The Most Powerful Young Man

Xu Kuangge took the weak and boneless hand of the painting fan, followed by the aggressive electric tiger, step by step through the dark passage, and the sudden light in front of him was suddenly enlightened.

The bright light pierced his eyes, after all, he had adapted to the dark scene before.

Xu Kuangge and Dianhu were better, but Painting Fan closed her eyes subconsciously, and then slowly opened it. Seeing the scene in front of her, she was stunned. She turned her face to look at Xu Kuangge, and Xu Kuangge gave a wry smile.

They are standing where they wanted to enter the cave before.

Now, Xu Kuangge, painting a fan, and electric tiger are back to their previous starting point.

"How could this be?" asked Huashan, "is it the young master teasing us to play?"

Xu Kuangge shook his head and said with a smile: "Do you think he is so boring?"

After saying this, he closed his eyes and thought again.

Earlier, Xiao Yao said that after passing through that narrow passage, you will enter a huge square. In the center of the square, there is a sword furnace.

Wanting to understand this, he opened his eyes.

"That space is independent." Xu Kuangge said, "That's why the time there is still."

The painting fan seemed to understand, nodded, and then asked, "Where is the young master now?"

"On the sword furnace square," Xu Kuangge said, "but we couldn't get in, so we were sent back again."

In desperation, Xu Kuangge sat on a raised rock again.

He stroked the mysterious iron sword in his hand, looked at the entrance of the cave from time to time, and said: "It seems that it is impossible for us to go in. Let's wait for him outside."

"Okay." Painting the fan didn't have any thoughts, she walked to Xu Kuangge's skill, slender white fingers, gently pinched on Xu Kuangge's shoulder, Xu Kuangge closed her eyes and enjoyed this moment...

On the square, Xiao Yao stood up straight.

Seeing the emptiness behind him, he smiled.

What Xu Kuangge can think of, he can naturally also think of it.

As for why he is the only one who can enter here, he couldn't think of a particularly good answer, but a sentence that the other party said when chatting with Xu Kuangge before could be used to explain: he is the son of heaven.

The pretense smell is very strong, but apart from this explanation, he can't think of anything else.

Walked to the sword furnace, looked at the sword embryo that had been cast before, took a deep breath, took off the clothes of the upper body again, revealing the strong muscles, which has been covered with a layer of sweat, and it is glowing, as if smeared on it. The layer of wax is general.

He stretched out his hand and raised the heavy hammer again, turning him into Xiao Sledgehammer.

Hit it with one hammer, and sparks are also splashing around.

Compared to before, it happened a few times this time.

The sparks flying in the air did not disappear forever, but gradually gathered together.

Xiao Yao was startled slightly, somewhat unclear, but this did not interrupt his rhythm.

It was another hammer hit.

The previous Mars has not disappeared, and it merges with the new Mars.

Mars piled together, slowly changing shape.

The more hammers Xiao Yao dropped, the more sparks there would be, and the more concentrated it would be.

Sweat is still falling down.

The casting of a good sword requires more than hard work.

It may be a million hammers, ten thousand hammers...

Xiao Yao is not in a hurry.

With the output of Tai Chi's power, the Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram in the body moves faster and faster.

Xiao Yao didn't have time to think about it, just like a machine, raising the warhammer high, like a war **** on the battlefield of the ancient gods, one hammer fell, enough to defeat thousands of evils.

The power of Tai Chi in the body is half soft and half manic.

Symbolizes yin and yang.

When Xiao Yao was about to run out, he tried to slowly fuse the strange fire in his body into the furnace. The strange fire just jumped into the furnace. The original raging fire in the furnace suddenly transformed into a shape, like a beating flame. The beast opened its mouth and swallowed the strange fire directly. At this moment, the fire in the stove had also undergone earth-shaking changes, as if a gust of wind struck from nowhere, and the fire in the stove began to writhe crazily, like The light girl was wrapped in a long golden dress, twisting her waist to straighten gracefully.

Countless sparks splashed out of the stove, like fireflies clustered together.

In an instant, the fire in the stove changed color.

From the beginning, the golden yellow has become colorful.

Xiao Yao counted them carefully, blue, red, gold, purple, and white.

Five colors, intertwined.

Like a rainbow, beating in the stove, roaring, as if trying to get rid of the shackles of the stove.

"What's the fire?" Xiao Yao was a little bit dumbfounded.

He didn't expect that the fire in this furnace would be so overbearing, directly refining all the strange fire in his body.

But he was not worried.

He felt that when the raging fire in the stove swallowed his own strange kind of fire, the colorful fire in the stove also had a wonderful connection with himself. He closed his eyes and moved his heart, like manipulating a strange kind of fire. Normally, when you opened your eyes again, the fire in the stove suddenly surged by three feet.

"Really!" Xiao Yao was ecstatic.

He can control the fire in the furnace!

Although he didn't know what the fire in the stove was, he could feel it, and it was definitely countless times more domineering than the strange fire before him!

After the sword was cast, he absorbed the fire in the furnace, which was absolutely beneficial.

Wanting to understand this, Xiao Yao's mental state immediately improved a lot.

Putting aside these complicated thoughts, he continued to bury his head and beat the sword embryo.

Another hundred thousand hammers fell.

The power of Tai Chi in the body has finally reached a state of insufficient supply.

This sword embryo plays the role of a vampire, no matter how rich or powerful the Tai Chi power provided by Xiao Yao, it will accept it unceremoniously.

It's like a bottomless pit, it seems that it can't be filled in any way.

Xiao Yao was not in a hurry, nor discouraged.

He always felt that this was not a bad thing.

The Taiji diagram in the body slowly rises up a certain distance...

When the third one hundred thousand hammer fell, Tai Chi Tu suddenly burst out of his body.

Rise up.

The black and white picture of Tai Chi is spinning constantly, like a fast-rolling wheel.

Suddenly Xiao Yao felt that the spiritual consciousness in his body was absorbed by the Tai Chi picture that kept spinning above his head.

Xiao Yao closed his eyes, his hand beating did not stop.

In front of me, it was black and white.

The wind whistling in the ears.

When the layers of cloud and fog were lifted away, Xiao Yao stood condescendingly, watching a picture of the landscape.

He lowered his head and looked at the Tai Chi picture spinning under his feet.

This is his spiritual sense, the spiritual sense that falls on the Tai Chi Yin-Yang map.

The constantly rotating Tai Chi picture gallops forward.

There are layers of unpredictable clouds and mist around him.

Between the mountains and the water, there are dense black spots.

He stared intently, held his breath, and danced his arms subconsciously.

In his hand is a reduced version of the hammer.

"Is this the Great Wilderness Ancient Land?" Xiao Yao saw at a glance that he was condescending and the place he was looking at was the Great Wilderness Ancient Land.

But it's definitely not the great wasteland now, maybe it hasn't been called the great wasteland yet.

The pupils contracted suddenly.

"Here... is the great wasteland in the heyday of Human Race?" Xiao Yao took a deep breath and thought carefully.

Suddenly, Xiao Yao felt as if his body was plummeting.

Fall to the soil and stand on both feet.

He was dressed in a cyan gown, and there was a crowd around him.

There are hundreds of thousands.

There are old women with white hair, children with windmills in hands, brawny men with turbans, veteran people with whisks, and girls with fair skin and graceful appearance...

These people all looked in the same direction.

It is a high platform, which is more than ten meters high. It is empty and has neat corners. On the high platform, there are two golden high chairs.

On the chair, two middle-aged men were sitting on their backs, one carrying a long sword, the other wearing a purple robe with a crown on top of his head, twelve silk ropes, tandem with colorful jade, hanging down.

"The Emperor is crowned!"

"My emperor is immortal!"

Suddenly everyone bowed down together.

Xiao Yao still stood there. When everyone was kneeling, he stood motionless, but no one looked at him, as if he was air.

Perhaps, he is now a mass of air.

After all, what is here now is only Xiao Yao's divine consciousness.

Even if it is divine consciousness, no one seems to be aware of his existence.

Xiao Yao was used to it, after all, he had experienced it once before.

It was still in the ancient tomb, the village, the door above the sky, the monster that broke free from the door.

Still fresh in my memory...

Now, is it again?

But this time, it seems more ambitious.

"Master Ren Huang, Master Sword Emperor, the holy way is forever!"

Hundreds of thousands of people shouted in unison as agreed. At the same time, some people beat the drums, the drums were neatly sounded, and accompanied by shouts and blessings, they rushed into the sky and swallowed the mountains and rivers with anger.

Powerful.

This also revealed a message to Xiao Yao.

The middle-aged man with a long sword on his back is indeed the Sword Emperor.

And the other, the person with the crown on his head, is the current human emperor.

Terran, Daxing!

Human emperor sword emperor, magnificent and magnificent, his eyes are bright.

"The eight immortal emperors of the immortal clan visit the human emperor and the sword emperor, and may God bless the human clan!"

"The thirteen demon gods of the demon clan pay homage to the emperor and sword emperor!"

"The twelve demon kings of the demon race pay homage to the emperor and the sword emperor!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yao turned his head and glanced, but he was a little curious in his heart.

Since a group of monsters of the Demon Race can go with the Immortal Emperor and Demon God, they are also the strongest of the Demon Race. According to him, the strongest of the Demon Race is the Demon King, not the Demon King...

He suddenly realized.

The human race is prosperous, and the monsters are slaves!

Human Emperor and Sword Emperor stand in the world, how dare the demon be called the emperor!

At this moment, Xiao Yao was excited about it.

"The human race and the fairy, demons and demons coexist peacefully, thank you all." The human emperor stood up, bowed his hands, and was very polite.

In his politeness, his tone was mixed with a little bit of prestige, stabilizing fairy, demons and demons.

Both grace and prestige!

Finally, a thunder fell from the sky.

The picture suddenly disappeared.

Then, in front of him was a dark palace.

The Immortal Emperor, Demon God and Demon King, who had bowed their heads to the Human Race before, gathered together and changed their expressions.

"The human race is immortal, our race will always be a slave!" An immortal emperor said with a gloomy expression.

"We should join forces to defeat the human race!"

"good!"

"Seconded!"

Xiao Yao looked on with cold eyes.