Beast Blood Panlong

"Brother, what kind of treasure is it? It's just so broken, how can it be of any use?" Sanbao looked at the obviously damaged iron piece, his eyes full of doubt.

Ordinarily, with Fang Tietang's five-star Lingxuan cultivation level, he should be a well-informed person, how could he be so excited by a broken piece of iron?

"What I'm talking about is not this piece of iron, but a set of spiritual skills recorded in its space, and it happens to be a set of fire-based spiritual skills! This piece of iron should have been used by a spiritual saint in ancient times. The entire space is full of magic.

It was sealed by a holy force. Fortunately, it has been too long and the seal has been loosened. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to open it. What a blessing." Fang Tietang laughed at Sanbao while sensing the scene in the space.

"The spiritual skill that Brother Fang values ​​so much must be a heavenly skill, right?" Sanbao's face suddenly became excited.

"Yes, it is not only a heaven-level spiritual skill, but also a high-level heaven-level spiritual skill. If you can successfully cultivate it before the ancestor selection, no, even if it is only a small success, then the chance of defeating Fang Wushan will be increased by two.

OK, Sanbao, you have really made a great contribution this time..."

"This is also what happened to Big Brother. Let alone putting this piece of iron in my hand, even if it is placed in the hands of most Lingxuan, I'm afraid I won't be able to open the space inside! I can only say that Big Brother's luck has arrived," Sanbao said.

Waving his hand, he just felt that this piece of iron was extraordinary based on his feeling. Unexpectedly, he actually bumped into a super treasure.

Heavenly level spiritual skills are extremely rare. Even among Lingxuan, there are many who do not have heavenly level spiritual skills. And this piece of iron actually contains a high-level heavenly level spiritual skill. This kind of luck is definitely not

What ordinary people can have.

Of course, if Sambo keeps it in a storage bag, it may remain just a piece of rotten iron for ten to a hundred years.

"Sambo, because this spiritual skill is too valuable, I have destroyed all the images in the space. I will imprint them immediately. Remember this!"

As Fang Tietang displayed the spatial image in the iron piece, there was also an extremely mysterious and complicated formula.

After two full hours, Sambo was sure that he had completely remembered it in his mind.

"Brother, I have written down the spiritual skills, so I won't disturb your practice and go back first!"

"Wait a minute, although this piece of iron has been damaged, it can still be regarded as a top-notch defensive weapon against Lingxuan. Take it!"

Carrying the inconspicuous piece of iron, Sanbao returned to the bamboo building with excitement on his face, and couldn't help shouting in his heart: "Old man Fan, thank you so much!"

The Dance of the Suzaku, a high-level heavenly skill, was created by the ancient fire-type divine beast Suzaku. If it can be cultivated to perfection, it can become the king of the fire-type...

In the secret room, the Three Treasures continued to strengthen the heavenly skills that Fang Tietang had carefully taught him.

Although he can't practice it now, it doesn't stop Sanbao from keeping it firmly in his mind. If he steps into the Lingxuan in the future, this will be his strongest attacking spiritual skill.

A few days later, in a luxurious wing of the Hongwu Building, a group of the proudest men of Beiyan City were gathering for fun.

Seven young gentlemen were sitting in front of the round table inlaid with gold and jade. They were all dressed in fine clothes and had glowing faces. The ones accompanying them were all top girls from the Red Dance House.

If any outsiders see this situation, they will definitely be shocked, because the seven young people here are all powerful Spirit Emperor experts, and the people standing behind these young people are all black-clothed people who have reached the semi-mysterious cultivation level.

bodyguard.

Except for the powerful eight Fang families, no other force in Beiyan City can produce this level of strength.

"Fang Juntu, I don't know what new things you have in mind when you invite everyone out this time. If you don't have a good show, I want you to look good!"

The first one to speak was Fang Jian, the most powerful among the eight young talents of the Fang family, known as the Little North King.

"Brother Juntu, although the tricks you taught me last time seemed to work, they still didn't let me give birth to another son. We have to calculate this account carefully!" The second one spoke.

Fang Wenqiang, the youngest son of Fang Wushan, the current Northern King.

Unlike the previous generation of the eight families of the Fang family, there is not much hatred and taboo among the young masters of this generation. Only after they reach Lingxuan and start to become the pillars of the family, will they become jealous because of the interests of the family.

Gradually they became unfamiliar and antagonistic.

"Hahahaha, I invite you all to come today. Naturally, I have something good to share with you. You must have heard of the exotic woman from Nanlan. She is an excellent product that is famous far and wide. Unfortunately, a few days ago, I

I got a few of them, and they are indeed as beautiful as gods, so today I plan to open a big gambling market. As long as you dare to bet, I am not afraid to send them all out!" Fang Juntu sat firmly among them and looked at them while speaking.

Fang Jian was busy teasing the girl next to him.

Fang Jian is so skilled. The moment Fang Juntu glanced at him, he raised his head and then sneered: "What? There are still things that Fang Jian doesn't dare to play, so I really want to try it!"

"That's right, Juntu, please tell me how to gamble. Brother, I haven't been out for a while, and I'm almost going crazy."

"Juntu, please don't lie to us. It is said that Nanlan women have white skin, blue eyes, and fierce personalities. I'm afraid you can't tame them yourself, so why don't you come to us for help? But I like new flavors..."

"Okay, in that case, I will be the leader today. This is an elder recently recruited by our eight tribes. He is less than thirty years old and much younger than the rest of us. I will let him come out to be the leader now.

You can take turns to challenge him one by one. If you can win against him, in addition to a thousand soul-boosting pills in each round, you can choose any of these Nanlan women and even my other pets. Of course, if you lose, you

I have to let me choose one of the women, do you dare to bet?"

As soon as Fang Juntu finished speaking, a cold-faced man in black stood up from behind him. It was Sambo with a mask on his face.

This mask was a leather mask that Fang Juntu had specially obtained for Sanbao for this party. According to Fang Juntu, this mask was made of human skin, and when worn on the face, there was almost no trace of it.

Sanbao's current identity is still a wanted criminal in Beiyan City, and he cannot appear in Beiyan City openly.

"What? Betting on women, this is a good idea, I like it!"

"Fang Juntu, you must be serious about what you say. If I win, I don't want any Nanlan girl. I want the Hua'er girl you snatched from Lichun Tower half a year ago!"

"In that case, let's quickly change places. We can't let our hands and feet go freely here."

Fang Juntu's proposal excited all the young men of the Eight Clans. Only Fang Jian was a little hesitant. From Fang Juntu's eyes, Fang Jian could see his intention at a glance.

It was the stunning beauty that he had recently acquired. Not long ago, Fang Juntu sent people to the house to ask for someone, but he was beaten with sticks by his own people. Unexpectedly, he still refused to change his lust and came up with such a method.

If it were an ordinary woman, Fang Jian really wouldn't care, but when he thought of that Hu Chun'er, Fang Jian still felt his heart pounding.

"What? Don't you dare, the little Northern King that everyone respects?" Fang Juntu's attention was obviously also on Fang Jian. Seeing his hesitation, he immediately sneered.

"Why don't you dare, brothers, we must win all his women today."

Although he knew it was Fang Juntu's stimulating words, Fang Jian, as the first among the eight young men of the Fang family, naturally could not lose face in front of his brothers, not to mention that he had absolute confidence that he would not fail.

Soon, after leaving behind several Hongwulou girls who were looking at each other, several people led their respective subordinates and left the Hongwulou one after another.

As they boarded several golden-horned beast carriages, thump thump thump, several young nobles disappeared on the streets of Beiyan City.

At the door of a large house in the suburbs, several beast carts stopped one after another at the door. A few guards were about to interrogate them, when Fang Juntu and Sanbao and others in the beast cart walked out first.

"Sir, you are back!" When they saw Fang Juntu, several guards hurriedly saluted. It turned out that this house was Fang Juntu's personal villa.

"Everyone, the Nanlan woman is right here. I have never touched her. As long as you have the ability today, you can win..."

Following Fang Juntu's greeting, a group of people entered the courtyard excitedly.

Soon, in a back garden of the villa, the servants arranged a sumptuous set of wine and food, and several young masters headed by Fang Jian sat cross-legged.

"Come here, bring me here!"

Following Fang Juntu's shout, a total of four beautiful women who were all over the country were brought to the field. Not only were the four tall and tall, they also had curvy figures, with snow-white faces and a pair of faint blue eyes.

, looking unruly and unruly, it is the Nanlan woman who came to this exotic land in the far west.

Compared with the weak local women, these foreign women are all fierce and fierce, and have more flavor, which makes everyone feel uneasy.

"Okay, let me try my luck first!" As soon as he saw the "bet", Fang Jianchou, a member of the fourth clan, drooled. After taking two sips of wine, he was the first to stand up, and then came to the front of the crowd to morning.

A high platform was prepared.

There, the Three Treasures have been waiting for a long time.

"Just see the sorrow"

"Fangcheng!"

The two of them each reported their names, but Sanbao gave a pseudonym. The three characters Luo Sanbao could not be used, and the name Luo Cheng could not appear, so Sanbao chose Fang Cheng. In Beiyan

In the city, Fang is probably the safest surname.

"Come on!" Fang saw Chou looking very anxious. As soon as his name came out, he waved a mace in his hand and rushed forward.

Sanbao did not hide too much of his cultivation, but controlled his cultivation to be like that of a five-star spiritual emperor. Fang Jian couldn't bear to worry about the three-star spiritual emperor, so he didn't dare to be careless from the beginning.

With a cry, the mace carried an earth-level spiritual skill and struck down at Sanbao's head.

(Notice that starting from today, the update may not be stable. Of course, at least one update per day can still be achieved. There will be more updates when there is a time code. It is the Chinese New Year. Xiaocao has too many things in his work and life. Here

I say sorry to my brothers, I will definitely break out after the New Year!!!!)