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Chapter six hundred and eighty-ninth all kinds of insider

Just less than an hour apart, the entrance to the mysterious waters actually changed ten miles from before, so he didn't have to worry about bringing others in once and exposing the problem of this place.

Entering the mysterious waters, the winter melon and herbal tea flew straight towards the giant pillar with its sword, without any concern that the giant turtles would find themselves.

Even if he passed by the giant tortoises, he still had no reaction, as if he was moving forward in his own home, and he ignored him at all.

"Mr. Tartar, the plan failed, and those people were unwilling to participate in the action."

The winter melon herbal tea took a deep breath, calmed down, and then took one step and said loudly.

The shadows like mountains and rivers gently raised, and two eyeballs emitting faint light appeared, and a terrifying pressure was already spread.

"The little things of waste are not done well, so how can I give you more important tasks?"

"It's really that Lord Tartar is too powerful. Those people can't raise their desire to resist when they see it. How dare they deal with you?"

The winter melon and herbal tea quickly defended it and even flattered Wannian Tortoiseshell.

Even if it is a monster, it seems that it is very useful to flattery, and its tone is much gentler.

"What a pity, those people just now are much stronger than the human race that I usually swallow. One of them still conveys a trace of divine power fluctuation, and it seems that there is a priesthood in it. If I can swallow it, I will definitely be able to use it and turn the chain on my body a little."

When it comes to being excited, the Wannian Tortoiseshell pulled up, and only then did he find that there were iron links on its limbs connected to the giant pillar next to it, so that it could not leave at all.

"The restriction left by the old man Wenming is too strong. Even if it has not faded after ten thousand years, it has not faded. If it weren't for the genius of this god and his talent came up with this solution, I'm afraid it would be impossible to get out for ten thousand years in ten thousand years."

"That's, Lord Daimao, your wisdom, if you were not plotted by the old man in civilization, you wouldn't have been imprisoned here?"

The winter melon and herbal tea flattered herbal tea, but she felt very sorry for her heart. She was trapped here by Dayu for thousands of years, but she still dared to speak out loudly.

After an on-site observation, Ye Rong's interest in Wannian Tortoiseshell increased more than one, but his confidence in victory also dropped to the bottom.

Withdrawing from the mysterious waters, even the most arrogant partridge was wilted, and he didn't mention that he would say the tortoiseshell as a word.

The body shape of the ten thousand-year-old tortoiseshell can bring too much oppression to people. Although body shape is not an important factor in determining the strength of the monsters, like the Chief Lord who once defeated a super monster with a size of dozens of miles in the tomb of Zhuge Wuhou, it has other fatal weaknesses.

And the ten thousand-year-old tortoiseshell that can become a Hebei and create such a mysterious water area does not seem to have fatal weaknesses to exploit.

Even if the divine power has dropped drastically and its level is far inferior to its heyday, it is still a bit of a fantasy just because only seven or eight people want to take it down.

Before leaving, Ye Rong actually wanted to bombard the sword light to see if he could leave a mark on the turtle shell. He suspected that unless he used the strongest attack, such as the God-Slaying Gourd or the 12-Yuan Chen Star Constellation Forbidden, he would not even be able to break the defense of the Ten Thousand Years of Tortoises, let alone killing it.

"Fellow Taoist Donggua, I'm afraid I'll have to say sorry to you. This Wannian Tortoiseshell is too strong. At least I won't participate in this action at the moment. It's totally equivalent to suicide. If this Wannian Tortoiseshell is still there after a month or two, I'm very willing to come and participate again."

After Ye Rong expressed his meaning, Nine Swords Cangsheng also said the same words, and even Xiao Xiangwen advised winter melon and herbal tea to think twice.

Although the partridge is also a bird hesitant and does not speak, his meaning is actually expressed in his heart. No matter how disdain he expresses on his face, the name of "Rong of Blooming" still has a great effect.

Even the sword of the sword is clearly stated that it is a death sentence, and the partridge is also a bird that is arrogant, but it should be considered more.

What's more, if he was the only one left, even if he was involved, the action would not be possible.

"Okay, since all fellow Taoists are unwilling to do so, this action can only be temporarily stranded. I don't dare to make the idea of ​​Wannian Daimao."

Winter melon herbal tea shook his head bitterly. He had been working around for months since he discovered the mysterious waters, hoping to become a strong man at the Tianlist level with this. This time, his hope was broken, and the loss in his heart can be imagined.

"But maybe you don't have to wait too long, maybe you can restart this plan in less than a month."

Before saying goodbye, Ye Rong patted the shoulder of the winter melon and herbal tea and said with a meaningful meaning.

He was not just comforting the winter melon and herbal tea, but he really had such a plan in his heart.

If the chief master in the Great Sword of Right and Evil is outstanding, he can get the Tiandu Sword and then burst out a few good equipment from the demon master. At that time, when the two swords combine their strength, it is really possible that they will challenge the Wannian Tortoiseshell.

After watching today, the mysterious waters have left a deep impression on him. He will never miss it after he has the strength.

After sending all the people away, only himself left, the face of the winter melon herbal tea suddenly showed a fierce and complicated look. It did not turn back to Maoshan, but instead plunged into the Yangtze River waters and entered the mysterious waters.

Just less than an hour apart, the entrance to the mysterious waters actually changed ten miles from before, so he didn't have to worry about bringing others in once and exposing the problem of this place.

Entering the mysterious waters, the winter melon and herbal tea flew straight towards the giant pillar with its sword, without any concern that the giant turtles would find themselves.

Even if he passed by the giant tortoises, he still had no reaction, as if he was moving forward in his own home, and he ignored him at all.

"Mr. Tartar, the plan failed, and those people were unwilling to participate in the action."

The winter melon herbal tea took a deep breath, calmed down, and then took one step and said loudly.

The shadows like mountains and rivers gently raised, and two eyeballs emitting faint light appeared, and a terrifying pressure was already spread.

"The little things of waste are not done well, so how can I give you more important tasks?"

"It's really that Lord Tartar is too powerful. Those people can't raise their desire to resist when they see it. How dare they deal with you?"
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