Chapter 144 Yanlong spit beads

When I came to the third floor of the main hall, the field was empty, and only two rows of bookshelves were on the remaining north wall. There are a lot of jade slips piled up on the shelf, which seems to be more important. There was a prohibition in front of the bookshelf, and under the strong attack of the night wind and Xue'er, there were ripples.

Yang Fan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and thought that the night wind had encountered an accident, so he hurried to catch up with the building. Unexpectedly, the boy wanted to take those jade slips. There was not enough time, so he chose a strong attack.

When the Moon God Religion was in its heyday, the disciples of the religion were like clouds. Although it has been thousands of years, there has been few powerful forbidden spiritual power left for a long time, but it is not something that a mid-term foundation-building monk in the night wind can break in a short time. You can't break it in three or five days.

"I said, why don't you wait for me to come up?" Yang Fan joked, "Where are the things here? Won't you clean them up again?"

Based on the "previous record" of the night wind, Yang Fan saw the three floors of the empty main hall, and it is very likely that he will be taken away by this guy.

Sure enough, the night wind first heard the sound, and then laughed and said, "They are all ordinary jade slips. We will wait until we are safe. At present, the important thing is to break the ban. In case Wei Shengjie's old boy comes, it will be empty.

Yang Fan did not answer, but directly summoned the demon to stand beside him and shouted, "You and Xueer, stay away and watch me break through the array."

After saying that, the palm of the hand turned over and condensed a huge dragon head in an instant. Compared with the original time, this Yanlong is more realistic, and the eyes are oozing. The dragon head formed by the red sun flame must be completely shadowed, and even the breathing can be clearly seen.

The devil's palm also kept rising Zhenyuan. The ink-like fire bomb condensed out in his hand and couldn't help converging Zhenyuan. First, it was the size of a small water tank, and then slowly compressed into a shape the size of a fist.

Ye Feng once saw the power of this move. He hurriedly dodged far away from Xue'er and shouted, "Brother Fan, work harder. This prohibition is not easy!"

Hearing this, Yang Fan nod silently, patted the storage bag, took out a fiery red bead and held in his palm.

Ye Feng stared at it and said softly. This is not the spiritual weapon called Zheng Ran in the last life-and-death struggle. At that time, the boy used this bead to make fire nets and fire dragons, which was powerful. Is there anything strange about taking it out now?

Yang Fan clenched the fire beads in his hand and burst into Zhenyuan. Suddenly, the yang overflowed, and the violent golden firelight rushed straight to the sky, instantly melting a big hole in the floors of the fourth and fifth floors.

"Oh..." A crisp dragon sound resounded through the world.

A pure golden dragon head condensed on his fist. The dragon seemed to be spiritual. He stared at the size of a copper bell and looked around, and his nose sounded, as if he was a little dissatisfied.

"This, this..." Ye Feng was stunned and couldn't help taking a step back. Xue'er was also very wild and uneasy, and her footsteps retreated.

The dragon head, which is nearly two feet high, can't be seen to be condensed by flames at all. It is said that the real dragon is afraid that someone will believe it, and the spiritual flame dragon, I'm afraid it can scare people.

Yang Fan looked at the fire bomb in the hands of the dragon and the demon. He felt that the time was almost ripe and shouted, "Xiaofeng! Pay attention to yourself, I'm going to cast the magic formula!"

"Oh..." The dragon raised his head and rushed to the prohibition with the underworld bullet in his mouth.

Yang Fan sacrificed the ups and downs of the magic bowl, covering himself and the demons under the magic bowl, and was also afraid of being damaged because of too close.

The night wind was stared and roared, "I haven't..."

"Boom..." The huge sound of lightning resounded in everyone's ears, as if a very thick lightning hit directly beside them. The whole main hall with strong array protection began to tremble violently, and the horrible true elements overflowed. The three surrounding windows were all smashed. Several thick logs in the field suddenly became extremely dazzling, showing dense array fluctuations. However, it faded in a moment, and it seemed that the explosion had just consumed its last bit of power.

This powerful chaotic fireball was created by Yang Fan in recent years and is also the most powerful move. He named it Yanlong Tuzhu.

Under the protection of Voldemort and his own Zhenyuan, Yang Fan was still shocked. There is no way. Such a huge destructive power can't be emitted by the foundation-building monks at all, nor can it be afforded by the foundation-building monks.

In a blink of an eye, in addition to dozens of huge pillars around the three floors of the main hall, as well as the whole wall and two bookshelves in the north, everything else disappeared and disappeared in the violent explosion.

The original position of the night wind turned into a huge ice hockey, with deep cracks on it, as if it would break if it was poked casually.

Yang Fan knew that this was Xue's life-saving trick, called freezing, which can also protect the owner's body from damage. When Xue'er was promoted to the foundation period in the past few years, she realized that the night wind had to run to Xumi space.

"Wang!" When the puck broke, Ye Feng and Xueer both showed their heads and looked at them and said, "I'm good. Why didn't you tell me in advance of such great power?"

He looked at Yang Fan with resentment, as if he was looking for a reason for his own careless intentions.

Yang Fan didn't care about him and went straight to break the forbidden bookshelf and smiled, "You asked me to work harder. I did my best. I also told you to be careful."

Ye Feng was stunned when he heard the words and looked at Xue Er. He saw the helplessness in the other party's eyes, which was really like what he said. He touched Cher's head and praised, "Good baby, if it weren't for you this time, I might have been seriously injured and spit two mouthfuls of blood lightly!"

Cher didn't whisper in her mouth, as if she was acting coquettish to him.

Although this move is infinitely powerful, it can only be used once. The preparation time is not short, and it is very inconvenient to use it when you fight with the enemy.

Yang Fan picked up the jade slips on the shelf and looked at them one by one. He found that most of them were strange skills, and there were some very strange formulas. It seemed that there were no jade slips that were lifted. However, he found a jade slip, which marked the topographic map of the whole moon temple and the annotation of various important places.

Among them, the center of Yueshen City is the central area of the whole lunar divine array. There is a spring of life, containing a large number of spiritual stones, which can be provided to the nine-turn Xuantian array endlessly. Because of this, the nine-turn Xuantian array will experience more than 2,000 years without extinction. However, Yang Fan was also faintly worried. In case Wei Shengjie forcibly broke the array and came to the spring of life, how could he find the treasure not to be moved? Once the spring of life is removed, the nine-turn Xuantian array will no longer be supported by spiritual power, and it will also lose its strong protection. At that time, the whole moon temple will be destroyed.

It seems that there is not much time left for them, so they have to speed up their pace.

According to the jade slip, there are two spiritual stone mines and several elixirs peaks in the Moon Temple, all behind this Moon Temple.

Yang Fan's eyes lit up and said, "So here, I found the location of the elixir peak. What did you find over there?" Once the location of the elixir peak is determined, the thousand-year-old elixir of several mountains will be in their own bags.

Yefeng also grinned and said, "I have also found a way to break the ban. Not only that, the method of breaking the whole moon temple is in my hands, hey..."

"Very good, let's go to the elixir peak!" After saying that, Yang Fan wanted to start looking for the elixir.

Ye Feng said urgently, "Don't be busy. We haven't finished reading the main hall yet. Maybe there is anything good here!"

Yang Fan really couldn't laugh or cry. He waved the jade slips on the bookshelf into his bag and said bluntly, "What good thing can be compared with a thousand years of elixir?" Come on, don't linger!"

He has a thousand-year elixir in his heart, which is the key to the elixir. Who doesn't like it? Of course, it was also difficult for Yefeng to choose. He put the jade Jane in his hand in Yang Fan's hand and gritted his teeth and said, "Go to the elixir peak, and I will look for treasures in the main hall."

Hearing this, Yang Fan looked at him incredulously and asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will swallow the elixir alone?"

Ye Feng waved his hand carelessly and said angrily, "If you are such a person, will I still be friends with you?"

Yang Fan grinned and said, "Don't do this. It is good to act separately to maximize the benefits. But in any case, meet at the foot of the main hall in half a day. Don't be late. After saying that, he slapped the real mark on him. As long as he is still in the temple this month, he is not afraid of finding this guy.

After Yang Fan left, the night wind looked at the building of the main hall, which had already burned into a big hole. There seemed to be a lot of good goods. He grinned and said, "I'm going to make a fortune now! Hey..."