Fantasy: Ten consecutive draws at the beginning will make you invincible

In addition to the major caves, the other Eastern Wasteland forces also reacted fiercely.

Especially those talented people regarded Tang Chen as their imaginary enemy.

In the age of immortals, everyone wants to break the shackles of the times and become the number one immortal in Cangxuan.

Now that Tang Chen has become famous, they are both geniuses. Of course they are not willing to give in and want to compete with each other.

At this moment, as the person involved, Tang Chen was practicing hard in seclusion in Xuanling Dao Palace.

The Qilin blood in Ao Hongchen's body has been extracted.

The Blood Saint Gloves and Beiming Saint Armor were also sent to Xuanling Dao Palace.

Coupled with the miscellaneous cultivation resources, they were piled up like a small mountain, which made Ye Qingrou click her tongue just looking at them.

Therefore, Tang Chen is very busy during this time.

He was not only busy conceiving and raising the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Armor and two holy weapons, but also busy refining cultivation resources.

Back and forth, there was no time to breathe.

About a month later.

Ancestor Chunyang came to Xuanling Dao Palace.

"I heard that my good disciple has been in seclusion for the past month and has never left Xuanling Dao Palace. I have never seen him like this before. Could it be that it is too difficult to conceive and raise Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Armor?"

"But that's right, Wanjian Xianjia has been with me for more than four years, and if it suddenly changes its owner, it will inevitably lead to petty behavior."

"As a master, I must help my disciple!"

"After all, in addition to raising the Ten Thousand Sword Immortal Armor, he also needs to raise two sacred weapons, and continue to improve his cultivation. It will never affect the overall development because of one thing!"

Ancestor Chunyang said to himself.

He couldn't help but regret a little.

If he had known that Tang Chen had such a stubborn temper, he shouldn't have put so much pressure on him.

Fortunately, it’s only been a month.

Everything is too late.

Boom!

Ancestor Chunyang was about to step into the Xuanling Dao Palace. Without any warning, a streak of sword light shot up into the sky, tearing apart the heavy clouds.

Looking at it carefully, this sword light is actually made up of thousands of sword lights.

The sword light sometimes transformed into a dragon, sometimes into a phoenix, changing in a single thought, causing the void to tremble violently.

Finally, those sword lights disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

This scene happened in a moment.

As a result, many Xuanjian Dongtian brothers, and even elders and senior officials, did not notice it at all.

However, Patriarch Chunyang saw it really 꾿꾿.

His whole body was stagnant in place, his mouth was wide open, his eyes were empty, and his expression was extremely complicated.

"Master, why didn't you notify me when you came?"

At this moment, Tang Chen walked out of Xuanling Dao Palace.

At this moment, he has already worn the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Armor and the Beiming Holy Armor on his body, and his hands are still wearing the Blood Holy Fist Gloves.

All around, there is either sword light lingering, or dim light and blood light intertwining.

With every move, little bits of rays of light fall down.

Like an immortal who fights bloody battles with eight swords.

Ancestor Chunyang looked at Tang Chen blankly.

After a while, he finally uttered a sentence: "Have you...already fully conceived the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Armor and the two holy weapons?"

"I'm sorry to disappoint Master!"

Tang Chen scratched his head and said with an embarrassed expression: "The process of conceiving and raising the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Armor and two sacred weapons is really boring, so I allocated part of my time to practice."

"Because of this, I didn't become pregnant until now. As for cultivation, yesterday I was able to step on the ninth level of Ten Thousand Dharmas!"

Tang Chen was not pretentious in his words.

He has understood all the laws of the world. As long as he cultivates with all his strength, he will soon reach the state of unity. It does not take a month at all.

The process of conceiving and raising the Immortal Armor of Ten Thousand Swords and two holy weapons is really boring, and I really can't devote myself to it.

Add 껗 to tease Tuntun, 뀪 and point Ye Qingrou.

One 뀞four uses, which greatly delays the time.

"kindness……"

Ancestor Chunyang fell into silence.

He suddenly remembered his worries just now.

Every time I think of one, my heart beats faster.

In the end, he felt a little breathless and almost couldn't stand firmly.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Tang Chen asked.

Ancestor Chunyang glanced at Tang Chen and remained silent.

He turned around silently, his back seemed to have aged several years.

"What do you mean, an old man who has been in business for more than four years can no longer hold on after a month when he meets a younger and more talented master."

"Well, hello, my disciple. You have no points in your cultivation talent. Why do you need to fool around?"

"In this free time, don't you enjoy listening to more ditties and scolding the Blood Sword more?"

The more Ancestor Chunyang thought about it, the more he realized this.

Finally, he took out the sound transmission jade slip and said in a low voice: "Xuejian, come to my attic quickly, I want to scold...놋I need to explain something!"

The other side.

When Tang Chen saw Ancestor Chunyang leaving, he was very sensible and didn't bother him.

While he was breathing, he started today's lottery.

bite--

"Congratulations to the host for winning the two-star prize: 껜雪灵뀑."

Tang Chen didn't even look at it and threw the medicine directly into the world.

During this period, he refined a Mysterious Sword Immortal again and consumed a lot of cultivation resources.

Ordinary spirits like this could not detect Dharma at all, so they were basically left to Tun Tun and Ye Qingrou.

꺘Days ago, Tuntun successfully stepped into the Returning Realm.

Ye Qingrou also made a slight breakthrough, stepped on the eighth level of ten thousand arts, and was hitting the ninth level of ten thousand arts.

"Why don't you find something to do during the break?"

Tang Chen couldn't help but said seriously.

But after thinking about it, he realized that he had nothing to do.

Now in Xuanjian Cave Heaven, the men have become fans, and the women have become fans.

A group of elders have become the leaders of the fan club.

What kind of pretense and slap in the face, what kind of pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, does not exist, and even the shadow cannot be found.

"Is this the life of a time traveler, so plain and boring, it makes me miss Ao Hongchen a little bit."

Tang Chen sighed slightly.

At this time.

Outside the Xuanling Taoist Palace, a hearty voice sounded.

"Jian Wushuang wants to see the junior master!"

"Come in." Tang Chen said casually.

After the words fell, Jian Wushuang walked in quickly, with a respectful look on his face.

Now Jian Wushuang has also become a little fan of Tang Chen.

If it weren't for his Taoist identity, he would have wanted to apply to be transferred to the Xuanling Taoist Palace and become Tang Chen's sword boy.

"What's the matter?" Tang Chen looked at Jian Wushuang.

"Report to Junior Master, yesterday Qingzhou suddenly had a strange phenomenon. It is said that a towering mountain range was suspended in the sky, appearing and disappearing, with fairy music, just like a fairy mountain. If nothing unexpected happens, this phenomenon should be caused by Kunlun's secret treasure."

"In my opinion, the Kunlun secret treasure will be officially opened in seven days at most!"

Jian Wushuang took a deep breath.

While speaking, he could not hide his excitement at all.