The God of War Challenging Heaven

Only in that crowd, the beautiful and suffocating flaming woman, on that little face, from the beginning to the end, was a slight flashy smile, such an end seemed to have been predicted long ago, without any surprise.

“Oh, that's good...”

A slight laugh, from the Royal Minister of Wenwu of Daliang, sounded gently, breaking the quiet on the scene, it was the poetry rhyme, her exhilarating breasts, sluggish, sculptural delicate little face, with a sincere shallow smile.

“How nice? Poetry, what did you say? ”

Around, a cold drink came the sound of her master Grandpa Jande.

Poetry suddenly returned to God, hurriedly shrinking his neck, throwing up his pink little tongue, beautiful glassy eyes, sneaking around, only to find that including His Majesty the Great Leung, the surrounding Minister of Wen Wu, all looked at himself with a gloomy face.

“My God, my God, has defeated this Huaxia teenager, who can tell me that this is just a dream? ”

“My grass, how could this Huaxia teenager be so powerful as to be a god or a demon? ”

“Ooh, my god is defeated, I'm going to the bathroom to cry, nobody pull me! ”

“Everybody go get the eggs and smash this Huaxia boy! ”

“ …… ”

All over the practice field, suddenly, as if the pot had blown up, all the people of Big Beam were shocked.

Qin Yi stood proudly in the middle of the training field and was not moved by the shouts around him.

He slowly turned around and looked up at His Majesty Daliang on the balcony. He said, "Your Majesty, I have defeated Tan Zongbei. Now it is time for you to keep your promise. ”

His voice was not loud, but all the shouting around him was suppressed, so that everyone present could really hear it.

His Majesty the Great Leung sat in the crowd, his face was shady to the extreme. This Huaxia teenager defeated the first master of the Great Leung, but had to give him the Fire Lotus. How uncomfortable his heart was, you can imagine.

Initially, he would agree to Qin Yi's request, and could even post a notice, naturally thinking that Tan Zong could directly abolish and even kill the Huaxia teenager.

Whoever thinks, the real result, is so heartbreaking!

After a long time of silence, His Majesty Daliang's “country” face suddenly appeared with a smile on his face. He stood up and said to Qin Yi: “Okay, Huaxia Junior, you are so brave, you deserve to be rewarded. Tomorrow at noon 10, you come into the palace, lonely, you will be rewarded with a fire lotus. ”

Listening to His Majesty, Qin Yi exhaled softly and smiled with a gentle smile on his handsome face.

A Fire Lotus, already got it!

He did not believe that His Majesty Daliang, as the king of a nation, in front of so many people, would change his words.

Next, get a Fire Lotus for Maiden.

In two days, he will compete with Gong Jiande's Alchemist. His current Alchemist technology is infinitely close to a super big Alchemist. Therefore, Qin Yi won the game with Gong Jiande. Qin Yi is more confident than he won Tan Zong in the game just now.

Everyone has dispersed.

Qin Yi returned to his temporary residence.

“It doesn't seem as difficult to get two Fire Lotuses as you might have thought. ”

Qin Yi sat on the bed with a handsome face and a faint smile of confidence.

Two days later, to help Mai Fei also acquire a fire lotus, he immediately entered the Arctic cold, searched for the entrance to the ruined battlefield, entered it, and pursued the “Heavenly Corpse” protection.

Today, he is running out of time, about nine months away from the completion of his mandate as mandated by the higher ecclesiastical level of the Holy See.

And what confused him was that the Holy See's divine guardian had not appeared since he left Beidan Kyoto and entered the North Wilderness, and the feeling of being stared at as closely as a snake had disappeared.

This phenomenon, obviously, is somewhat abnormal.

The Holy See, before entering the North Wilderness, was so determined to kill herself that she should not have given up her pursuit because she had guessed her identity.

“So why didn't the god guard show up again? ”

Qin Yi Meiyu was tight and thought seriously: “Is she not now? She has entered the ruined war path. As soon as I enter, she will ambush me there? ”

It's possible!

Qin Yi's eyes couldn't help but lighten up.

“I have the Gun of Evil, and as long as I remain vigilant, it will be difficult for the Divine Guard, even with super strength, to kill me. ”

Breathe out gently, Qin Yi is not too worried about the matter.

After a short thought, Qin Yi threw his head away. He threw away those messy thoughts in his head and started practicing carefully.

Just as Qin Yi earnestly practiced, in a magnificent mansion, poetry stood respectfully in the lobby, in front of which was his master grandfather Jiande.

“Poetry Rhyme, you say that in Kyoto, in the middle of Bydan, Crane Cloud was really refining Dan medicine and losing to the Huaxia teenager? ”

Gong Jiande sat on the main hall, his face was a bit gloomy, he was old, but his waistplate was straight, especially a pair of eyes, sparkling and divine.

Poetry's sexy mouth was full of red and lukewarm, and he shrugged, sincerely said: “Back in Kyoto, in fact, there was no alchemy competition between Master and him. Only then, in a very short time, he upgraded the alchemy technology of the two Ladies in Xia Fu, and on the way back, I was seriously injured. He refined several alchemy pieces to help me heal my wounds. ”

“What is the quality of the Dan medicine he made? ”

Janet's eyes flashed gently.

“Four... close to four...”

In order not to strike at Gong Jiande, Poetry made the quality of Dan medicine that Qin Yi refined at that time, and said a whole lot less. At that time, Qin Yi refined a total of two soul dans, one was four, and one was nearly five.

“What year was the material used? ”

Jane continued.

The poem was a bit of a rethink and said, "Between 8,000 and 10,000 years. ”

Rumor has it that Gong Jiande's breasts have fallen into obscurity and relieved herself. He said: "Re-excited Dan is itself a relatively low-grade Dan medicine. The materials used are between 80,000 and 10,000 years old. It is not too stunning to be able to produce Dan medicine with nearly four products. My husband shouldn't have much of a problem. ”

The divine colour on the poetic face is a bit bitter. With materials from 8,000 to 10,000 years old, the refined quality is close to four soul dan, Master Jo can indeed do it.

But the problem is, I said a whole lot less.

"Master Jo, I think you should cancel the alchemy match with Qin Yi, just let His Majesty give him a fire lotus, or simply let him pay for it." Why do you have to take all the time to compete with him in Alchemy? ”

“How could it be so simple that the royal family posted the announcement that I had already had an alchemy competition with the Huaxia teenager? How could I ever take it back? Besides, this Huaxia teenager has defeated our first master of the beam, so let us lose the face of the beam. This time, I must win this face back in the Alchemy competition. ”

"Although this Huaxia teenager is quite astonishing in terms of alchemy technology, I will propose to refine my best ‘dragon gas hygiene dan', and in refining this kind of dan drug, I win his confidence, 80%. ”

“However, Master Jo, Qin Yi's creation in the field of alchemy is really unpredictable, let's find a way to cancel this alchemy competition. ”

Poetry and bitterness.

“Huh!”

Jande's face, however, became gloomy, snorted cold, looked at the poetry, and became a little sharp: “Poetry, are you afraid that I am better than him at the Alchemy competition? ”

This…

The poetry was stunned.

She had no idea that Jande would think that.

“Poetry rhyme, when that Huaxia teenager tried against Tan Zong, it was seen that Tan Zong lost to that Huaxia teenager. If you are not ashamed and proud, you are no longer worthy to be the son of Daliang. Now, you are worried that the Huaxia teenager will lose to me, and you have persuaded me to abandon this Alchemy Contest. Do you know that doing so is tantamount to betraying Daliang and is a great sin! ”

Jande sighed and drank.

“Ah…”

The poetry was like a wooden bird: “But Master, Qin Yi is..."

“He's your savior, isn't he? But just because of that, you're betraying the whole beam, aren't you? ”

Gong Jiande took a step forward and glanced like a blade: “Tell you what, Poetry, I just went into the palace. His Majesty has decided to dismiss you from your post as Iron Guard and punish you with 30 Iron Man torture. If you survive in 30 Iron Man torture, you will be banished to the North Wilderness. ”

- What? - What?

The poetic face was suddenly white, the delicate body trembled, and the whole person almost fell to the ground.

Thirty Ironmen, the thirty iron casting machines, each Ironman, possesses the strength of the five realms of the Path, most importantly, they have no life, they will not die, and they can never tire of fighting.

This kind of torture involves throwing criminals into the 30 iron men, fighting the 30 iron men, so horrible that the 30 iron men, who are usually thrown into them, will eventually be bombed into a piece of meat, and even Tan Zong, Daliang's first master, will never last three hours.

In other words, this time, the Royal Family of Daliang is going to execute the poetry with such torture.

“Master Jo, Qin Yi is my lifesaver. I cannot forget his kindness to me. As long as he is a normal person, he will react like that. How can His Majesty, just because of this, fire me, even with this cruel criminal law, execute me? ”