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The wind is shaky and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone forever.

At this moment, under the golden light, Xiao Qi seemed to feel this burst of tragic feelings.

To strengthen the golden sword, what a strong heart...and physique is needed.

Xiaoqi's expression was extremely solemn, looking at Henry Zhang, the admiration revealed on his expression was like a torrent of river water, and he looked at Henry Zhang's whole body, and was puzzled again, "How strong?"

Henry Zhang is cold, "The crescent moon reflects the deep ditch on the first day of the new year."

Xiao Qi was puzzled, "What is it?"

Henry Zhang explained, "Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence."

Xiao Qi was confused, "What do you mean?"

Henry Zhang was discouraged, and rolled his eyes angrily, "Asshole!"

Xiao Qi was sad and furious, "Vulgar! How can you use such vulgar words."

Henry Zhang, "..."

The tragic momentum that was finally condensed was completely ruined by Qi Zai, Henry Zhang helplessly spread his hands, "Senior Xiao Qi, let's fetch water."

Xiaoqi felt that Henry Zhang's words today seemed to be a lot more profound, racked his brains for a moment, shook his head and sighed, "The golden sword's spirituality is too hard, and water attack won't work."

Henry Zhang gave up dejectedly, "I mean to let the senior clean the ass hole, when I can't stand it, you will be on top."

"I won't do it!"

"It fucks you."

Xiaoqi cried while looking for water.

Henry Zhang looked up, and above the sky, a three-foot-long golden sword was gently spinning, with the sharp point facing down, exuding the fierce and domineering aura of the king of magic soldiers.

His eyes just touched the tip of the sword lightly, and Henry Zhang's previous thoughts disappeared. His figure jumped several meters high, floating in the void, looking at the golden sword with a pleasant face, and said with a smile, "Little Jinjin, Brother, I would like to ask you for a favor now."

The sword energy was a little sharp.

The divine soldier has a spirit, and the spiritual feeling of the psychic divine soldier has reached a level that other divine soldiers do not have.Its sword spirit gave birth to human spirituality. Although the rest of the psychic soldiers did not recognize the master, it was no problem for Henry Zhang to chop wood and cut an apple.Only this golden sword put on a dirty face.

"Xiao Jinjin...don't like...Little Jianjian?"

Henry Zhang tried his best to put on a smiling face, and a sharp sword energy shot out from the golden sword in midair.

"Wow!"

Henry Zhang's figure suddenly fell sharply, barely avoiding this attack.

"Brother Jin..."

"Grandpa Jin..."

Suddenly, Henry Zhang suddenly realized, rushed up like a well-behaved grandson, spread his hands, with an innocent smile on his face, and said softly, "Grandma Jin..."

call out!call out!call out!

In an instant, the golden sword energy shot out towards Henry Zhang, and the power seemed to be enveloped by the sword energy of the golden sword in the whole space, as if to penetrate Henry Zhang's heart with thousands of swords.

Henry Zhang saw that the situation was not good, and the figure was forced down again.

With a buzzing sound, the three-foot-high sword body of the golden sword trembled, as if with a demonstration, a warning.

Henry Zhang stopped his figure in embarrassment, angry, and looked up at the golden sword, like a golden sword staring at a hungry wolf.

Soft ones are not good, only hard ones!

"Banana, you bastard!" Henry Zhang's momentum soared, standing in the sky like a god of war waiting to explode, with fluttering black hair, eyebrows like cold stars, shooting out a little light, and his gestures set off the heroic and mighty gesture, his arm trembled, and he was pointing at the golden sword above.

In the distance, Xiao Qi, who hurried over with a basin of water, paused, looked at the front solemnly, his eyes were bright, and his eyes were full of anticipation, "Could it be that this child is still clumsy?" Xiao Qi imagined , Henry Zhang showed his supernatural power, turned the world around in one fell swoop, and conquered the golden sword...

Xiao Qi put this basin of water on the ground, he had just finished washing the place that should be washed, and he kindly brought it over and asked Henry Zhang if he wanted to wash it too, after all, he had to pay attention to hygiene.

Henry Zhang's fierce momentum has almost accumulated.

Suddenly, he moved!

Xiaoqi's pupils shrank!

"#*#*#*@!&*&...%&&&&"

A very vulgar opening sentence.

Henry Zhang did move, and what he moved was his mouth. He had a posture of nothing, and first cursed Jin Jian for a while.

boom!

Xiao Qi fell down one by one, impartially, and just happened to sink his head into the basin of water he brought.

Seemingly remembering something, Xiao Qi immediately jumped up, retching non-stop...

"Aren't you just a piece of broken iron sheet? Why don't you put it on a golden shelf? Why don't you use it as a generator in a power plant when it's shining? Do you think you are very honorable? Even if you put it in the toilet like this, the toilet brush is useless." Much easier than you use it."

"I bought a watch last year! ***￥￥￥#####"

Henry Zhang scolded his head and face, and as the scolding sound went on, Henry Zhang's gestures also changed, slowly pointing at the golden sword, until he lowered his hips, raised his head and continued to curse.

Xiao Qi was stunned.

The golden sword has a spirit!

Even if the psychic soldier recognized his master, which generation of masters in history didn't treat the psychic soldier as a sacred object, and almost put it on the altar to burn incense and kowtow.

Which guy would point at Jin Jian and yell in pain, seeing Henry Zhang's posture at the moment, it seems that he will not stop until he scolds Jin Jian's eighteenth generation of ancestors and nepotism relatives.

The golden sword above the head buzzed and trembled non-stop, and seemed to be mad with anger.

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Inside the secret room of the treasure house, Immortal Ji Li looked puzzled. Although he was injured and trapped here, he could perceive everything in the whole treasure house, and he couldn't detect Henry Zhang's whereabouts at this moment.

"Where did Henry go?" Immortal Ji Li could only ask Ye Sang.

Ye Sang also shook her head anxiously, expressing that she didn't know.

On the battlefield outside, the truly intense stage has arrived!

The evil king prostrated and knelt on the ground, the situation was extremely strange.

A strong man from the five major forces was about to take advantage of the situation and rush forward to give the evil king a fatal blow, but unexpectedly there were strong guards beside the evil king, who blocked him.

Prince Yi Han floated up in the air, his eyes glanced at the distant direction.

The evil king was defeated, and the Blood Night organization retreated steadily.However, Prince Yi Han knew that today's test was the real beginning.

"The Bloody Night organization is at the end of its strength, let's all go all out and kill them!"

"Kill!"

The people from the five major forces seemed to have seen the dawn of victory, and they were all excited and eager to kill.

"Welcome Immortal Yan Yang!"

The evil king's voice sounded suddenly.

"Eighth on the list of gods, King Yanyang!" Prince Yi Han's eyes suddenly opened up, and his light burst out, "Master's guess is indeed correct. Many strong people on the list of gods have joined the Blood Night Organization, and the top one is Yan Yan. Sheep King!"

At this moment, in the distant sky, an extremely powerful coercion suddenly approached here, and it descended in an instant!

The immortal is so powerful that it seems like an invisible mountain is pressing on the top of everyone's head.

Plop!

Regardless of which camp, those who were weak in strength all fell to their knees on the ground at this moment, unable to move their bodies.

Some legs trembled, gritted their teeth to support their bodies, but panic appeared in their eyes.

The faces of the leaders of the five major forces, including Watson Kennedy, changed at this moment.In the face of this coercion that seemed to penetrate the world, they felt as small as an ant.

"Immortal Yanyang!"

"Welcome Immortal Yan Yang."

Including King Ling, everyone in the Blood Night Organization knelt down respectfully.

His expression was filled with endless excitement and excitement.

Especially the bottom members of the Xueye organization, their eyes are even hotter, they didn't know the existence of Immortal Yanyang before, how can they not be overjoyed now that they have discovered such a strong person.

A white auspicious cloud appeared in the sky.

Stepping on auspicious clouds, the realm of immortals.

Above the auspicious clouds, a white-bearded old man stood with his hands behind his back, with a goatee beard and a fairy-like bone.The eyes are slightly squinted, but it gives people a cold feeling.

Eighth on the Yanhuang God List, Yan Yang Wang, Immortal!

As Prince Yi Han said, many powerful people on the Yanhuang God List have joined the Blood Night Organization, and it is this person in front of him, King Yanyang, who takes the lead.And he has only one task, guarding the prisoners in the Death Valley base.

As the white cloud floated in, King Yan Yang lightly stroked his white beard, his gaze fell on Prince Yi Han for the first time, and he laughed loudly, "I haven't seen you for many years, I never thought that my old friend would accept a good apprentice."

Lang Lang's laughter was like a sound of magic, and in an instant, many figures in the camp of the five major forces fell to the ground bleeding from their seven orifices.

Among the crowd in the distance, the expression of a very conspicuous bald monk suddenly changed.

He sucked in a breath of cold air.

"This old guy is really powerful, you must not fight recklessly."

The little bald monk's eyeballs swiveled around, and he walked quickly to a relatively safe place, squatted down on the wound of a corpse next to him and smeared some blood on his face, then rolled his eyes, and tilted his mouth, He fell to the ground neatly.

not moving at all.

With a straight body, he pretended to be no different from a dead person.

After a while, another figure came rushing here, and when he was about to fall down after putting on makeup, the monk opened his eyes and said helplessly, "Brother, this place is already full, you can change the place."

"Sorry." The man walked away apologetically.

Prince Yi Han looked straight ahead without fear. His strength was naturally no match for Immortal Yanyang, but his identity was enough to make him confident that Immortal Yanyang would not dare to touch him!

"Senior Yan Yang." Facing the immortal, Prince Yi Han's arrogance was a bit humble, he waved his hand gently, and then said in a deep voice, "Yi Han is not talented, and he broke into Death Valley this time just to get back A thing that belongs to Yanhuang."

"what?"

"Chuan Guo Yuxi." Prince Yi Han responded frankly.

King Yanyang didn't seem to understand the matter of Chuanguo Yuxi, and looked at Xie Wang with questioning eyes.

Xie Wang raised his head, nodded, and shook his head again, looking a little anxious, hesitant to speak several times.

It seems to mean that the Chuanguo Yuxi is indeed in Death Valley, but it is very important and cannot be handed over.

【Ancient prehistoric】

"My neck is sore."

Xiao Qi rubbed his neck, looked at Henry Zhang who had just ended a period of scolding in the distance, and was in a transitional stage, he couldn't laugh or cry, "This kid is really cruel when he scolds the sword."

It's been more than half an hour, and it still doesn't stop. The process of scolding the sword is almost one after another, one wave after another, the plot is ups and downs, touching, and endless aftertaste.

"You think you are noble, but it's not just background music. Your previous life was just a piece of broken iron pestle, which was ground and ground by a flat-chested old woman until it became an embroidery needle. Taibai saw that once enlightened, he will become a fairy. But you are still being grinded and grinded..."