Sorry, I’ve Been Invincible for a Billion Years

"Who is that?"

Wang Guosu, Yang Qishan's face change, and each other is eye-catching, full of confusion.

Turn.

It also looked at Lin Tianhou, and there was a short face on his face.

Let such a strange young man.

Sitting on the position of the leader of the royal group, is it too much to play.

The royal team!

Starting into the Ming Dynasty, different from the first generation of Quality, the Jinyiwei Organization established.

Compared to the first generation.

The second generation, even if it is not lost to the president of the presiding, it is flattering, killing 300,000, open a sea military force, making that era, the world overseas, no one will dare to cross the sea.

Xiping.

Tonic Huns.

Create royal group!

If Jin Yiwei belongs to the dark strength, the Emperor is a line, truly represents Fenghuang will.

only.

Nowadays, the royaldom, which has been suspended from the island of Overseas, has long been glory. In recent years, many young people who can become genius due to the arms of the military royal family, and finally only exit.

The martial arts king family.

It is fear that the royal team will rise again, drive on their head.

This example.

Once in Fenghuang Times, there were five or six times, surpassing the universal supreme strong.

therefore.

The ordinary people in the Fenghuang Times, the common people in the customs of the world, where is the Fenghuang character, the royal group will send an old antique, the martial arts is scared, and they don't dare to come out!

Where is it like now.

What is the high posture, which will really be a god, but there is no tiger in the mountains, monkeys dominate the king!

Villain!

Lin Tianhou can become the person in charge of the crowd, plus him is a real Feng Queen, the vibration arm, the four seas, hidden the old antique of the deep mountainous Gulin, even the seventh generation of North Town, the seventh generation of Overseas, will Bring all the Jinyiwei master, return!

They don't have to have enough, the military royal family!

"Lin is old, this ..."

Wang Guoshu looked at Lin Tianhou, Zhang Zhangzhu, but I didn't know what to say.

Yang Qi Mountain is slightly lighter, and there is no expression of the willows under the willow.

In the heart.

Can't sigh again:

"Although Lin Lao recommended, the leader of the royal family is really needed to have a strong person, or how can it be hungry?"

"Especially this seemingly older young person, I am afraid I will be dissatisfied ..."

The kingdom of the leader of the emperor.

He is clear than anyone, and the Queen's young people will live, although the heart is unlike the king, it is proud, floating.

But let a similar peers, ride to their head.

even if.

There is Lin Tianhou to take the town behind him, and it can play a certain amount of shock, and once the time is long, the dispute is disputed!

"Lin is old, is this your disciple?" Yang Qi Mountain exposed, opening: "Let a young man replace you, take the leader of the royal group ..."

"Your identity, I don't have to mention it. If you have, you will be the most perfect candidate in everyone."

However, Lin Tianhou frowned and shook his head.

"Don't replace me, this is willing to be asked, or another thing."

"If this is the person in charge of the royal group, it is my ancestor, and will be a great gave!"

I heard this.

Yang Qi Mountain, Wang Guoshu two people, suddenly stayed.

What does it mean?

There are words outside.

If this young man, sitting on the head of the royal family, Lin is old behind the town, the old antique in the ancient forest in the mountains, the whole brocade, will return.

But this means.

It is Lin Lao to ask for each other, when the leader of the Huang, but the other party is not in the eyes.

"Is it finished?"

Under the willow, a light discourse, floating over.

next moment.

This scene, Wang Guosong, Yang Qishan, two eyes wide, completely look stupid.

"Mr., let's go."

Feng Queen.

In the world.

The only Lin Tianhou, who saw the Feng Emperor's big character, actually like a weak and weak student, bending down, holding a night, giving, loud:

"Mr., let you wait, please come with me."

Tang Tang Tianhou.

Feng Queen.

Four hundred years ago.

Sacrifice the emperor, one of the monarchs, more than a dozen unstruthful, playing, dizziness, sea water!

Seven Wudao Wang people old martial arts?

It is the Dragon Tianshan Tianshi, Zhang Daoqi's old Tianshi, is not likely to let Lin Tianshou, which puts low gestures.

This is a descendant of Fenghuang!

How can I bow to a young man!

Lin Tianhou suddenly turned back, looked at the kingdom of Wang Guoshu, Yang Qishan, and the opening:

"You two, don't go to see?"

The two people fell into the god, turned back, and quickly followed.

Huang Base!

It is three kilometers away from the Emperor Temple, and it is built in Yanjing ancient capital, the only deep mountain.

Not long after.

The four people have arrived, and this seemingly copper wall-like base door.

Lin Tianhou said:

"Sir, it is here."

He is one person first, personally for Chu Lingzhong.

Looking at the kingdom of Wang Guosong, Yang Qi Mountain, two eighty-year-old country, a heartbeat.

Feng Queen!

Such as servants ...

Jiang Rong walked next to it. From time to time, Jiang Rong had a few eyes, and quickly refused, quickly recovered, it was a full face.

This is ...

who is it!

Just enter the royal base.

There are dozens of young eyes around, all gathered here, all of them are surprising.

Wang old!

Yang Lao!

There is also the old man who guards the Tomb, how can I come!

"Lin is old, the man behind, how can I have never seen it? Have you seen it?"

"I do not have."

"I do not have either."

The young man selected from these layers, soon he heard the news from every corner of the base, came out, more than 300, and the big air land, there was a noisy.

"Is that young man, is Lin Lao's disciple?"

"I don't look like it, I want to be on the disciple of Lin Lao, there are not a few people in the world."

"I also don't think it is like a member of the new royal group."

Compared to Wang Guoshu, Yang Qi Mountain.

These two are always old in the royal base.

Feng Queen's descendants, no world, four hundred years ago, one person is unique, the eight national country is a dozens of masters,

All people's attention, all concentrated on Lin Tianshou.

A middle-aged person wearing a white, embroidered dragon claw uniform, and the middle-aged people who fight against the two stars, and ran over and respect a straight military ceremony.

"Lin is old, two countries!"

"Is this a member of the new royal group?" Next second. The middle-aged person's line of sight came to Chu Ling, and there was no expression for a few seconds. I didn't put it in my heart. I later looked at Wang Guoshu and opening: "Let the new member come from himself, it is okay."

"How can Irture you, send it yourself?"