The God of Destruction

Pan Chen looked at the Tie who took off and said: "Who is it last night?"

"It is still questioned, may be seven dollars."

"Seven Yuanpai?"

"You are very far from us last night." Xu Fan added: "Do you just upgrade to a differential device?" Use this will fly the sword. "

"This is not very good, is it?" Pan Chen looked very calm and it seems a bit suspicious.

"This is normal in Xiuxian World." Xu Fan Zhang face his face and took a sigh of melancholy.

Later, Xu Fan told Pan Chen to the murder of the murderer, so he began to realize that Xiuxian is not a beautiful place.

Xu Fan suddenly thought of some things during the speech. When he turned around, he said: "Now you push the magic device to me."

Pan Chen didn't understand what this is, dizzy, nodded, put the flying sword in the palm of his hand, the manager condensed in his hand, transporting it to the flying sword.

Their swing was shaken, slowly floating, more stable than the wood sword last night.

"Try with the gods to attach it to it."

Pan Chen closed his eyes, reached out, walked around the flying sword.

Suddenly, he seems to feel a kind of control, God wants to move, the sword will start.

Pan Chen's heart was happy, and his face broke out.

However, Xu Fan stared at the sword that would fly moved.

Suddenly, the sword lost control, and fell into Pan Chen's hand, he was also surprised, I feel that there is something in my body.

Xu Fanmei is a 10% discount, holding Pan Chen's hand, holding hands. The sacred thoughts penetrate into Panchen's body.

Pan Chen also didn't know what happened, see Xu Fan's focus, did not dare to disturb.

After drinking a kung fu tea, Xu Fan closed his hand and looked very solemn. He pinched down with his right hand and said: "I barely press this device last night. I will use it immediately. I thought it was advanced. Is it really because of the spirit of my spirit?"

Pan Chen is very confused, I don't understand what Xu Fan said.

"Brothers, in general, the root growing in the vicinity of Dantian, and your roots are in the spine. Although there are many factors affect the mana," Xu Fan lowered, and said.

Listening to Xu Fan said this, Pan Chen seems to understand a lot, the previous progress is to see something.

"Brothers, use Lingshi to restore magic to saturation." Xu Fan suddenly thought of an idea, said.

Pan Chen is very confused, but he did this. He sat down and held the soil and started to absorb the spiritual power inside to recover the mana.

The velocity of soil paste the spiritual power is better than before, and the pain of entering the meridians' spiritual power has disappeared.

When Pan Chen was solemn, Xu Fan looked very frustrated and did not say anything. He used his eyes to fly sword.

Pan Chen understood the meaning of Xu Fan, picking up the sword, urged the flying sword like before. However, the degree of the sword is the same as last time.

He also felt clearly that his mana just resumed has lost its strength.

Xu Fan explained: "Exercise." He left Pan Chen's residence.

Although Pan Chen didn't understand why Xu Fan would like this, he understood why there was no mana, he could not hold the magic weapon. He thinks all, stand up, moved down, left his house.

Pan Chen plans to go to the bookstore last night. He walked into the collector and did not stay there for a long time. He chose several books he needed, and directly bought it directly. These books are not worth money. Third, four can be bought with a Lingshi.

After that, Pan Chen returned to his residence and read these books carefully.

After all, he will ultimately face other fairy practitioners and face the fairy tale world.

In the East Government.

The white-haired old man is sitting on the wooden chair in the center of the cave, one hand is on the head, the eyes are closed, as if you sleep. Long white hair is very shallow on the face, covering a little old state.

After a while, Xu Fan came in from outside, and he said:

"I don't know, Master, what can I do for my disciples?"

"I heard that you and your seven brothers caught a seven-dollar person last night." The old man is very straight and said slowly.

"I was originally a disciple and a second brother last night, but the second brother was closed, so he went to the eighth division."

"Well" old man nodded: "Wu Qi has reached the bottleneck of the ninth layer of refined gas, is trying to break through, it is best not to bother him recently."

"Disciples listen to the instructions from Master."

"How is your eight brothers practiced?" The old man stroked the beard and asked.

"It was raised to the level of refining gas last night." Xu Fan did not dare to ignore and immediately said.

"Oh, only more than ten years, practice has reached the level of refining gas, which is very good." The old man called up, and his face was full of joy. He asked: "Have you seen him practice?"

"The disciples often come to the eight brothers, have seen them several times."

"Do you find any questions?"

Xu Fail is surprised, and the head is slightly, I don't know how to answer it.

"Well" The old man stopped his hand, he opened his eyes, looked at Xu Fan, deeply embarrassed.

"The disciples have not found it for the time being." Xu Fan clarified his fist and hurriedly said.

"Well, this is a reward of the school." When he spoke, a waving long sleeve, a storage bag flew out of it.

Xu Fail used his hands to grab the flight storage bag and expressed gratitude to him.

When the old man listened to this sentence, he just held his hand and did not do anything.

"Disciple Ye" Xu Zil wants to leave the elderly in the elderly.

Pan Chen sat on the bed and looked at a little book on the stone.

Outside the window, the moonlight is poured down, and it has spent nearly 20 days of prison life, and he adapts to the habit of sunset and rest.

When he reached out, he gave a yawn and was very tired. Collect the book and stone, safely fell asleep.

The room turned black, only the moon worn over the window sill.

Although it looks similar to the underground cell, there is an extra light in Pan Chen, he can master.

Chapter 1901 of the world's common sense

In the next few days, Pan Chen has always lived in his residence, rarely goes. In addition to practicing, I also read the book I bought, and I found some common sense about the world of fairy.