Chapter 338 The Return of Bricks

After saying this, the blind old man suddenly looked into the distance and stopped talking.

"You... What on earth do you want?" Dugu Helan was tied by a golden chain and collapsed to the ground.

"Hey, I almost forgot you if you didn't talk." Zhuge Buleang smiled evilly and showed a row of neat teeth.

The blind old man took a look at Dugu Helan and said, "Kid, you can't do everything too much. I'll go first. This ban is enough to support you for ten hours. In these ten hours, no one can find you.

"Old man, I still have something to ask you." When Zhuge Bu Liang saw that the blind old man was leaving, he said quickly.

"There are so many salty and light. Let's talk about it later." The blind old man said, put away the pile of treasures in front of him, rose to the sky with a brush, came to the air, suddenly made a long roar, and then flew to the far sky.

Then, Zhuge Fuliang saw countless streamers flying in the direction of the blind old man.

Zhuge Fuliang was grateful that the blind old man left and helped him lead the enemy away, perhaps to repay him for getting so many treasures for him. This is a master outside the world, a person who is afraid of the master of the Huashen period. Where he is, even the Huashen will stop.

This may be a character who exists at the same level as the fallen sky, or the legendary master of the cave virtual period. Zhuge Buching thought so in his heart. Kyushu is now full of wind and clouds, and there are many strong people. Maybe it will really usher in a troubled world. Zhuge Buriang vaguely felt that the next Kyushu would be more uneasy.

Even people like blind old people have appeared. Is this a precursor to troubled times? Nowadays, the masters of Kyushu are doubled. Maybe the cave virtual period is not just a legend, and even "fairy" exists.

The more Zhuge Butiang thought about it, the more solemn he was in his heart, and what made him afraid was the genius of Tianchi, Bai Yu. If he really succeeds in entering the period of becoming a god, I'm afraid he will become the first person of the youth of Kyushu.

"Bad boy, let me go quickly, or when I regain my strength, I will definitely break you into ten thousand pieces." Dugu Helan shouted with a white face.

Zhuge Fuliang laughed and said, "Old boy, you have fallen into my hands, and you dare to say anything. I want to see how you broke me into ten thousand pieces."

"Little bastard, why do you want to target me? What's wrong with you?" Dugu Helan is not a fool. He clearly felt the murderous intention in Zhuge Buliang's eyes.

Zhuge Butang smiled and said, "Dugu old boy, do you still remember me?"

"You? Who are you?" Dugu Helan's heart was fiercely **, and a bad hunch arose spontaneously.

At present, Dugu He Lan's cultivation is imprisoned and tied by a golden chain. He has no scruples at all. The muscles on his face are twisted and changed back to his original appearance.

"Do you still recognize me?" Zhuge Buleang sneered.

"Ah! You..." Dugu Helan's face changed in an instant. He would never forget this face, and he immediately showed panic: "What's wrong with you? Why aren't you dead yet?"

Dugu He Lan couldn't believe it. At the beginning, he personally forced Zhuge Bulliang into the Jedi of Kunlun Wonderland, and there was no hope of life. But now, Zhuge Butliang stood in front of him alive, which shocked Dugu He Lan.

"Hey hey, I died once and even went to hell, but they refused to accept me." Zhuge Buliang smiled evilly at the corners of his mouth. He walked to Dugu Helan and stepped on his leg.

With the strength of his current body, coupled with Dugu Helan's lack of true protection, accompanied by a crisp sound of "kake", Dugu Helan's sad cry sounded, and his bones were completely deformed.

"You... God damn boy!!" Dugu He Lan looked up to the sky and roared.

"Don't waste your time. No one can find it here." Zhuge said in a cold voice.

"You... If you dare to do this to me, I will definitely frustrate you!" Dugu He Lan is a master of a generation of gods, but now he is trampled under the feet of a junior, and he only feels extremely humiliated.

"Bang!"

Zhuge Fuliang slapped him out and slapped Dugu He Lan's face. Dugu He Lan's fluffy head spread out and rolled out dozens of meters away from the ground.

"Bang!"

Zhuge Buteng followed and stepped heavily on Dugu Helan's other leg, and all the bones of Dugu Helan's legs were broken.

"Ah!!!" Dugu Helan's facial features are extremely distorted. If it hadn't been for the ban imposed by the blind old man here before, this roar would have shocked all sides.

"You... What do you want?" Dugu Helan's face is bloodless and fluffy, and there is no trace of master demeanor.

"Gun over what belongs to me." Zhuge Bu said coldly and stepped on Dugu Helan's chest.

The master of the divine period made Zhuge Butliang feel extremely happy in his heart.

Dugu Helan's eyes flashed and said, "I'm now sealed, and I can't take out what you want."

Masters of the divine period, such as Dugu Helan, generally do not use small objects such as Qiankun bags to store things. They can open up their own private space. However, this kind of private space must have a trace of connection with the true element in the body, that is to say, it is impossible to open your own private space at all when there is no true element in the body.

Zhuge Buteng frowned and thought about it. He slapped Dugu He Lan on his body, but there was no response. The blind old man's methods are unfathomable. The seal he set cannot be untied by ordinary people.

Zhuge Buzuo doesn't dare to act too rashly. In case he accidentally untied all the cultivation of Dugu Helan, he really has no place to cry.

After continuous research, Zhuge Fuliang finally found a trick and pointed twice on the two big holes in Zhuge Fuliang's chest. A ban on Dugu He Lan was lifted, so that he could play one-tenth of Zhenyuan for the time being.

"You'd better not be crooked, otherwise..." A cold light flashed in Zhuge Bliang's eyes, and his dead pupils turned strangely.

Dugu He Lan slightly **ed the corners of her mouth twice, raised her hand and scratched a space crack.

"Attentionally, this old thing is very cunning." The monkey reminded him, holding a golden stick in his hand and looking at Dugu Helan warily.

Zhuge didn't nod his head, and his mind went into the crack in the space. There is a bright light in my eyes. Zhuge Buliang was shocked. He didn't expect that there were a lot of good things on this old thing. This private space is as wide as a hall, with purple top-grade spiritual stones on the floor, and all kinds of colorful magic weapons are suspended around.

Zhuge Bulding's consciousness swept away and saw the "brick" suspended in the center. The "brick" refined by Jiuyouwu Xuantie was originally made by Zhuge Buteng. Even if it is branded with the divine consciousness of Dugu Helan, it is still felt.

The "brick" flew up and leaned towards Zhuge Fuliang.

But at this moment, a golden light flashed out, and a golden spear flew out. The spear was golden, and it was about to tear Zhuge's consciousness.

"Well, I have known for a long time that you have no good intentions." Zhuge Bu Liang shouted angrily, and his consciousness quickly left the private space.

The golden spear also flew out, like a dragon going to sea, straight to Zhuge's eyebrows.

"Cangling!"

Zhuge Fuliang's purple light was crystal clear on his palm, and he grabbed the golden spear in his hand.

At the same time, Zhuge Helan quickly rose to the sky and wanted to escape from this forbidden area.

But he seems to have forgotten that the golden chain is still tied to his body. With the sound of the chain, Zhuge Fuliang grabbed the end of the chain and shook it fiercely.

Dugu He Lan, who had just escaped, was immediately thrown back and fell heavily on the ground, splashing with a gray face.

Zhuge B no Liang threw up the golden chain, and Du Gu He Lan was wrapped around the other end of the chain and was generally moved by Zhuge No. Liang as a meteor hammer. After knocking over a few rocks, Dugu He Lan was so angry that he was about to spit blood. He became a master of the divine period, but was played with by a junior like a cat and a mouse.

Dugu He Lan's face was covered with blood, and many bones on his body were broken. Fortunately, Zhuge Fuliang untied his layer of Zhenyuan, which made it easy for him to protect all the key parts of his body.

Zhuge Bu Liang pulled the chain, and Dugu He Lan flew towards him. Zhuge Biao sneered, and the golden spear in the other hand stood up and pointed straight to Dugu Helan.

"Ah!" Dugu Helan's face changed color, and he tried to twist his body to change the direction, but the edge of the golden spear pointed straight at him and locked him.

"Puff!"

Blood splashed, and Dugu He Lan was pierced in the chest by his golden spear, but he did not die immediately. His face was painful, his facial features were distorted, and his blood flowed.

At this moment, he has only recovered a layer of Zhenyuan, and he can't compete with Zhuge's arrogant body at all.

"Puff!"

Dugu He Lan spewed out a mouthful of blood and stared at Zhuge Fuliang with murderous eyes, hoping to smash his body.

"Oh, how dare you stare!" Zhuge Buliang raised his eyebrows and the spear in his hand was toss. The spear flew dozens of feet away with Dugu Helan's body and nailed it to the mountain wall.

"Puff!" Dugu Helan spewed out a mouthful of blood again, and his heart was extremely stuffy, and his face was as pale as paper.

Zhuge Fuliang closed his eyes and sensed the "bricks." "Blate bricks" were refined by his own hands, and there was a trace of contact with him. Under the induction of Zhuge Fuliang, the bricks flew out of Dugu Helan's private space.

Zhuge Buteng held the brick, and a feeling of blood connection arises spontaneously. As long as the bricks are in hand, Zhuge Butliang will have infinite domineering in his heart. The bricks buzzed and whispered, as if they were excited. A golden dragon shadow flew out of the bricks and wrapped around Zhuge Buliang's arm.

Ten years have been, and the bricks have returned to his hands. Zhuge Fuliang couldn't help wiping them gently and erased the imprint of Dugu Helan's consciousness on the bricks.

"What about this old boy?" The monkey asked Zhuge Fuliang and looked at Dugu Helan, who was nailed to the mountain wall with blood flowing.