Thunder Martial

Sprayed an old farmer's face of wine, purple face of embarrassment, immediately stood up to apologize.

The old farmer rubbed a handful on his face, not angry, waved his hand and said: “No problem! ”

It is not surprising that Purple has such a big reaction. The words of the old farmer are too horrible. Even a thunderous holy beast may not know such things as Heavenly Soldier, not to mention an old farmer who met him halfway.

“You don't believe me?” The old farmer looked mercifully at the purple.

“Letter!”

Zijuan nodded when he couldn't bear to strike the old farmer and the other party had no malice.

“You'll believe it. ”

The old farmer sat on a stone stool and looked away.

The night has come, but for a monk, the night is almost no different from the day.

The purple room was in the second cabin, and after coming in, Purple saw that the room was filled with pieces, and with purple eyes, it was natural to see that these things were used to refine soldiers, but as for the ability to refine soldiers, Purple had reservations.

One night of silence, the next day Purple refined the false sky in the room, then put away Danding and walked out of the room.

The old farmer has finished cooking the porridge, indicating that Ziqian came to eat some.

“Before refining the troops, we need to find some condensed water. We'll take a walk later. ”

said the old farmer after eating.

Purple nodded and thought, "You really want to refine?"

After washing the dishes and chopsticks, Ziqiang followed the old farmer on the road. So far, Ziqiang did not ask about the identity of the old farmer, nor did the old farmer ask about the origin of Ziqiang.

In the course of the journey, Purple found that the old farmer was very fast and could not catch up without using the extreme speed.

What other steps in the world can be faster than the speed of the world?

The answer is, of course not!

Clearly, then, the reason for the speed of the old farmers, in addition to the subtlety of the walking method itself, is also a major reason for the strength.

Zijuan speculates that the old farmer may be a true heaven.

It is not the heavens created by the advent of the Great Age, but the heavens of the past!

There was little communication between the two people along the way, during which the purple peasants and the old farmers were always half a step apart.

They came to a valley and stood above it. You can see the whole valley with only one small spring eye, and the water is pouring out of it.

Spring water spills no spills, then into spring water, like infinite circulation.

“Go get some water out of that spring.” The old farmer looked into the spring's eyes and said.

Purple nodded and leaped toward the lower canyon.

Just 10 meters below, in this seemingly very ordinary canyon, suddenly a great deal of pressure was created, under which the purple body could not help but descend and quickly fall into the valley.

Afterwards, he stood there motionless, with no change in the expression on his face.

The old farmer watched the scene quietly and without expression.

“What terrible pressure! ”

He didn't care about the original purple, but felt the pressure before he realized the valley was extraordinary.

Faced with this pressure, he could barely move, and the spring eye was still spraying water outward, more resistant to pressure than purple.

“Buzz!”

The violet body, the thunder fluctuates and the blood in the body boils thoroughly, providing a powerful force for the violet.

Purple feels slightly loose around him, his body is able to move again, but just one step away, the pressure around him increases again, and his movements become difficult and slow.

At this moment, the purple tree is close to 200 steps away from the spring eye, but he is almost inches away, and it is obviously not realistic to get the spring water.

The old farmer still stood above the valley and looked quietly at the purple tree below. He had not spoken before and now saw the situation of purple tree and had no intention of helping.

At sunrise, Purple took three steps, but it took seven days.

With only three steps in seven days, Purple not only has no frustration, but also has an exciting color in his eyes, because he finds that under this tremendous pressure, his world has changed a lot faster.

Seven days later, seven days later, the old farmer looked at the purple, silent.

Glitter flashed, a figure appeared beside the old man, "You old man, what's the sudden summons for me? ”

This is a middle-aged man in a gorgeous robe with a thunderous glow hidden in his eyes.

If Zijuan looks up at this moment, he will recognize that this person is the Thunderbolt Holy Beast.

“I want the refiners.” The old farmer said lightly.

“Refinery? Seriously, didn't you seal the stove?” Thundering Holy Beast looked at the old farmer with a surprise on his face and wanted to see something from his face.

But he was disappointed and found nothing. The old farmer calmly said: “I've been itching a little lately and want to refine one! ”

“Are you going to help me refine one?” Thunder Saint Beast asked.

“Refining a heavenly soldier requires too much material, I haven't even collected one yet, how can I help you refine it? ”

“Then why are you here? I don't have any material on me.” Thundering Holy Beast shook his head.

“I perceived your breath from this little guy, you should know him.” The old farmer refers to the purple rays in the valley below.

“It is purple, you...” After Thundering Holy Beast discovered purple, the divine color immediately changed and looked back at the old farmer.

“He inadvertently discovered a surviving heterosexual who threatened to mutilate him and then put him away. The heterosexual revealed his origins. Though I have prevented the transmission of the news, this cannot be concealed!” The old farmer said.

“What do you mean? ”

“The adversary caused the heavens and the earth to mutate, and the crisis could come at any moment. Hidden is escape. His way forward, although we can't get involved, can at least give him some external support to make his path smoother. ”

“So you asked me to find some materials, and you opened the stove to make him a soldier? ”

“The kingdom of heaven will enter at any moment. He has many causes and consequences. One more heavenly soldier will defend himself. Naturally, it is also good. ”

After a moment of silence, Thundering Holy Beast nodded and said: "This is a good thing, of course. But I didn't wake up for long, and I didn't really have any good material on me. ”

The old farmer frowned slightly.

“Don't worry about me being stingy, I really didn't! But Purple has, in his soul, sealed four fallen interracial saints, totally capable of refining Heavenly Soldiers. He also has a knife on him that, although only of the highest rank, uses materials that are heavenly in their own right, but fails in the end, and you will surely be able to re-extract them by your means. In addition to this, he captured several fake skies of the world, and after drawing his soul, he could integrate into the heavenly soldiers and strengthen their souls. ”

“Why is it all him? This time the rebels appeared in you Lei tribe, you Lei tribe recognized ancestors, don't show some sincerity?” The old farmer looked at the thunderous beast and his face appeared sarcastic.

“Though it's his, it's what I worked so hard to get, and it's mine. After all these years, you must have some personal effects on your old man, so stop choking and bring out some. After all, an anti-heavenly man is about the future of the world. ”

The old farmer was rejoiced: “I'm not counting the Refinery. You asked me to contribute materials. I said it's all ours for half a day. What can you do? ”

Thunderbolt Saint Beast changed momentum and said: "Soldier soul! ”

“What do you mean? ”

“After years of searching, I finally found a soldier, who had kept it for himself, and now I contribute it. ”

“What soldier?” The old farmer was a little curious to see the thunderous beast in color.

“Perfect for violets, better quality than the souls of the fallen saints! ”

“Then take it out! ”

The old farmer reached out.

Thundering Holy Beast takes out a stone the size of a human head, the surface of the stone shines with the light of thunder, and his face does not hesitate: “You old thing, you should know the identity of purple, this time the refiner should not be careless. You are not refining an ordinary Heavenly Soldier, but an anti-Heavenly weapon closely related to the anti-Heavenly One! ”

“Less nonsense, Refinery. I know better than you! ”

The old farmer took over the stones shining with thunder and weighed them up and down and said: “It does mean something, I just don't know what the essence is. ”

“Essentially I've seen it, it's very good, and I suggest you build a small knife. ”

The old farmer deeply looked at Thunder Beast and nodded solemnly.

“Please! ”

Thunderbolt Holy Beast flashed and disappeared directly.

Purple did not know that Thunderbolt Holy Beast had come, but also made a deal with the old farmer, at this moment he, the slow forward. In the meantime, the world is growing, and the world originates in a constant influx of purple bodies that strengthen the purple flesh and resist those pressures.

Purple waves are moving forward with difficulty, and each step will consume a lot of strength.

With the passage of time, he was also closer and closer to the spring's eyes, which were gushing with spring water.

The old farmer watched quietly above, and soon two months passed.

Three months have passed...

Four months have passed...

……

Six months have passed...

Eight months have passed...

In the blink of an eye, a year later, the old farmer waited over the valley for a year, and the purple tree finally slowly reached beside the spring water.

At the end of the step, Purple took a big sigh of relief, then slowly squatted down and held his hands to the spring water in front of him.

“Kaka! ”

As soon as their hands touched the spring water, an icy cold gas entered the purple body, making the purple instantly an ice sculpture.

The old farmer remained indifferent, all of which he had anticipated.

Zijuan felt a chill, going straight into his soul, wanting to extinguish his life.

The whole soul was frozen, immediately followed by this cold, into the purple world, over the sea of immortal origin.

“Kaka! ”

The entire surface of the sea condenses, the chill spreads again, deep underground.

The sea began to freeze, and thick ice layers spread towards the seabed.

Burning the immortal origin of the fire of life, it instantly became cold, with no signs of life.

“Boom!”

Deep beneath the ground, vibrant, flaming, lifeless fires of life are confronting that endless chill head-on.