Falling, falling all the time, as if there is never an end...

Suddenly, "huh up -", the consciousness suddenly returned, Yang Junshan's eyes suddenly opened, but was covered by a blue sky to the extreme sky.

Yang Junshan stood up violently, and the fairy Yuan in his body was running like a torrent, almost at any time he would seep out of the body, deliberately and out of the law, and transformed into various gods to lead to potential opponents.

Murong Optimus is not nearby...

“Oh, la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la

Is this an ocean?At this time, it seems to be on an island!

No, this is not an island, but a huge turtle, who is on the back of a huge turtle!

Where is it?

After realizing that there was no potential danger around him for a while, exhaustion and severe pain came almost at the same time, and Yang Junshan felt that his whole body had been rotten.

The memory in the mind began to back down a little, and Murong Qitian's war, all the way to destruction, countless deaths and injuries, the starry sky god on the sidelines and sleeve, until a "bronze wall" covered the sun...

No, it's not a copper wall, it's a shield, a huge shield!

Yang Junshan suddenly felt that the sharp pain all over his body seemed to aggravate the three points, and even the nose began to sour.

He barely raised his arm to his face, only to know that the bridge of his nose had collapsed, and there was still dry blood in his nostrils.

The broken nose is barely right, the powerful body begins to recover on its own, the real element in the body slowly runs slowly, the pounding vitality hidden on the body is stimulated a little bit, the sharp pain is subsided, everything is in the rapid recovery, and Yang Junshan is completely immersed in the cultivation of the spirit consciousness a little bit.

I don't know how long it took, when Yang Junshan felt a sudden shock on the ground beneath him, and he woke him up from his cultivation state.

“Master, have you woken up?It is the fault of the little turtle, disturbing the adult fairy cultivation!"

A dull voice came, the sea water in front of the island rose, a pair of short-angle turtle head lifted from the sea, slowly turning behind a bowed position to Yang Junshan signaled.

Yang Junshan looked up, before the convenience is a real island, this giant tortoise is obviously intended to come here, from the middle of the sea to the shallow water area of the seabed, because the body is too large, it is inevitable because of the touch and make the body shock, thus affecting the cultivation of Yang Junshan.

Feeling the recovery of the body and the lively circulation of the fairy in the body, Yang Junshan calmly said: "Where is this?"“Did you save Yang?”

The tortoise demon has fallen on the beach of the island, and Yang Junshan has come down from its back, with a large number of eyes on the island.

Just listen to the turtle demon in the back: "The demon also saw the fairy fall from the sky, knowing that the fairy is extraordinary, so he did not trust the fairy to come here, only hope to be able to form a good relationship with the fairy."

Yang Junshan smiled and said, “I have a heart!”

The tortoise demon suddenly said with great joy, and hurriedly lying on the beach, saying: "Don't dare, dare not, the little turtle can work for the fairy one or two, it is the happiness of the little turtle."

Yang Junshan suddenly thought of something at this time, his eyebrows frowned and said, “Yes, when you found Yang, there was still something else around you?”I mean, were there other people and I who usually fell into the sea from heaven?”

The tortoise thought for a moment and said, "No, there were only small turtles around."

After a meal, the tortoise demon said: "Do not hide the fairy, the turtle in the nearby area of the sea is also a little prestige, if there are other strange beings around, the turtle should soon get news."

“Oh, yeah?”

Yang Junshan looked at the turtle demon in front of him, only to notice that this turtle demon not only has a state of peace, but also seems to have a familiar breath in his blood.

Yang Junshan's eyes glanced at the two short horns on the head of the tortoise, and then asked, "Dragon Turtle?"

"How dare the demon call a 'dragon' word," the tortoise demon is very humble: "the little turtle only has a shallow under the bloodline, high climbing, but also at most a distant relative of the dragon clan."

“Under the blood?”

Yang Junshan looked at the turtle demon and said, “But it’s also very good!”

Because of the Sunday World Dragon Island and the Princess of the Lancang, Yang Junshan knows the things of the dragon family in detail.

The dragon clan is actually a huge system, in this huge system, according to the dragon bloodline is about three levels.

In addition to the direct blood of the real dragon, such as the underlord, the tuk, the tagonal, the dragon, the dragon, the dragon, usually the body contains one-half of the descendants of the true dragon bloodline, which can be roughly attributed to the second grade.

As for the third level, the relationship with the real dragon has been further opened, and the bloodline of the real dragon in the body is thin, although it is also reluctant to be counted as a member of the dragon family in the eyes of outsiders, but in fact it can only be regarded as an off-side.

In front of this turtle demon, although he has a bloodline, it is already far away, and the bloodline has been very thin, which can only be attributed to the third grade of the dragon clan.

This kind of blood is in the eyes of the dragon family's direct bloodline, and even only sees it as a vassal of the dragon clan, rather than a member of the dragon clan.

Yang Junshan smiled and said, “So Yang should have come to the territory of the dragon clan this time, and I don’t know where it is here?”

The tortoise demon replied hurriedly: "This is the sea of the stars, although 500 miles around this sea area is the sealing area of the demon, but there is still a long-life king above the demon, holding the sea and the sea."

"Oh, it's a proud star, this is the nest of the dragons!"

Yang Junshan smiled and said, "It seems that Yang still wants to stay in your place for a while, yes, the news of Yang's arrival will not have been known by the king?"

The tortoise demon's huge body trembled, and it looked like some thorny tortoise's head was almost drilled into the sand, and the voice trembled: "No, no, the Xian can stay here is the blessing of the little turtle, and the fairy has what needs to be done, even though it is commanded the turtle to do it."

Yang Junshan can also understand the mind of the tortoise demon in front of him, and smiled: "It is good to have this thought, you step back first, if something will tell you to do it, Yang will not let you contribute in vain."

The tortoise said, “The tortoise will go to the sea.”

Yang Junshan smiled, reached out in the sleeves to pinch, but in the hand is more than a sealed bottle, "this drug is not of high quality, but for your body blood purification is quite wonderful, after taking it after good refining is."

The tortoise demon hurriedly took over, and after opening the sealed bottle, he did not want to swallow the spiritual dan in it into his stomach.

It will not suspect that Yang Junshan is doing his hands and feet on this drug, and Yang Junshan really wants to kill it, which is not much more difficult than killing an ant.

As for what means to control it in his hand, the tortoise demon is not to be desired, as a demon servant to follow a golden fairy, this is not a shameful thing, on the contrary, if others know, do not know how many demonic cultivation in the dark envy.

Yang Junshan's face appeared a glimmer of appreciation, laughing and asking, "Yes, what is your name?"

The demon replied, “Little turtle life!”

"Yun Shou," Yang Junshan read, and then smiled, "you go, the belly of the Lingdan remember to grasp the refining."

The tortoise said that he bowed again, and the huge body began to slowly reced from the beach, and a moment later disappeared under the sea.

Yang Junshan smiled, even if the sinking up, this time to see this with the blood under the blood of the turtle demon is to let him think of, that can be used to purify the blood of the blood of the algae, perhaps also with the original myelin currency, can be seen as a special thing in the world of Sunday.

In this way, the value of blood algae is not just a Baodan, which he should have thought of long ago.

On this island, Yang Junshan found a place at will, after laying a simple formation around, the spirit of the gods has been immersed in the body, began to see whether the Zhou body is seriously damaged.

Recalling the giant shield that appeared like a city wall in the stars and collided with Murong Optimus, Yang Junshan still remembered that he was still pally troubled.

In the moment when the giant shield appeared, Yang Junshan deeply felt his smallness, and all the things he had cultivated for everything seemed to have been turned into running water at that moment, and could only watch himself being hit by a giant shield that covered the sun.

But now it seems that the giant shield is obviously merciless under his men, or he does not want to kill at all, and he just wants to stop the war with Murong.

Otherwise, the giant shield really wants to kill, and he can only think of himself as unlucky.

But what is the shield and how does it all exist?

Can only be a blow, so that Yang Junshan and Murong Jingtian can not resist the existence of heaven, as if even if it is the top of the three flowers, it is not necessarily such strength?

Thinking of Yang Junshan here is not surprised, if it is so, then the cultivation of the people who shot it seems to be about to be called out...

Well, remember when I was hit in a coma, it was as if I vaguely heard someone shouting something... "the penalty day"?

It was hard to put aside the thoughts in his heart, and Yang Junshan finally immersed all his hearts and gods in cultivation.

However, he soon found that after a war almost on the verge of life and death, his cultivation and strength at this time, not only did not affect, but seemed to be moving in the right direction.

Whether it is his cultivation, or magic weapon, after the war with Murong Optimus, there may be no advance level of improvement and leap in quality, but it has been transformed into a reserve of heritage, waiting for a certain moment in the future to thin hair.

But all this seems to be less than his improvement in forging, and even Yang Junshan himself is somewhat confused, is it said that his physical realm has taken the lead in making a breakthrough and reached the third weight of immortality?