several times more dangerous than that of the previous one. The original ten-direction lore potential has been integrated into the sky-killing potential of this fierce milk puppy.

The strength of murderous aura can no longer be described simply by breath, but the murderous aura is full of wildness, and it naturally becomes a trend. If the lore of the ten directions covers a radius of dozens of miles, it will become stronger when it is strong. The murder formation it brought is to keep strangers away. Wherever it goes, not to mention flowers and trees, even the yellow sand will turn into dust.

swoosh~

Suddenly, the puppy opened his mouth and spit out a white light, which came in an instant, but the white light had no eyes but went straight to Yunsu.

Zhang Yifan didn't even have time to stop him. This senior, who had come all the way to save him from the sea of ​​misery, was caught in the dog's mouth by the white light, and he ate it without saying a word.

"you you!!"

Zhang Yifan was in a hurry for a while, but he didn't notice that the little white dog had a dull expression after swallowing the 'Yunsu'.

"You, you spit it out."

Zhang Yifan transformed himself into a four-foot long sword with astonishing murderous aura. He pointed at the dog's head with an astonishing sword force. He only felt an anger burning from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. , thinking that even if the sword is broken, he is not afraid of death.

"You bastard, even if you have enslaved me for a hundred years, that's what I should do when I live here, Zhang Yifan. The senior just wanted to save me, why did you eat him, don't you want to go out day and night?

I just ate tens of thousands of livestock and poultry last night, isn't that enough! "

Zhang Yifan was really angry, the senior came to save him, Gao Yi was in the front, and after listening to what he said, he let himself go back to the sword burial to invite the master of the sword burial, but now he is inexplicably killed.

For a time, he was angry, angry, and extremely ashamed and guilty. He directly transformed into the body of the sword spirit of his life, and the one who broke his face was a burst of drinking. He did not hesitate to fight the terrifying and moody master of the sword burial.

However, let him roar and rage, the little puppy will not move, not only his face is stiff, his eyes can't turn, even his body is stiff, the corners of his slightly opened mouth are not closed, and the saliva flows down like silk. Hair is wet.

Gradually, even Zhang Yifan realized that something was wrong. He shouted so loudly, if it were a normal day, he would have been beaten and ravaged by him.

Over the past 100 years, he has long been familiar with the temperament of the master of the sword burial. He is really moody. He kills people without blinking an eye and never shows mercy. Anyway, they are basically all killed by the sword of Shifang lore. If they disagree, they beat and scold, and they have a very short-tempered temper. In a hurry, they even grabbed the long sword that they possessed.

Sometimes when I am in a good mood, I speak well, but I am not good at serving.

Zhang Yifan used to think that it was trapped in the sword burial for ten thousand years, his temper became a little weird, and he shouted every day that he couldn't get enough to eat.

"Haha, the animal nature is hard to tame, eat it and digest it well."

Suddenly, a voice came from outside the formation. Zhang Yifan was in the form of the sword spirit of his life at this time. Without looking back, he saw a figure condensed from the void. It wasn't that senior and who was it.

"This……"

Zhang Yifan was immediately stunned. Wasn't the senior eaten by this beast just now? Why was he unscathed? Another way of cultivation, and spent a hundred years in the remnant sword burial this day, and has some ability. If it is true, the eyesight to see through falsehoods is stronger than the two people who were in the realm of transforming pills last night.

At this time, he didn't know what was going on at all. I wondered if the expert was not hit at all, or if he escaped from the beast's mouth.

Yunsu didn't explain it, but in his heart he secretly thought that it was indeed the case.

Zhang Yifan said before that there is no problem. What really makes people vigilant is the owner of the sword burial.

Zhang Yifan's mind is still a little more simple, and his integrity is less smooth, and he has been severely hurt by the world, but he has not gained much wisdom.

What he said and said was somewhat mixed with some personal emotions and speculations. If the person who came was not the master of the sword burial, it would be fine.

These terrifying existences, it is difficult to describe them with good and evil. They did not rush out of the sacred mountain and eat the Beidan Kingdom and the Dacheng Dynasty cleanly, causing the chaos to be torn apart and causing the living beings to be ruined. It is already a good deed.

This place is Tiancunjian's burial, and it is the base camp of the opponent. No matter how careful you are on weekdays, seeing yourself alone and showing no magical powers, naturally you have no fear. Instead, you will feel a little arrogant in your heart. Any cultivator who comes to the door, eat everything and talk about it.

Therefore, Yunsu hid a mantra with the word 'Ding' on the phantom in advance. If something went wrong, he would use this phantom to perish with the opponent, relying on the mantra to counter the sneak attack.

As soon as this thing appeared, it seemed like it was going to burn up thousands of living beings, and the momentum of the body of slaughter, since it can set off the momentum of the sky, how could they sit down and have a good conversation.

I just didn't expect ~lightnovelpub.net~ This puppy is so irritable, he eats people whenever he disagrees, and directly eats the mantra into his stomach. This time, the source has been fixed, and the effect is more than a hundred times better.

Yunsu was lying on the auspicious clouds of Zixia, and while watching the play, he took out Yuquan brewing, and then took a portion of braised pork, a portion of mashed beans, vegetables and wine, and it was very pleasant to drink.

The phantom body in the distance, with a wave of his hand, turned Zhang Yifan back into a human form, and the little white dog also shuddered. Although he still couldn't move, he was able to speak.

"Wu that Daoist, dare to attack the deity."

The little milk dog was so angry, how many years, 10,000 years or 100,000 years ago, it has never suffered such a shameful humiliation, and it was even more frightened in its heart, and found that there was an extremely strange force restraining itself, even its origin. Being suppressed, let alone finding a way to break it, even the thoughts slowed down.

When it swallowed the Taoist just now, it felt something was wrong, and it melted in the mouth, like drinking water, without the smell of spiritual energy at all.

Then, he couldn't move.

It's good that the little milk dog didn't speak, but Zhang Yifan was once again stunned when he spoke.

For the past hundred years, this dog has been speaking in a loud voice. Although his voice was deafening at this time, it completely changed his voice. It was shocking, and it was actually the voice of a clear, angry girl.

Sure enough, the voice of the milk is fierce.

"Could it be a little bitch..."

An absurd thought popped up in Zhang Yifan's mind. This is so terrifying, the master of the sword burial who has overwhelmed Shenshan for ten thousand years. The truth is actually like this.

Yunsu's phantom body was not in a hurry, with clouds growing under his feet, he sat cross-legged, pointed to the puppy, and said softly:

"It's too noisy, teach it to teach us the correct and elegant way of speaking."