He took the spear and stared at the spear that seemed to have no trace for a while. Then he slapped his little Qiankun bag and took out the Dingtian stick in the bag.

This Dingtian Stick shines brightly today, whether in the hands of Mr. Zhiyi or in the hands of that Ji Xuantu, it is full of light, which makes people dare not look directly at it.

Now, this ordinary Dingtian stick, like a fire stick, suddenly trembled when it hit Fang Ling's dark spear.

A yellow-yellow energy rushed out of the Dingtian stick. This energy soared into the sky and turned into a snake, giving people a feeling of choosing people to eat.

However, this Teng Snake did not dare to approach the black spear. Although the black spear did not react at all, it can be seen from the Teng Snake's reaction that it was a little afraid of the black spear.

Pure Yang treasure, spirituality is formed by the gathering of complete Taoist patterns, which is a step further than the spiritual treasure.

Now, the Dingtian Stick in Mr. Zhiyi's hand actually showed this kind of performance to a spear that had not changed. Even Mr. Zhiyi's face also showed a hint of shock.

Originally, in his estimate, the black spear that Fang Ling took out should be at the same level as his Dingtian Stick, but now it seems that Fang Ling's black spear seems to be far higher than the Dingtian Stick.

Otherwise, Dingtian Stick would not have reacted like this.

Mr. Zhiyi was so familiar with the Dingtian Stick that he could no longer be familiar with. He pinched the magic tricks, and in just half a quarter of an hour, the Dingtian Stick returned to its original state.

Fang Ling was just about to ask Mr. Zhiyi about his spear. Mr. Zhiyi waved his hand at him, and then looked at Dingtian Stick. He looked like he listened.

A quarter of an hour later, Mr. Zhiyi took the Dingtian stick back into his small Qiankun bag. Then he smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Fang, I have to admit that you can always surprise me."

"Your spear should be a pure yang treasure, and a pure yang treasure that surpasses my Dingtian Stick. As long as you can fully grasp this gun, your cultivation will definitely be able to go to a higher level."

Fang Ling knew that his gun was extraordinary. From Mr. Zhiyi's expression just now, he could feel that this gun seemed to be stronger than the Dingtian Stick.

Now, he only cares about one thing. That is how he should use this spear.

You can't let it work as soon as you want it. When it doesn't work, it will be of no use.

"I really don't know what to do about how to use your gun." Mr. Zhiyi shook his head and said to Fang Ling's question without hesitation: "Although I can control the Dingtian Stick, this is because this Dingtian Stick has been left in Zongzhou since the beginning. The guardians of our Zongzhou's past dynasties can use it."

"There is only one thing I can tell you. That is, you need to communicate more with this treasure gun. The more you know about it, the possibility of using it is..."

Mr. Zhiyi was halfway through his words. His face suddenly changed. He looked into the distance and a trace of light rose from his eyes.

This is a sharp light that can pierce the void.

Just as Mr. Zhiyi's eyes flashed, a team of roaring tiger flags were constantly coming out of the teleportation array ten miles outside the capital of Zongzhouzhong.

Outside the teleportation array, although several Nascent Soul Ancestors were preparing to use the teleportation array to go to various places, when they saw the roaring tiger battle flag, they all stood respectfully.

The treasure cart pulled by eight blood-red dragon horses slowly walked out of the teleportation array, and a fierce murderous intent rushed straight to three thousand miles.

The Nascent Soul monks who were waiting bowed respectfully when they saw the murderous intentions soaring into the sky and said, "We will pay homage to you... Emperor!"

No one spoke in the carriage, but the Nascent Soul Ancestors just waited for the carriages to rumbling away before they raised their heads one by one.

"Emperor Tiandu, he...he is really here!" A Nascent Soul Ancestor looked at the carriage and horses that were leaving, and said with a hint of trembling in his words.

But his companions didn't speak, but the fear in their eyes could not be concealed.

"It seems that this auction is really lively!" A man with a gloomy look flashed in his eyes, said quietly.

The rolling murderous intent was like a tide, covering the Zhongjing city of Zongzhou in an instant!

Although this murderous intent flashed away, it was telling everyone that he, the Emperor Tiandu, one of the five powerful men in the world, had arrived!

The murderous intent of Emperor Tiandu appears quickly and retracts it quickly. In just a moment, the murderous intent that enveloped the void disappeared completely.

However, all the monks above the Nascent Soul and above in the entire Zongzhou changed their faces. This Emperor Tiandu never played according to common sense.

There are four of the five most powerful people in the world who have dealt with. This Emperor Tiandu has also dealt with in Beihai.

If the conflict between him and Yan Chenzhou is irreconcilable, then he has only one thing for the Emperor Tiandu who is particular about killing but has no grandfather's demeanor, and he doesn't like it at all.

As one of the five strongest people in the world, in order to kill the Beihai Deep Sky Ancestor, he colluded with Tianzi Zheng Xi and Dizi Lin Yu to attack.

In Fang Ling's opinion, Yan Chenzhou should never be able to do such a dirty behavior.

So what he dislikes the most is the Emperor Tiandu. Because of this person's methods of doing things, he is a little reluctant to interact with this person too deeply.

In the ordinary people's feelings, Emperor Tiandu's murderous intent is like a tide, endless, not only endless, but also implicit a huge erroneousness.

A kind of terrible force that turns into a huge tide that destroys everything.

However, in Fang Ling's feeling, the Emperor Tiandu was quite different from before. It can be seen that his injuries in the Beihai have not been completely recovered in the past two years.

Fang Ling looked at Mr. Zhiyi who was standing beside him and chuckled: "I have expressed my fighting spirit to you as the master. Should I also respond to him?"

Mr. Zhiyi waved his hand but did not speak. However, there was a hint of mystery in his expression.

Just when Fang Ling was guessing what Mr. Zhiyi meant, he felt that the plants in Mr. Zhiyi's courtyard, no, should be said to be the plants in the entire Tianxiayuan suddenly grew wildly.

In just a blink of an eye, the vine, which was originally only one foot tall, suddenly rose to three feet high. The leaves that had just grown became lush and extremely prosperous at this moment.

Fang Ling's divine consciousness flashed and he had already enveloped his divine consciousness within a hundred miles around the Tianxiayuan. As a result, he discovered that the plants in the Tianxiayuan had grown a lot taller at once.

Even some rare herbs have increased their medicinal effects for several years, and even the big tree has become thicker.

"Jin Songzi came uninvited, please forgive me, Mr. Yi!" An elegant voice suddenly rang out in the void.

This sound is not too high, but no high notes in the world can suppress the unconscious sound.

Jin Songzi is one of the top five in the world. She is also the only one Fang Ling has never seen before.

When he was trapped in a small world, he was still Luo Xi's ancestor of the Deep Sky, and talked to Fang Ling about the other four people in the world.

Luo Xi didn't say much about Yan Chenzhou. The one she mentioned the most was Jin Songzi and Mr. Zhiyi.

Luo Xi’s evaluation of Mr. Zhiyi is very good, but she bluntly summarized it with four words - beasts in clothes and clothes!

Although Luo Xi did not say why she gave this evaluation to this powerful man who is also the top five in the world, Fang Ling had already made a conclusion to Jin Songzi based on Luo Xi's words alone.

After all, Luo Xi was the closest person he was at that time. In that small world, Luo Xi was even more unlikely to deceive Jin Songzi on this irrelevant matter.

After hearing Jin Songzi's words, Mr. Zhiyi showed a faint sarcasm on his face: "Since fellow Jin Songzi has arrived, why don't you come to my place to sit?"

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"But since sir has a trick, how dare I not come without Jin Songzi!"

As soon as the voice fell, Fang Ling felt a breeze blowing around him. A man in a green robe appeared in front of him lightly under the compliment of the four boys in white.

This man in blue was as elegant as a god, and the four boys standing beside him each had a golden face. Although he could not be called ugly, he could not be called handsome.

But each of these four boys has the strength of the peak of the Golden Pill.

The peak Jindan Zhenren is the main combat power among many sects, but they are just the most ordinary boys around Jin Songzi.

It should even be said that they are just servants of Jin Songzi. That's all.

"Meet the gentleman. Since we parted in Baiyun Valley that day, we have not seen each other for at least two hundred years. I am so happy to see that the gentleman looks like he used to!"

Jin Songzi's free and easy fist clasped her fists, which made people feel that they were all good at physical and spiritual movements.

Mr. Zhiyi also smiled faintly and said, "I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Jin Song, you will also come to Zongzhou. Since you are here, please sit down and talk."

Mr. Zhiyi was very polite to Jin Songzi, so polite that it made people feel like they were staying away. However, Jin Songzi seemed to be unaware of this feeling and didn't care at all. He smiled faintly and his eyes fell on Fang Ling.

"If I read it correctly, you should be Fang Ling, who has risen recently, who has no opponent in Xumi. He is much stronger than our old guys!"

Jin Songzi said this and smiled slightly, "Especially, Brother Fang Ling, you attacked Deep Sky Island in the North Sea, and that hateful guy, Tiandu, suffered a loss. When I heard this, I praised him with high-fives."

"Although Yan Chenzhou and Shenkong have already reached the sky, I dare say that the world in the future still belongs to young people like you." (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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