"I'm not welcome?"

Duan Lingtian grinned and continued to walk towards the sloppy old man standing at the gate of the mansion. [Daku^^Qi^^Zhong^^Video^^Net]

Every time he took a step, the purple robe on his body became turbulent, as if a ball of purple flames were constantly rising, emitting a terrifying aura.

Seeing Duan Lingtian ignore his words, the sloppy old man's face darkened. He picked up the wine gourd and poured a sip of wine into his mouth. He did not swallow it, but just put it in his mouth.

Suddenly.

"go back!"

A sound of Yuanli clumping into Duan Lingtian's eardrum in an instant, causing Duan Lingtian's mind to shake.

Duan Lingtian was shocked, and the sloppy old man took action.

Whoosh!

I saw him open his mouth and spit out the wine he had just swallowed. The wine shot out from his mouth, as if it turned into a sharp arrow, moving rapidly like the wind.

It was like wine that turned into sharp arrows, rising and raging halfway through the way. The skyrocketing flames rushed straight towards Duan Lingtian, turning into a rocket, with great force.

It seems that if Duan Lingtian is not killed, he will not give up.

Above the void, the power of heaven and earth was turbulent, and the strange phenomena of heaven and earth condensed. One thousand eight hundred ancient horned dragons appeared out of thin air, and then they opened their teeth and claws and pounced on Duan Lingtian.

The seventh level of the realm of transformation.

The artistic conception of seven levels of high-level fire.

The former is comparable to the power of a thousand ancient ceratops!

The latter is comparable to the power of eight hundred ancient ceratops!

Of course, even if one thousand ancient horned dragons were used to exert the power, the sloppy old man still retained it.

After all, it is impossible for a warrior like him to only understand a "artistic state".

However, in his opinion, the power he has now been exerted is enough to easily deal with that ignorant boy.

However, soon, the sloppy old man realized that he was wrong.

Outrageously wrong.

"How is that possible?!"

I thought I could see Duan Lingtian being penetrated by the sloppy old man entangled with the flames, staring at the scene in front of me in a daze.

As he muttered to himself, his tone was full of incredibleness.

In the distance, the attack he launched was defeated in an instant.

The phantom of one thousand eight hundred ancient ceratops dissipated.

A moment ago.

Facing the sharp arrows turned into by the wine shot from the sloppy old man, Duan Lingtian seemed to have not seen it, and continued to walk towards the sloppy old man.

Just as the sharp arrow wrapped around the flames was close at hand and was about to penetrate his chest, he finally made a move.

call!

He raised his hand like lightning, then pointed out, and met the sharp arrow containing the power of 1,800 ancient horned dragons. The condensed power shot out from his fingertips, destroying the sharp arrow condensed by the wine like a destruction.

boom!

With a loud bang, Duan Lingtian resolved the attack of the sloppy old man with one finger.

From beginning to end, Duan Lingtian took action like lightning, and even the power of heaven and earth did not have time to react, let alone condensed the strange phenomena of heaven and earth.

Duan Lingtian took action so quickly that even the sloppy old man could not see clearly.

It is precisely because of this that the sloppy elderly people find it incredible.

"Who are you?!"

The sloppy old man suddenly straightened his waist, stepped out, and looked at Duan Lingtian with a serious face, "What are you doing with my master?"

"The nameless man wants to borrow something from him to read."

Duan Lingtian said lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Lingtian's feet shook, and in an instant, a hurricane turned into a flash of hurricane, disappearing in front of the sloppy old man like lightning, causing the sloppy old man's face to change drastically.

While his despicableness changed, he hurriedly chased into the mansion behind him.

The spacious mansion is filled with flowers and plants in the front yard. There is a pavilion in the middle. An old man in gray stands there, frowning, as if thinking about something.

"Um?"

Suddenly, as if he had noticed something, the old man in gray frowned and looked out of the pavilion.

There was an extra figure, a purple figure.

Looking at the young man in purple in front of him, the old man in gray was a little surprised.

The opponent's speed made him not react until the opponent was close, which undoubtedly shows that the opponent's strength is so profound.

In addition, if you can break into his mansion, the other party undoubtedly passed the level of the old brother who has followed him for many years.

His old brother is not much stronger than him.

"You are the 'demon'?"

The old man in gray asked.

"Do you think I'm like a 'monster'?"

The young man in purple was Duan Lingtian who broke in. After hearing the words of the old man in gray, he looked strange and asked back.

When the old man in gray heard this, he couldn't help but suffocate, and then his eyes froze and asked in surprise: "Can you not be a 'demon'?"

The young man in purple in front of him looked about twenty-five years old. If he was not a "demon" but a human warrior, his real age would definitely not be more than thirty years old.

After living for most of his life, he still has this little vision.

However, he couldn't help feeling a little incredible if he was no more than thirty years old.

You know, even the first generation of contemporary young people, "Xu Qing", a second-rate force in the region north of the northern desert, is 37 years old, but he does not have such strength.

This is also the reason why he thinks the other party is a "demon".

With the strength shown by the other party and the young appearance of the other party, it makes people have to suspect that he is not a human, but a "demon".

"It doesn't matter whether I am a 'demon'... I came to you this time, mainly because I want to borrow something from you to read it."

Duan Lingtian did not directly answer the question of the old man in gray, that is, the second elder of the Zeng family, "Zeng Yu", but directly made it straight to the point and explained his purpose.

"Owner!"

At this time, the sloppy old man also arrived and stopped Zeng Yu, as if he was willing to serve as a "shield" for him.

"But I don't know what you want to lend me?"

Zeng Yu asked with his eyes narrowed, his face calm and he was not panicked at all.

"I heard that you got a map that covered the 'Lushui River' not long ago... I came here to borrow that map from you and read it for a maximum of twenty breathing times, and I will return it to you."

Duan Lingtian said bluntly without beating around the bush.

When he heard Duan Lingtian's words, neither the sloppy old man nor Zeng Yu could help but be stunned.

They didn't expect that Duan Lingtian came just to borrow a "map".

"So you came for that 'map'."

After a while, Zeng Yu was the first to come back to his senses and shook his head and smiled, "This matter is just a small matter to me and is not worth mentioning... However, since you want to borrow the map in my hand to read it, no matter how big or small, you should be considered as owing me a favor."

"But I don't know... If I lend the map to you to read, how will you repay me as a favor?"

Zeng Yu looked at Duan Lingtian with great interest and asked teasingly.

Of course, although he said this, he didn't think so in his heart. He just wanted to see how this powerful man who looked so young and indifferent would respond to him.

For him, lending a map in his hand to the other party for twenty breathing time was nothing but a simple task.

But the other party went straight into his mansion, and he was bound to make things difficult for the other party.

"Favor?"

Duan Lingtian was not surprised when he heard Zeng Yu's words. He seemed to have been prepared and said lightly: "I heard that you have a deep attainment in the 'Inscription One'... In this way, you lend me the 'map' for twenty breathing times, and I will answer a problem in the 'Inscription Art' for you."

Duan Lingtian said something very casually, with a calm and gentle breeze.

However, Zeng Yu couldn't help but be stunned when he heard it.

"Hmph! You are also worthy of talking about the 'inscribed art' in front of my master? My master's attainments in the 'inscribed art'. Looking at the Beimo land, only the Beiming Sect and the two 'inscribed masters' in the Wuchang Sect are qualified to be compared with him."

"You are 'inscribed art' in front of my master, which is simply a joke and a joke!"

Before Zeng Yu could speak, the sloppy old man had already sarcastically.

"Looking at the northern desert, only two 'Inscription Masters' can compare with him?"

Hearing the sloppy old man's words, Duan Lingtian smiled disdainfully, "Live in the well and watch the sky!"
To be continued...