Ye Fan's fingertips overflowed with a strand of gold thread, cut open the rock wall, and immediately a little blue light flowed out, revealing half of the knife handle. He grabbed it with his hand and pulled it out forcefully. eyes.
"Clang!"
It was a turquoise dagger, and when it was pulled out completely, it made a crisp metallic trembling sound, surrounded by green clouds, and extremely sharp. It is no more than half a foot long, like a pool of clear water, crystal clear, with bursts of cold air radiating from it.
Ye Fan knew that this extraordinary thing, the weapon put away by the Yaozu emperor, must be extraordinary.
"Haha..." At this moment, a red-faced fat Taoist rushed to drive Shenhong, although he looked bloated, but his movements were very light, and he landed silently like a fallen leaf, and said with a smile: "Luck, I didn't expect to catch a psychic weapon." At this point, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed the dagger in Ye Fan's hand, showing a kind smile, and said: "My child, this is a murder weapon. If you can't hold it, come, let the Dao Lord subdue it."
Ye Fan wanted to punch his chubby red face very much, this fat Taoist priest was too rude, he really fooled him like a child, so he dodged backwards. The fat Taoist priest was very nimble, with a slight turn of his big hand, he grabbed the dagger with a swipe, and said with a big smile, "My child, I will remember this favor. The mountains don't turn around, and we will meet again next time. Daoist, I will take care of you." Thank you very much."
After the fat Taoist said these words, he slapped his ass and left. With a sound of "chi", he rode the Shenhong soaring into the sky.
"Fatty, I remember you!" Ye Fan cursed softly, and shook his fist vigorously at the sky. He was really unwilling to be robbed of the psychic weapon he got.
"Master Dao, I'm not that fat, I'm just strong." The fat Taoist priest in his thirties has very sensitive ears. He has already flown more than a hundred meters, but he still heard Ye Fan's whisper, and turned his head to reveal a snow-white mouth. Teeth, smiling brightly, said: "See you next time, Dao Lord will bring you good luck."
Ye Fan saw that his spiritual sense was so sharp, he didn't dare to say anything, and rolled his eyes to that side, watching the fat Taoist swaying away.
Indeed, many psychic weapons escaped from the tomb of the Demon Emperor, and the rays of light radiated in all directions, rushing in all directions. Numerous monks drove the divine rainbow and kept chasing after it. The sky above this primitive ruin was full of light and shadow.
"Hey!"
Just half a quarter of an hour later, another divine rainbow shot towards Ye Fan, which frightened him so much that he hurriedly dodged. A streak of red clouds gathered together like a burning cloud, rushed over quickly, and plunged into the stone wall in front of it.
Ye Fan was a little surprised, he felt that he was really lucky, and felt happy for a while, just now a dagger was blackmailed by the fat Taoist priest, and another weapon appeared in front of him. He vigilantly looked around, saw no one was passing by, his fingertips were shining with golden threads, he quickly cut open the stone wall, dug out a blood-colored bead, and streaks of red clouds shot out in all directions.
"Hahaha..." There was a burst of laughter, and a fat Taoist priest from Yuankong grinned almost to the ear, and rushed forward driving Shenhong.
"Damn!" Ye Fan cursed in his heart, grabbed the bead surrounded by Chixia, turned around and ran away.
"Pindao really has a destiny with my little friend, and I don't want to meet so soon." The fat Taoist grinned happily, and landed in front of Ye Fan with a "swipe", blocking his way, and stretched out his big fat hand , smiled and said: "This treasure is destined for the poor, so I borrowed it from you."
"Daozhang, you are too bullying." Ye Fan was furious, grabbed the radiant bead, stepped back, and said, "You have already taken away a psychic weapon from me, and I can't give you this one."
"This bead was transformed by a demon. You can't hold it down, little friend. The poor Taoist is here to subdue it for your own good." The fat Taoist blushed, and stretched out his fat hand with a smile, and swiped the red bead. The beads were collected.
Ye Fan was so angry that his teeth were itchy, and said: "Master Dao, didn't you say that meeting again will bring me good luck, and you are going to thank me well? Why are you robbing me again? You have already got a dagger. Give me back this bead."
"That's wrong. Little friend, don't you understand?" The fat Taoist smiled happily, boasting without shame, and said, "It's because of you that we formed a good relationship when we met for the first time. That's why there was a second reunion, which led me to come here to subdue this bead transformed from a demon, and help you avoid a bad luck, this is the good fruit of your good fate."
"Damn..." Ye Fan really had the urge to beat him up, he really wanted to leave a shoe sole imprint on that fat face, but considering the fat Taoist priest's unfathomable cultivation, he resisted the urge .
"Wuliang Tianzun, my little friend will meet again by fate, and I will go on a poor way!" The fat Taoist twisted his buttocks, controlled the Shenhong, soared into the sky, and disappeared with a "chi slip".
"Fatty, don't see each other again in this life!" Ye Fan's face was full of bad luck, and he felt quite annoyed. This unscrupulous Taoist priest is really wicked.
"boom!"
In the distance, the five big figures shot again violently, knocking down the other corner of the demon emperor's tomb with their powerful weapons. Suddenly, the sun shone brightly, and more psychic weapons rushed out. Even if the five powerhouses are invincible, it is impossible to stop all the gods rising from the sky, and many weapons have fled away. All the monks around showed joy, and controlled the rainbow, rushing in all directions to intercept those rays of light.
Ye Fan sat on the rocky mountain depressedly, looking at the rays of light in the sky, he had no choice but to say to himself: "This fat man, an unscrupulous evil Taoist priest, curse him for being robbed, and don't even give him the Taoist robe Down!"
"Hey!"
In the far sky, a ray of purple clouds rushed towards him like a stream of light, quickly sinking into the rock wall in front of him. Ye Fan's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it. It was really weird that a third psychic weapon was shot here.
"This place..." He faintly felt that there was something wrong with this cliff. There must be something strange here, otherwise there would be such a coincidence in this world. How could there be psychic weapons sinking into the same cliff one after another.
This time, Ye Fan didn't act rashly, but waited for a long time, seeing that no one else was passing by, he walked over slowly, and said to himself: "This time the fat man won't show up..."
He carefully dug up the stone wall, and suddenly there were streams of intoxicating purple light flowing out, shining crystals on his palms, the purple air permeated, making people feel very comfortable, it turned out to be a purple finger, Zixia Daodao, Ruicai Thousands of articles, people like it at first glance.
"Unscrupulous fat man, steal two of my treasures, otherwise I have already collected three." Ye Fan was indignant, and said: "This time, he finally didn't find out."
"Come here!" Ye Fan just finished talking to himself, when a fat figure appeared again, with a happy smile on his face, wrinkles on his forehead, his big mouth cracked to the base of his ears, and his back molars were exposed When he came out, he laughed loudly and said, "Sure enough, I have a predestined relationship with my little friend."
"Damn..." Ye Fan's face turned green, he never thought that the fat Taoist priest would stick to him like a dog's skin plaster, and said angrily, "You are destined to be a ghost!"
"You and I are really destined." The fat Taoist, without blushing and heartbeat, counted on his fingers with a serious look, and said, "Look, in just a short moment, we have met three times. How can we say that we are not destined, God will ah!"
"Heavenly, he's a grandfather!" Ye Fan raised his foot and wanted to kick his fat buttocks twice, but considering the strength gap between the two sides, he finally held back his anger, walked to the side, and pointed at Yuankong. Shouted: "Psychic weapons..."
He threw the wrench out forcefully, even if someone snatched it, he didn't want to let this unscrupulous Taoist get it again, otherwise he would have to vomit blood from anger. Purple light pierced the sky.
The reaction speed of the fat Taoist priest did not match his figure, and he rushed out with a "whoosh". Before the Ziyu finger could fly a hundred meters away, he caught it in his hand, and then landed with a smile on his face, saying : "It's God's will, God's will."
Ye Fan really felt like vomiting blood, this fat man is too despicable and shameless, he is trying to annoy others.
"Master Dao, don't you think it's too much?" Ye Fan's forehead was twitching with veins, and he said: "The monks have a bit of character, okay, you can't be so greedy."
"Pimpedao has always been self-disciplined. Foreign objects are difficult to touch the fundamental heart. Always wipe it diligently, and the heart is like the moon shining in the sky."
Seeing his look like a magic stick, Ye Fan's forehead was full of black lines, and he said: "Since you are so self-disciplined, give me back my things!"
"The monk is merciful. Only because of the good relationship between you and me, the poor Taoist has worked hard to resolve three disasters for you, reluctantly, and suppressed the three demons with his own stinky skin." The fat Taoist priest looked very simple and honest with compassion on his face. After reciting the name of the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, he acted like a worldly master.
"You goddamn stick... I rely on it!" Ye Fan gritted his teeth and said, "Taoist priest, what's your surname?"
"Miangui's surname is Duan De, and his name is Duan De."
"No wonder you are so wicked, Duan De, Duan De, it is obvious that you have broken your virtue!"