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- Pull out your palm.
Jiang Dali had an extra leather scroll in his hand.
There are no fonts on the surface.
But a prompt appeared on Jiang Dali¡¯s panel.
"You have obtained the secret skill of the Earth Level, "One Yang Finger"."
"Dali Duan, Zhu Ziliu got the Yiyang Finger that he learned from Nandi Yideng so easily?
??????????????????????? This is an ancestral skill after all, so it is normal to carry it with you and study it every day. "
Jiang Dali¡¯s pupils shrank slightly, his eyes flashed slightly, and then the corners of his mouth slowly formed a smile, the arc became wider and wider, and finally he couldn¡¯t help laughing.
The opportunities in this world are truly extraordinary.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? together.
Although this kind of magical configuration cannot be compared with Zhang Wuji, who originally obtained the "Nine Yang Magic" plus the heaven-level secret "The Great Shift of the Universe", it is not bad at all.
¡°Perhaps the only thing that needs to be worried now is how to quickly improve these two extremely potential skills.
With a little joy.
Jiang Dali walked towards the demon eagle that was struggling and writhing on the ground.
A bloody hole was poked out of Demon Eagle's abdomen by Yiyang's finger, but his eyes were still cold and cruel. Even though he was injured, he did not whine. Only when he saw Jiang Dali, his eyes became softer.
"A few minor injuries, nothing to worry about."
Jiang Dali stroked the Demon Eagle's head and stuffed the Jade Dew Pill into the Demon Eagle's mouth.
The Demon Eagle's energy and blood also slowly recovered.
"Keep eating meat, don't waste it. Maybe if you eat the body of this white ape, you will have a chance of evolving into a strange beast."
Jiang Dali pointed to the corpse of the white ape standing aside.
The devil eagle gave a low cry, rushed to the white ape's corpse and continued to peck at it.
Jiang Dali glanced at the entrance of the cave tunnel, then returned to the Ice Soul Jade Stone. Holding the rosary for surviving evil, he opened the "One Yang Finger" to meditate, trying to learn this earth-level martial arts again.
However, a stick of incense passed by.
Jiang Dali had no choice but to give up temporarily.
Even the ice soul jade and the rosary for overcoming calamities have an additive and auxiliary effect on concentrating on practice, and are helpful for understanding martial arts.
But without the state of enlightenment just now, the effect of this additional assistance is not particularly fast. It is still very difficult to learn Yiyang Finger in a short time.
In a whole stick of incense, he only scratched the surface of his comprehension, which is reflected in the progress bar on the panel, which is only about 2% of the progress.
Although this kind of progress is very gratifying, compared to the current situation, Jiang Dali still gave up on continuing to practice in this cave.
Zhu Changling is not just an unknown person, this is the Kunlun Mountains.
Now that the other party died in his hands, Jiang Dali thought it would be better to leave before no one noticed.
"Not to mention Kunlun He Taichong and Wu Lie, the descendant of Wu Santong, there must be some hidden masters here in the Kunlun Mountains. The noise I made this night was not small, and even the panel issued a warning.
Now that the magical skill has been obtained, to be cautious, it is better to quickly return to your home territory. "
Jiang Dali stood up suddenly, drew out the golden-backed nine-ring knife, and began to try to dig out the ice soul jade in the ground.
The excavated ice soul jade is not too big, although it weighs about one hundred kilograms.
But to Jiang Dali, it was nothing, just the weight of an adult man.
Immediately, he wrapped the Ice Soul Jade with tough tree vines and carried it on his back.
After greeting the magic eagle, who stayed in the cave to eat the white ape these days, Jiang Dali walked out of the cave and left.
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Outside the cave, the rain has weakened, and the drizzle is like gauze and fog, covering the entire mountain. In the night, everything looks misty and illusory.
Jiang Dali carried a heavy load and used Qinggong to coordinate with some footholds and branches and vines to get down the mountain.
A group of passionate guild players are still waiting.
But at some point, a few people were missing. Among them, several high-level leaders of the Hot-Blooded Guild looked anxious. They stepped forward happily when Jiang Dali came down.
"My hero, you finally came out. The master who called himself Zhu Wu Lian Zhuang asked us just now, and we said that you went to the cave to collect medicine. Now that I see you, I feel relieved. Is everything okay? That Zhu family master Woolen cloth?"
"That master"
Jiang Dali stared coldly at the senior executive who was speaking, chuckled twice, and said coldly, "You all know that I have said that you should keep a low profile and not attract the attention of the Zhu family, but you are still here at the critical moment.??Sell out to me, you are a bunch of losers! "
"Hero, Iwedon't know."
The top management of the Hot-Blooded Guild was busy and nervous to explain.
"Okay, get out of here. I don't have time to argue with you guys."
Jiang Dali snorted coldly, and left after passing the player.
"Wait a minute, hero, you can't just leave like this."
The top brass of the Hot Blood Guild quickly stopped Jiang Dali and said sadly, "Actually, there is something we haven't told you yet. Wan Shen, he escaped. You have to help us catch him again!"
"oh?"
Jiang Dali laughed, "It seems that the few of you who were missing returned to Wan Chen's house while I was in the cave to capture Wan Chen.
"If the people from the Zhu family hadn't appeared before, you wouldn't have had the courage.
"But after the people from the Zhu family showed up, you probably also expected that I might be in trouble, so to ensure your interests, you sent people in advance to capture Wan Chen." "
¡°Bah!¡ª¡ª¡±
With a sarcastic smile on his face, Jiang Dali clapped his hands in response to the uncomfortable expressions and repeated explanations from the other players in the Hot Blood Guild, "It's a pity that you underestimate me too much. Since I dare to throw Wan Chen in the room like this, No one can capture him in advance, at least not you losers."
The expression of the senior leader of the Hot-Blooded Guild changed, "Have you been prepared for the fact that we might be tempted to attack Wan Shen in advance?
You are an insidious guy.
You keep saying that we are trash, sooner or later we will surpass you! "
"New color! Don't anger him."
Player Xiao Siyue couldn't help but scream.
"Beyond?"
Jiang Dali¡¯s eyes flashed with sharp cold light, ¡°I don¡¯t know what it means!¡±
His hands suddenly moved, and his fingers suddenly spread out.
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In an instant, the rain curtain tore apart.
The cold light flashed randomly, and the sound of breaking through the sky was loud.
The expressions of all the players changed.
The shrill and piercing screams immediately broke the silence of the night, and then came to an abrupt end with the disappearance of more than a dozen white lights.
next moment.
The only player left in the field was Xiao Yiyue, who was standing frozen in place with a cold body.
He was so frightened that he stood there with a pout, staring blankly at Jiang Dali, who seemed to have just raised his hand. His mind was filled with thoughts of the cold hidden weapon that had just bloomed like a flower.
That cold hidden weapon harvests life, but it is as bright as blooming flowers, with cold and warm intertwined, like purple lightning and thunder.
"You are not too useless, you know how to look at your eyes. Remember, what I am willing to give you is yours, otherwise it will be nothing. Don't think death is like a game."
Jiang Dali walked by with a huge stone and a sword on his back. He left a deep voice and disappeared into the rain.
"Don't think death is like a game?"
"Little April's feet seemed to be nailed to the ground by iron nails. She couldn't move at all. Her hair was stuck to the corners of her eyes mixed with rainwater, and she muttered to herself.
"But isn't this just a game? NonoI feel now that everything is too real"
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