Chapter 228 Receiving - Incomplete Fairy?

"Dragon clan!" The spirit exclaimed. He is not Tomb Yunfeng. He still knows a lot about the dragon clan.

"The dragon clan is the top existence even in the upper world! Although the angry emperor dragon disappeared, the angry dragon valley fell a lot. However, that's just because the dragon clan is too rare. In any case, a strong dragon is the top figure in the upper world. This boy actually hides the power of the dragon clan. Weird, strange..." The spirit muttered, paying more attention to the tomb cloud maple at this time.

The sound of dragon roar sounded, and a strong and boundless force suddenly gushed out of Tomb Yunfeng's body. This force emerged from his left arm as before, and then passed to the whole body. As soon as this force appeared, the huge painting shook for a moment, as if it was very afraid of this power.

"Break it for me!" The tomb cloud maple tiger roared, and his fists pushed forward flat. It was a very plain punch, but it made the magic cloud covered on the huge painting roll back. In an instant, it retracted back to the Wanjian Palace and became a foil under the palace.

Step out, Tomb Yunfeng came to the front of the giant painting. With a wave, a drop of golden blood soared out from his left and right. The golden blood seemed to contain some kind of power full of pressure, which made the giant painting sway and seemed to be limited by some kind.

After the golden blood touched the giant painting, the magic cloud on the giant painting dodged unwillingly, and then withdrew sharply after the Wanjian Palace, and disappeared in a moment.

Then, the golden blood smoothly entered the tip of the sword above the Wanjian Palace, and entered the Wanjian Palace fiercely. A drop of blood, as if containing endless power, dyed the ten thousand sword palaces into a light red color. Then, the red light gradually faded away and disappeared into the Wanjian Palace.

"It worked!" The voice of the instrument's surprise came and echoed in the void.

Tomb Yunfeng finally heard this sound, and the corners of his mouth curved, and then expanded to the whole face. However, before he had time to enjoy the joy of victory, Tomb Yunfeng fell down and fell down.

Wh!

At this time, the huge painting that had been standing in the air unexpectedly moved, and instantly drifted to Tomb Yunfeng's body and connected his body to the painting. Then, the huge painting carried Tomb Yunfeng and slowly fell to the ground, and Tomb Yunfeng lay on the huge painting and fell asleep.

"This boy has a lot of secrets in his body. Let's not talk about the strange cultivation, but also the soul cultivation and physical cultivation, and now there is the power of the dragon clan lurking. I can't see through, I can't see through..." The sound of instrumental murmurs sounded in the void, with deep puzzlement.

Tomb Yunfeng fell into a deep coma and could not feel the passage of time. However, in his sleep, he also smiled stupidly, because he knew that he had finally subdued the ten thousand sword demons. Fairy weapons, with fairy weapons, he believes that he is already qualified to stand in the forest of the strong in the mainland.

Time passed slowly. In his sleep, Tomb Yunfeng saw Tang Yan, Yang Fei'er, and the flower finch. He even saw Hua Ning, but after a secret shame, Hua Ning's figure was thrown out of his mind.

Suddenly, the consciousness of the tomb cloud maple came to a place with red flowers and willows, which was as beautiful as a paradise. The only regret is that there is no anger and no sound here.

Suddenly, Tomb Yunfeng's consciousness was shocked. He saw a beautiful figure, a figure that lingered in his heart day and night.

"Yan'er, Yan'er, is that you? Do you know? I'm not a waste. I'm already strong. I can protect you, and I will never let you leave me again. Come back, Yaner..." Tomb Yunfeng stepped on the flower body and chased the figure that didn't look far away. However, no matter how fast he ran, the figure was always as far away from him, as if the distance between the two would never end.

Although the figure was a little hazy, and it was just a back for Tomb Yunfeng, Tomb Yunfeng was sure that it was his Yan'er, the Yan'er he was longing for.

"Yan'er..." The figure of the beauty finally moved, but it kept flying to the sky, flying up to the blue sky. Tomb Yunfeng really wanted to follow him, but at this time, his feet were soft and he couldn't fly at all.

"Yan'er..." In his sleep, two drops of tears overflowed from the corners of Yunfeng's eyes, and tears slid down and fell on the map of the ten thousand sword demons. Tomb Yunfeng is undoubtedly a strong man, a real man. When he is awake, no matter how tired or difficult it is, he will never allow himself to cry, even if he has never had that thought. However, in his sleep, he couldn't control himself and couldn't control it.

The whole world calmed down again, and there was only one left in the paradise. The tomb Yunfeng lost her soul and finally kept muttering the man's name, but in vain.

"Master, master..." At this moment, a childish voice suddenly sounded, which woke up the low tomb Yunfeng and turned his head to look behind him.

Suddenly, the world around me has changed. The red and green world is no longer left, only a golden world, and the world is golden. Not far in front of him was a palace composed of a golden sword standing in the air, far away from him.

"Who are you?" Tomb Yunfeng calmed down, temporarily suppressed the emotions in his heart, consistently suppressed them, and then asked calmly.

"Ge, doesn't the master know me? My name is Wanjian Motu! That's what you call me, master." The immature voice is like the voice of a five- or six-year-old child in the world, and it is as refreshing as Cui Ling.

"The spirit, the magic map of ten thousand swords has actually given birth to the spirit!" Tomb Yunfeng was shocked. For a moment, he didn't know whether he was dreaming or whether what he saw was true or not.

"Master, I'm Wanjian Moshatu, but I'm just Wanjian. Mosha seems to be sealed, which is in my body." The immature voice sounded again, but it shocked Tomb Yunfeng's heart.

"Sealing?" Tomb Yunfeng doesn't know much about it.

"Well, Mosha and I should have been one, but the master sealed part of my power, and we were separated." The childish voice said with a trace of puzzlement.

"Is the hidden power inadvertently sealed by me? Can a fairy weapon have two artifacts? Is my ten thousand sword demon map a complete fairy weapon? Tomb Yunfeng pondered for a moment and gradually accepted this fact.

"Then I'll call you Wan Jian in the future. Wan Jian, what magic power do you have? What Tu Yunfeng is most concerned about is whether this ten thousand sword demon map has lost the magic power of the fairy weapon. In that case, wouldn't he be busy in vain?

"I have two great magic power, and there is also a big magic power, but he can't use it for the time being." Wan Jian thought about it and said in a crisp voice.

"That's good, that's good. What are your two magical power?" Tomb Yunfeng felt that he was talking to a child and didn't dare to speak too loudly.

Wan Jian was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about what magic power he had.

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