Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Stupid? Yeah, I'm afraid that's a lot of people seeing Li Yao's first impressions, including my first one. ”

Boss Bai laughed and said, “But think carefully, so many heroes are hundreds of times smarter and tougher than him. Only he, a foolish, bloody high school student, walked all the way to this day, to the peak of the... Pangu Universe's most powerful man, what a 'lucky’ and ‘coincidence'! ”

Dragon Yang moved in his heart and said, "Boss Bai, what are you trying to say? ”

“What I want to say is that Li Yao is a brilliant and brilliant man, seemingly reckless adventure, who actually counts all the factors long ago, and he knows that no one - not only the Confederate Realists, but also the Imperial Immortals - can give up on him. ”

"The simple truth is that he holds half the keys that opened the core door of the Emperor's tomb, as well as a large number of pieces of information originating from the Volkswagen database, and Xiaoming and Wenwen are both on his side, it is impossible to ignore his life and death, it can be said that his‘ utilisation value 'is extremely high, if he has fallen here, this exploration has not really begun, it has failed.

“The exploration team can bear the loss of an Iron Fist, but can never bear the consequences of Li Yao's early meteor. It is precisely this that he took his life as a chip, that is to force the fairy to save his life.

“Why do you have to do this?

“I think he might want to force the fairy fixer to try the taste of 'forgetfulness of life, forgetfulness of life, forgetfulness of life’. There is a phrase called 'gustatory taste’. After trying many things, he becomes addicted to it, addicted to not committing evil, addicted to burning and robbing, addicted to being a good person, saving others' lives, and possibly addicted to it. ”

Longyang Jun is in deep thought.

“How about you join me in saving lives? ”

Boss Bai asked.

“Are you really going to do this? ”

Longyangjun looked incredibly at Boss Bai - the infamous king of star thieves.

“Don't get me wrong, I certainly didn't want to be a good man with a good heart and no remorse, except that, in the vast majority of cases, the unity and sacrifice of humankind have nothing to do with moral good or bad, simply because of the common good. ”

Old White Avenue, "The simple truth is, when you go deep into the Emperor's tomb and even the hub of the black wall, you discover an unparalleled treasure of antiquity that can instantly give a man the power of a demon, but you also have to break through the last level of immense peril, which could cause you serious injuries, who do you really want to stand behind you? Is it Li Yao, Ding Bell, etc., or is it me, the infamous star thief, or the Imperial Immortals? ”

Dragon Yang closed his eyes, his eyes spinning, and a moment later, he fought a cold war.

“Okay.”

She had to admit, “Don't say Li Yao, even if I was standing behind Ding Bell, it seemed safer than you or the Imperial Fairy Fixer. At least, if Ding Bell wanted to do it, he would just blow his fist out front and never stick a knife in my back. ”

“Exactly. ”

"I also hope that when I explore the deepest depths of the Emperor's tomb and discover too ancient a treasure, I'm standing behind Li Yao or Ding Bell, not you and the Imperial Fairy Repairer - that's why I want Li Yao alive, and maybe why he can fight all the way to this day and still jump.

“Come on, try Li Yao's method. Perhaps you'll also... eat the gut? ”

Boss Bai finished, smiled slightly, mastered the "Extreme Thief", pursued the tail flames of the many practitioners, and rushed towards the Iron Fist.

Long Yang Jun was stunned for a long time and laughed mockingly.

“Okay.”

She muttered to herself, "Seems cuter than the brilliant immortals in the Real Human Empire, you idiots from the Federation, if you all crash on ancient stars, I wouldn't dare to explore the Emperor's tomb with those brilliant men.

“Then let me try it, too, to be a fool! ”

Dragon Yang's "Celestial Crystal" is like building a crystal bridge in a cosmic vacuum. It is also like a crystal clear giant arrow pointing straight at the direction of the Iron Fist!

Not far away, countless sparkling lights have also broken through the fierce bands of crushed rock stars.

It was coming from all sides, the mighty men of the real human empire and the giant god soldiers.

The faces of the fairies were gloomy and confused, staring dead at the Iron Fist number not far away and the many Confederate giant soldiers.

From this perspective, a red flare of teeth dancing claws on the ancient giant stars is like a sea overflowing with frightening waves, and the Iron Fist is just a dead leaf that will be crushed at any moment between the waves. Including Li Yao, the Federation giant soldiers are as small as plankton, struggling in the face of thundercloud storms and raging winds, and any wave can completely devour them by an additional 10%.

“Are they... crazy? ”

This is the first reaction of all fairy practitioners.

They really don't know what the healers are doing, why should they be strong enough to burst into the gravitational circle and atmosphere of the ancient giant stars without forgetting to fight the enemies they could never defeat.

However, before their rational minds could be cleared up, this illustrious picture of life, the battlefield, had touched their deepest heart, that primitive, reckless and barbaric instinct.

The images of the federalists and the ancient giant stars fighting each other, and the scenes of the original human diamond fire, the hammering of stone axes and stone spears, the cultivation of blades and fireworks, the bluefin of the road, are no different.

- Isn't the so-called mighty supposed to confront the atrocities of heaven and earth, explore the laws of nature, transcend their own limits, strive for greater living space for the people, and open the path of a thousand ways?

All I know all day is to bully people, make a fortune in front of the same kind, dominate the king, but when I encounter the power of thunder, Cersei trembles and begs for forgiveness on his knees, what a hero and a good man!

At this point, the communication network between the immortals and the immortals is completed, as well as the initial set-up.

But at the other end of the communication channel, only the breath of the faithfixers and the roar of the wild beasts were sent, no faithfixers begged for the help of the faithfixers, and no faithfixers denounced the selfishness of the faithfixers and saw no help. They were just focusing on their actions, as if they had long anticipated that the faithfixers would not attack them, and even without the faithfixers, they would be able to defeat the ancient stars!

Such gasps and roars are like an invisible whip, beating heavily on the heart of every fairy practitioner.

They've been ignored!

Disgrace, disregard is a hundred times more disgrace than anger!

As long ago as the Imperial Civil War, the glorious achievements of the Federation Expeditionary Army were a great disgrace to all the fairy practitioners. Each slightly more self-respecting and proud fairy practitioner is pondering hard. Why does this happen, the glory of the Empire and the fairy practitioner, fall to this point?

In front of them, the practitioners' near insane adventures, and their disregard for the practitioners, beat each practitioner a slap in the ear, making their cheeks and hearts spicy and painful, tacitly knowing the answer.

“Goddamn it, are all these fixers crazy? They, where the hell did they come from? Courage and courage! ”

“What are they doing, trying to counteract the enormous gravitational forces of ancient giants with their own strength? Impossible! Impossible! ”

“Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, preferring to walk in the mountains, such stupidity, such madness, such... such...”

The fairy practitioners constantly warn themselves, "Do not walk in the dust of the truthful."

Even those who laugh and barely mock the foolishness of the truthful.

But the cells at their fingertips, and the most volatile primitive energy at their deepest depths, did not heed the call of rational thinking, leaping to try, and the bubbles jumped.

“With the tiny flesh of mankind, we declare war on the big, unfriendly cosmic celestial body. Such a painful battle is what makes the mighty strong! ”

Some fairy cultivators couldn't help but whisper, painfully admitting that deep down in their hearts, they actually hid some envy of the true cultivators, envy that they could be so happy, so crazy, so stupid, so disregarded, so taboo!

Fixers can. Why can't they?

No, they are different. They also have the glory and riches of the red-dust world. They also pursue the flame of the hegemonic power of one side. They also make their own family, always strong and rich, and...

But, but!

So magnificent, so magnificent, so magnificent, so magnificent and so ferocious in the face of the universe, so rich, so rich, so rich, so rich, so rich, so rich, so beautiful, so rich, so powerful and so revered by so many people... these are the things they have always attached so much importance to, these things that are nothing but nothing in the dust, what exactly is the point, what is it really worth their struggle for the rest of their lives?

If the “original" are all ants, are their lifelong pursuits of trampling them day after day, ravaging them, squeezing them, taking the worship and fear of the ants and becoming the "king of the ants”?

At this point, in the atmosphere of the ancient giant stars, suddenly a huge, unparalleled ball-shaped lightning blasted straight into the Iron Fist.

All the fairy repairers shouted and almost saw the Iron Fist penetrated by arcs and magnetic storms. All the Pharaoh systems were paralyzed and the momentum was completely lost.

However, a dozen kilometres long, sharp swordlight appeared in front of the Iron Fist, drawing a perfect arc, a straight ball-shaped lightning bolt, and suddenly chopped the lightning into pieces.

The power of a sword, and beyond that, not only does the spherical lightning, but even the ancient giant star seems to have to be cut in half by him.

Swordman, swallow away!

This sword deeply stings the eyes of many fairy fixers, and between moments, deep in their hearts, lightning consciousness bursts.

“Compared to this mighty, gorgeous sword, what is the fame of Lilu, glorious riches, the flame of power, are all over the cloud smoke, instantly extinguished!

“Even this barbarian from the stars and seaside, the remote countryside, dares to challenge a giant planet with a palm of his hand. What the hell are we afraid of as pixies standing at the height of evolution and the human elite! ”