Zhanxian

Guess what? Yang Chen doesn't want to answer this question anymore, but think about it. He has lost all his memories. There is only some instinct left. The only person close to him is himself, which is also pathetic. I have to explain to him, so that he can have a little more experience of life.

If the other monks knew that Yang Chen, the younger fairy descendant, was pitiful to a master too good for the Golden Immortal class, it would definitely shock half of the monks who had heard of it. And the other half must be to give Yang Chen a mouth without saying a word. The Hall of Fame is too good a golden immortal, and your little human immortal can look up to it? Do you know who you are?

But Yang Chen's thoughts now are really pathetic. Even the demon tribe, but the great master of the Hall of Fame, unwittingly imprisoned and sealed, even erased memories. If Yang Chen hadn't discovered the secret of Guqin, he wouldn't know when it would be sealed. Isn't it pathetic that such a master, who was supposed to scold the world and now doesn't even know who he is?

The great food fairy does not have a name yet, Yang Chen just called it seniors. You should know that Yang Chen is planning to use the great food fairy as the treasure of the town palace of Chunyang Palace. At least for a thousand years, he can keep the Chunyang Palace standing. Such an expert, of course, the smarter the better, Yang Chen doesn't mind spending some time slowly teaching the Great Eating Fairy some things.

Both of them communicate with mindfulness, and the other person has no idea. In the eyes of those fighting monks, Yang Chen and the Great Foodworm are simply spoils of war, waiting for the victor to reach for them. The worst fix here is also a few small boundaries higher than the four calamari pints in Yangchen District, no one will see him.

Everyone's battles were very tacit, and none of them were near the Yang Chen and the Great Food Immortal. No Fabo would have attacked this side without a long shot, and no one would have involved them both in the circle of war. In this wild battlefield, the two of them are as if they had nothing to do with it.

Fewer and fewer monks are alive on the battlefield, and there are more monks on the bodies of the fairy-eating insects in Calabash Valley. Blood is everywhere, scattered limbs and broken Pharaoh are equally scattered, and no one takes another look in the midst of a fierce struggle.

Unlike other people, Yang Chen and the big food fairy worm are very relaxed to chat. Their conversation is about the battle.

“Why would they kill each other?” The immortal food insect forgot very thoroughly, even some superficial reason does not understand, can only be slowly explained by Yang Chen. These people are fighting for something crazy, for something, and so on.

“Am I something they want to compete for?” Eating fairies don't understand: “Aren't they afraid I'll kill them all if I do? ”

'Cause they don't know! ”Yang Chen gave an answer with a smile. With Yang Chen's insight and divine intellect strength, it can only rely on the strength of the lower spiritual vein to roughly determine the cultivation boundaries of the Great Eating Immortal, not to mention those crazy guys.

Greed occupies all of their minds, reason has been blinded by desire, yet they have virtually no opportunity to observe and analyze fairy eaters for long periods of time, and errors in judgment are natural.

“Senior, do you have to have a name?” Yang Chen finally found it really hard to call it that, couldn't help but suggest: “Do I always call you by senior seniors? What if the other elders are mixed up? ”

“I must have had a name before, I just can't remember.” The food fairy can't see the expression, but the conversation with Yang Chen is a clear indication of what he is trying to do: “Call it whatever you want, until I think about it. ”

“With all due respect, call you Bug Lao first!” Yang Chen is also welcome, just give the big food fairy a simple name first: “When the old bug remembers, your real name will be restored. ”

“Yes!” Still the worm said yes, nothing more.

“Here's a trick, old bug. You can practice.” Yang Chen immediately sent Tiantian's shaping trick to the old worm: “It can change shape, but can also be slightly improved to repair. ”

To Yang Chen, the insect always completely trusted him. Yang Chen gave him kung fu, and he began to think and practice without saying anything.

A master who is too good for the Golden Immortal class to practise the art of shaping is simply something that cannot be done. It took only a short while for a guy like Jinghu, and the worm was faster, almost after doing the work again, to succeed.

The monks on the battlefield were fighting, and no one noticed the giant fairy eater next to Yang Chen. Within a few breathing hours, he suddenly changed his appearance and became a young man with big eyes in black armor. The black armor is also dotted with white lines, the same color as in the fairy state.

Interesting activity begins, as if the worm is slowly getting used to its new body. Yang Chen didn't speak, so he watched the worm get used to it.

“Crouch!” After a long time of worm activity, I finally adapted to my new body. He twisted his neck and made a galloping noise, whispering a complaint to the monks on the battlefield over there.

The old bug's voice was not loud, at least Yang Chen heard it, but in the ears of the monks, it sounded like a thunder. Boom, huge noise and a sudden burst of immense power in it, all the monks fighting over the Valley of the Calabash, all of them a blow to the head, and then immediately fell into syncope, falling out of the air.

The thumping sounds like dumplings. Those unconscious monks should be glad that under the valley of Calabash, a thick layer of fairy eating corpse is laid, not on the ground, even if it falls, with the toughness of their bodies, for the time being there is no fear of their lives.

Unfortunately, if that were the case, they would be happy a little too soon. Although Bug Lao lost his memory, although he was very close to Yang Chen, it did not mean that he was really a good man and a believer. When the monks were first discovered, the old bugs decided to solve it themselves, or Yang Chen persuaded him to watch the play.

Now the play is no longer performed, naturally these guys are useless, and I don't know what the worm old did. The dead fairy eaters who dropped the monks suddenly came back to life and started chewing wildly. Not long after, those monks, including their various treasures, disappeared without a trace.

After devouring the monks, the fairy eaters flew fast to become corpses, and then all the fairy eaters began to fly slowly towards the old body of the worm.