The Fairy Tale

Valdoril stared at the puzzled Reg, with an undisguised smile in his bewitching red eyes: "Otherwise, the two chasing guys will give us time, slowly Are you chatting there?"

Looking at Valdoril's eyes, Reg became more and more sure of the relationship between this guy and Lambert. Lambert was his teacher, and when he asked about Lambert, he did not hide the strangeness in his eyes.

Reg raised his head and looked left and right. Sure enough, there was white mist everywhere, and the visibility was terribly low. Reg sighed: "Now that we have escaped the pursuit of Hailar and Sires, how can we get out now? "

Valdoril chuckled and said: "Don't worry, because my eyes are different from ordinary people, this valley can't trap me. You may not know that this valley has become a place for me to escape. The best place, when I entered the Odin Sword Sect, I was chased and killed, and it was here that I got rid of the pursuers..."

Reg was taken aback, but immediately felt a little funny in his heart. One of the Seven Forbidden Lands, which made the entire continent fearful, has become the home of Valdoril, the dragon singing demon of the dark six demons. Sanctuary, with this sanctuary, I am afraid that no one in the world can kill him.

Now that he had walked out of the ** Valley back then, Reg put down the worries in his heart, stared at Valdoril and said: "You have asked clearly what you want to ask, then take me out, I am afraid that my teacher will There's always trouble."

Valdoril shook his head and smiled: "Don't worry, it's just some minor troubles at most, not to mention that your teacher is very strong in her own right, and she's a seventh-level pharmacist, not to mention she has the image of Carmena." With her sisters around, Kamena will not just sit idly by, and the power of the Pharmacist Association, even a holy place like Leiyinmen, will never dare to offend."

Reg looked at Valdoril in surprise: "You seem to know everything?"

Valdoril's face was somewhat smug: "There are really not many things I don't know."

Reg's eyes were a little strange, he stared at Valdoril, and asked curiously: "I want to ask... how old are you really?"

Valdoril asked with a smile: "Is my real age? I am 85 years old this year... You are the second person who knows my age."

85 years old, no wonder he is so powerful, but judging from his face, it seems that he is also a strong man who entered the king rank in his 30s, and he is definitely a top genius.

"Who was the first man, was it Lambert?"

Reg suddenly remembered Lambert and couldn't help asking.

Valdoril nodded and said: "Yes, you don't need to guess too much, there are some things that you don't know yet, I can only tell you, I will come to you again... Well, waiting After you become stronger."

Doubts arose in Reg's mind. When he became stronger, would he come to him again?Something that is not yet known?

"Okay, I'll wait for you to come to me." Reg knew that no matter what he asked at this moment, the other party would not answer him, so he replied simply and stood up at the same time: "What should we do now?"

Valdoril shook his head with a smile and said: "Don't worry, those two guys must still be watching from above, maybe they are also waiting for us to go out, let's stay here for a few days before we talk."

Reg groaned and sat down again. Here, he didn't dare to rush in. He didn't think he could get out of this abyss, he had better listen to Valdoril. Anyway, it seemed that Valdoril didn't treat him well. There is no hostility.

"You are practicing Ice Art, what fighting skills have you practiced?" As if he was idle anyway, Valdoril began to ask about Reg's cultivation: "I heard that you can cast blue spiritual fire, What's going on here?"

In terms of fighting skills, Reg didn't have any secrets. He immediately listed out the fighting skills he practiced one by one. When talking about the newly learned Ice and Flame Ten Thousand Mountains, Reg added: "This thing is also from Sieg. Lan and the others snatched it from..."

Valdoril smiled lightly and said: "I know, this mountain of ice and flames is one of the trophies we snatched from the Odin Sword Sect back then... Well, it is considered a good fighting skill."

High-grade mid-level... In Valdoril's mouth, it suddenly became "not bad", and it sounded like it was just so-so...

Reg was a little speechless, but he also knew that Valdoril had the qualifications to say that. Thinking of his intrusion into the Odin Sword Sect, and now he escaped thousands of miles under the pursuit of two powerful emperors, he couldn't help asking: "Wadriel Dorrill, has your strength reached the imperial level?"

Valdoril chuckled and said: "Of course, otherwise, how could I escape from Hailar and the others? Although they are all wings of fighting spirits, the stronger the strength, the faster the flying speed will be. If I am not an emperor , they probably caught up with them long ago..."

Reg thinks so too, isn't that a large number of kings thrown away by Valdoril, Hyrule, and Sires, and they can't be seen at all?

Unexpectedly, this dragon chant demon Valdoril has entered the imperial rank, no wonder he is so arrogant, but he does have the capital of arrogance...

Then Reg told the reason why he was able to emit the blue spiritual fire. That adventure was shortened by a part, and it became a version of himself absorbing a strange substance anyway. Valdoril obviously couldn't figure it out, but was very surprised.

"Does your Lambert know about this?"

Reg shook his head and said, "He doesn't know, I only found out that I can use spiritual fire after I left Bali..."

Valdoril nodded and said with a smile, "Do you want to learn more powerful fighting skills?"

Reg looked at Valdoril in surprise, is this Valdoril still planning to teach him fighting skills?

Learning, of course I want to learn, who doesn't want to learn more powerful fighting skills?

Seeing Reg nod without hesitation, Valdoril opened his space ring and poured out a lot of things in front of Reg. Reg looked at the scrolls, booklets, pill bottles, etc. all over the floor, and felt I couldn't help but feel dizzy, this guy is really rich.

Among the items in this pile are the one that was just snatched by Valdoril today, which contains the middle-grade Saint-level Dou Qi Art and the strange bewitching horn.

Reg couldn't help pointing at the bewitching horn and asked, "What is this thing? Why did such a weird thing happen on the field today? Why did the earth dragon attack its owner?"

Valdoril picked up the bewitching horn casually, patted it and explained: "This thing is a very magical thing, and it can be regarded as a famous treasure in Leiyinmen, hehe, I didn't expect it to fall into my hands today , I'm afraid Hailar is about to vomit blood."

"This thing is called the Horn of Bewitching. Its function can be explained by the two words in its name. Bewitching, using the horn of bewitching, and using special skills to make a sound can hypnotize and confuse the opponent. Confused, not knowing where to go, and at worst being completely controlled, obeying the command of the person holding the bewitching horn, even if the opponent commits suicide, he will not hesitate at all."

"The earth dragon was confused by the sound, and was temporarily controlled by the Leiyinmen disciples. Only when its ice spear exploded did it divert its target and shoot it at its master."

Reg opened his eyes wide, and looked at the bewitching horn in surprise: "Does this require a special method to use...do you know how to use it?"

Valdoril nodded and said, "I know the technique to use, but it takes a certain amount of practice to fully control this bewitching horn."

Reg looked at Valdoril in surprise: "This should belong to Leiyinmen's sound fighting skill, right? You can also use it?"

Valdoril stared at Reg, and said with a smile: "What is my name, Dragon Singing Demon, do you know how I got here?"

Dragon chant demon?

Reg just wanted to say that he didn't know, but he suddenly remembered the battle between the Thunder Sound Sect and the disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, the roar of the tiger, and according to Mrs. Qiangwei, the most powerful sound fighting skill of this kind was the dragon chant. It can be transformed into a giant dragon and roar like a giant dragon. This kind of dragon might even have the power to suppress all monsters.

"Could it be that you also know how to perform Yin Dou skills, or even use the dragon chant of the highest level?"

Valdoril snorted: "When I was fighting those people back then, I used the dragon chant once, killed two of them on the spot, and slightly injured a few, that's why I got the name of the dragon chant celestial demon. It's just that Long Yin is not the most powerful in Yin Dou Skill."

Shaking the bewitching horn in his hand, Valdoril said casually: "Your strength is too low now, otherwise, I will teach you how to use this bewitching horn, and I will also give you this bewitching horn .”

Reg's eyes widened again, this bewitching horn was obviously a very powerful treasure, but he actually said that he wanted to give it to himself, and how to use it?

Why did he treat himself so well, was it because of Lambert?

Valdoril ignored Reg's shocked expression, picked up the box again, opened the middle-grade Saint-level Dou Qi Jue in the middle, glanced at it twice, and threw it on the ground casually: "This is not bad for others, but It's of no use to you."

Reg just looked at Valdoril casually throwing the middle-grade Saint-level Dou Qi Jue back into the pile of objects like this, just like throwing away a piece of garbage... This guy doesn't take the treasure too seriously, right? ?

Valdoril struggled for a while, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "What is your weapon?"

Reg took out Wuming first: "This is what I used before, and it is also used in general..."

Then he showed the demon-breaking giant sword: "This is what I use to cast the Ice Flame Ten Thousand Mountains, and it is also used when encountering strong enemies..."

Valdoril's eyes widened suddenly: "The magic sword inlaid with eighth-level magic crystals! Where did you come from?"

Thinking about Valdoril's attitude towards him, Reg admitted frankly: "I built it myself."

"You are actually a casting master..." Valdoril jumped up, stared at Reg with burning eyes, and suddenly laughed loudly: "It's really hard to find anywhere, it doesn't take much effort to get it, if I want to Please help me build a weapon, will you help me?"

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Hoho, red ticket, get it up, get it up...