Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 1100, you are not qualified to know

In the deep valley, this is the last place to refine the soul beads.

Above the slope, a young man stood up and looked at it. It was a densely packed head underneath... The youth’s gaze was indifferent, and the mind did not seem to be above the progress of the refining.

Soon, another young man came to the **** of the soil, "It rains!"

It turned out that this young man with a hand in hand was the outstanding person of the Xuanyuan Palace cadres. He was awakened by the male grandson of the Yellow Emperor in the side of the male grandson.

After the defeat of the fire cloud evil spirits was forced to retreat, the public grandson rained and healed the wounds. After the injury was good, he began to participate in the action of the millions of soul beads refining.

In this dense fog area, with the thick fog, they quietly opened up a large number of such deep pits - because the outside world and the dense fog almost cut off the connection, one after another, the soul beads are bypassed management. The eyes and ears of the bureau and the team quietly refine their success.

They also tried to search for the trapped people in the thick fog, but did not know that most of this thick fog area is already dead.

"Stop the water, you are back." Wen Yan, the grandson turned rain.

Gongsun Zhishui is a person who grew up with him when he was a child. Together with the teachings of the family, they practiced the martial arts together and participated in the inheritance of the soul of the war. Since birth, they have almost inseparable.

The war spirit of Gongsun Zhishui was accidentally destroyed when catching Nero. Under the last resort, Gongsun Zhishui could only return to Xuanyuan Palace one step at a time, and again selected a new soul from the Hall of the Spirit.

"Inheritance warfare has produced a small situation, but it has been solved." Gongsun stopped the water.

"What kind of war is it?" Gongsun said slowly.

Gongsun stopped the water and smiled slightly: "I am lucky, I was selected by the first generation of the war."

The grandson’s rain is slightly open—the so-called first-generation warrior’s soul, in fact, the original group of warriors who followed the Yellow Emperor’s battle against the Quartet. When they were, the soul was preserved in a special way, and it was the most powerful in the Xuanyuan Palace. A powerful soul.

The direct descendants of the first generation of the soul of the soul, called the second generation of the soul of the soul, and so on, until the fourth generation, and then this is agreed to call the fifth generation of the soul of war.

When Gongsun Shiyu first accepted the inheritance of the soul with the Gongsun Zhishui, the Gongsun Shiyu got the first generation of the soul of the first contact because of the awakening of the blood of the Yellow Emperor, and it was still very high in the first generation. A war soul, and the Gongsun Zhishui only got the second generation of the soul of war.

"I didn't expect you to be blessed in disguise." Gongsun rained and nodded, staring into the distance, whispering: "The first generation... you are gradually catching up, stop the water."

Gongsun Zhishui did not find any trace of inconsistency in the rainy tone of Gongsun. "Perhaps the ancestors responded to me. In this situation, I can't be a drag-and-drop person."

Said, Gongsun stopped the water and went to the edge of the slope. He looked at the black figure underneath and frowned. "When it rains... In fact, do we really need to help Lai to give this kind of food? Even if we are as Wu Repair, there is no cause and effect sin. But your "Huang Ji Jing Shi Jing" repair is also a good thing in the world... It is also a human way to go."

"I have my own size." Gongsun Shiyu shook his head. "The Emperor's King of the World" is the first wonder of the world to cultivate the emperor. Since ancient times, it has been able to deduct it into the realm of the emperor. And can be pushed to the highest level, the 'Emperor of the World', and only the founder of the Yellow Emperor... Now, I have been in the 'Imperial Realm' for a long time, can not break through, you know, I am poor What is it?"

"What is it?"

"Dragon gas." Gongsun Shiyu once again looked indifferently at the black-pressed head below. "The dragon of the real dragon... Only become the emperor of the world, and the spirit of the dragon is introduced into the body, I can follow further and step into the "Emperor The World of Emperors in the World of War."

"This is... Lai Cai gave birth to your things?" Gongsun stopped behind the water and suddenly asked.

"He promised me?" Gongsun said: "The young sergeant of Xuanyuan Palace will arrive in a few days. I will let him complete his lifelong wish. After that... this world is mine. Who does not exist? ""

Restore the imperial system, build another dynasty, and in the attitude of the emperor, break into the new realm of "The Emperor's Shocking World" and pursue the ultimate power... This is the ultimate goal of Gongsun Shiyu.

However, the training of Xuanyuan Palace is a hidden world. Only when the land of China is in catastrophe will it be shot... The idea of ​​the grandson and the rain is equivalent to destroying the teachings of Xuanyuan Palace for thousands of years.

Let’s not say that the older generation of cadres will agree, and the Ministry of Kuns will probably jump out to stop the first time.

Gongsun stopped the water and sighed. "The three great wonders of Xuanyuan Palace, "The Emperor's Shocking World" is just one of them. When the rain, with your talent, if you cultivate two other wonderful works, I am afraid that it is already the peak... Why is this?"

"Because, only the "Emperor King of the World" can climb to the highest ... the highest scenery." Gongsun when the rain secluded: "As the Shenzhou true dragon, standing at the apex, or that day that blonde woman ... that kind The ultimate power. The world, in their eyes, what kind of color is it... Don't you want to know?"

Gongsun stopped the water for a moment, and he decided to skip this topic. "When I came over, I first went to Lai Caisheng and saw what he meant. The number of soul beads seems to be enough. This last pit may have No."

"In any case, this one has been refining this kind of thing, and it is completely finished." The grandson and the rain said quietly: "The head here is nothing but fakes. There are not many real souls... Besides, Xuanyuan Palace It’s not the land, but what about its six reincarnations?”

But at the moment when the words of the grandson and the rain were finished, there was a sudden commotion in the bottom.

The rain of the grandson, only the last pit of supervision, is really a group of black people with bronze masks.

These people or demon, who were called by Lai Caisheng, have lost hopes early, even if they do more killings, it is harmless for them.

The so-called dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, probably this is the case.

"Go and see." When the grandson and the rain whispered, the toes would be lighter.

Just like a horror.

......

At the edge of the tiankeng, the clothes on the arm of a black man had torn. Not only that, but the bronze mask on his face was also broken, revealing half of the scarred, old and scary face.

Just in front of the black man, this is a monster that looks like a teenager of thirteen or four years old.

This little boy looks like a monster with a wound about ten centimeters long on his shoulder. At this time, the young boy's limbs are pressed to the ground like a wild beast.

Behind this little boy is another young man who looks a little older.

At this time, this younger teenager is lightly saying: "Hunting the wind, the widow is not telling you, you have to go forward with a punch, you can have a fist, you can hesitate, because of the hesitation, let him back A dog's life!"

The young boy’s face suddenly became bitter and dry. “Big brother, even if you say this... but I really don’t know what is called a realm...”

"Own self." Younger younger snorted and turned away, staring at the **** aura of the day.

As for the marginal places, there are also black-haired people who are named, and they are constantly moving into the deep pits, and they seem to be doing things outside, not to mention.

Chasing the wind and sighing, shook his head, once again posing a very self-confident look, facing the black man in front of him.

Well, although it’s hard to beat, it’s better than Sun Xiaosheng to deal with a lot – at the very least, he’s not the one he is being slain.

Two young people here... The conversation between the chasing wind and ‘Mu Xiaofei’ was introduced into the black man’s ear with broken bronze mask.

At this moment, he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was arrogant!

Seeing this black man seems to be desperate, his face suddenly became flushed, and the pursuit of the wind suddenly stunned - since 'Mo Xiaofei' is not normal, he really does not care whoever is directly to the past .

For example, this time, "Mo Xiaofei" big brother saw the living people here after being pushed into the deep pit, I do not know why I was so angry that I kicked myself out directly - and then I had a few moves with this black man.

The realm of going forward... The pursuit of the wind really does not move. It seems that when Sun Xiaosheng was a coach, he seemed to say something similar.

But even if it doesn't move, it doesn't hinder the pursuit of the wind at this time. Although it can't be done in the past, the whole shot is always wrong.

Faced with the desperate attack of the black man, after chasing the wind, he will superimpose the magical wolf's supernatural power on his body, and then play the boxing method learned from the 'Mo Xiaofei' big brother. This is already the pursuit of the wind so far. The strongest means of attack.

Emperor's shocking fist first style * greedy wolf magical sacred speed * greedy wolf magical tong ** giant force * greedy wolf magic ‘King Kong’!

The mighty punches have not really been played, and the wavy winds that have already been caused have blown around the sands. The momentum of chasing the wind has also skyrocketed in this moment.

This is not a move driven by the power of martial arts. It is a combination of a lot of demon power and a bit of real power that has been repaired during this period of time. The majestic demon power is to let this swallow the world. The fist-like style has a more enchanting atmosphere.

Under the preoccupation, the spirit of chasing the wind has almost twisted into a single... He still does not know what is going on in the past, and he has only one strong desire at this moment.

That is to punch this punch... knock down the opponent in front of me.

Not far away, I felt the complex atmosphere of chasing the wind. "Mo Xiaofei" flashed a glimmer of light in his eyes, and he nodded with satisfaction. "Instinct... The widow may have released a monster."

At this moment, the black man has already made the momentum of chasing the wind completely control the mind, but it is still motionless!

Finally, the momentum of the pursuit of the wind is about to climb to the highest point - almost all the power in his body has become a one, has reached the limit of having to send!

But at this moment, an equally majestic momentum is vain!

This sudden and magnificent momentum seems to be similar to the chase of the pursuit of the wind, but it is even more quintessential!

Chasing the wind is about to climb to the apex of the momentum, because this majestic momentum to kill, suddenly like a deflated balloon, in a hurry, chasing the wind can only barely beat this punch!

Hey -! ! !

Loud!

The fist did not hit the black man, the fist hit, it was another fist - the fist from the rain of the grandson!

The shock wave of the two punches instantly blows the living souls of the surrounding souls to the ground - people are like dominoes, and rows of people fall down.

In the end, the chasing wind vomited a sip of blood, but was forced to retreat by the fist of the rain of the grandson, the body directly fell out, and smashed into a huge stone.

Seeing this, ‘Mo Xiaofei’ suddenly sighed. “It’s a pity.”

Gongsun Shiyu raised his eyes at this time and heard cold words: "What a pity?"

'Mo Xiaofei' casually looked at Gongsun’s rain and said: “If you are slow, your fist strength can be complete and climb to perfection. The power of this punch can really play out, and he The boxing method will go further."

Saying, 'Mo Xiaofei' shook his head again. "But it doesn't matter. The person who learns Wu needs to be indomitable. His time of study is still shallow. Although the talent is amazing, it is also unstable. This failure is not a failure. Good thing. If it can be regained back in the day, this boxing will be more round and thorough, and you will be able to make a contribution."

Gongsun Shiyu only stared at the young man in front of him - this guy has a strange atmosphere that is completely inconsistent with his age.

Even the power of the Sun in the rain, the faintness of the moment, became stunned... This made him quite surprised.

At this time, the public grandson rained and asked: "Where did the Yao’s boxing method come from?"

‘Mu Xiaofei’ simply ignored it. Two thousand years ago, he only asked him about the world. Why do people in the world dare to ask him face to face!

He waved his finger at the pit of the day and asked in a deep voice: "Would you like to sing the evil things here, what are the plots?"

"Gongsun Gongzi, the soul of the soul will be refining success, not to make people destroy, destroy the grand plan! Please shoot this person and this demon!" The black man with broken mask, scream at this time Said.

"Bold!" Unexpectedly, this speech directly aroused the hidden hotness of 'Mo Xiaofei'. I saw ‘Mo Xiaofei’ blinking toward the black card, Shen Sheng: “Don't die!”

Simple word.

I only heard a bang, the black man’s knees slammed into the earth directly—he was too smashed, and it was actually hitting the earth!

What is even more daunting is that the black man has already had a low head.

The grandson who came from behind stopped to check the water and looked up. He suddenly looked shocked. He looked at the rain of the grandson and drankly: "Dead."

"A word of life and death, intention to send in parallel..." Gongsun Shiyu seems to squeeze out the throat, "Who are you?"

"You..." "Mo Xiaofei" said lightly: "I am not qualified to know."

(End of this chapter)