Chapter 216: The Sun God World with Some Child's Play! (Subscription Requested)
Champion Hou's fellow countryman?
Reason with me?
Start communicating with everyone like a dragon?
Hong Yi was stunned when he heard the words of the person in front of him, and said in his heart Where did this come from, he obviously has strong strength, but instead of reasoning with his fists, he wants to discuss with me the great truth that everyone is like a dragon.
Well, such an opponent, if you can, please give me a dozen!
I'm Hongyi, and I like to reason with people the most!
"Oh, I don't know the name of the gentleman?"
As soon as he heard that he wanted to talk to himself, no, he was reasoning with himself, Hong Yi didn't panic, sorted out the corporal's shirt, and came to Li Changfeng with the etiquette of a scholar, and asked gently.
Ignoring Yang An, who was about to drop his jaw behind him, Li Changfeng seemed to be very satisfied with Hong Yi's attitude, and said with a smile: "Mr. doesn't dare to be, but he is a little puzzled and wants to discuss it with Yi Zi, Yi Zi can directly call me Li Changfeng!"
Yizi?
When Hong Yi heard these two words, he felt a little complacent in his heart, but he was humble in his mouth, and said: "Sir, don't be joking, Hong Yi is just a scholar, how can he be worthy of the title of 'son'!"
"I don't know where it came from, and what are the puzzles, say it, and we may be able to exchange and discuss it together......"
Hong Yi's face is like jade, and he is as humble as a gentleman, it is indeed difficult to be annoying!
It's just that before he finished his words, he sensed several voices coming from outside the secret room.
"Is Master Hou still in retreat?"
"Yes, Mrs. Zhao, please wait..."
Mrs. Zhao, that is, the wife of Hong Yi's father Hong Xuanji, is also the murderer of Hong Yi's mother Meng Bingyun, it can be said that the hatred between the two is like fire and water, and it is impossible to reconcile.
Mrs. Zhao came to the Champion Hou Mansion this time in order to marry Hong Xuejiao to the champion Hou Yang'an, so as to win over the visitors from the world who won the champion Hou Yang'an.
It's a pity, whether it's Mrs. Zhao, or Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji, they don't know that the alien is an unlucky ghost that day, and before he has time to win the pseudo-time-traveler champion Hou, he met a real time-traveler, not to mention the soul is scattered, and even the memory or something is cheaper than the other party.
Li Changfeng, who was on the side, saw Hong Yi's color change, and immediately knew what the situation was, and smiled lightly: "It seems that this place is not the place to discuss the Tao with Yi Zi, why don't we find another place to discuss the Tao?"
"As for the matter of Mrs. Zhao and Hong Xuejiao, leave it to me, a little fellow, to deal with, I believe he will definitely be able to give Yi Zi an explanation. ”
"In addition, what I need to explain to Yi Zi is that my little fellow is neither the original champion Hou Yang'an, nor the guest from the heavens who came down with the Black Wolf King!
Someone laughs and groans, and when he tells a lie, he never writes a draft, and he twists it casually, who can tell the truth from the false.
Of course, if he can get Hong Yi's approval, then he, a little fellow, will have an upright heel in this Yang God World, and he will no longer be afraid of being regarded as an evil demon outside the sky.
I believe you're a ghost!
Hong Yi looked at the smiling young man in front of him, how could he believe the other party's words, he really thought that he was an idiot.
You are a little fellow, your clothes and clothes are obviously different from the world, not a visitor from the outside world, and even told me that your little fellow is the original owner of the body of the champion Hou, not only the accomplice of the Black Wolf King is an outsider, but even the champion Hou Yangan is an outsider, when I am stupid!
However, the enemy is strong and I am weak, Yi Zi can only smile and not speak, do not admit or object, the meaning is obvious, whatever you make up, I will smile and not speak.
Li Changfeng didn't expect to be recognized by Hong Yi by just saying a reason, he looked at Hong Yi, who was smiling on his face and was about to scold in his heart, and he didn't explain, with a wave of his sleeves, the two completely disappeared into the secret room, and Yang An, who was watching, was stunned, and didn't pop out of a sentence until a long time: "Damn, did you forget something?"
Forgot something?
What's more, don't you want to discuss the supreme knowledge that everyone is like a dragon together, why did you forget my Yang An here?
Without waiting for Yang An to scold, a few people popped up beside him.
Three men and one woman, a total of four people, after they appeared, they immediately made preparations for battle, and after seeing that there were no enemies around, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said: "You are Yang An, where is Hong Yi, haven't you come yet?"
Yang An: "......"
What else could he say?
This great god is a great god, and the timing of his arrival is similar to that of the police in the Hong Kong Island police and gangster films in the previous life, and the card is really not ordinary.
"Oh, Brother Yang, don't worry, there are a few of us here, and Hong Yi, who has not yet achieved the Creator, will definitely not hurt you. ”
Yang An looked up at the forty-five degree angle of the void, and silently said MMP in his heart.
What's more, after discussing it, a few of you came together!
However, considering the safety of his own life, considering the extraordinary wives and concubines in the Champion Hou's Mansion, and considering Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji who were far away in Shengjing, what else could he say, he could only pretend not to care: "Haha, junior brother Yang An has seen several brothers and sisters, Hong Yi has already been here before, but he was pulled by a great god to reason..."
"A few brothers and sisters, wait a minute, junior brother, I will arrange for someone to prepare wine and food, a few of our brothers, we must not get drunk today......"
"Great god, Brother Yang An, I didn't expect you to have such a wide range of doors, and you could invite the great god in the chat group, I don't know which great god has come, I must introduce it to my brother later..."
"Yes, Brother Yang An, can you reveal which god in the chat group it is?"
.......
Li Changfeng didn't know that he also had a day when he was called "Great God", and at this time, he and Hong Yi appeared on the sandbar of the Western Regions thousands of miles away, and appeared in the Supreme Treasure Temple refined by Hong Yi.
"Who?"
"Hong Yi, you're here so soon?"
In the temples, the Jingren monk who was practicing was a little surprised when he saw Hong Yi's figure.
As Hong Yi's confidant, of course he knew where Hong Yi had gone before and what he wanted to do, but he never expected that Hong Yi would come back so soon.
The shouts of the Jingren monks immediately attracted other strong people in the temple, such as Wendao Sect Master Xie Wenyuan, Hong Yi's Taoist Yin Chansha, the original Wenxiang Sect's Holy Maiden Rue Xiangxiang, and the Dragon Maiden of Tianlong Dao and other Ao Luan, etc., are all strong people on the famous side.
However, these great Confucians and strong men are now all looking forward to Hong Yima!
Oh, if there is no problem here, it would be strange.
However, this has nothing to do with Li Changfeng, he didn't bother to pay attention to it, and he didn't care about the group of people shouting at Hong Yi, and turned to look at the artifact of the temples.
This temple can be regarded as a cave magic weapon in the Yang God World, based on the physical body of a certain martial saint powerhouse, and then supplemented by the pure yang thoughts of various cultivators, various artistic conceptions, and many materials.
Of course, the temples can only be regarded as a magic weapon in the Yang God World, because the space of the Yang God World is too fragile, so fragile that Li Changfeng has some doubts about life.
Not to mention that compared with the Divine Tomb World, even the Green Snake World is inferior, and it is about the level of the middle and low-level Xiaoqian World, which makes him have to wonder if the reason why the Yang God World is stuck at the peak of the Xiaoqian World and cannot be promoted is because of cutting corners in the spatial intensity.
Can you believe that in this world, a Four Tribulations Ghost Immortal who has not even condensed the primordial spirit can open up space and generate a world with one thought?
Can you believe that in this world, a ghost immortal who has not even condensed the primordial god and has only survived six thunder tribulations can tear apart the space of the world?
Can you believe that in this world, a small Cave Heaven World can be refined with the physical body of a fourth-order great grandmaster?
Is there too much child's play?
It's no wonder that the Yang God World has always been stuck at the peak of the Xiaoqian World, and it has not been able to be promoted to the Middle Thousand World, just this spatial strength, it is like building a castle on the beach, and it is strange that it can be built.
In addition, in the whole hall, whether it is in the air, or on the ground, or on the top of the firmament, there is a kind of Zen golden softness, and then many Wenxin Pavilion golden words keep flickering, life and death, falling from the sky, and blending into the ground, giving people a noble, sacred taste, as if there is really a "Buddha" and "saint" living here.
Li Changfeng felt it carefully, and found that there were golden scriptures circulating in the void, and the layers of golden words fell into his body, soul, and passed through, as if he had become a Buddha, a Taoist ancestor, and a saint.
This is an article, the supreme scripture of Buddhism, I think it is the result of the fusion of the great Zen temple treasure such as the robe.
In addition, the most shocking thing is the dragon in the hall of the temple, which is sealed in icicles, vivid, and majestic.
However, compared to the other true dragons that Li Changfeng had seen, the feeling that these giant dragons in front of him was really too weak, even the most majestic of these dragon corpses was comparable to the little white dragon he had seen before.
Not to mention the Purple Gold Divine Dragon, the nine dragon corpses that pulled the coffin in Jiulong, and the immortal-level true dragon that was charcoal-roasted by the group leader Kong Xuan.
"It's a little weaker!"
Li Changfeng sighed, the weakness in his mouth was not because these dragons were weak in their cultivation during their lifetime, but because of the essence of this world.
A pinnacle, a small world that is constantly trying to break through, not to mention compared to the Flood World and the Divine Tomb World, it is also weaker than the Heaven Covering World, so the dragon clan in this world is normal to be weak, and it is strange that it is really stronger than the dragon clan of the other three worlds.
is different from Li Changfeng's leisure, but Hong Yi is shocked in his heart.
He never thought that the young man named Li Changfeng in front of him would be so terrifying, thousands of miles away, not only did he directly shatter the void and teleported over, but he also took him into the Divine Artifact Sanctuary that he had refined as if he were nothing.
The creator of the Seven Tribulations?
Or eight thunder tribulations, nine thunder tribulations, or even the legendary Yang God?
Hong Yi didn't know, but he knew one thing, the person in front of him was incomparably terrifying, a hundred times more terrifying than Yang Pan, Hong Xuanji, Yuanqi God and others.
It is the Oneiroi machine that is known as the first person in the world, and in the face of this person, I am afraid it is far inferior.
Xie Wenyuan, who was an old man on the side, noticed the change in Hong Yi's expression, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he stretched out and said with a smile: "Hong Yi, I have a friend, why don't you hurry up and introduce us?"
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