Seven days passed by in a flash, and Yang Le had not practiced so happily for a long time!

Without any bottlenecks to hinder him, he was like a dolphin locked in a zoo returning to the sea. The pleasant feeling made him let out a loud shout.

"Damn it, this kid got promoted again?"

"Isn't this a bit too naughty?"

"Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death?"

"Xiao Feifei, why do I have an ominous premonition?"

Xie Longfei really couldn't stand the talkative Gubei, so he even took the initiative to block his hearing.

In fact, he felt a little anxious and a little happy at the same time!

Finally, when this kid has grown up, although the speed is indeed a bit too fast, when I think of being able to have a fair fight with him, I will inevitably feel a little excited.

Yang Le, who was equally delighted, couldn't wait to look at the big yellow wall, and the numbers on it had indeed changed!

Cultivation level: Earth level sixth level

Strength: 4860 pounds

Fairy spirit: conversion rate 10.05%

Mental power: 3330

At this time, if Yang Le only talked about his strength, he had already surpassed the ordinary ninth-level monks. However, although he was happy, he was still a little disappointed.

Although the conversion rate of immortal energy has also increased a lot, it is not as much as he imagined. It is 10.05%. In fact, it is only one-tenth of the way to complete conversion.

Judging from the many years it has taken Gubei and Xie Longfei to advance to the ninth level, he is still no match for them when fighting alone. Although he could be suppressed with the help of the power of Youtiao, Xie Longfei at that time did not even think about it.

Kill him!

Knowing that he is weaker, but still chasing the little black dragon, in a real life and death battle, this is simply impossible!

Not to mention these two top ninth-level geniuses, even if he met the old Mr. Chu before his death, he would probably be beaten until he could run away with his head in his arms!

After all, immortal energy and energy are two completely different powers. The higher the level of cultivation, the clearer his understanding of this becomes.

Yang Le even has a feeling that the so-called energy is actually just a tool to polish oneself. Only after a person reaches the immortal level can he truly open the door to cultivation!

However, he, who had always been optimistic, just reflected a little and returned to his arrogant attitude.

"Don't I still have 3330 mental powers?"

"I don't believe Xiao Feifei and the others can be taller than me!"

After he exited the state of trance, his body was shaken slightly to dispel some of the filth on his body as well as the powdery spirit stone residue.

The Shenlu wine I once spent a million dollars drinking from Mr. Lu has begun to bear fruit now. If it had been anyone else, they would have stunk to the heavens. How could they be as handsome as him?

"That stuff is really good, but Loulan Secret Realm doesn't seem to produce fruit that can be soaked in wine. I'll try to find a way to get two kilograms to rinse my mouth later."

Thinking of bad ideas again, he came to the throne and studied it carefully.

He was too far away before, so he hadn't discovered that the throne was not only inlaid with many spiritual stones, but also had an energy-linking formation underneath its base, connecting it to the palace behind.

"No wonder these formations are endless, there is something in feelings that keeps providing energy to them!"

"Huh?"

"who is it?"

Just when his mental strength was about to follow the clues and go in to investigate, another force suddenly swept past and cut off his connection with the inside.

This sudden change shocked Yang Le!

Judging from Lanna's previous performance and tone, there shouldn't be any other living things in the palace behind her except the head of Prince Khotan.

But just based on a dead head, even if it absorbs spiritual energy and becomes a spirit, it is impossible for it to behave in such a humane manner. Besides, this is simply impossible. Otherwise, Lana will have nothing to do and resurrect a woolen yarn after eating too much.

?

"This throne seems to be the key to the palace."

"Should I go in or not?"

Yang Le is now completely in a dilemma!

There is a big difference between not being afraid of death and willing to die!

As if sensing his embarrassment, an old man's voice suddenly came from inside. His voice was hoarse and his tone was heavy. At first glance, he didn't sound like a good person.

"Jiejiejiejie~"

"Boy, I... I have been trapped here for many years. Fortunately, you got rid of that female devil. Break the seal quickly and let me out!"

This sentence ended here. Yang Le was even afraid that the old man was breathing heavily. He stood there and waited for a long time, but still did not hear any follow-up.

"Damn it, uncle, you don't play your cards right?"

"Did you forget to promise me any benefits?"

The old man who originally felt that he had scared him away, after hearing Yang Le's words, was so angry that he couldn't help but cough a few times, and then said viciously:

"I told you to open it, so you opened it. What nonsense are you talking about?"

"When I return to heaven and earth, I will be the first to eat you!!!"

Although from the perspective of a villain, there was nothing wrong with this guy's tone of voice, but Yang Le always felt it was a little weird.

"What went wrong?"

"Huangkou kid, get out of here if you don't open the seal!"

The old man's furious voice came out again!

If he had met anyone else today, he might have been scared away long ago, but unfortunately Yang Le is not that kind of coward.

"correct!"

"That's the tone of his voice!!!"

"Isn't this fucking supposed to be a follow-up approach?"

"Isn't he afraid of scaring me away?"

"unless--"

"This old man is just bluffing me!"

Yang Le grasped the key to the matter immediately. He often reads online novels and knows the routines inside!

It’s okay if you don’t give any benefits, but the word “scary” cannot be separated from the three sentences. How can this be the attitude of an old monster who has been imprisoned for thousands of years and wants to come out?

Although he was once a great god, Yang Le has always believed in the principle of empathizing with others. No matter what pranks or bad things he does, he always likes to put himself in someone else's shoes.

If I do this, will people not be angry at all?

How angry would I be if someone pranked me like this?

Will you feel that the level is not enough, and then let it go?

Without such a professional death-seeking mentality, no matter what the great gods in the sky do, they cannot be thrown directly into the mortal world!

Feeling that he had understood the truth, he suddenly put on a dull expression, which was exactly the same as Ah Han before.

"Hehe, uh... Daxian... I'll open it right away... open the seal..."

"Let...let you go..."

"fart!!!"

The old man didn't wait for him to finish his words and started to curse. No matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't imagine how the kid who was so naughty just now turned into a wise man.

He was so handicapped that he even stuttered a bit when he spoke.

"Boy, get out of here quickly. I'm surprised by your skeleton. You're just a useless martial arts loser. I don't need you to save me. The destined person will come!"

"Get out of here!!!"

The stupid Yang Le seemed not to hear what he said, and kept mumbling to himself - Don't do things half-heartedly!

"Shouldn't this NM be true to her word?"

"If you don't speak idioms, you should know how to be honest, right?"

"Bah, bah, bah, I..."

"You...get out of here!!!"

The angrier the old man gets, the faster Yang Le moves. Now he can see that this guy is a strong one!

No matter what dangers there are, as long as the enemy is afraid of them, that's what I should do!

Zhiqua~

As Yang Le uprooted the throne, the door of the palace behind him suddenly opened, and a spiritual energy that was so rich that it almost turned into substance was released from inside.

"Hmm~~~"

Feeling the trace of fairy energy contained in it, Yang Le couldn't help but let out another sigh. It seemed that his whole body became light and airy, and his shoes felt like stepping on cotton.
To be continued...