Pirate’s Infinite Wings

It's right to think about it. In the past Jiutiangong Supreme War, there are not many young strongmen who can reach Fang Lang's strength, and there are even fewer people who practice both the Nine Battle Body and the Burial Sky Three Type.

Therefore, in this Tai Chi sect, Tian Ye's achievements completely surpassed his predecessors and reached a new level.

The eleventh cave. The twelfth cave. Fang Lang continued to move forward. Although the wind around him was getting stronger and stronger, his steps were still steady, his body was as loose as a pine tree, and as motionless as a mountain.

"What's my limit?"

Fang Lang was full of motivation to move forward. His eyes are firm, looking straight ahead, his eyes are like knives, cold and sharp.

The gust of wind opened like the blades of Fang Lang's eyes and swam across his body.

Fang Lang continued walking like this, passing through caves and roads.

at this time--

The roaring hurricane suddenly intensified to some extent. This sudden strengthening made it too late for Ye to respond. Let his shaky body immediately lose its stability, be shaken by the strong wind, and fall backwards.

Not good—30,000 miles frozen!

Fang Lang's eyes froze and his face changed. He didn't have time to think about it, so he transported vigorous real yuan and cast it into the frozen thirty thousand miles. His feet, and even half of his body, were frozen together with the earth.

before.

Storms raged and hurricanes lashed hard.

Fang Lang's whole body exuded a fiery light. The third layer of Jiuchuan's body was pushed to the extreme by him. The terrible cold gradually spread from his feet to the net, completely freezing him and the earth.

As a result, Fang Lang also heard about the sudden and increasingly terrifying hurricane, stabilized himself, and regained his calm.

"Shout..." Fang Lang took a deep breath, and was a little shocked to see that the hurricane was still blowing ahead, feeling terrified in his heart.

"I didn't expect that when I got here, the wind suddenly increased by more than ten times. If I hadn't frozen 30,000 miles, I would have lost all my achievements." Fang Lang felt extremely palpitations.

At this point, he hesitated whether to move on or enter directly from the 43rd hole.

"There are very few traces next to this cave. There are only two or three traces. Obviously, only two or three people were able to come here in the previous Jiutian Palace battle." Fang Lang looked at the cave carefully, thinking.

From ancient times to the present, how many people should have entered the Little Nine Heavens Palace? However, there are only two or three traces here, indicating the difficulty of this test. Since ancient times, only two or three people have been able to come here.

These achievements are enough to surpass 18 North Sea countries.

but,--

Fang Lang looked at some caves in front of him, and suddenly felt unwillingness to rise in his heart. At the same time, his stubborn temper also came up, and his hesitant eyes suddenly became firm.

"The road to Budo is full of difficulties. If there is no controversy, how can there be a chance to reach the top? If you want to fight, you must fight first, at least to my limit!"

Fang Lang gritted his teeth, summoned a few true essences, and moved on.

Hole 44!

Hole 45!

...

Fang Lang forgot everything, only saw the road under his feet. He moved forward step by step against the strong wind, without moving backward.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and many hard stones bombarded Fang Lang like cannonballs. Fang Lang worked very hard every step he took, and his speed became as slow as a snail, but he still gritted his teeth, did not give up, and moved on.

"More than ten years ago, I had no warrior spirit, but now I am as strong as a half-step warrior king!"

"It's just a palace. It's so strange. Are all the caves connected to the palace?" Fang Lang was a little surprised. He closed his eyes and recovered his true energy before standing up and looking at the golden palace.

The facilities in the palace are very simple, all around are empty, only four walls and one door.

Also, there is a huge disc in the center of the palace, like a compass, but the difference is, I don't know what it is.

Fang Lang took a closer look.

"Hey, is this a big turntable?" Fang Lang couldn't help his eyes light up when he saw the big disc clearly, and he felt a little strange.

I saw that some of these discs were like the casino turntables he saw in his previous life, but the fonts engraved on them were some martial arts, exercises, magic, heaven, matter, soil and treasures and other items.

In the middle of the disc, there is a pointer. Fang Lang immediately guessed what it was for.

"I didn't expect there to be such a thing in Jiutian Palace. Can you understand what the pointer points to?" Fang Lang couldn't help laughing.

At this time, a burst of golden brilliance exploded from the disk, instantly covering the entire sky in it.

After a long time, the light dissipated, and Fang Lang was dumbfounded.

It turned out that the golden light just now was an idea to tell him that the disc was useful.

As Fang Lang guessed, he can get whatever the pointer points to, but he only has one chance.

Tian took a deep breath, unable to hide his excitement and excitement in his eyes, he carefully looked at the CD.

After careful observation, Fang Lang found that there are nine types of items on the disc, and there are nine types of items on each type.

"Array, Alchemy, Alchemy... These are special, but useless to me. What really work for me are Heaven, Matter, Earth, Treasure, Elixir, and Martial Arts. As for inner mental skills, I have my I don't need the skills my master taught me."

Fang Lang thought about it carefully, and immediately understood what he needed.

However, the problem

Yes this disk looks lucky. As for what you end up with, it depends on luck, not what you want.

Looks like we'll just have to resign ourselves to fate! Fang Lang sighed, then slowly put his hand on the disc, and then suddenly appeared.

Rumbling. The palace trembled, the disk spun at top speed, and the hands spun one after the other.

Fang Lang's eyes were now staring at one of the items, full of expectation.

Heaven, things, earth, treasures, dragons, essence, and blood!

Yes, there is a kind of heavenly substance and earthly treasure on this disc, which is the essence and blood of the dragon that Fang Lang dreamed of. As long as he got this bottle of dragon essence and blood, he could advance to the fourth floor with his nine-turn body, and then his physical strength would be enough to deal with the mighty King Wu.

The treasure of Fang Lang's dream was right in front of his eyes. As long as the pointer stays on the essence and blood of the dragon, he can get the treasure of his dreams.

However, is this possible?

Fang Lang's face was full of expectation, and his eyes were fixed on the pointer. After a quick spin, the speed of the pointer begins to slowly decrease. "Dragon spirit and blood!" ..