I Can See the Experience Value

He Xiaotian stretched out his hand to pick up Pai Yao, hung him in the air, and then shook wildly.

"Spit it out! Spit it out!"

He really has no other way, and he can't fly in the air.

What if you fall into the River of Crossing and are stared at by something invincible, like swallowing thousands of fish in one bite?

Pai Yao, who was sitting on the right of He Xiaotian, shrank into a ball in an instant, shivering.

The previous scene of constant retching on the Jinshan Yinshan in the Zhushan secret room is vivid.

Roger turned his head and saw He Xiaotian who was'destructing' Pai Yao, and his whole person was in a bad state in an instant.

A brave that can only get in and can't get out, you expect it to spit out something, what about making trouble?

As a result, before Roger could speak, he saw the stone beast in He Xiaotian's hand with a big mouth.

"Oh!!"

"Wow!"

A bead-shaped spiritual energy crystal was spit out from his mouth.

Falling into the depression, it made a crisp impact.

Then, the Yulong who got the "money" finally stabilized again.

And flew to the bank of the river at a very fast speed.

About fifteen seconds later, Pai Yao, who was hanging in the air, couldn't vomit out no matter how he shook it.

He gently placed the stone beast on the seat, and then narrowed his gaze to the other one who was trembling.

"Swipe!"

I saw the brave shrank into a ball next to He Xiaotian's right hand, and took the initiative to rush into the depression, opening his mouth, spitting out spiritual energy, and maintaining the four dragons.

Vice Minister Luo, who witnessed the whole process, looked dull.

Damn it? !

The legendary Pi Xiu not only made He Xiaotian shake it until he vomited, but also made him vomit what he had eaten.

It is more shocking than the legendary stone oil extraction.

Is someone dreaming?

Don't talk about him, he is well-informed, the head of greed and anger, who doesn't change at all, has a dumbfounded look.

How can this be explained? There is no such information in the Prajna divinity!

"Patter!"

A jade book was spit out from Pai Yao's mouth.

He Xiaotian: "?!"

When Pai Yao rolled his eyes, he was about to swallow it in one bite.

It's just the piercing gaze on the back that made his movements froze.

Then a big hand picked up the jade album.

"Pop!"

He Xiaotian slapped Pai Yao on the back of the head and shouted sharply.

"Keep on vomiting, don't stop until you get to the shore."

Roger: "..."

I underestimated you. You are not Zhou Papi, you are more ruthless than Huang Shiren.

"...Yunshu?"

There are four big characters on the jade book, but for some reason, the first two characters have been damaged and cannot be recognized.

Only the remaining urns can be distinguished.

He opened the jade book and saw a spell on it.

It is a pity that most of the content is incomplete, and only a few figures are left.

"For the time being, I will record it, and I'll talk about it later." He Xiaotian muttered, and then put the jade book into the storage space. The scan level is not enough, and he is not a master of Taoism, unless he can get 10 million experience points and choose to enhance the scan after upgrading the system.

But the question is, do I still need to decompose this function?

Supernatural powers, different arts, I'm not going to improve!

"Boom—"

I don't know when, the brave lying in the depression can't spit out the spiritual energy crystal.

But to let people breathe a sigh of relief, they arrived at the bank of the river.

The four jade dragons disappeared separately, and the two fell from a height of several hundred meters.

Pixiu?

The two cunning stone beasts turned into pendants before they fell and hung them on He Xiaotian's waist.

"There is a village below!"

Roger has three heads, he sees and listens to all directions.

"Is there something abnormal?"

"No!"

Vice Minister Luo replied, but He Xiaotian was still a little worried.

After tossing for nearly one night, he didn't want to continue to have trouble.

Even if he was relieved for a while, he could raise a slightly tired spirit.

When He Xiaotian was falling, his eyes suddenly burst into golden light.

Dharma eyes open! !

"Safe."

His eyes did not detect any abnormalities, and the village below was indeed formed by living people.

"Puff!" "Puff!"

One after another, the two fell into a huge house in the center of the village.

"Cough cough cough..."

Roger, who choked with smoke and dust, coughed constantly.

Compared to him, He Xiaotian is much better.

Only when he raised his head and saw the densely packed spiritual position not far in front of him, his expression changed.

Nima, something went wrong.

This is obviously an ancestral hall, and even women or underage children within the clan are not allowed to enter without authorization, otherwise they will be punished severely.

Now, he and Roger have directly lifted the lid on the ‘Tangkou’ that they worshipped their ancestors.

The angry villagers are afraid that they will be devoured.

"Li Shen?"

He Xiaotian immediately turned his head and looked at Roger.

I saw this guy lying on the ground, holding a tablet in his hand, and reading it out seriously.

As for why he had this thing in his hand, it might be that the ground shook when the two fell.

Make it fly, and then land on him.

Without waiting for He Xiaotian, he scolded Roger to put him back in place.

Hearing outside, there was a dense sound of footsteps.

In addition, there were fires, and it was obvious that the villagers had assembled and are coming.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

"Second, did you take the knife? Remember, if it's weird and evil, don't just start cutting it nonsense."

"Hey, big brother. I forgot anything, I can't drop the ghost sword made by incense sacrifice!"

There was a sound of conversation from outside, although the two of them didn't care about it. But the tone was a little trembling, showing how scared and fearful they actually were.

"Bang!!"

The gate of the ancestral hall was kicked open with great force from the outside.

Then dozens of torches illuminate the entire hall.

As a result, many villagers armed with swordsmen looked at each other with He Xiaotian and Roger.

"People?!"

For the first middle-aged man who was about forty years old, frowned.

Next to him, there was another guy who looked about 50% similar to him and had a ghost knife on his shoulder.

Depending on the situation, these two are the brothers of He Xiaotian who just heard the conversation.

"Weird!!"

Suddenly, the man carrying the big knife pointed to Roger who stood up and shouted angrily.

After that, without saying anything, the whole person bent his legs and jumped up to cut off the head of Roger, who was holding the tablet in both hands.

Vice Minister Luo: "???"

Kill people if they don't agree!

And it seems that we haven't spoken yet. How did you live so recklessly in the nightmare world to middle age?

Roger was a little too lazy to hide from the ghost knife in the hands of the man.

A mortal soldier can split his head, wouldn’t it...

"Be careful!"

He Xiaotian clearly saw that a gleam of light flashed from the ghost knife in the man's hand.

A surge of sharpness overflowed, and the surrounding tables, chairs, benches and other objects were instantly torn apart.

Especially at the fractured area, Guanghua is like a mirror.

Roger naturally also discovered the unusual power on the knife, and then the figure flashed.

"Boom!!"

A sharp and unparalleled white glow slashed out from the ghost knife.

The stone floor was instantly divided into two, and it was revealed from the wall.

Strangely, Huaguang did not cause much damage to the ancestral hall wherever he went.

It was a slight fracture, splitting the wall along the ground.

If you don't look carefully, most people may not be able to find it.

"Dead—"

The man holding the ghost knife once again swept towards Roger, who had just stood still.

"Swipe!"

He Xiaotian's figure flashed and came to Roger.

The right hand protruded like lightning, and the index finger and **** pointed at the blade that was slashing at the head, lightly pinching it.

"Chang!"

A spark burst, and then no further progress was made.

"You?!"

The man was full of surprise, this knife was made by the ancestor's incense sacrifice.

Not to mention the weirdness, the invulnerable things in the wild, which tempered the flesh to the peak, can be easily cut away.

He Xiaotian was able to pinch it with **** without any injuries.

How can it not be surprising?

"Alright, second child. They are human, not weird." The middle-aged man headed by the villagers said.

"But elder brother, this man has three heads and six arms..." He Xiaotian flicked his arm before he finished speaking.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

The man holding the Ghost Head Knife only felt an overwhelming force sweeping towards him layer by layer.

The body went backwards uncontrollably, and retreated into the crowd within a dozen steps.

A closer look reveals that it is exactly the same as the position at the time of the outbreak.

It can be seen how accurate He Xiaotian's handling of power is.

"This strong man, why did he come to my Li Village?"

The middle-aged man who looked like a patriarch took a step forward and clasped his fists in both hands.

He Xiaotian's eyes flashed a weird look~www.readwn.com~ He knew that the other party was not talking in the world, but he could understand it.

Could it be the ability conferred by the bronze door again?

He hasn't forgotten, the same is true of You Shi Hua.

"The two of us came from across the river across the river. After a series of incidents, we accidentally landed in this ancestral hall and looked at Haihan." After all, it was him and Roger who made the house of their ancestors. If you have to admit it, you have to admit it. You can't be unreasonable just because something happened for a reason, raise your fist and kill without saying anything.

"Brother, I believe what this man said. But the guy with three heads and six arms..." The man holding the ghost knife didn't finish his words. Seeing the middle-aged patriarch, waved his hand.

"There is an ancestor tablet here, no matter whether it is evil or weird, there is nothing to hide. This person can move easily and his complexion does not change. It can be seen that it should be a human, although it looks like us...different. Point, but you can't kill because of the looks of the other person." When the patriarch spoke, he paused in the middle of his speech, apparently searching his stomach, and found a slightly better term to describe Roger.

"That's right, I'm sorry." The man slapped his forehead sharply, and after putting down the Ghost Sword, he apologized to Roger with his fists in both hands.

He Xiaotian: "......"

Is it so sloppy?

"The power of the ancestor tablet in the Nightmare Realm is very strong, and all members of the tribe believe it. The two of them do not believe in you, but in their ancestors." A greedy voice sounded behind him, which made He Xiaotian suddenly realize.

Only in this way can the explanation make sense.

"Patriarch, patriarch. It's not good, it's not good."

Outside the crowd, a child about twelve or thirteen years old ran.

Of course, in the nightmare world, he can't be regarded as a child, he can be called a man.

"Aunt Li... Aunt Li's house... something strange happened to her house!"