Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The black flint is a little unsettled.

It is said that only the demon people who are particularly pious to their ancestors and have a particularly pure soul can see the Wan Yao Hall in the cloud.

Black Flint is very wronged, and he feels that he has always been sincere to his ancestors.

Although he is not quite sure, those ancestors, what is Pangu, Gonggong, Kuafu, and what to do, who is who and who did what, but every month's "ancestral tax", he did not pay Most, the most refreshing? The lords told him the rules of the ancestors, he was honest, and one had never been violated.

"It’s all that stupid woman!"

Black Flint muttered in the bottom of his heart, his heart was quickly covered with layers of blood.

Seeing the whole wild hammer company, only he was not seen by one person. The eyes of the black flint were red and swollen, and the head began to faint again and again, and his eyelids jumped. It seems that I really saw a light in the clouds, a colorful light.

"See it! I saw it!"

Black Flint did not know whether the "Glorious Wan Yao Hall" was like this, but he was so excited that he shed tears.

"That is the Wan Yao Hall, that is above the Xinghai, our destination!"

Master Golden Horn waved a violent storm with a horn-horned warhammer, screaming murderously. "Chong, warriors, let those who are mean and shameless, timid like a rat, see the blood of Pangu!"

In front, countless red-red fireflies guide, whether it is black-horned yak, meteor iron or iron-tailed bull... All the bulls’ eyes have a flame, and the smoldering air in the nostrils condenses in the air. A group of red clouds rolling!

Together, they launched a jagged, messy charge towards the Terran whistle!

The black flint's brain has been burned by nerve stimulants, and the calm consciousness is being quickly replaced by the killing **. At this moment, he can't even imagine what the "Glorious Wan Yao Temple" looks like.

The lord said that as long as he fought bravely, he rushed to rush. You can rise to the glorious Wan Yao Hall, no longer need to worry about how the two thin fields covered with poisonous turf and two-tailed pheasant should be cultivated. There is a wine pool in the Wan Yao Temple, and countless treasures are delicious. Neither farming nor mining, just happy all day!

Black Flint doesn't know how to scream "Wine Pool Meat Forest", but he doesn't understand what it means to be "sweet and delicious". He only knows that it is delicious and delicious.

But even "very good and delicious things." Black Flint does not know that it is a savory taste. Since the birth, all the things that Black Flint has eaten, and at most, barely fill the stomach, and "very good to eat" is definitely not up to the top.

Somehow, in the last sparkling sparks in the black flint's mind, suddenly a shiny, roasting chicken came out.

That is the picture he once saw in the illusion, the big village of the human race.

It was a big, big, big and big village. It was so big that Black Flint didn't know how to describe it. Other details in the big village. He had long forgotten a glimmer of light, but this was only baked in an iron stove. It looked like a crispy, sparkling, bubbling bubble, and the chicken that dripped down was deeply engraved. On the top of his cerebral cortex, even the sound of chicken oil dripping on the charcoal, he remembers clearly.

After every difficult night in the military camp, I thought about the mother and two little sisters. What is the taste of black flint in a hard-boiled chicken?

Is it as soft as ‘Bitter Grasshopper’, or is it as crisp as ‘Red Fern Roots’?

Black Flint certainly saw chickens and chickens, but never had to eat them. That is a very expensive thing.

Besides, the lord does not let them eat. The lord said that the ox is born to graze. At least the black blood ox family should graze, and at most, get some bugs to solve cockroaches. This is the rule of the ancestors.

If you eat big fish and meat, it will break the rules of the ancestors. After death, I can't go to the Wan Yao Hall. Not only can he not go, but his mother-in-law and the little sister-in-law can't go.

"I don't know if there is a roast chicken in the "Glorious Wan Yao Temple"? Where is the ‘big fish and big meat’, should it be allowed by the ancestors?”

Black Flint whispered while he was thinking about it.

They did not carry too heavy weapons and armor on these black blood. Their task was to attack all the humanistic posts, strongholds and war castles within the line of sight after the first time after crossing the Tianyuan world. Slip all obstacles, or block all possible firepower points.

The black flint hoofed four hooves, running very fast, and the burning sensation of the brain made him boil, like a wing, and the spirit was out of the clumsy and ugly body.

He thought of the shiny chicken, which was getting stronger and stronger. It was like a roaring anger. He soon surpassed all the companions, surpassed the "lack of ears", and the first one rushed to the door. The human cannon guarded by the magnetic gun.

There was a blank smile on the face of the black flint, and the tail was swayed toward the "lack of ears" to retaliate against the guy who had just mocked himself.

"Lack of ears" is always like this, soft hands and feet, every time he can not run him, white long a good meat, no wonder that the mother will follow her, rather than "lack of ears" this horn is bigger and bigger guy.

"If you really went to the Heavenly Demon Hall in the sky and saw the roast chicken, you must give the mother-in-law and the nephews a half back and try it!"

Black Flint frowned, using the remaining active brain cells, seriously pondered how to steal the roast chicken from the Wan Yao Hall.

He is so big, he has never stolen anything!

On the crystal cannon in front of the Terran post, a ball of light is seen, which is a beautiful light. It is full of brilliance and colorful, just like the "Glorious Wan Yao Hall" he saw in the clouds.

"Strange, how can the Wan Yao Hall be inside the Terran cannon?"

Black Flint wondered, and suddenly found himself flying high, a mouthful of slimy, wet, and a sour taste.

“Is this the taste of roast chicken?”

Black Flint struggles, wants to turn the tongue again and savor this wonderful taste.

He straightened his arms and waved in the void, trying to copy the fragrant, fat and greasy chicken.

Opposite the humanity post.

Full of scorpion scorpion, there is a red fluttering garlic nose, like a drunken sentinel all day, watching the ever-increasing, dense red dot on the light curtain. "呸", sighed a thick sip on the ground, muttered:

"It's a bad mother."

Since the "Death of Dawn", the towns and military bases of the Federation in the Great Wilderness have been almost destroyed. It has been unable to maintain a long supply line and build a much larger war base north of the Great Wilderness.

Now, the federal government adopts a strategy of tormenting and defending, and concentrates most of its elites on the giant blade of the southern wilderness, while at the same time putting more resources. Invested in the construction of a new all-crystal battle group.

On the vast expanse of the wilderness of the Great Wilderness, only a few posts were arranged in sparsely.

Rather than relying on these whistle to resist the Yaozu, it is better to say that when the Yaozu army strikes, they should be alerted at the first time, and the falsehood of the Yaozu is initially detected.

The EFF, stationed in these posts, is well aware of its responsibilities and the fate of the demon after it has arrived.

But this is the war. The supernatural power of the Xingyao Federation has not yet been reached, and a magic weapon can be refining. In the vastly complex wilderness environment, the degree of sentinel is completely replaced.

The only thing the EFF can do is to minimize the task time of each sentinel and replace a group of sentinels every seven days.

Every sentinel, as long as it stays for seven days, can get a long month of vacation, go home and reunite with loved ones.

The sentinel has been holding on for seven and a half days.

To replace his sentinel, he encountered a thunderstorm area halfway, and the transport ship was hit by lightning. Being urgently repaired, he can only stay one more day here.

who knows!

The sentinel was squatting and ten fingers were dancing. He was a five-year-old rough man. Like a bullied child, he cried awkwardly.

"Fuck!"

The sentry cried and said, "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

The sentinel cried as he smacked a sedative into his neck and picked up a cigarette, then opened the crystal brain. Quickly enter everything you observe.

As a series of data and pictures were transmitted to the rear as a wave, the sentinel took a sigh of relief and found that the nose was flowing to the lips.

The sentinel wiped away tears and snots with dirty cuffs, and took out his own private crystal brain from his arms, such as stroking the world's most precious gems, inspiring a light curtain.

This is the forefront of the Great Wilderness. The magnetic environment is too complicated. It is difficult to talk directly to the federal hinterland. The EFF also has its own rules. Soldiers can carry a private crystal brain, but they are not allowed to connect to the spiritual network.

What he provoked was just a stereoscopic photo stored inside.

In the photo, there is a woman with hot curly hair, a slightly fat body, a smile, and two boys with tiger heads.

The bigger boy is still squinting at him.

The sentinel smiled and suddenly remembered that he and his wife had said that they had quit smoking. They hurriedly smothered the cigarette **** and used their tongues to pick up their teeth. This brought the big mouth of Mao Zhaza to the illusory light, and kissed it gently. , the Xuanguang kiss into a piece of fine cockroaches.

The sentinel placed the end of the crystal brain at his side and turned and picked up a crystal gun.

The crystal gun on the fixed gun can be manipulated by relying on the control crystal brain in the post. He just needs to sit in front of the light curtain to monitor it.

However, the sentinel still removed one of the crystal magnetic guns and released the automatic shooting, which turned into manual operation.

Under normal circumstances, a crystal cannon requires three soldiers to manually operate.

The sentinel was biting his teeth, exhausted his strength, and smashed the wafer into the magazine.

"Hey!"

The three magnetic tracks of the crystal cannon circumvented an arc of electric arc. The arc spread over his arms and shredded his skin, nerves and flesh and blood!

The sentinel's tears turned red. He finally glanced at the shredded cockroaches on the light curtain, took a deep breath, put his head in the aiming position of the crystal cannon, picked up the left eye, and firmly locked the punch in the most. The former demon.

It was a crazy bull.

He ran so fast that the whole body oozes out a lot of blood beads, which is evaporated by the heat, turning into a faint **** fog, making his huge figure more ugly.

The mad cow smiled, and the bull's eye, which almost burst into the eye, was full of violent light, and the mouth of the mouth shed a pale yellow saliva, a hungry look.

The sentinel is completely imaginable, the scene after such a demon rushed into the town.

The sentinel used the flesh and blood to blur, almost revealing the fingers of the bones, and slamming the excitation of the crystal cannon, muttering: "Come on, beast!" (To be continued.)