The blue and gold are shining, splashing many five-color dust lights, flashing, and the light is unstable.

"No, never compromise!"

A loud voice sounded in Ding Yi's brain, causing Ding Yi to be extremely discomfort, dizzy, and want to vomit.

The gold medal jumped so hard, which was different from what Ding Yi thought. The application of pointing to the treasure seemed to be a little different. The magic power of pointing to the treasure was originally reserved, and it should be very strong according to the principle.

Ding Yi didn't know that this scroll was copied from the Hall of Reincarnation. There was no problem with the text content, but the copying magic power was too far away. When the Taoist Duobao made the original scroll, he was close to the quasi-saint. A magic power could be refined even a Yellow River. Of course, the higher the magic power, the more attention it pays attention to ecological balance, and he will not commit murder for nothing. Most people will not do this.

And the mana that is copied is better than nothing.

The protection mechanism is also so easy to succeed because Ding Yi is replicating.

When he activates the true energy, his mind is cold and he has improved. Ding Yi, who has originally looked relaxed, got cautious, sat cross-legged, looked at Yuan with his five hearts, and closed his eyes to meditate.

After a while of calm, the sound rang again.

"I am the future of tens of billions of people on Earth and cannot be subordinate to anyone!"

The voice was urgent, nervous, and sharp!

It also has the noise unique to the machine, which makes the eardrums dangerously pierced, which is scary.

"Get out!"

The electronic sound seems to be about to break through the sky, and Ding Yinaoren is in a severe pain.

The green light and the golden light were like battle formations. After Mingmiao had been intertwined for a while, a stable situation was formed. The green light was like a wave, surging and surging. The golden light was like a sea defense river embankment, solid and steady, and bright for a moment, and did not give in to each other.

The magic power of the word "Fengcao" is not under Ding Yi's command. Ding Yi gritted his teeth and endured the noise, hoping to conquer the gold medal early so that he could travel through time and space to go home.

He didn't expect that there was a host in the gold medal, with independent consciousness, opposing it as his magic weapon, and it was very intense.

"Get out! Go to death!"

This time the sound is different from before, it is thick and heavy, like a big bell, magnificent and grand!

With this sound, three golden light spots flew out from the gold medal and hit the green light heavily.

The golden light spots were restrained infinity, and when they hit, the strong light flashed. Although Ding Yi closed his eyes, the pain under his eyelids was unbearable, which almost made him scream.

After the impact, the golden light spots disappeared without a trace, and the green light was knocked out through the window and flew away without knowing where to go.

The previous movements were silent and all the sounds directly vibrated Ding Yi's sea of ​​consciousness, which was the exchange of consciousness. The last strong light flashed like a flash of lightning. Ordinary people thought it was just an illusion in the blink of an eye.

Bai Suzhen was talking to Yin Yeping, and suddenly a strong light flashed and she said in surprise: "What's it?"

Step onto the roof and look to the direction of the hall.

Under the Dharma Eye, in the sky and the sun, the green light had nowhere to escape. Bai Suzhen's sleeves rolled in the sky, extending infinitely, like a blooming rose, rolling away layer by layer, and trapping the green light.

The green light was flexible and seemed to have spirituality. After turning around for a while, he turned around and crawled towards Ding Yi's window.

The big sleeves were floating, a little too late to catch up. Bai Suzhen shook her head, pointed her slender fingers in front of her, and said sweetly: "Qi!"

In the dark cloud-like hairpin, the purple hairpin was quickly penetrated like a lightning, too quickly, bringing out a series of whistles and purple lights. The next wave arrives first, and it is definitely tied to the green light.

The green light faded, like smoke and mist, lingering around the hairpin, and later disappeared without a trace.

"Come back!" Bai Suzhen waved.

The hairpin vibrated in front of the window a few times, and fell on the windowsill with a bang, still vibrating endlessly, like a fish leaving the water, struggling, but unable to respond to Bai Suzhen's call.

He pounced on him, and a big hand blew and pulled it away, broke through the window frame, pinched it on the hairpin, and it fell into Ding Yi's hand, and it immediately became quiet.

Ding Yi appeared in front of the window, held the hairpin in front of him, and looked carefully. The hairpin was purple and transparent, with a dragon-shaped top, slightly empty, with a strange material, and a sharp tip.

Are you afraid of accidentally hurting the hairpin if you polish it so sharply?

He spread his hairpin in the palm of his hand, raised it up, and asked Bai Suzhen on the high place, "Your?"

Bai Suzhen said with a expressionless face, "Choose the master of the treasure, since it falls into your hands, it is yours!"

‘What do I want to do with a hairpin? What do women have to do with love? What are men and women who give private gifts to each other? Where can I put the yin and sanitation?’

Ding Yi was very interested. When he heard Bai Suzhen say that he was the treasure and chose the master, he asked, "What kind of treasure is this?"

Bai Suzhen smiled lightly, her tone was also light, without any weight, and she seemed to not land: "You ask it!"

Ding Yi looked at the hairpin suspiciously, "What should I ask?"

"Sister, what's the matter?" Xiaoqing has been experiencing a human body and has been incredibly spiritual sense. She and Bai Suzhen have lived next door and found that Bai Suzhen was moving faster than Yin Yeping.

"It's okay, let's go!" Bai Suzhen turned around and jumped off the roof and went back...

Xiaoqing looked at the purple hairpin for a while, and her face looked unhappy. After all, she didn't say anything to Ding Yi. She greeted Yin Yeping, who followed him: "Let's go!"

Yin Yeping had a sexy hair, looked at Ding Yi at the window, looked at the hairpin on his hand, smiled and left.

Oh, there was movement, Ding Yidan Ning was nervous, but his hand held the hairpin and did not move.

The hairpin slowly became bigger and longer. Ding Yi's palm was a little itchy and he unconsciously held it tightly. He just realized that he was holding the hilt of the sword. The hairpin turned into a magical long sword, full of purple. On the spine, there were many complex patterns, mysterious and mysterious. The sharp part emitted a bright white light. In the white light, there was a purple divine dragon, with auspicious aura and full of treasure light.

The sword trembled slightly, and a child's joy of admiring his parents came. He touched the sword's spine and felt a sense of mutual communication. Should this sword really be the main one?

He took off a hair and placed it gently on the blade. He was not subjected to force, but immediately broke into two pieces.

Draw an arc and bring out a deep purple!

Good sword, Ding Yi praised it, but this color is so suitable for women. If you can't show it, just use it.

Just as I was thinking about the color in my heart, the purple sword changed, and the purple color gradually faded away. At the sword spine, two deep black lines extended from the handle to the tip of the sword. In other positions, the color was silver-white, the cold light was cold, and it seemed to have infinite coldness, and the complex patterns disappeared.

"Okay!" Ding Yizan said, the sword could actually hide its light and fade away its magical appearance, and it was worthy of its magic weapon.

Who doesn’t want magical weapons and weapons? At the same time, there are still shortcomings: “You have to make a scabbard, what kind of thing do you do?”

The thoughts moved, and a trace of yellow energy came from the next door, a trace of white energy came from the weapon stand, and a trace of green energy came from the plants in the courtyard. These various miscellaneous airs wrapped around Ding Yi's hand with a long sword.

"What's going on?" Ding Yixin waved his hand, and the miscellaneous air attached to the sword body and could not be shaken off.

After a while, the mixed air turned into an antique scabbard with two seal characters: "Purple shiny".

Retract the scabbard and insert it twice, making a clanging sound.

The voice of the guard guard outside the courtyard came in at this time: "Is it okay, lord?"

"Nothing happens, ask a few craftsmen to make one of the windows for me."
Chapter completed!