Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The bottom of the 10,000 meters, Yuan Ying Dong House, five hundred fierce rats, top helmet armor, driving flying swords, teeth and claws. ⊥≥≈网?≈≡.┭╈.╬

This scene is both strange and funny, and Li Yao doesn't know what to do.

These hundreds of gold-small moles, the strongest of them, are only equivalent to the refining period, even if they are swarming, Li Yao is not afraid.

However, the changes of these mice are related to the cave house of Yan Xinjian. Li Yao does not want to kill the group rats at once.

Li Yao raised his vigilance and waited for his changes.

The group of rats saw the Dongfu gate behind Li Yao’s door closed again. They all jumped up and down and screamed in anger.

The orange-red light, like the flame-burning little mole, is the most violent, waving "embroidery needle", making a stinging gesture, yelling: "Quickly open the door, open the door quickly, the old man is the star A master, no longer open the door, between the moments, let you turn into powder!"

The little mole with a cyan glow is feminine, twisting the waist and twisting the voice, tempting: "You just saw my message, did you come in? Great, come and inherit I am dressed in a cloak, and I have no magic in my cultivation... But you have to open the door first, it’s too dark, it’s too embarrassing!”

There was a deep red radiance, and the little squirrels, who were squirming in the flames, slobbered, while staring at Li Yao with a good intention, screaming: "Good body, give it to me, take it." She, I want to win!"

The little mole that emits blue light is pulling his head, and he is powerless. "No hope, no hope. He can't open this door. If he can't open it, I have to be shut down for five hundred years. It!"

The little mole that emits black light is completely desperate, leaning on his neck and making a grotesque laughter: "No use, you can't escape, even if you escape. Oh. Hey. Where can I escape? Too big. It’s too dark, there is nowhere to escape, nowhere to escape!”

There are also a few small moles that glow out of soft white light. Relying on the corner of the wall, it seems to have been dead, muttering: "Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, I should not kill you. I miss you, Xiaoyu..."

The group of rats, Li Yao is puzzled, and faintly gives birth to a strange feeling, as if he is not facing a mouse, but a human being with a true feeling.

Li Yao could not help but ask: "Who are you?"

The rats were silent for a moment. If they boiled the pot, they quarreled, and they tipped their toes and straightened their tails. They shouted screamingly:

"The old man is the first master of the flying star industry, Yan Xinjian!"

"I am a strict sword. Star thief supreme!"

"I am the deputy commander of the Sixth Joint Fleet of Heaven, Yan Xinjian!"

"I am a strict sword!"

"I am a strict sword!"

All the rats are yelling, and Li Yao noticed that the more the "fabulous robe" is, the more beautiful the "Mujia" is, the higher the manicure is, the clearer the words are. Net.┭.

At the end of the team, the little mole that was entangled with a few pieces of cloth on the body, the screams were vague, just smaller than the average mouse. A little more tones, it seems that the word "strict heart sword".

However, these little mice are strict swords?

Li Yao was puzzled.

When he ventured into the cave house of Yan Xinjian, he was ready to succumb to the sorrowful sword. He will not be surprised by all the changes, but he has never thought of facing so many little mice.

Li Yao said with a smile: "You are so many people, who is the strict sword?"

This sentence is a big wave in the group of mice. All the little mice jumped up on their toes and rushed to say: "I am a strict sword. I am really strict swords, they are all fake, they are my avatars!" ”

Talking and talking, between the little mice, they actually fight first!

The little mole that emits orange-red light, the mouse is multi-faceted, waving the embroidery needle, provokes the "sword mans" of the finger thickness, rushes to other small moles, slashes and slashes, and slashes. While shouting: "I am the first master of the flying star, Yan Xinjian. You are all my avatars, they are fake, I am real! I want to swallow you all, swallow them!"

The little mole that emits green light is in opposition to the red rat: "I am, you are just a gang of the old man, and you have a desire, I am really a sword!"

"I don't want to be the first master in the flying star world. I want to unify the entire flying star world and become the king of the flying stars. You will merge with me and be driven by me!"

The little mole that emits white light cried aside: "I am a strict sword, I am the first strict sword, the real sword! I don't want to be the first master of the flying star, I don't want to be the king of the flying stars, I As long as Xiaoyu is alive, I just need Xiaoyu to come over! It’s all you hurt me, you are killing Xiaoyu!”

The red and green rats gave up the battle, and at the same time poked the flying sword with the embroidery needle toward the white mouse: "I blame you, blame you! If it is not your key moment, think of the sly woman, chaos my heart, how can I get angry? How to get into the magic, how can it fail, how can it fall to such a point!"

The whole body was full of gloomy black mans, and the extremely desperate little mole, still sitting in the middle of the chaos, staring at the sky, smirking, muttering: "No hope, no hope, too big, too Black, can't escape, can't escape. ≥∧.╈┭.┭c┮o╬m┼”

The little squirrels with different radiances all said that they were strict swords. The more they talked about the fire, the louder the louder the voice, and finally the "ping-pong" was hit.

The flying swords of the embroidery needles fly in the sky, and the psionic bombs of the size of the fingernails bloom on all sides. These little moles are not fighting, but life and death, which is more cruel than the killing of them and the insane spider.

For a moment, the ground of a large mole of squirrels lay down on the ground.

However, every little mole is wearing a rot in the intestines. Before the commandment on the spot, there will always be a small wave of souls escaping from their brains and plunging deep into the cultivation room.

Li Yao saw it. The reason why these little moles were holding "Flying Swords" and helmets, I am afraid not to defend against foreign enemies, but in the past hundred years, killing each other and killing them. ≮∥∥∧⊥≮.┯

The little mole squid was raised and there was no reason to care for Li Yao.

Li Yao was so curious that he explored the depths of the cultivation room along the direction of the turbulent spirits.

Yan Xinjian’s secret cultivation room, which is spherical in its entirety, is wrapped in an indestructible strong alloy casing and is divided into three layers.

At the top is the living area, but it is full of miniature buildings that are like a hive and a palace.

This is the stronghold of the little mole, and countless little moles are drilling inside and seeing Li Yao's scalp.

As soon as the spirit fluctuated, it flew into the hive's palace. Soon, a new little mole came out from the inside, deep in the eyes, and radiated wisdom, but it was like drunk, shaking Shaking and dancing.

"Is it...take it?"

"Those dead moles, their souls are flying here, re-occupying the body of a new little mole."

Li Yao’s mind was moved, and it was faintly felt that the gibberish of the little moles was not necessarily fake.

Behind the hive's palace is a huge iron cage with more moles inside.

These are ordinary little moles, and there are no spiritual animals.

“The whole living area has been transformed into a mouse kingdom, and Yan Xinjian is really dead.”

Li Yao secretly thought that no matter how strict the sword is, it is the evil spirit. At least there is the momentum and grace of the Yuan Ying and the old monster. If you are still alive, you will not allow your own Dongfu, and you will be so arrogant by a group of mice.

Li Yao did not relax his vigilance and carefully stepped into the middle layer.

The second floor covers the largest area and is the material warehouse in the training room.

The Yuan Ying shocked the gods, the spent spar and the heavenly treasures were all astronomical figures. Yan Xinjian scraped three feet on the spider's nest star, and searched all the resources of the looting. All of them were stored here for his god. Used.

"hiss!"

A piece of heavenly earth treasure shines in front of Li Yao, such as gorgeous crystal clusters and coral plexus, Li Yao is confused by the light, sucking a cold air, the heart almost jumps out of the throat.

As a refiner, he has never seen such a rich stock of different treasures!

One-third of the materials are all he has never seen before in Tianyuan and Feixing. Even the memory fragments of Ouyezi have only occasionally mentioned one, but they have not appeared in kind!

"Yan Xinjian is really painstaking to attack God. I am afraid that the entire spider's nest star will be drained by him!"

"No, it’s just a spider's nest star. It's impossible to have such a huge inventory of different treasures. I know, it's an underground battle!"

"In the era of the Xinghai Empire, how can the underground war castles left behind be really empty?"

"Even if the organs and magic weapons are damaged in the eternal years, but this kind of thing is not so easy to consume!"

"Five hundred years ago, Yan Xinjian was the first person to enter the underground battle fort, and he must have moved all the precious treasures of the underground warfare to this place!"

"So, five hundred years later, when Bai Xinghe enters the underground battle fortune, naturally he can't find anything worthy!"

"I didn't expect it, but it was cheaper in the end!"

Li Yao swallowed a lot, and the two nostrils almost fired out.

His cultivation method is different, and the difficulty of the knot is extremely great. It is no less than the ordinary practitioners who attacked the realm of Yuan Ying.

I haven’t had enough resources and opportunities before, and I’m always out of the door of the knot, and I’m not allowed to enter the door. Even if I’m going to build a base, I can provoke the fighting power of Jindan, but it’s not really Jindan!

Now, with so many natural treasures, he is still not flying!

However, many of the heavens and the earth treasures are pitted and left behind, leaving some traces of suffocation. Li Yaojian will understand for a moment that it is caused by the golden squirrel.

"What is the relationship between these little mice and Yan Xinjian?"

Li Yao secretly pondered and continued to explore the material warehouse, and went all the way to the southwest corner of the material warehouse. His heart, pupil and brain were frozen at almost the same time.

He saw a man, in the depths of the darkness, widened his eyes and stared at him straight. (To be continued.)

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