Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Li Yao's heart “snapped” and the Yuan God flew fast. I don't know what went wrong. The boxing champion seemed to have doubts about him.

There's no reason why he's been so low profile in battle for the past month, honestly playing the role of a spiritual puppet, and there's nothing extraordinary about it.

Li Yao is not afraid of the “boxing champion” Lei Zongli, but the immortal must be watching this place. He doesn't want to expose himself so early. He also wants to see what the immortal is up to in this “war game”!

Indeed, the boxing champion glanced and the spirit turned into a strand of swimming wire, swimming into Li Yao's steel shell.

Li Yao's Yuan Divine swung a circle of ripples, activated the defensive symbol array around the crystal brain, silently withheld the Fist King's probe from his core components, but his heart was frowned upon.

Lei Zonglian, the “boxer", is not only a superior powerful man called the evil earth, but also a peak maker of refinery. Will he really see through his disguise?

Li Yaoxin went up and down seven times, quite a bit uncertain.

“Psst! ”

The spiritual thread of the champion touched the defensive charm array in Li Yao's body, like an earthworm that was caught on fire and shrunk back.

Li Yao can clearly feel the waves inside the champion, and even his eyes gathered on him have become much deeper and dimmer.

“Huh!”

The spiritual filament that traveled into his body actually split hundreds of "branches” and went together, trying to find gaps in his core members and penetrate his crystal brain.

Li Yiuyin called bitterness, but Yuan God's reaction was not slow at all. There was room for the swimming blade to play back the boxer's test system.

The eyes of the two people flashed through the crystalline eyes, and a subtle collision occurred, perhaps the illusion of Li Yao, as if colliding with several pieces of spark not too malicious.

Is this… exposed?

Unexpectedly, Li Yao did not explore further, but retrieved his spiritual silk and gaze without showing a trace, fading a glance at three fairy fixer players: “Good strength, indeed qualified to stand within my Chinese army and fight alongside me, and... this spiritual puppet is also quite interesting, seems to be some kind of model with independent learning and communication capabilities, and can self-repair and upgrade? ”

Li Yao knows that, as an important type of military magic treasure, over the past hundreds of years, immortals have cast hundreds of experimental spiritual puppets on the earth, including cutting-edge models with autonomous learning and upgrading capabilities.

Of course, the vast majority of spiritual energy puppets have extremely limited scope for autonomous learning logic and enhancement upgrades, and stability is not very good. They often fall into logical black holes and cannot even be compared to ordinary puppets, so as not to be loved by the major bandits.

In any case, that identity is not in itself doubtful.

Rehearsal, black spear and flash point look at each other, and they don't care: “If the champion likes it, take it and study it. ”

Hunter and Glass were frightened, but dared not say no to an extinct murderer like the boxer.

The champion smiled, his strong arms stretched around him, faintly: “As you can see, collecting spiritual puppets is my hobby, especially all kinds of strange models or seven-piece monsters. I like collecting them to play slowly and study their structure in detail.

“However, with the current war on the horizon, the little hobbies can only be set aside. Anything can wait for us to capture the city!

“Please go back tonight and rest. My people will send you enough crystalline ammunition and high-energy nutrients. Tomorrow morning, we will attack Kanyao City. I just hope that after this war, every part of you will be intact! ”

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Li Yao returned to his camp with a full suspicion group. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Lei Zonglei, the "boxer", was neither as legendary nor as simple as he wanted to see on the surface.

He must have discovered something strange about himself. Hundreds of filament encounters between the electro-optic stone fires are by no means something that ordinary spiritual puppets can do.

But why didn't he break it in public and try it further?

Also, the last phrase he said, "I hope… every part is intact”, was obviously meant for himself.

In other words, he knows what the phrase "understands” means, and looks forward to communicating with himself after the Battle of Fugitive Cities?

What the...

“I have a feeling that the champion is not malicious, he's just interested in you. ”

Blood Heart Demon Phantom, “Perhaps he has a very special taste, a special ‘love habit’, which is why he wants to play with you in detail and study your structure in depth. ”

“What the hell?”

Li Yao shocked, “Such a pervert! ”

“It's a sin here. What kind of pervert isn't? ”

The blood-hearted demon said seriously, "Do you recall carefully the spiritual energy ripples emanating from the champion's body at that time? Didn't you taste the ecstatic smell and the urge to burn? ”

Li Yao: “Well, there's no desire to burn, but I'm ecstatic... you say it like a little bit! ”

“So, yeah. ”

Bloody Heart Demon, “I don't know why, but he seems to feel a little different about you. Be careful, he will definitely stare at you. I don't want to really fall into his hands and be torn apart by him to study it in detail. ”

“The game is getting more complicated. ”

Li Yao stretched out his robotic arm and scratched his steel head. “The immortal must have stared at the champion, but the champion somehow became interested in me - how can this be understated? ”

“Then don't lay low! ”

The bloodthirsty demon laughed, “I don't think the Battle of the Free City will be so simple, there will definitely be a lot of things happening. Anyway, if we can rob it with fire and get the 'Polymer Scan Phantom Layer by Layer', we can sneak off to the 'perfect fusion’, wait for the Yuan God and the flesh to merge together, step into the 'Senior Divine Elder Monster', or ‘Turn the Divine Elder Monster', and keep a low profile bird! ”

Li Yao is eager to sneak into the boxing champion's nest to find out the truth, but it must be under the surveillance of the immortals, and naturally he cannot go to throw himself into the net at this moment.

Said to give them a good night's rest, but this night the home camp of the champion was full of people, the lights were bright, and everyone was constantly moving.

Thousands of barracks and tents were all packed up, and bandits and murderers in scattered sands, in line with their performance over the past month, were reconfigured and deployed, reluctantly putting these crowds together as fronts on which to brush forward.

After decades of painstaking manoeuvring, the Chinese-Army has been set up to attack directly the most heavily defended frontal line of defense in the city of Ambush, a Shiloh hell filled with trenches, resistance horses, landmines, lightning towers and various defensive formations.

At dawn.

The sun tears apart the night sky, sending out intense bloodshed, shining the earth like a bloody ocean, all like killing machines that have just been bred from the pool.

Hundreds of whistles scattered throughout "The Great Railway City" began to roar, stirring the tsunamis that tore the heavenly dome, awakening all attackers to the viciousness deep in their bone marrow.

Hundreds of thousands of chainsaw swords, vibrating knives and arrow blasts were raised high around the city, reflecting the dazzling bloody sunshine that rallied into a devastating storm.

After more than a month of painful waiting, countless murderers have reached the limit of patience, and this moment finally erupts, shrieking and exhaling their greed, anger and fury.

“Kill, kill, kill! ”

“Kill into the city and you can have whatever you want! ”

“Kill Xia Hou, the owner of Fuyuo City, without heart, we are the masters of the ‘world of joy’, we can fly to the 'City of Sky, Manju Shahua’, to become the supreme heavenly man, hahahahaha! ”

The whistle became sharper and brighter, gradually suppressing all the murderers' roars, and everyone focused their eyes on the top of the "Great Iron City" as if the second bright sun had risen there.

“It's the champion! ”

“‘Boxer’ Lei Zongli, finally showed up! ”

“The champion, the champion, the invincible champion! ”

All the murderers were drunk, stretching out their arms and shouting at the sky.

“We were born in a barren wilderness, struggling in a cruel and bloody abyss, turning ourselves into nothing but a fierce and vicious beast, and with the fortune of 120,000 cents, we can barely survive in the so-called 'world of blood warfare'. ”

Above “The Great Railroad City," comes the thunderous roar of the champion, “Even the strongest warrior among us, what kind of life is it? It's a bad day, it's a flurry, it's a pig dog, it's a drunken dream!

“Look at yourselves, and look at your companions. Is this what you want? Is this how you want to live to die? ”

All the murderers did not expect Lei Zonglei, the “boxer", to say such a thing, and stood still for a while.

“But there, in the so-called 'world of joy’! ”

The champion waved his hand, pointing to the nearby city of Safari, "There is the cleanest water source, the richest supplies, the rare delicacies and all kinds of enjoyment that you never thought possible, and the most advanced medical treasures that can repair your incomplete and deformed bodies!

“People in the world of joy, doing nothing all the time, lying on a king bed full of springs, can watch the material fall from the sky!

“For what?

“How can they get everything without all the effort, and we struggle in a bloody world, killing each other, turning ourselves into jackals, tigers, leopards, even pigs, dogs, cows and goats, but not get one percent of them, and be ridiculed by them at will, why!

“Today, let me take you to justice and take back what is meant to be ours! ”

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Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho. Two years ago, the old cow was killed. I didn't think it would happen today.

All the way, all the support of brothers and sisters, the old bull deeply, deeply, deeply, deeply, deeply thank you! Thank you! Thank you to everyone who supports 40,000 Years of Fixing!