Biography of the Immortals

Chapter 114 It's not a lovelorn, it's a painful feeling that I can't understand

The Lotus Sect has been established for hundreds of years, and there has never been any leader who was lucky enough to use a green-horned ghost king from the world of law and five iron corpses from the world of law to practice the Soul Breaking Palm and Lipo Fist.

Yan Xihu messed around and created an unprecedented miracle.

Yan Xi waited until the Crock Pot Divine Fist calmed down, and quietly cast a spell, urging this side-door magic weapon, and saw thousands of fists flying out of the black smoke billowing.

The most primitive Crock Pot God Fist has only dozens of fists. Although it can fly around in the air, its speed is not fast. It is comparable to ordinary people punching with all their strength, and their strength is not much different from that of ordinary strong men.

After refining into the Qingjiao Ghost King, the Crock Pot God Fist can fly hundreds of fists, the color is black and blue, two or three points larger than ordinary people's palms, the strength is equivalent to the fighters of the ranks of Jianghu masters, and the speed is also slightly improved. Fast as a galloping horse.

Now Yan Xi has brought in five iron corpses, the number of fists has increased tenfold, to two or three thousand, the color of green and black is a little darker, the flying speed is as fast as a bird, and the strength is comparable to that of a foreigner's kung fu. Proficient, or even a master of second- and third-rate warriors.

After all, the Crock Pot Divine Fist is a heretical sorcery of the Lotus Sect, and even if it changes, it cannot break free from its original barrier.

It's just that the fist that flies out can be big or small, the smallest is like a chicken, the biggest is like a basketball, and it can also open the palm, enough to be the size of a pot lid, nothing else magical.

In the cave, Yan Xi quietly played the crock magic fist for a while, took a few glances at the iron corpse guarding the entrance of the cave, and couldn't help but shook his head.

Although the newly transformed Super Crock Pot God Fist is powerful, it may take half an hour, or even two or three hours, to knock down this iron corpse.

With such a big commotion, I'm afraid Xie Hesun and Xie Meihua would have rushed back long ago and captured him directly.

Yan Xi was about to give up this tempting idea, suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind, he glanced at his earthen pot, then at the iron corpse guarding the cave entrance, and thought over and over again the idea that came up just now for seven days. Eight times, finally convinced that there is no big problem with this idea.

"I really can't beat this iron corpse to death, but I can suppress it!"

"I dare not wait for Xie Meihua to come back. This bitch can do anything. If you stay with Xie Meihua for a long time, even if you don't do anything, your reputation will be ruined."

He is a clean and innocent man, and he would never have anything to do with this kind of woman.

Even if it's a little risky, I can't take care of it.

Yan Xi stretched out his hand to wipe the crock, and countless big blue and black hands flew out, opened in mid-air, and grabbed the iron corpse fiercely.

Although this iron corpse has a high defense, it has a rotting corpse poisonous gas, and its strength is boundless, but it can't scream. It was pressed hard by the big hand to the ground, and it just struggled silently.

Holding the earthen pot in his hand, Yan Xi looked at the iron corpse that was pinned to the ground, and couldn't help but yelled triumphantly: "You scream! You scream! You scream!? Even if you scream out your throat ..."

Yan Xi was talking nonsense, and he was not slow in his hands. He took out a sniper rifle, put it on Tie Zhan's mouth, and fired more than ten shots in a row.

After the first few shots, the monster seemed to be fine, but the power of the sniper rifle was not comparable to that of ordinary firearms. More than a dozen shots were fired from the mouth, smashing the iron corpse's head to pieces.

Yan Xi looked at the iron corpse that was no longer struggling, and he was a little proud, and said to himself: "The crock pot magic fist can't blow you to death in a short time, but it can pin you to the ground."

"Baby Niu's marksmanship isn't very good, but he shoots right into your mouth..."

"I can't kill you!"

Xie Hesun and his sister hadn't seen each other for a long time, and wanted to introduce in detail the people from various factions who conspired to seduce the centipede Xuanzhu, so that Xie Meihua wouldn't know the situation and suffer others' big losses.

He also didn't expect that a mere mortal warrior guarded by Iron Corpse could make such a foolish thing.

Xie Hesun was chatting with his sister when he suddenly heard more than a dozen familiar explosions, followed by a shock in his heart, and he lost contact with the last iron corpse.

When Yan Xi pressed the iron corpse to the ground, he didn't have any sense. After all, the iron corpse was not injured, but when Yan Xi blasted the iron corpse, Xie Hesun naturally felt it.

What's more, Xie Hesun was very familiar with the dozen or so gunshots. It was the sound of the strange hidden weapon used by the ordinary warrior who was killed by him in a sneak attack not long ago.

Xie Hesun's expression changed drastically, and he rushed to the cave in a hurry.

Yan Xi quickly collected this unlucky iron corpse with an earthen jar!
Without this iron corpse, the sky is high and the sea is wide, birds flying and fishes leaping.

Before leaving, Yan Xi scanned the cave with his eyes and found a small streamer stuck in the corner. He didn't know what this thing was for?
He pulled it out, hid it in the little black pocket, and muttered: "This poor man doesn't leave his wallet at home, how hospitable it is!" He left the cave and drifted away.

He didn't forget it, and he picked up an invisibility spell, and a clear brilliance enveloped his whole body, and his figure disappeared, invisible and shadowless, and he ran for his life with confidence and boldness.

Xie Hesun rushed into the cave, looked at the empty place, and couldn't help but shouted, "Where's my iron corpse?"

He glanced at the corner, feeling even more indignant, and shouted, "Where's my Five Poisons and White Bone Banner?"

"Who stole all my property?"

"All the thieves in the world deserve to die, they deserve to die alive!"

Ever since Zhao Qijin and Zhang Zhongyang stole his home, Xie Hesun hated the thieves deeply, but he didn't expect that all the wealth he had accumulated for decades would suddenly disappear, and he couldn't breathe with a headache.

Modern people have not been broken in love, so they can't understand this painful feeling.

Xie Meihua looked at the empty cave in shock, and cried out in her heart: "Where is a strong man my age? Could it be that he was eaten by his brother's iron corpse? But what about his iron corpse?"

"I can't be eaten by such a big and strong man, can I?"

Xie Hesun let out a wild cry, and rushed out of the cave, searching for the thief in his mind.

Xie Meihua hesitated for a while, then left the cave, controlled the escape light, and searched around, she was much more powerful than her younger brother in mana, and the search by flying was extremely convenient.

Xie Meihua's light passed over Yan Xi's head seven or eight times, but she never noticed that the strong man she was thinking of was just under her body, swaggering on her way.

Yan Xi left the cave, walked for more than an hour, counted the mana in his body, deliberately saved some time, dispelled the invisibility, and looked at the mountain where Yan Po lived from a distance, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Xie Hesun occupied the nearest mountain peak beside the valley where Gou Centi was hiding, but Yan Po relied on his swordsmanship to come and go like lightning, and he didn't want to be seen through Xingzang, the mountain he lived in was hundreds of miles away.

Yan Xi can see the mountain, but wants to walk over it...

No two or three days, don't even think about it.

This is the difference between an ordinary person walking and a swordsman flying through the sky and escaping from the ground.

He walked for more than an hour, but because it was all mountain roads, even with lightness kung fu, he could only walk forty or fifty kilometers at most. rest for a day."

"I've been in Jiayin Realm for this period of time, and I don't come back day and night. I'm tired of working overtime, so I should go back to accompany Qingying. Anyway, there are still a few months before Gou Centipede's birth, and it's not too short of a day and a half."

Yan Xi's brain was jumping wildly, his brain was boiling, and the moment he traveled back to the modern society, he saw a huge golden centipede piercing out from the ground, only half of his body was more than ten meters long...

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(End of this chapter)