Wanderer of Myriad Worlds Chapter 247: Book Lingzi

"Scary boy, you have it all!"

The spirits of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion are almost crazy. Since they were put into the ancient heavenly palace by the emperor, the emperor did not force himself. Others, including the master of the five palaces, wanted to enter and respected themselves. Today, however, repeatedly and repeatedly being forced out by Fang Qingshan, he was still unable to shoot him, which is too suffocating.

In the beginning, Qi Ling was only afraid of the power of fate, but Fang Qingshan and Devil Emperor also saw him in his eyes, and the fear in his heart was even deeper.

Although he is a high-level sacred object, because it is not a killing treasure, his combat power is weaker than that of the same level of pure Yang Feijian and other objects.

Fang Qingshan can fully explode the power of Chunyang Flying Sword, especially the chess pieces of that side of the world. The power is even more unpredictable. If you hit yourself, just thinking about it, the spirit will feel a toothache.

In addition, Fang Qingshan is now in charge of the Tiandi sword, which makes him have no resistance at all. Did he see Fang Qingshan wielding the Tiandi sword, and he was forced out? This is the big battle that mobilized the entire ancient Tiangong. If the power is completely exploded, ordinary Heavenly Supreme can easily suppress it.

"Seniors don’t worry," Fang Qingshan asked Qiling forcibly to suppress her anger, but she didn’t pay any attention to it, and asked, "I haven’t consulted the seniors."

For Arcadia, there are both advantages and disadvantages, with pros and cons.

As long as there are spiritual things, knowing to seek benefits and avoid harm, let alone have complete wisdom.

A treasure of intelligence is more autonomous, which is equivalent to adding a helper.

There is no weapon, but it is more secure, and the magic weapon can be fully controlled by itself.

Which is better is what the benevolent sees and the wise sees.

However, for Fang Qingshan, no matter whether you have a spirit or not, you can only use it for yourself, otherwise it is for you.

Fang Qingshan felt that the Emperor of Heaven was too forgiving of the spirits of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. As the master of the ancient Tiangong, he dared to speak to himself in this way, saying that he was rebellious.

For his partner Qingshan, he must take away the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. The ancient Tiangong’s land was shaved three feet by him, not to mention the strongest heritage.

If the spirit is good, if it is stubborn, it can only be suppressed. The only thing to prevent is that his dog jumps the wall and the net is broken.

After all, if you want the Tibetan Buddhist monastery, you don’t want this advanced Taoist tool at all, you just want the magical power inside.

"Old man Shu Lingzi, kid, you said you need any supernatural powers, as long as I have them, I will give them to you, don't toss about it anymore."

Shu Ling also eased his tone, said Qingshan.

"I am afraid that my predecessors will not give up." Fang Qingshan said lightly.

"Do not give up? No!" Hearing Fang Qingshan said, Shu Ling replied affirmatively, even the immortal golden body was taken away, what else was unwilling, as long as he could send away the **** of plague , Shuling felt that it was worthwhile to pay some price.

After all, looking at Fang Qingshan is three feet tall, obviously he is unwilling to come back here. As long as he is sent away, he will be relieved.

"Really?" Fang Qingshan asked again in uncertainty.

"Really!" Shu Ling resolutely replied.

"Well, please ask my seniors to hand me all the magical power scrolls!" Fang Qingshan laughed.

"Good..." After listening to Fang Qingshan's request, Shu Ling subconsciously spit out a good word, but immediately, a smile that had just risen stiffened in his face.

"Boy, you are entertaining me!" After half a ring, Shu Ling's voice became calm, but his eyes stared at Fang Qingshan with a chill.

As the most powerful force in the world in the past, the ancient Tiangong Palace has many collections of magical scrolls.

More importantly, as an instrumental spirit of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he is called Shuling. The main reason is that the more magical books in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the greater his power will be. The magical powers are handed over, leaving a loft, his power seems to be wasted, it is difficult to say whether the Tibetan scripture can maintain the quality of the holy objects.

Fang Qingshan is severing his roots, so Shuling suddenly became indifferent.

"It's not a pastime." Fang Qingshan said lightly. "Two options. First, the senior gave me all the magical scrolls. I let the senior free, and second, the senior followed me."

"What if I don't choose both?" Shu Ling sneered.

"That's impossible, and I'm going to make my seniors suffer too much." Fang Qingshan waved the Emperor's sword with disapproval.

In an instant, the formation of the entire ancient palace was mobilized, and a great pressure fell from the sky, and the power only acted on the Tibetan court for a little, completely imprisoning it in the air.

"You..." Shuling did not expect Fang Qingshan to be so indifferent.

Too late to think, quickly spit out a word, "Shou!"

Between the mouths, there is a great sense of vitality, this is the power of Confucianism and Taoism, this is the power of books. Haoran swept across the air with masculinity. When even the power of the formation is isolated.

"Boy, the Emperor promised me that time and never forced me to do things that I did not want. Are you going to violate it?" Although Fang Qingshan did not mobilize all the power of formation, Shu Ling was still a little tired to deal with it. Had to move out the old master.

"Emperor Heaven is Emperor Heaven, I am me, Emperor Heaven has promised you, but I have not promised you." Fang Qingshan said lightly. "Besides, although I got Yiqi Sanqing and Heavenly Emperor Sword~IndoMTL.com~, but it is not a descendant of Heavenly Emperor, so tell me that these are useless."

"You..." Shuling heard the words and couldn't help but choked on it. Then, she was cruel and gritted her teeth and said, "Wealth can't be prostitute, poor can't move, powerful can't bend, I want to give in Dream, it’s a big deal, we’re dead!"

"Why don’t you want to leave with me, and why don’t you give me the magical power?" Fang Qingshan is most afraid of this kind of thing. Although the formation is powerful, he can’t imprison the book spirit instantly, and he destroys the magical power. , But only momentary effort, silence for a while, Fang Qingshan asked.

"I don't like you, is it okay?" Shuling said angrily, "Books are power, you take away all supernatural powers, it is equivalent to scrapping me, do you say I can do it?"

"Don’t like it?" Well, it’s very powerful, and it’s a very subjective reason. At the same time, Fang Qingshan also realized that the Tibetan scriptures can actually use magical books to increase their strength. Slightly aroused.

Seeing the strange look on Fang Qingshan’s face, Shu Ling felt a cold in his heart, and quickly shouted, “Boy, don’t do any bad ideas, otherwise I can wipe out all supernatural powers and let you play in a bamboo basket. The water is empty."