Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The air in the hallway was sticky and thick, and time seemed to solidify, and a strange face suddenly appeared in the colorful carpet, quietly watching Li Yao and Ferming cross from the top of their heads.

Until the two disappeared into the emergency exit, this strange face said softly: "Program One went smoothly, the teams packed up and withdrew within half a minute. ”

Weird faces blew slightly, “waves”, like something smashed, wet, hot, sticky corridors, instantly returning to cool and smooth.

Weird faces smile, fit in the carpet, disappear.

Li Yao boarded a fully enclosed luxury shuttle, and the windows were all covered by a light screen, preventing him from seeing everything outside.

The shuttle was running very smoothly, almost like stationary.

Li Yao studied the gyroscope with great attention and a fascinating expression appeared on his face.

Computational power, like the tide of the night, rises slowly and acoustically, analyzing the routes of the shuttle based on each slight inclination, steering and acceleration, deceleration, and overlapping these routes with the 3D map of Mount Wanfeng.

He found that despite the speed of the shuttle, he was always in circles, seemingly driving for more than an hour, but returned to his hotel!

Li Yao remembers that it was a seven-story building with a very impressive gray pop.

The shuttle stopped and the door slowly opened 10 minutes later. Outside, a completely enclosed tunnel was opened with silver-tone soft material.

At the end of the tunnel is an ancient gateway.

Li Yaoxin sneered, as a pure refiner, must have thought he had been sent out 18,000 miles, completely confused.

Ferming gently knocked on the three doors, offering a deep salute to Li Yao: “Master Li Yao, please. ”

The door slowly opened and a hint of sandalwood arrived, but it seemed like a cluttered old toy shop filled with gleaming gold stones, jade and clutter on a bleak display frame.

Li Yao's gaze, not staying on these things for half a second, his attention, completely snatched away by one person beside him.

Huang Fu Xiaoya!

Apparently, the process of her being “invited” did not go so smoothly, her face and hands were covered with abrasions, her clothes were a little messy, her eyes were covered with blood silk and electric sparks continued to burst.

She seemed to be somewhat restrained and confined to her ability to move freely. Li Yao appeared. First a little surprise appeared in her eyes, and then a moment later, she fell into deeper despair. She tried to speak with her mouth open and could only make a "hissing” sound.

Fei Ming shrugged: “Master Li Yao, please sit with Miss Wang Fu for a moment, my master will be here soon. ”

In the talking room, from behind a green bamboo screen, slowly walked out of a middle-aged man, who was quite miserable.

His appearance was plain, but his eyes were ten times brighter, his hands withered like decaying wood, and his left hand had six fingers.

If the average person had six fingers, the extra one would be like a burden and look very strange.

But the middle-aged man's left hand is naturally made, as if he were born with six fingers, even giving a near-perfect feeling.

As if he didn't have one more finger, but the world had one less finger.

Such a weird left hand made Li Yao's heart beat wildly.

After a closer look at the face of a middle-aged man, there was a lightning bolt in his head.

Li Yao hasn't spoken yet, but Wang Fu Xiaoya was lifted. She seemed to see the most incredible person in the world, a face completely twisted and shouted: “Are you... Uncle XI? ”

Looking closely, this middle-aged man does have a slight resemblance to Wang Fu Xiaoya.

Li Yao's pupils suddenly contracted, moving his face: "Wang Fu XI? ”

Imperial 11, for the last 30 years, a completely inescapable figure in the refiner's circle!

He is the most talented, hardest to cultivate and the most talented genius refiner of the last generation of the royal family!

On the Empty Mountain Theory Sword 29 years ago, the Emperor Buddha 11 was born across the sky. In an absolutely crushing posture, he easily took the title of "Sword Lord”. The Empty Mountain Theory Sword of that year became almost his own performance competition. All sorts of highly difficult techniques and divine talents were no worse than Li Yao's "human flesh engraving chip”, and even had it!

When Li Yao looked at the information on the Empty Mountain Sword, he also saw the refiner video of the Emperor 11, and made a very impressive impression on him. Even his “monster” produced a “Do you want to exaggerate?" ”Feel it!

That year, the Emperor, 11, was under the age of 30, just when Spring Wind was proud of horseshoe disease.

His personality, not knowing whether to say, is crazy, after easily taking the title of “Swordmaster”, he was complacent, and in front of the tens of millions of audiences, and all the senior high people in the refiner circle, he challenged the elders of the Mo family at the time, claiming that within ten years, he would surely defeat all the refiners of the Mo family!

“Thousand-year-old sword casters like this, two? Too many! One, that's enough! ”

That's what Imperial Eleven said.

Afterwards, he went through all kinds of crazy methods and practiced in an incredibly cruel way.

Li Yao practiced hand speed and perception with Purple Ring Sword Ant, but Wang Fu XI found a world of shards where lightning can be concentrated. He practiced in the storm, lightning thunder, trying to introduce lightning into his hands, using lightning to excite both hands cells, the most primitive potential!

Unfortunately, in an accident, he caught fire and his hands were scrapped.

Generation of heaven pride, instantly become the biggest joke in the refiner circle, before it has truly risen, into the abyss of darkness forever!

Later, it was heard that he had travelled to the 10,000 stars on the edge of the star boundary in search of a cure for his hands, but in a nebula storm, the ship had been destroyed and buried in the sea of stars.

A generation of strangers, this crashed and the meteor passed away in a flash, leaving only a "mad, grumpy, genius” name!

But I didn't expect that this strange man, who should have been buried in the Star Sea for more than 20 years, appeared in front of Li Yao and Wang Fu Xiaoya at the scene of the Empty Mountain Theory Sword again!

After experiencing Wangfu XI in Cangsang, he couldn't see half a bit of madness and madness on his face, like a Wenwenya middle-aged teacher, smiled: “Xiaoya, when I left for Wanzhang stars, you were just born, I didn't expect to turn around but grew up as an adult, qualified to fight on behalf of the Wangfu family on the Air Mountain theory sword! Your refiner video, I've been researching a lot, your strength is almost as good as mine was back then! ”

“Little friend Li Yao, you are the biggest surprise I discovered this time I came to the Empty Mountain to discuss swords! Hand ultrasound speed, human carving chips, enduring pain unbearable to ordinary people, practicing hand speed and perception with purple ring sword ants! Crazy! Crazy! On you, I feel like I saw myself again! Me and you, we're the same kind of people, the same kind of refiners! ”

”Li Yao's face revealed a thick confusion. 'What the hell is this?" he muttered.

The sixth word has not yet been exported, and Li Yao's temperament changed dramatically in an instant.

He didn't understand, but for a moment, it was like a leopard jumping up, a sharp flash of light!

The soles of the feet made two bursts, each bunch of muscles around Li Yao contracted to the extreme point, the whole person turned into a stream of light, and the battle knife came out of the sheath, pounding hard towards the Emperor 11.

At the same time, a sharp white light appeared on the left arm, spreading throughout the left arm, but it was a thin, cicada winged fast knife!

Quiet as a paralyzed virgin, like a mad rabbit, Li Yao said to fight, not a little hesitant!

But Huang Fu XI seemed to have long anticipated that he would burst into distress and smile without disturbing his face.

A strange fluctuation appeared in front of Li Yao, as if the air had turned into a muddy pool, slowing Li Yao slightly.

In the middle of nowhere, around the eleventh hour of the Emperor's life, a black and white figure appeared very suddenly.

The woman on the left has an oddly long body, especially her neck, twice the size of a normal person, and her skin is as dark as charcoal.

The man on the right is short, fat, white, white, slightly transparent.

The two men whistled together and blocked in front of Huang Fu XI, easily intercepting Li Yaobu's knife.

Li Yao's face had no expression, his eyes were cold, he couldn't hit it, his body was like a cyclone, instantly retreated to the corner, his right middle finger and index finger together, close to the root of his forehead, reading words in his mouth.

A ray of light gleams from the surrounding area, gradually condensing into a prototype form of armor.

He's summoning the armor!

Unfortunately, his speed slowed slightly, the armor had not yet been fully summoned, and the black charcoal woman with the long neck flashed in front of him, her long leg like a whip, pounding hard on his abdomen!

“Boom!”

Black charcoal women's legs, wearing a circle after circle of iron rings, seemed to be some kind of aggressive treasure, revealing a brilliant glow, all flowing between Li Yao's chest.

Li Yao's eyeballs clashed instantly, the summons was interrupted, and the summoned crystalline armor member "Ba Li Ba La" scattered on the ground, but it is a silver-hearted refined "eight arm crystalline armor” with battle and repair function!

Li Yao's throat sounded dry and weak.

Black charcoal women's intent to kill erupted like volcanoes, sending a strange smile like a nightingale. A bright blade of black blade popped up in front of her boots, with a sharp whistle, and she stroked towards Li Yao's carotid aorta!

Yiu Li's expression of extreme fear appeared, but his legs were paralyzed and he could not react at all.

The knife blade was about to sever the artery, and the Emperor 11 coughed slightly.

Black charcoal women's eyes revealed a slight mockery, the blade instantly retracted, and smoothly kicked Li Yao's chest.

Li Yao screamed and rolled into the corner like a gourd.

From the start of Li Yao Bao, until he finally rolled into the corner, the whole process was just five seconds.

Wang Fu Xiaoya is going to be late.

After a moment of spinning over the black charcoal woman and the white fat man, his eyes trembled again, shouting in dismay: “Black stone! Five years ago, two of Tianxiang's most famous freelance rookies! Didn't you already get stabbed by a black spider? ”

Black charcoal women, not black stone, but white dew.

Instead, this little white, hustling fat guy is called Blackstone.

White dew and black stone smiled slightly and returned to the Emperor's eleven and stood still.

Li Yao twitched all over himself, panting like a cow, holding his hands together, gasping for a long time, and spitting a bite of bloody spit, staring at Huangfu 11, the voice was dull: “When did you find out that I wasn't hypnotized? ”

“From the beginning, I knew you wouldn't be hypnotized. ”

The Emperor 11 smiled, “You must be very strong in spirit when you make breakthroughs in true spiritual fusion and the vortex of the stars. Is it a small ‘turbulent gyro’ that can hypnotize you? ”