Martial Peak

"I have seen it too!" Xu Linggong respectfully bowed.

Yang Kai, who stood behind him, also hurriedly performed a ceremony and listened to Xu Linggong’s name. He still didn’t know that this was the elder elder of Yin and Yang, but he could serve as the elder of the elders in Dongtianfu. day!

This is the first time he saw the eight-product warrior. Although the true body should be no different from the eight, but after all, it is the body of the Holy Spirit, and it is still somewhat different from the real eight products.

Stealing the eye, but seeing the old man's naked body, dense and criss-crossed scars, like a strip of cockroaches crawling all over the body, the longest one, extending from the left shoulder to the right waist.

Yang Kaiwei was shocked. How can the eight products be so powerful? Who can hurt this yin and yang heaven too? It is necessary to know that the cultivation is at the level of eight products, the vitality is strong, the resilience is strong, and the general injury will not leave any traces at all. However, the injury of the old man is still shocking, and it is conceivable that there was a wound at that time. How serious.

"What?" It was too faint to ask.

Xu Ling said: "Tai Shang Ming Jian, the disciple will send a younger generation into the gods, and please open the border and open the passage."

The elder elders glanced at Yang Kai and frowned slightly: "This son... isn't my disciple of Yin and Yang?"

His eyes were sinister and he saw that Yang Kai was not born in Yin and Yang.

Xu Ling said: "He is not a disciple of my yin and yang days, but now it is my grandfather of yin and yang."

"It turns out!" The old man was slightly decapitated. "It is both the yin and yang of the aunt, but it is also eligible to enter this gods. Can you have a handcuff?"

"Handcuffs are here, please please go too far!" Xu Linggong raised his hand and made a streamer.

The old man caught the streamer in his hand and glanced at him. He said: "No problem!" As said, suddenly raising his hand on the side of his body, silently, there was a huge whirlpool in the void. From the whirlpool, there is a clear and radiant atmosphere of the world.

"Go, Xiaoyuan is a very interesting place. Don't panic if you encounter anything, explore it, and have your own benefits!" Xu Linggong patted Yang Kai's shoulder.

"Xie Xugong, Xie Taishang!" Yang Kai decapitated, and plunged into the whirlpool, the feeling of weightlessness immediately came.

When the Yang Kai figure disappeared, the vortex was slowly disappeared.

The elders of the elders glanced at Xu Linggong: "You don't leave him a mark of escape. What if he died inside?"

Xu Linggong smiled and said: "If he is dead inside, it means that he is just like this. Naturally, he is not qualified to be my aunt of yin and yang!"

"Good!" Too no longer talks, regained his eyes, and his body shape gradually disappeared.

......

"Master, Master, wake up!"

In the confusion, some people are pushing themselves, and an urgent call is heard from the ear.

Yang Kai woke up and opened his eyes. He only felt a whirlwind and his vision was blurred.

"Oh..." Yang opened his hand and held his forehead, screaming in pain.

"Master, don't drink, drink it and die." The voice that awakened himself rang again.

The rich wine is lingering in the tip of the nose. Yang Kai instinctively feels like he is drunk. It is a bit strange. He is not a drunkard, and he has been repaired to the level of six products. How can he get drunk?

I was tempted to use the power to quantify the hangover, and suddenly I was shocked and suddenly widened my eyes.

There is not much power in his body. Only a touch of energy flows through the meridians and flesh and blood. Compared with the powerful cultivation of his own six products, this little power is simply weak and undetectable.

This shock is not the same as Xiao Ke, Yang Kai's wine immediately woke up most of the time.

I still haven't figured out what happened, but my head hurts, and countless complicated information swarms, so that he can't help but groan, like a wounded beast.

The person in front of him was shocked and called: "Master, what's wrong with you, don't scare me!"

After a short while, Yang Kaicai gradually subsided, and some of them squatted on the table.

It’s true that he’s called Yang Kai, but it’s actually a disciple named Xu Lingjian. This virtual sword school is a small martial art. There are only a few dozens of people in the door, and there is no number in the whole gods. The entire sect of the gods, such as the martial art, do not know a few, because the entry is earlier, so Yang Kai is the master of this generation of illusory swords.

His master brother is gentle and treats people with generosity. His qualifications are not bad in the whole martial art. He is highly hoped by the elders in the door and thinks that he is the only person who is expected to step into the ranks in the past 100 years.

People, earth, heaven, spirit! The four major strata are distinct, and each level has nine layers. This is the division of strength of the warriors of the gods and soldiers, and Yang Kai is now only four layers of human ranks.

Originally, Yang Kai did not bear the expectations of many elders in the door. He worked hard and practiced hard, but since he had known a woman more than a year ago, he was fascinated by the fascination.

A few days ago, because of the jealousy of the wind, I was loved by others, and my will was depressed. I bought wine here and disappeared...

This kind of information is the result of Yang Kai’s search for memories that have just poured into his mind. Everything is lifelike, as if it happened to himself.

Own... Is it a void in the open, or is it a virtual sword?

Inside the head is a mess, Yang Kaiming clearly remembers, Xu Linggong took himself to the entrance of the Xiaoyuan world, he is going to enter the small source of the real experience, how suddenly it becomes like this?

And the power of his own vast sea, can not be used at all, but Yang Kai can feel that those forces are still, but only by an inexplicable rule.

Is this Xiaoyuanjie?

Suddenly remembered, Xu Linggong said before the departure, Xiaoyuanjie is a very interesting place, no matter what happens, don't panic.

Sure enough... very interesting!

He recalled his experience of carrying a group of people under the world. Every world is different. When Yang Kai entered the world for the second time, he also became a rust sword with Lang Qingshan. It was a The world of swords, and once and a few men became a few monsters, it is a world where the beasts are rampant...

In those world fruits, if you find a way out of the world, you can leave the world of fruit and get the fruit of the world.

From this point of view, the existence of this small source world is somewhat similar to the world fruit, but it is different.

When I came in, it seems that this gods and soldiers have given themselves a new identity, that is, the master of the virtual swords! This is the identity that is recognized by the whole world, so everything looks very natural.

"Master, how are you, don't scare me!" The man in front of him was still sipping.

Yang Kai looked up and tried to focus on the line of sight. It was only clear that there was a petite and lovely girl across the table looking at herself nervously. The face was full of worried eyes. The girl was twenty-eight years old and her chest was quite large. The bulging sac is worn in a pale green dress, and the waist is graceful.

Wan Yingying, the little sister of the virtual sword school! Yang Kai’s mind could not help but think of such a thought.

"It’s a younger sister..." Yang opened his whisper and his tongue involuntarily tied.

"How are you, Master?" Wan Yingying asked with concern. "But where is it uncomfortable?"

"Oh... a little headache!" Yang Kai reached for his forehead. "When I wait for a moment, I wake up!"

Wan Yingying quickly nodded: "Well, don't drink it." Turned his head and said: "Small two, come to a bowl of sobering soup!"

Next to the store, Xiao Er immediately responded.

After a while, a bowl of hot hangover soup came over, Wan Yingying handed it to Yang open mouth and fed him to drink.

Yang Kaiduan sat still, combing the innumerable information in his mind, while urging his own strength to resolve the wine. Although the cultivation of the fourth floor of others is not too powerful, it is not weak in the younger generation. It is not a problem to speed up the dissipation of the wine.

The location should be a restaurant, the guests in the lobby are full, there are ordinary people, there are also well-established warriors, three or five groups, push the cup for change.

"A hundred years of the battle for the gods and soldiers finally ended. These big fights, our mortals followed." This time, the war of the gods and soldiers, I do not know how many people are squandered, how many people are displaced." A voice came from the table.

Yang happy to move his head and pay close attention.

"This is also a no-brainer. The battle for the gods and soldiers is the biggest event in my gods. Every once in a hundred years, winning the soldiers means the supreme power. Can those who are big and unwilling?"

"When I say that the top ten soldiers in my gods and soldiers, I will change the Lord once every 100 years. When is this day a head?"

"Unless there are people who are against the sky, they can collect all the top ten soldiers, or they can solve the pain of this land."

"Jokes!" Someone sipped. "It is rumored that refining a squadron will cost infinite energy. That one of the squadrons will kill and squander. If the willpower is insufficient, it will only become a shackle of the gods. It’s so hard, and who can gather ten soldiers?”

The voice of the people's arguments came into the ears, and Yang opened his brows.

This small source is called the gods and soldiers, and there is a battle for the gods every 100 years. The purpose of his coming here is to refine the power of the world and strengthen the foundation of its own small universe.

It seems that this battle for the gods seems to be the key.

Perhaps, the capture of the soldiers can get a trace of the source of this small source.

A hundred years... It’s not too short. He still has a lot of leisure time, and he doesn’t have to worry about the outside world. The Xiaoyuan world is similar to the world. The time flow here is different from the outside world. In the past 100 years, the outside world may still Less than a year, or even a month.

Soon I made up my mind to practice well, and after a hundred years, I participated in the battle of the gods!