Sovereign to Immortality

Yang Junshan just returned to the door of the stronghold, and he heard a loud noise inside. The voice of the nine is the most high-pitched, and he shouted in it: "Who else is coming, you guys, you have no chickens." The power, even the strength of a small woman in my hand is better than you, you, you are talking about you, you are the first few, the wheel war is not the aunt's opponent, you are not shameful you?"

"I am coming!" a high voice yelled, saying: "I still don't believe it!"

Yang Junshan listened to the voice not like the third team, and quickly pushed the door into the courtyard of the stronghold, but was seeing that most of the monks of the third, fifth and seventh squads are now gathered in the center of the courtyard. In a circle, even the second and third rebuilding of the three squads of Wang Zong, Luo Bingkun and Ning Hua also stood in the crowd to watch the excitement. The voice of the nine departures came from this circle.

Yang Junshan looked at the people around the circle, and soon saw the burly Wu Shuo standing in the crowd. Wu Shuo also saw Yang Junshan, and then his face showed a smile.

At this time, the crowd suddenly sighed with a sigh, followed by a cheer of a girl, this time Yang Junshan could hear it, that is the voice of Fang Zhonghui.

The voice of Jiu Xiaoxiao came out from the crowd and said: "You guys can't do it in the end. If you change people, you don't want to come up with the first restoration. Come to a second man!"

"The cultivation of the nine girls from the meat is admirable. In the next Gong Chunlai, the repair is a bit higher than the girl, and the face is a testament to the strength of the girl."

A gentleman dressed in a long gown, with a gentle and elegant appearance, said that his body was short in the crowd. It seemed that he was sitting down. Yang Junshan knew this person. He was the second master of the seventh squad.

"Less nonsense, reach out and reach out!" The sound of nine departures is still domineering.

At this time, Yang Junshan was standing on the side of the crowd and looking inside, but he was seeing a stone table. Jiuyi and Gong Chunlai were sitting on both sides, and they were placed on the stone table with one hand and one hand. The elbows are on the table, and the palms are held together, but they are more powerful than the wrenches.

Yang Junshan raised his eyebrows and compared with the Wu people to test the strength of the flesh. It is no wonder that this group of big men next to them is not even a small woman.

The thought in my heart has just turned, and there is a sigh of sighs in the crowd again. I saw that Gong Chun came to a face that was red, but the arm was already pressed to the stone table. on.

Although the body of the monk can be upgraded by means of forging, etc., the monk often gets a significant improvement in the body because of the spiritual washing in the body every time he is advanced, and this kind of ascension The effect is very obvious, not as long as the forging technique does not only continue to practice for many years, but often because of the limitations of the forging body itself, the effect is not particularly significant.

Moreover, the monks often have to spend as much time and energy as possible on the improvement of the cultivation. Since every improvement will bring about physical improvement, more and more monks will naturally pour into the flesh. Less energy.

However, Wu Shuo is different from ordinary monks. Their natural flesh is extremely tyrannical. Secondly, the Wu people's cursing power is more dependent on the flesh, so the vulgar monk's body is often extremely tyrannical. It’s just a witch woman. In Yang Junshan’s view, I’m afraid that among the second-class monks in the small courtyard, no one except Wu Shuo and him can be taller and lower in the flesh.

"Who else, who else?" Nine is sitting there and apparently became the lord, yelling and yelling, and arrogant.

However, after Gong Chunlai’s second-class monk’s wrist wrench was defeated in the hands of the little girl, it’s obvious that many male monks who watched the battle were discouraged. No one dared to go to compare with her. The triple monk monk is possible, but after all, the repair is already higher than the others, not to mention a girl. Even if it is won, there is nothing worth showing off. But if it is defeated, then the fun can be big. It is.

"I am coming!" Jiuyi felt that the figure was flashing in front of him, and a person had already sat opposite her.

Seeing that he was stunned by himself, Yang Junshan smiled and said, "Why, don't you dare?"

Nine from the stone table in front of the bang, the face floated with a hint of excitement, said: "Hah, I have long wanted to compete with you, you are better than me, do not believe your strength is greater than me!"

"Come on!" Yang Junshan reached out and nine did not hesitate to hold it.

"Xiao Yang wants to shoot, should this time win?"

"I watched it, this little girl is not simple. It seems that Gong Chunlai has not won much effort. Xiao Yang Xiu is similar to Gong Chunlai. It is not easy to win."

"Hey, we are such a big bunch of lords, this time I was crushed by a little girl."

"Oh, no, are they two villages?"

"It's a village. Yes, this little girl and another person are looking for Xiao Yang."

"It started, don't say it,..."

Just when everyone whispered, Jiu Li and Yang Junshan had already started to force their wrists in their own direction.

With other people mobilizing the whole body to make the blood gas surge, the whole face becomes reddish differently. After the strength of the flesh, the face becomes a crystal clear, as if it has become a flawless jade.

However, at this time, the onlookers found that Yang Junshan, who was sitting on the other side, was calm and relaxed. His face did not change at all. Only the palm of his hand was suddenly dyed with a layer of golden yellow. This is not his transfer. The spiritual power in the body, but the power of blood and blood formed by the practice of the mountain monarch.

When he was trying to move Yang Junshan’s wrist, he felt like he was holding his palm as if it were a mountain. He couldn’t breathe himself. He couldn’t shake Yang Junshan’s strength. The wrist is divided.

"Be careful!"

Yang Junshan suddenly sighed and sighed. He felt that there was a kind of vigorous force suddenly coming from the hand, letting her struggle, but she could not stop her arm from slowly falling toward the stone table.

"Hah, win, Xiao Yang is a big force!"

"This is not something that can be done with great strength. This kind of wrenching is actually the repair of each body. This can only show that Xiao Yang's body is too strong!"

"This little girl's body is better than the second heavy turbid monk. Xiao Yang has beaten her. Doesn't it mean that Xiao Yang's body is comparable to a monk?"

"I can't say it, but if you want to come, even if you are weak, it's limited, unless you have a monk who is now comparing with Xiao Yang."

"You said that Xiao Yang is a man of cultivation. The young age is not only cultivated so high, but also a strategist who can arrange war battles. The physical body is also so high. These are the only ones that have been cultivated since childhood. Can the inner disciple compare it?"

Listening to the opinions of the people, the mouth of Jiu Li has already set off the old high, and he screamed, "What's so great, waiting for me to be as good as you can defeat you."

In fact, the nine said from the mouth, but I know in my heart the overwhelming force that I felt when I was confronted with Yang Junshan. I am afraid that even if she is the second most important force, she may not be Yang Junshan. The opponent, just surprised by the nine, is why Yang Junshan's body is so tyrannical, compared with him, but he should be a witch.

Nine from the eyeball bones, I saw the side of Wu Shuo, suddenly called: "Brother, Xiao Yang bully me, you come to give him a color look, so that he knows that our brothers and sisters are not good to provoke ""

All the eyes of the people gathered at Wu Shuo's body all of a sudden. Wu Shuo smiled and said: "Well, sister, don't make trouble, let's come to him this time, but not to find him."

Nine distracted standing up, everyone looked at it without seeing it, but the topic of the monk strengthening the body became the focus of discussion.

Seeing that everyone has left, Yang Junshan also stood up and came to the secret room of his own practice with both of them. Then he smiled and asked: "How can you both come here to find me, recently in their respective teams? How about, did not cause doubts from others?"

Nine turned his eyes and said: "Are we all children? How can we let others see through our details!"

Wu Shuo smiled and said: "Fortunately, we only use the different ways of cultivation to perfuse. Although the people in the team are somewhat strange about our way of fighting, it does not cause other people's doubts."

Yang Junshan nodded and said: "That's good! Right, what happened to you when you came to me, is it because of the opening of the market?"

Nine from the smell of the face suddenly happy, said: "Of course, how can such a lively thing be missed?"

Wu Shuo took a picture of her head and told her to be quiet. This is because "it is because of the nine things that are from the sacred weapon. Nine are still a few spiritual materials from today's ceremonial witches, but there are some spirits in this world." The name of the material is incorrect with what we know, so we can only confirm it after seeing the real thing. This time the market opened, we also got news from the teams of the respective teams. It is said that the caravans are not only three. In the county, nearby counties and counties may have caravans coming and going, so they are going to look for some to see if they can get together the spiritual materials of the refining of the Witchcraft, but our two families are limited. I am afraid I will use your strength when I am."

Yang Junshan smiled and said: "These are all good to say. I originally planned to go to the market to have a look. If so, let's go together."

The excitement of the face was even stronger. The side of Wu Shuo’s face also showed a smile. I saw that he nodded to the nine, and then asked Yang Junshan: "Do you want to be a human head?" Fighting?"