Fantasy: So I Am a Peerless Expert

"What a powerful divine text!"

"It turns out that an expert is the ruler above Haoran, and only those peerless experts above Haoran can possess such terrible literary powers. How can I be appreciated by the peerless expert? Given such a heaven-defying opportunity, if I control this divine text, my strength will definitely be improved qualitatively, and I will undergo a qualitative change from then on."

"Although my talent is good, it is a pity that I, a commoner, have never been supported by a strong force. I have always relied on myself. Therefore, my growth rate has been limited over the years, even if I have run out of nearly a few. Thousands of years are worthy of raising the cultivation base to the realm of heavenly immortals. When the female emperor visited the world, she was favored by the female emperor and was given the position of city lord."

"Although the female emperor liked it, it didn't give any chance. I don't have a strong technique, no sage's articles, and no strong training resources. My strength is still improving very slowly."

"But today, after meeting the son, the son actually gave such a terrible resource. If I completely control this divine text, plus the supernatural bull's natal treasure, my strength will be increased to one. A terrible level, breaking through the realm of Xuanxian, is just around the corner."

"At that time, even if it is the forces behind the old ghost, I don't have to look at the other party. If I dare to be presumptuous, I can directly destroy it, and these people are not good people in the first place."

At this moment, Mengge looked at Li Yixi's figure with a gratitude. If he did not consider that although he had some talents, but his talents had not reached the level of enchanting, otherwise Mengge really wanted to kneel on Li at this moment. In front of Yixi, worship Li Yixi as a teacher, and respectfully call Master.

When Meng Ge was excited, Li Yixi's pen continued to dance, and a line of words appeared on the rice paper again, "Jin Ding Dan will become a dragon!"

At this moment, Meng Ge once again felt the terrifying power of the Great Dao burst out in front of him, and he immediately woke up and looked on the rice paper.

At this moment when he looked at the rice paper, Meng Ge's mind instantly sounded a shocking dragon chant. At this moment, he seemed to have a terrifying dragon in front of him.

The moment he heard this shocking dragon chant, Meng Ge's face changed again and again, and he almost lost his mind. Once he lost his mind, his soul would be wiped out, and he would become a zombie.

Meng Ge hurriedly stabilized his mind, took a deep breath, and looked at the text in front of him.

"Jin Ding Dan, Jackie Chan is also transformed!"

At the moment he looked at the words, a powerful rhyme burst out from each of the words, pulling Mongo's mind into the divine text once again. At this moment, Mongo saw a golden figure appearing in the void. Dading, this golden great cauldron is very terrifying, as if it can refine the heavens and the earth and suppress the powerhouses of the heavens.

The breath of the golden cauldron was terrifying to the extreme, and Mongo felt that it was extremely difficult for him to even breathe.

Under the powerful aura of the golden cauldron, Mongo, who was trembling violently, shook his whole body once again, because at this moment Mongo was horrified to discover that in the powerful golden cauldron, he actually imprisoned a heavenly dragon. There was a violent trembling in the Jinding, and there were sky-shaking dragons, bursting out with all strength, and still unable to break free.

It is a terrible ancient tripod that can imprison the Tianlong.

At this moment, Meng Ge looked at the scene in front of him with a look of horror and disbelief. What a quality artifact this is, even the extremely powerful Tianlong can be imprisoned in it. This scene in front of him has an impact on him. It's terrible.

Seeing the rich treasure qi emanating from the golden cauldron, Meng Ge's body couldn't help trembling.

When Meng Ge's mind was drawn into the rhyme of divine writing and Taoism, Li Yixi's last stroke fell.

"ended!"

After the last word fell, Li Yixi's face showed a cheerful expression, and said to himself.

At the end of the sound of the three words, Meng Ge, whose mind was caught in the rhyme of divine writing and Taoism, was completely shattered in front of him, and he came to his senses.

The horror on Meng Ge's face, if it were not for Li Yixi's utterance, he was afraid that he would be trapped forever in the rhyme of the divine text after he was tired and unable to escape.

At this moment, Li Yixi did not pay attention to Meng Ge for the first time, because the corner of his mouth showed a smile at this moment. The tea that the maid had sent before had not been drunk. In Li Yixi’s eyes, this is the god’s spiritual tea. It must not be anything, it can prolong life, and Li Yixi was also a little thirsty at this moment, so he picked up the tea for the first time and took a sip.

Feeling the fragrance of tea in his mouth, Li Yixi showed a satisfying look on his face, and said in his heart: "Good tea, it is indeed the tea of ​​the fairy world, which makes people have endless aftertastes."

"ended!"

"ended!"

"What a terrible divine text, if it were not for the son to help me, I am afraid that my mind will always be trapped in the rhyme of the divine text, and I will not be able to break away. At that time, my me will become a living dead."

"too frightening!"

At this moment Mengge was scared into a cold sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water. At this moment Mengge saw Li Yixi drinking tea, and felt that he was wet all over, his expression changed.

Hastily activated the supernatural powers, evaporated the sweat on his body, suppressed his mind, and returned to his normal state.

Mongo, who forcibly restores his composure, knows that the divine text in front of him is extremely powerful and a supreme treasure at this moment, but Mongo does not dare to look at it again at this moment, because Mongo knows that if he wants to watch it by himself This piece of divine text will be drawn into it, and now is not the time to realize it.

After Meng Ge took a deep breath, he hurriedly said to Li Yixi: "Thank you, son."

Drinking tea, Li Yixi showed a gentle smile on his face when he heard Meng Ge’s words, "My Lord Santos, it’s just a poem. There is nothing special about it. Just wave your hand. You don’t need to be polite. I will ask the Lord Santos in the future. Take care of it."

At this moment, after Li Yixi waved his sleeves, he clasped his fists and saluted Mongo.

Meng Ge saw Li Yixi clasp his fists and salute himself, so scared that he was so scared, he drew away immediately, where he dared to bear such terrible masters like Li Yixi's bow.

"My son, you can't use it, you can't use it!"

"Menggo’s horrible life was saved by the son. If there is no son, there would be no current Mongo. The current Mongo is afraid that he has already reached the Lord Yan. The son saves my life and has the grace of rebuilding me, just like mine. Like parents, how dare Brother Menggo bear the son's worship."

At this moment, after Meng Ge dodged away, he immediately held Li Yixi's hands and helped Li Yixi up, his forehead was sweaty and very nervous.