Yun Chao: The Demon Concubine Cried After Helping Me Practice Hundreds Of Millions Of Times

soon.

Luo Muchen came down from the tree.

Pick up your pants and head to the living room!

The limping look makes people laugh!

now.

He just hoped that what he said was wrong!

because...

If you say something wrong, you will be beaten, and if you say something right, you will be beaten. So it’s not for nothing if you say something right?!

"Feng Wushan, this matter is of great importance, so you can't make your own decisions!"

"It is a fact that Lao Luo, Empress Shen, Holy Lord Snow Lotus, and His Majesty all went to Daewoo one after another!"

"It was only after they went to Yongzhou that they gave birth to Creation!"

"Then tell me, Yongzhou is at the bottom of Jiuzhou, and the so-called Dayu is at the bottom of Yongzhou. Why does he bring good luck to Wanzhou?"

"This... is indeed a bit unbelievable!"

In the living room, two old men were sitting opposite each other, holding cups of tea.

You say something to me.

Feng Wushan frowned: "You mean...this matter is absolutely impossible?"

Luo Jiushan was elegant and indifferent. He took a sip of tea and nodded slowly: "Yes!"

"Okay then, I will ask the intelligence department to turn its attention to the eight states besides Yongzhou!"

Feng Wushan said in a deep voice.

He is also 70,000 to 80,000 years old, and he can be regarded as wily and scheming, but when it comes to playing tricks on his brain, he has to give in to Luo Jiushan!

Since Luo Jiushan said it was impossible, then this group is absolutely impossible!

"Um!"

Luo Jiushan nodded. When Feng Wushan stood up to leave, he held him back and said slowly: "Old man Feng, don't worry, we will go together later. By then... I will go to Yongzhou twice."

Fengwushan:???

Why did you go there in person?

Is it impossible to say so???

Seemingly sensing Feng Wushan's doubts, Luo Jiushan's face was full of inscrutability: "Don't think too much, I just want your majesty..."

Fengwu Mountain:…………

Believe it or not, this old man is very evil!

In the court, you will be the most fiercest in the fight with the Sword Emperor!

really.

Those who play tricks are dirty...

A figure stepped in from outside and fell to the ground because he walked too fast!

Luo Muchen bared his teeth and said regardless of the injury to his butt: "Add me, I'll go too!"

"I want to see..."

His face was full of grief and anger: "Who is it that made my butt bloom!!!"

Fengwu Mountain:.…………

Luo Jiushan:

Daewoo.

Mr. Da's tense body slowly relaxed, and his empty palm fell down without leaving a trace.

At the same time, between heaven and earth, an invisible mighty hand also dissipated...

No one knows about all this.

This is true even for the Daewoo 19 Emperor, who is in charge of the national destiny, or Yue Mingkong, whose cultivation reaches the sky!

Wang Mingyang sighed in admiration: "Master, you are really amazing. This model worker Huo Wushuang really poses no threat to Your Majesty."

"And... His Majesty used his strength to allow me to break through!"

"This... I can't fully repay His Majesty's kindness. This disciple can't fully repay His Majesty's kindness!"

As his previous inner strength returned and surged, he actually broke into the Celestial Human Realm!

At this moment, his aura was still fluctuating.

Ziyuan chuckled and raised his chin slightly: "How about you say I am your master!"

"One word!"

"Xiaoyang is the Son of Fortune... No! Lucky's father, it's absolutely right to keep his footsteps even tighter!"

The words fell.

His brows suddenly frowned, then relaxed.

Wang Mingyang's expression froze.

The frown only lasted for a moment, but it gave him the feeling that his master had suddenly transformed from an ordinary person to a majestic god whose figure reached into the clouds and made people unable to see his face clearly!

"Master..."

Wang Mingyang said cautiously: "Are you okay?"

Zi Yuan smiled, as if nothing happened: "Nothing, just a little mouse ran out..."

Even so, I felt a little worried in my heart.

When a great age comes, it will be accompanied by great calamity.

Only by surviving the great calamity can we usher in the great world!

The appearance of this birdman represents the beginning of the great tribulation!

It might be difficult for Xiaoyang to cope with it now...

Zhongzhou.

Lingjian Mountain.

The continuous mountain peaks are known as the "Sacred Land of Kyushu Kendo".

At the deepest point, there is a sword house!

Surprisingly, it is the sword master Li Changge, the place where he usually repairs!

Not to mention the disciples and elders of Lingjian Mountain, they are the sword slaves of the sword master, a place they are not allowed to enter on weekdays!

In Jianlu, the furnishings are simple but not simple.

The only futons, wooden tables, and stone beds are all extraordinary.

The futon is made of thousand-year-old cold silk.

The wooden table is made of ten thousand year old purple sand wood.

The stone bed is also made of Dongxuan sword jade!

On the top of the stone bed, the life tablet that was originally surrounded by sword energy has now been dimmed, and there is no Spirit Partitioning difference anymore!

Click~

A crack suddenly appeared on the stone bed.

A dark and filthy atmosphere escapes from it!

Under the erosion of the breath, the cracks are getting bigger and bigger, like dense spider webs!

Finally exploded!

A dark cave was revealed!

The thick filthy air is about to explode!

Thousands of breaths, each one is enough to destroy a Martial Saint!

As the breath swirled, the wind whimpered, and the place where the sword master cultivated suddenly became like a devil's cave!

finally.

Thousands of breaths turned into a Daoist shadow!

About five meters high!

The forearms are as thick as an average person’s waist!

Gray hair and gray skin!

Holding a weapon that looks like a divine staff!

There is also a fleshy wing on the back, with gray and white feathers attached to the fleshy wing!

His eyes were scarlet, and his whole body exuded a violent aura.

Like a demon god who stepped out from the Nine Netherworld, he brought death and annihilation to the world.

"If it weren't for the 97,000 prohibitive seals set by the old thief Confucian Ziyuan, how could you, the little Martial Saint ant, have suppressed this god for 60,000 years?"

"You ant, Martial Saint, should be bold enough to use my god's power to sharpen your Sword Heart. You deserve to die! You deserve to die!!!"

His voice was hoarse and obscure, with a thick foreign accent.

The resentment and shame in the words were so thick that they almost turned into reality.

finally.

He cast his gaze into the distance, as if looking through the Sword House, he saw the entire Lingjian Mountain and the entire Nine Prefectures Continent!

"This god has been trapped for a hundred thousand years. Now that he is out of trouble, the glory of the king is destined to shine in this other world!"

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, revealing his dark and twisted fangs: "You have suppressed this god for sixty thousand years, and the god's arrival in Kyushu will begin with the destruction of your orthodoxy!"

Thick black smoke emanated with him as the center!

In an instant, Lingjian Mountain’s thousands of miles of mountains were covered!

Turn into a dark world!

"It's dark...what...what's going on?"

"What a weird gas... No! My vitality! It's robbing me of my vitality!"

"No! Get away! Get away from me!"

"I don't want to die...I don't want to die!!!"

Lingjian Mountain fell into chaos!

The strange aura that suddenly enveloped the Sacred Land was robbing the living beings of their vitality!

From warriors and heavenly beings to beasts and trees...

The dilemma faced by everyone is the same!

The vitality is shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Thick fear sweeps through everyone's heart!

What makes them even more desperate is that not only are they unable to resist the erosion and plunder of the aura, they can't even escape!

The entire Spirit Sword Mountain Range seemed to be cut into two worlds!

Within the mountains, there is no way to get out!

Outside the mountains, there is no way to come in!

Even a strong martial artist can mobilize the sword master's leftover cards to unleash the sword master's all-out attack!

It can't be shaken at all!

All the green vegetation has turned yellow.

Disciples and elders are constantly transformed into households!

Even the blade of the sword stuck upside down on the main peak looked dim!

In an instant.

There is only one half-step Martial Saint who is dying and still has a breath left.

"What the... happened?"

"Why does God treat me like Lingjian Mountain like this?"

He spoke desperately.

A tall and ferocious figure slowly approached.

He wanted to open his eyes and take a closer look.

Click~!

The head was blown to pieces.

I heard the last words I heard in my life: "Garbage, they are all garbage, not even the Emperor Wu, there are so many people, even one tenth of the injury of this god cannot be restored..."

royal palace.

Ye Xiangyang returned to the palace under the welcome of all the people.

This time [One Billion Times], let Ye Xiangyang find a BUG that can quickly improve Daewoo’s overall strength!

————Borrow the power of living beings!

Borrow one and reminisce through One Billion Times!

Just look at the national destiny, which has broken through several realms due to the overall improvement of the creatures and the enhanced sense of belonging!

[Name: National Fortune Golden Dragon]

[Identity: Great Yu Dynasty National Games]

[Age:497]

[Cultivation: Early stage of Martial Saint]

[Favorability:99]

Since the perfection of Martial Master, half a step beyond the extreme realm of Martial Saint, Martial Saint, Saint!

Looking at the majestic golden dragon winding and acting coquettishly in the sky.

Ye Xiangyang laughed and scolded: "You bitch, you are more like the father of luck than me!"

"The fight is my fault, the bug is my fault!"

"In the end, the benefits you get will be greater than mine!"

Despite the scolding, Ye Xiangyang's mouth was harder to suppress than AK!

The stronger the Golden Dragon of National Luck, the stronger the empire, and the stronger he is as well!

He wishes that the Golden Dragon of National Fortune would be strong!

at this time.

A creepy sense of crisis bloomed in Ye Xiangyang's heart

A terrifying spear emerged from the void!

Heading straight for Ye Xiangyang’s head!

His pupils suddenly shrank like wheat!

This is definitely the most terrifying and stunning attack he has ever seen in his life!

The space has been torn apart!

It was as if under this shot, the whole world became eclipsed!

And he is just an insignificant ant in the world!

The long-lost feeling of powerlessness shrouded Ye Xiangyang’s heart!

Facing this attack that could kill him, he was powerless!!!

"Be bold!"

Just at the critical moment.

An old voice, like a bell, resounded in my ears!

Ye Xiangyang saw a figure wearing a black Confucian shirt standing in front of him!

"If you don't resist the Monster Race, you interfere in Kyushu's affairs, damn it!"

"As you have meritorious service in resisting the Monster Race, you can avoid death. You can avoid the death penalty, but you cannot escape the crime of living. Now I will kill you for ten thousand years of cultivation and ten thousand years of life as punishment!"

"If you enter Jiuzhou again, you will surely suffer a heavenly calamity and your body will die and your path will disappear!"

As soon as the word falls, it is as if the words are spoken!

The spear seemed to be affected by force majeure and flew into the space crack!

Before the crack disappears,

Ye Xiangyang only heard a muffled groan of extreme pain!

Crisis goes as quickly as it comes!

Ye Xiangyang was stunned for a while.

It wasn't until the man in scholar's shirt turned around and spoke that he came back to his senses: "Xiaoyang, this explanation didn't scare you, did it?"

"No...eh? Mr. Big?!!"

Ye Xiangyang shook his head subconsciously, and when he saw the face of the man in Confucian shirt, he was shocked!

This person is actually his father's master, the great master of Black and White Academy, Ziyuan!

this...

Didn’t he just enter the fugue not long ago???

How could he be able to scare away a terrifying existence that even he couldn't resist with just one sentence?

What a shame, he was severely injured!

You know, within the territory of Daewoo, even Martial Saint Late Stage can't do anything to him, but there is an existence that can make him powerless to resist... Hiss~~ It's terrifying to think about it!

besides...

Who took action?

What the hell is this Monster Race that Mr. Big is talking about???

One question after another popped up in Ye Xiangyang's head.

finally.

He decided to start with the system panel.

[Name: Ziyuan]

[Identity: Master of the Black and White Academy, First Master and Disciple of the Confucian Saint]

[Age:243(296876)]

[Cultivation: Martial God Ultimate Realm]

[Favorability:95]

Ye Xiangyang:!!!

What the hell is a wandering god who transforms into a martial god?!!

besides...

After two hundred and forty-three years, what is two hundred and ninety-six thousand, eight hundred and seventy-six years?

Ye Xiangyang was completely stunned.

He never dreamed that his cheap master could be so awesome!

An old guy who is nearly 300,000 years old!

Compared with him, Huo Wushuang, the oldest I had ever seen before, was only half a boy... No! Just a baby, a placenta!

It's so shiny that I've never heard of it, let alone seen it, [Martial God Realm], and it's even more awesome. promax!

And that identity!

What is the Holy Master?

The sage who created this way!

In other words, my master was the first disciple of the founder of Confucianism and Taoism!!!

Mr. Big...

This gentleman is really big!!!

Looking at Ziyuan's favorability score as high as 95 points.

Ye Xiangyang once again felt the power of [luck’s father] in the novice gift pack!

Such a big, thick, and hard thigh was always by his side!

It even made him feel pity for the enemies who broke into Daewoo in the past.

It seems that what 857 is facing is just a martial artist Late Stage and a bunch of his women.

In fact, he was facing a Martial God who was nearly 300,000 years old, and he was in the ultimate realm of Martial God!

In Kyushu, where even Emperor Wu does not exist, can you imagine how desperate the enemy will be?

Ye Xiangyang has a lot of thoughts in his heart.

In Ziyuan's eyes, it was Ye Xiangyang who was shocked and frightened.

He couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

I just feel that my whole body feels relaxed and clear!

He has been shown off by this kid time and time again, and this time he finally found a chance to show off!

Ziyuan calmly put his hands behind his back, his face full of inscrutability.

That’s right!

He hasn't shown off enough yet!

He wants to keep showing off!

"Xiaoyang, I wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, but this person took action, and the master had no choice but to show himself as a saint!"

"To tell you the truth, I am the master..."

Without saying anything, Ye Xiangyang frowned slightly and felt a strong force approaching!

Immediately his eyes rolled: "Master, you hid it from me so deeply!"

"With one word, everything can be done...even such terrifying enemies can be defeated..."

"You shouldn't be the founder of Confucianism and Taoism, the most holy teacher, right?"

It's harmless to humans and animals, and even has a sock in its voice!

But it fell into Ziyuan’s ears,

But the calm and profound look on his face suddenly became frozen.

This guy doesn't follow martial ethics and actually interrupts the casting of spells!

Even if he has great courage, he would not dare to pretend to be Master!

"Ahem! How...how could it be?"

"Master, I am just an ordinary Confucian practitioner with hundreds of millions of points!"

Zi Yuan's smile was stiff, the sage masters had all come out, and since he was the first disciple, he couldn't pretend for no reason!

show?

Shownima!

Ye Xiangyang felt comfortable instantly when he saw Mr. Da was so deflated!

He has always been the one to show off, so how about others showing off in front of him?

Not to mention the founding disciple of the Holy Master, even the Holy Master wouldn’t care!

Ye Xiangyang scratched his head and looked around suspiciously.

What kind of thing hit his head... Ouch! Still coming???

Ye Xiangyang was stunned.

Then a thought rose in my heart.

The founding disciples of the Most Holy Master have all come out. Isn’t it too much to look at the Master?

The most holy master can peer into people's hearts, isn't it too much?

Ye Xiangyang thought of this, and a thought quietly rose in his heart.

Ouch!

Ye Xiangyang rubbed his head again and grinned.

Sure enough! He was right!

This time he can be considered a person with background!

O most holy master!

Ye Xiangyang didn't speak.

Zi Huan Xiangxiu Yuan couldn't help but said: "Aren't you curious about the identity of the person who attacked you before?"

"Who?"

Ye Xiangyang's expression became serious, and a trace of revenge flashed in his eyes!

This was definitely the first time in his life that he had been so close to death!

If he doesn't want to take revenge, he writes his last name upside down!

Zi Yuan smiled slightly and said leisurely: "Do you know about the shocking battle a hundred thousand years ago?"

ps: Guys, don’t say I don’t update enough!

Ten thousand a day is unbeatable!

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