Chapter 78: Arranging fighting skills and items (8)
Chapter 78 Organizing Fighting Skills and Items (8) It is better to lack than to waste. Xiao Yan also understands this truth. From this point of view, the Purple Heart Pill can still support it for a while, so let’s prepare for the bloodline of the demon clan first and improve at the same time.
Check your own strength, otherwise the distance between you and them will become wider and wider.
"Then thank you for your hard work, Shaolong." Xiao Yan nodded with great relief, then looked at everyone and said, "If everyone has nothing to do, just go and practice."
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Looking at the retreating figures of everyone, Xiao Yan had a smile on his lips, and with a flash of step, he entered the Zichen Lingxu Tower.
Xiao Yan's purpose this time was very clear, which was to ask Mr. Zhan how to use the Marrow Cultivation Pill, which was related to whether he could smelt the demon clan's bloodline, and was also the basis for Fenjue's promotion. It was of extraordinary significance to Xiao Yan.
As soon as Xiao Yan's footsteps solidified in the tower, a golden lightning flashed over, and Long Yi appeared in front of Xiao Yan with a smile on his face.
Looking at Long Yi's cheerful smiling face, Xiao Yan couldn't help but rub Long Yi's head lovingly, "Long Yi, your aura seems to be a little stronger?" Xiao Yan was silent for a moment, and then screamed,
How long has it been since then? Has Long Yi achieved another breakthrough?
"The fifth-grade Dan Lei is good. It is much stronger than the fourth-grade Dan Lei. I am now close to the bottleneck of the mid-four-star level and will be able to break through soon." Long Yi looked at Xiao Yan and said happily.
It turned out that he was just close to a breakthrough, otherwise the heaven-defying promotion speed would really scare Xiao Yan to death. But despite this, Xiao Yan was still ashamed. Now there is no one in the team who is lower than himself. Even if he keeps practicing
Yao's Langtian is stronger than me, so where does this put my face? It seems that I really need to spend more time to practice, otherwise I will be regarded as too useless in my profession.
"Dad, aren't you happy for me?" Seeing that Xiao Yan remained silent for a while, Long Yi raised his head and rolled his eyes.
"How could it be? I was just frightened by Long Yi's promotion. Haha, Long Yi, can I discuss something with you?" Xiao Yan pinched Long Yi's increasingly chubby little face and said lovingly
said.
"What's the matter? Are you going out again without me?" Long Yi asked, tilting his head and curling his lips.
"No, no. I just want to discuss with you. Can you stop calling me daddy in the future?"
"Why don't you call me daddy?" Long Yi asked in confusion.
"For example, call me Young Master Xiao like everyone else, or call me eldest brother?" Xiao Yan asked tentatively.
"I don't! I'll call you dad! It's you who gathered the souls for me, and you are my father!" Long Yi pouted at Lao Gao and firmly refused to agree to Xiao Yan's proposal.
Seeing Long Yi's firm expression, Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly, "There's really nothing I can do against you. Okay, you absorb it first, and I'll go find Mr. Zhan. Oh, by the way, why didn't you see Mr. Zhan?"
Seeing that Xiao Yan didn't insist, Long Yi suddenly smiled brightly and said, "He? He has been staring at the top of the tower this time."
"Stay?" Xiao Yan blinked in confusion and pulled Long Yi towards the center of the tower.
"Old Zhan." Xiao Yan looked up at Old Zhan suspended in the air, very puzzled, "People look up at the bright moon and lower their heads to think about their hometown. You, old man, are..."
"Are you here?" Mr. Zhan was still staring blankly at the top of the tower that was looming in the mist without looking back, leaving Xiao Yan stunned for a long moment.
At this moment, a loud "rumbling" sound shook the entire tower, and the space suddenly shook violently. The runes on the top of the tower lit up, and the green lights intertwined together. It seemed that it had been hit extremely violently, as if there was something.
Break the tower and get out.
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