Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Yan Chi fire lost his soul, his brother was kicking in the chest, more like a dagger inserted into his heart, yelling: "Big brother, you are crazy!"

The giant axe chief and the feather snake patriarch were also stunned and shouted in unison: "Yan Chifeng, let the old Yan down!"

The refiners of the five major tribes were surrounded by swords, and the swords were squirted and the cold light flashed.

The refiners of the Liege tribe are stunned, and they can't believe everything in front of them.

In the early years of Yanyan, although it was the first warrior of the Sixth Iron Man, the injury was extremely serious. The lower part of the body from the pelvis was cut off. On weekdays, he relied on a wheelchair. Although there was still a real airflow in the body, how could he win over Yan? Red wind, this refining period of more than 80 heavy, young and strong master?

Was inserted into the neck by Yan Chifeng, under the clamp of the gas, and the face was red and red, and even the words were not even said.

The old man is also extremely temperamental, and he is held hostage by his relatives. He has no fear, but his face is sad and desperate. He screams: "The warriors of the sun, don't care for me, and quickly eradicate this ruthless rebellion!"

Yan Chifeng snorted and smiled. The dagger gently turned, and the gas in the northwest of Yan Yan was locked, so that he could not even scream.

The old man’s expression is both sorrowful and bleak, and he seems to want to end up with Yan Chifeng!

Yan Chifeng reduced his body into a group, hiding behind the shadow of Yanbei's northwest. He was so angry that he shot at Li Yaozhen and gritted his teeth: "Satay, from the beginning, you suspected me?"

Li Yao said coldly: "Don't misunderstand, I am not targeting you. I am skeptical of ‘you’. To be exact, it is everyone except myself.”

"The state of affairs at that time has deviated from the plan of the Changsheng Temple. In order to amend the plan, people in the Changsheng Temple will definitely jump out."

"So, whoever jumps out to find me first, who is most likely to be a longevity man. Is it?"

Yan Chifeng was speechless, and after a long time, he laughed and said: "Good, good. Good, I didn't expect it, planning so well, but it was destroyed by you! But you wait, we are on the Iron Star. There are still many arrangements. This is still not finished!"

"Big brother!"

Yan red hot tears, screaming, "Daddy's death is really related to you? Why do you want to do this! How do you get your hands!"

"Yan Chifeng!"

The giant axe patriarch and the feather snake patriarch also screamed. "Thousands of people will surround you, you can't escape. What does the Changsheng Temple give you? What are they arranged on the Iron Star? ,Say it!"

"Hey Hey Hey!"

Yan Chifeng's hair is scattered. Faced with a stern face, sneer, "Do you think that I am working with the Changsheng Hall for my own selfish interests? It is a big mistake!"

"Wake up, you frogs at the bottom of the well!"

"We have separated the Iron Man and the Flying Star for 5,000 years. The luck of the Flying Star people is much better than ours! In addition to 5,000 years ago, I suffered a wave of violent blows, and then I have been calm and calm. I can develop with peace of mind. Today, their level of civilization and war potential are far more than us!"

"The flying star has a powerful warship. The advanced crystal scorpion controls dozens of stars and countless resource asteroids!"

"And we, but we can only shrink on the iron star, the loess is in the sky, and the beasts!"

"In the long run, the gap between the two sides is getting bigger and bigger. What qualifications do we have to compete with the flying stars!"

"Yes, the news of the invasion of the meteor is fake, but who can guarantee that one day, after the meteor is far stronger than us, will it not really invade the iron star and destroy us all?"

"Say, who can you guarantee? Who dares!"

"As the saying goes, it is the best opportunity to start with the first!"

"The gap between the two sides is still not big enough to be irreparable. There is also a strong ally of the Changsheng Temple. Let's kill together, plunder the magical power of the meteor, conquer the starry towns of the meteors, enslave those flying stars, and become the whole flying star. , the real master!"

"This is my purpose, I am completely considering the future of Iron Star!"

"Wake up, Tieyuan compatriots, we can't huddle on the Iron Star to sit still! Let's work together with the Changsheng Hall to kill those **** flying stars and become the star, the real master!"

"Big brother, you are really crazy!"

Yan Yan roared, "If you really think about Iron Original Star, why not make the plan generous, but use this method, but also kill Dad!"

Yan Chifeng repeatedly sneered: "Do you think that I haven't knocked the old ghost with the side? But it's a pity that he is getting older and older, but he is getting smaller and smaller. He always said, 'Everyone is a human being, not a last resort. You must never see each other like a fart!"

"I don't know, this world is so cruel, the weak meat is strong, the fittest survives! Now you don't kill people, wait until others develop their strength, and when you kill you, what else do you have to fight back!"

"If one day, the Flying Stars really invade the Iron Star, there may be millions, and tens of millions of people will die!"

"Now I use my father's life to change the most glorious future of the Iron Man. What's wrong?"

"Little brother, there are the warriors of the sun, the giant axe and the feather snake tribe. Are you not like me, do you hate the meteor? Right now is the best chance, miss this opportunity, the next time the thousands of meteor battleships assembled When we were outside the Iron Star, let us kill anyone!"

"shut up!"

The giant axe patriarch couldn’t help but pointed at Yan Chifeng’s roaring sigh. “We and the flying star’s grievances, but there’s no longer a longevity hall to intervene. Even if we really fight with the meteor, we will never show up with this Tibetan head. Insidious and deceitful organization cooperation!"

"For the so-called cooperation, they can trick you into killing relatives!"

The feather snake patriarch also issued a shrill scream. "Cooperate with such an organization, it is because our life is not long enough!"

"Big brother, come back!"

Yan Honghuo cried with tears. "The Changsheng Temple must be a lie to you. How can you cooperate with you so easily? Now that you have nowhere to go, let's just explain their arrangements on the Iron Star to redeem it!"

"Haha, hahahaha!"

Yan Chifeng laughed wildly. "The Changsheng Hall is certainly not so kind. Everyone just uses each other. In any case, I have got a lot of secrets from the Changsheng Hall. Maybe we can upgrade the life of our refiners for decades!"

"Why has the refining sergeant only cultivated to the weight of ninety-nine since ancient times? It is not because our exercises are too violent, and the living environment is too harsh. Our lives are too short, the peak of cultivation. The period is shorter!"

"Just take this ‘predecessor first warrior’!”

Yan Chifeng shook his hand in the northwest of Yan, and smiled disdainfully. "How powerful and domineering it was, it was impossible. It is now older, but it is like a dog!"

"With a lot of secrets of the Changsheng Temple, you can extend your life and stay at the peak. It is very possible to break through the limit and reach the legendary refining period of more than one hundred!"

"Come on, stand on my side, these secrets, I will share with you all. Let's rush out of the Iron Star and dominate the Flying Star -"

The more the Yan Chifeng said, the more excited he was, and he didn’t care about the old man in his arms.

The last word has not yet been exported. The northwest of Yan, who is firmly controlled by him, suddenly looks round and round, and screams, the long-awaited infuriating eruption, squatting backwards!

This elbow condenses all the strength of the whole body, and it is completely the same way of playing!

Yan Chifeng did not expect the old man to do it. He ate a lot under the ribs and the ribs suddenly broke. Almost pierced into the heart.

A scream, the dagger drew a terrible wound on the neck of Yan northwest, and a blood arrow spurred out!

The two also suddenly separated.

"Yan old!"

Numerous refiners who had been favored by Yanbei in the north of the country burst into tears and flew up.

"Booming!"

The Sirius tribe is good at shooting. There have been countless firearms locked in the red wind.

Lost the cover of the northwest of Yan, immediately there are countless spar bombs slammed like a blast, and dozens of orange-red fireballs exploded in Yan Chifeng!

Yan Chifeng is a young master who is more than 80 years old in the refining period. Rao is still in the volley of dozens of people, still running a bit of infuriating, and he is rushing to the heart behind him.

The giant axe chief and the feather snake patriarch also shot at the same time. Unable to intercept him, he jumped up!

"Come on!" Yan Chifeng laughed.

On the heart of the table, Li Yao is still pale and looks awkward. It seems that he has not recovered from the pain of tearing the soul. It is obviously the best hostage!

However, when Yan Chifeng flew to the heart of the station, it was from the depths of Li Yao’s stagnation, and he perceived a fierce killing!

For a moment, Yan Maofeng all the pores of the whole body, all contracted to the extreme!

"call!"

The two infuriating insults suddenly collided on the top of the heart, and the dust that was rolled up would ask the heart to be firmly surrounded, as if the stage was covered by the curtain, and it was impossible to see what happened, only to hear a faint sword. The sound of the cross, then everything goes to calm.

The wind on the wasteland was cold and cold, and the curtain of the sand was slowly opened.

On the platform of the heart, Li Yao and Yan Chifeng are like two root carvings. They are motionless and maintain a staggered posture.

The long sword of Yan Chifeng points to the void behind Li Yao, and Li Yao’s scimitar is also behind the Yan Chifeng.

Everyone in the audience is holding their breath.

A drop of crystal clear blood beads, from Li Yao's scimitar, slowly rolled to the tip of the knife, and the drops were not dripping, and the trembling was twitching.

Yan Chifeng tried hard to turn the eyeball, but even such a simple action could not be done.

Li Yao took the knife and put it in the ear of Yan Chifeng. He said in an inaudible voice: "Is it very curious, my name is a magic weapon that can fight against the heart of the heart, where is it hiding?"

"Idiot, there is no magic weapon at all, it is just the waste that I usually use to practice micro-carving technology."

"When I ask the heart of this artifact of 10,000 years ago, I have never seen it before. How can I figure out the principle of it and refine the targeted magic weapon?"

"That's all for you, just to start a decisive battle with you on the platform."

"As for why, can I pass the test of the heart?"

"Speaking long, I see you in a hurry, will you have a chance to talk again next time?"

The eyes of Yan Chifeng gradually solidified, and the meaning of the evil spirits in the eyes became more and more intense. He stared at Li Yao and his lips trembled, but he could only make a sound of "嘶嘶".

"puff!"

Yan Hongfeng's neck appeared a fierce wound, almost cut off half of the neck, a **** fog like a fairy red lotus bloom, will ask the heart to behave like a dream.

"When it is!"

The long sword landed, Yan Chifeng's face was unwilling and remorseful, and slowly and slowly fell down in front of Li Yao, his head slammed backwards and did not move. (To be continued.)

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