The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

　　 As the world turned around, Liang Yan felt a huge force coming from his back, and then everything was calm again.

　　 He opened his eyes and saw the darkness all around him.

　　 Unexpectedly, this time when he was teleporting, he actually fell on his back with his back facing the ground, and he was really embarrassed.

　　 "If you want to take it, you must give it first."

　　 This is a line of small characters that Liang Yan saw in the mouth of the golden dragon head at that time.

　　 "It turns out that the key to the portal entrance is the half bottle of galaxy sand!"

　　 He struggled to sit up from the ground, feeling the bones all over his body falling apart.

"If this Xinghe sand really has the effect that Zhao Xunzhen said, let alone the foundation-building monk, even the monks in the Ju Yuan realm will be moved when they see it. I am afraid that only the hairy boy who has just entered the cultivator will be affected by this sentence. Give it up for inexplicable words."

　　 Liang Yan laughed at self-deprecating thoughts like this. At that time, he threw Xinghe Sand into the mouth of the dragon's head. In fact, it was forced by the situation and forced to do it. Unexpectedly, finally opened the teleportation circle and teleported it here.

　　 He sat cross-legged, the "mixing power" in his body was running quietly, repairing the injuries in his body while observing the movement around him.

　　 Liang Yan suffered from some skin trauma. He was already physically strong. With this exercise, he was healed after a while.

　　 As the injury recovered, he casually played a magic trick, emitting a golden light to illuminate the surroundings, wanting to see the surrounding situation clearly.

　　 However, it is okay if this is not taken. Under the photo, his heart suddenly burst!

　　 because he was sitting cross-legged alone!

　　 This man is in tattered clothes, his hair is half black and gray, his eyes are muddy, and he has only white eyes and no pupils. At this moment, he was putting an old face in front of Liang Yan, almost to the point where his face was close to his face.

　　 Liang Yan took a cold breath when he saw it. He was very confident in his mixing skills. Not to mention the sound of people's breathing, the leaves fell within a few meters of the surroundings, and he couldn't hide from his ears.

　　 However, this person was sitting in front of him just now, and he didn't even feel it at all!

　　 "Could it be that this person is not breathing?" A strange thought arose in Liang Yan's mind.

　　 He boldly looked at the old man, but at this moment he saw that his breathing was steady, he was clearly a big living person.

　　 "Dare to ask who your Excellency is?"

　　 Liang Yan did not act rashly, he could not feel this person's cultivation. This person either has a cultivation base far beyond his imagination, or he really has no cultivation base.

　　 No matter what it is, there is no need to act rashly.

　　 However, the person opposite did not make a sound. Instead, he stretched out his right index finger and pointed at the palm of his hand.

　　 Liang Yan was shocked, and subconsciously retracted his hands. Unexpectedly, the index finger of the opposite person was like a tarsal maggot, closely following his palm.

　　 At that moment, Liang Yan felt inevitable.

　　 The old man’s index finger finally fell, and he was writing and drawing, and he actually wrote two words on the palm of Liang Yan’s palm:

　　 "Turtle nine!"

　　 Liang Yan only understood his intentions at this time, and couldn't help but ask in surprise:

　　 "This is the name of the senior?"

　　 The old man looked dull and nodded slightly towards him.

　　 Feeling that this person is not malicious towards him, Liang Yan breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his head and looked at the darkness around him, with many questions in his heart, so he asked again:

　　 "Senior, do you know where this is?"

　　 "Refining Thunder Sea." The old man wrote in his palm.

　　 "Refining Thunder Sea?"

　　 Liang Yan's face was puzzled. Although it was dark here, the surrounding area was calm and there was no trace of thunder. How could it be called the sea of ​​refining thunder?

　　 Furthermore, Liang Yan seemed to have some impression of the name Lian Leihai, but I couldn't remember where I saw it.

　　 He shook his head, and then rushed to the opposite Guijiu and asked, "How did the senior come here? Why are you trapped here?"

　　 Guijiu did not answer this time, but wrote in the palm of his hand:

　　 "No way!"

　　 Liang Yan felt the three words in his hand, and couldn't help frowning. Gui Jiu seemed to be aware of his emotions, and wrote on the palm of his hand:

　　 "I was hit by a forbidden curse. I can't speak with my mouth, but can only write by hand. Even so, many things are still not written."

　　 "That's it." Liang Yan said suddenly: "This is the masterpiece of the tomb owner again!"

After 　　 Guijiu listened, but did not make any statement, but sat quietly in place.

　　 "If you don't tell me, I know!"

　　 Liang Yan stood up after speaking, and raised his hand to play a magic trick, which strengthened the golden aura in front of him a bit, and he looked around at the same time.

Unexpectedly, this dark space is not big. It didn’t take long before Liang Yan walked to a wall that was piled up with thatch. He walked around the edge and found that the place he was in was actually a thatch. Inside the house.

　　 It’s just that I don’t know what’s weird in this place, my aura can only illuminate the surrounding three inches, so that I can’t see the whole picture before.

　　 Since it is a thatched house, there must be a wooden door.

　　 Liang Yan is standing in front of the wooden door at this moment.

　　 After hesitating for a moment, he finally put his hand on the door bolt and decided to open the wooden door to see what happened. And Gui Jiu behind him still sat on the ground with a dull look, as if he didn't care about what he did.

　　 "Squeak." With a sound, as the wooden door was pulled open by Liang Yan, a force of force suddenly rushed towards Liang Yan's Lingtai.

　　 rumbling!

　　 Liang Yan's soul does not belong to ~www.ltnovel.com~ for a moment, it seems to be shaken out of the body.

　　 I saw black snakes dancing wildly outside, their mighty majesty.

　　 There is a sea of ​​thunder here!

　　Amidst the thunder sea, there are all weird black lightnings, which are beating madly, and the hut that I am in is just an island in the vast thunder sea.

　　 In this heaven and earth, Liang Yanshen was robbed of him, unable to move half a step at all, and a heart was almost raised in his throat.

　　 At this moment, the turtle nine behind him raised his hand and saw a black light the size of a goose egg flying out, instantly falling into Liang Yan's palm.

　　 As soon as that thing entered Liang Yan's palm, there was a warm and moist feeling. This feeling soaked people's hearts, Liang Yan's three souls and six souls were able to return to their place. He immediately closed the wooden door with his backhand without any hesitation, and then quickly inserted the door bolt, which shut the Huang Huang Tianwei outside the door.

　　 Liang Yan was shocked. At this moment, he looked at the thing in his hand and realized that it was a mottled turtle shell. He turned to look at Gui Jiu, and couldn't help but smile wryly:

　　 "The kid is reckless, thank you senior for helping me!"

　　 He said that he threw the turtle shell in his hand back to Gui Jiu, and then Gui Jiu took the tortoise shell, stretched out his hand and wrote a letter on the ground:

　　 "This is the Taoist Taiyin Thunder, don't force it."

　　 "Taiyin God Thunder, refining Thunder Sea..." something suddenly flashed in Liang Yan's heart, "Could it be that this is the Taoist Three Nine Great Array?"

　　 Guijiu showed an expression of surprise after hearing this. He looked up at Liang Yan, and nodded approvingly.

　　 "If it's really the ninth and nineteenth formation, how can I find a way to survive?" Liang Yan said bitterly.