Mo Fan was waving the sword lovingly and looking at it with satisfaction.
This sword can be said to be extremely cool and domineering.
The sword is about three feet long. There are many dragon scales on the sword, which emits bright golden light and is extremely dazzling.
The golden dragon scales still exude dragon power.
Beside him, looking at Mo Fan who was wielding a sharp sword, the old man's pupils shrank suddenly again, and he looked at Mo Fan in disbelief. He found that every sword Mo Fan casually wielded was the charm of the great road!
Thinking about what happened before, the old man was even more shocked, and an additional thought appeared in his mind.
"Could it be that the person in front of me is a master of cultivating immortals? Is he just hiding his identity? So what is the purpose of his coming to our fairy clan? No matter what the purpose is, it will not harm our fairy clan! Otherwise, why did he just come to our clan? Rescue me?"
The old man thought to himself, feeling more and more that Mo Fan was a hermit cultivator.
How dare he offend such a person?
He didn¡¯t even dare to fart!
Mo Fan is waving the Fairy Dragon Sword. The more he looks at this Fairy Dragon Sword, the more satisfied he becomes.
However, according to what the old man said, this fairy dragon seal has a second change?
I don¡¯t know what this second change is?
Mo Fan thought secretly.
He thought of the old man's actions before. At this moment, he slowly raised his right hand, and with a slight click, he was directly submerged into the dragon-shaped mark.
Suddenly, the dragon-shaped mark turned into a shield.
"Shield?"
"It can be attacked or defended! Hahaha!" Mo Fan looked at the shield, laughed, and said.
The sword it turned into before was for offense, and the shield it turned into now is for defense.
That means it can be attacked or defended.
Mo Fan started to look at the shield.
There is a dragon engraved on this shield, which looks lifelike.
Breathing out bright golden light.
It seems that the defensive power of this shield should be extremely good!
This is great, Mo Fan now has a magic weapon for attack and a magic weapon for defense.
At this moment, the dragon-shaped mark suddenly changed again, this time it turned into a dagger.
This dagger also has a dragon tattooed on it.
"Huh? Is there a third change?" Mo Fan looked up and looked at this scene, stunned.
The old man beside him was also stunned.
What's going on?
He never knew that there was a third change in the dragon-shaped mark?
At this moment, the dragon-shaped mark seemed to be able to understand Mo Fan's words. At this moment, a bright light bloomed on his body, and then he changed again, this time it turned into a mirror!
Mo Fan looked in the mirror, and at this moment, the mirror suddenly trembled, and soon, a young man slowly walked out of the mirror.
This young man looks exactly like Mo Fan, as if he is Mo Fan¡¯s clone!
"Is this all okay?"
"Senior, don't you know?" Mo Fan looked at the old man beside him strangely and asked.
You know, the old man only said that this dragon-shaped mark only had two changes, but now it has undergone four changes. God knows, how many changes does this guy have?
"have no idea!"
The old man smiled bitterly, glanced at Mo Fan, and suddenly said: "Maybe, this dragon-shaped mark likes you very much!"
"I want to try my skills!"
Mo Fan said, during this period of time, he has been following these masters in cultivating immortals, and he has gained a lot of experience in cultivation, but it is just an experience. He still wants to try his own strength?
"Is there any trial place?" Mo Fan asked, now he had the urge to try it out.
Riding on a horse and singing, traveling with a sword!
"Let me take you to a place!" The old man's eyes flashed.
"Senior, you have to protect me in secret!" Mo Fan looked at the old man and said.
"Okay!" The old man's eyes twitched and he looked at Mo Fan with a strange expression. This boss really loves to pretend!
"By the way, Young Master, I don't know what to call you?"
Mo Fan didn¡¯t notice that the old man¡¯s attitude towards him had changed drastically.
"Mo Fan!" Mo Fan said.
"Master Mo, I will take you there now, that place is so fun!"
The gray-haired old man said.
"Are you sure there is no danger?" Mo Fan asked.
"Sure" The corners of the old man's eyes twitched.
Mo Fan nodded. At this moment, a mini ghost dragon flew out from his right cuff. Then, in Mo Fan's sight, the body of the ghost dragon suddenly expanded. In just a moment, , it has changed thousands of feet.
This dark dragon's body is covered with black scales, breathing bright black light. A dragon's power emanates from the dragon's body, spreading out around like a hurricane, which is extremely shocking.
"Owner!"
Minglong lowered his head, looked at Mo Fan with great respect, and said in human words.
"Haha, Xiao Ming! Take me to a place!" Mo Fan laughed and said to Ming Long.
"Okay, Master!" Minglong said respectfully.
At this moment, below, the gray-haired old man looked up, his expression filled with shock when he saw this scene.
¡°Senior, how about we come together?¡± Mo Fan thought of something and said.
"Young Master, you don't have to call me Senior, you can call me Pharaoh!" Pharaoh said.
The Pharaoh was not polite. He jumped up and stood directly on the back of this thousand-foot-long dark dragon.
"Where to go?"
Mo Fan also stood on the back of Minglong, looking at the old man beside him, and asked curiously.
"Colosseum!"
Pharaoh looked at Mo Fan and said with a smile.
"Go over there!" Pharaoh pointed in one direction and said to the Dark Dragon.
The Dark Dragon headed towards the west at an extremely fast speed. As it moved forward, low sounds of breaking wind sounded in the starry sky.
The speed of Minglong is very fast.
About an hour.
In the starry sky ahead, a huge Colosseum appeared.
This Colosseum is huge and stands tall in the starry sky.
At this moment, many monks are coming this way.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Mo Fan sighed in his heart, this is the life of a monk. Now he has completely integrated into the cultivation of immortality.
"This is the Colosseum! Many immortal cultivating families or cultivating forces will send their younger generation of disciples here!"
Beside him, Pharaoh spoke slowly to Mo Fan.
Mo Fan heard this and nodded gently. At this moment, under the leadership of the Pharaoh, he appeared in the Colosseum.
In the Colosseum, cheers rang out, echoing throughout the starry sky, like a tsunami.
Mo Fan raised his head and looked down, his eyes suddenly lit up.
I saw that below, a monk was fighting a monster.
That monster was huge, with ferocious scales all over its body.
In front, the monk is a young man with red hair and a red sword in his right hand. At this moment, he is holding a red sword and is killing the monster in front of him.
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