"Boom ......"

The Tribulation of the Immortal King was terrifying! After being baptized by the heavenly thunder for an hour, Le Feijin's shining and mighty figure appeared in front of everyone.

"Congratulations to the Ancestor for his great achievements!"

The remaining clansmen of the Lejia shouted long live, and now that Le Fei has broken into the realm of the immortal king, it is time to settle the account!

"Hahaha, Brother Waste, thanks to your foresight this time!"

Le Fei crossed the void and came to the desolate supreme in one step, this is not a teleportation but a simple use of space.

"If it weren't for the second Dayuan Dan, my brother would be returning to the West today. ”

Outsiders only saw a burst of electric sparks, and the danger in it was only known to the absurd. Originally, one pill was enough, but the previous duel with the two peak battle immortals caused the aura to not return to its peak state, and then it broke through the immortal king realm. Fortunately, the second pill was recontinued before it broke through.

"Ancestor, Wang Leopard killed the elite of our clan and destroyed the Dantian of Zhan'er, this revenge must be avenged!"

Le Lun grief-stricken hugged the unconscious Le Buzhan, a mouthful of steel teeth creaking.

"Revenge! I must take revenge! But the imperial city is not simple, I have to pick and order to the top state!"

Now that Le Fei has just broken through, he is naturally not in the strongest state, and he feels that there is a general aura in the imperial city! The lord of a country is not simple!

"Then I'll say something"

Wild and unsurpassed squeezed away the excited crowd and looked forward to look at the injuries to Le Buzhan.

"I can restore the dantian that is happy not to fight!"

"Huh?"

Le Lun is overjoyed, his baby son is extraordinary, although he is one point worse than Le Bufan, but only ninety-nine years old is a hundred strength, if nothing else, five hundred years later, he will definitely surpass himself!

"Nine out of nine!"

The absurdity came casually, but this is not a big talk, and the remaining 0.1 percent is also the meaning of modesty.

"Go back first"

Le Fei took the lead, and everyone returned to the dilapidated Lejia compound. Looking at the devastated former residence, everyone held back a wave of anger.

"I need ......"

Huang Wubao reported a series of refining materials, which made everyone stunned, but they were not surprised to know that Huang Wusu's ability.

"Sima Yi, the descendant of the next generation, meets the ancestor!"

In a secret place of the royal family, Sima Yi lay on the ground with his head down. In front of him was a sarcophagus, and a faint breath slowly emanated from it.

"The catastrophe of the royal family, the younger generations are difficult to resist, and the ancestors are invited to go out of the customs!"

Sima Yi whispered again, with unease on his face.

"Whew...... Whew......"

The aura inside the coffin gradually strengthened, and an aura that surpassed the battle immortal spread throughout Jicheng.

"That breath has awakened!"

Here Le Fei looked towards the Imperial City and confirmed his feelings, there are also immortal kings in the Imperial City!

"Jingle ......"

On the other side, the secret room is in full swing, but everyone does not dare to probe their divine sense at will, after all, this is a big matter related to the recovery of happiness without a fight.

"What?"

The sarcophagus was not opened, and a hoarse voice came from inside.

"Lefei breaks through the realm of the immortal king......"

Sima Yi said truthfully, and looked at the sarcophagus with some fear after speaking.

"I know, if he comes, I'll do it. ”

"Xie Ancestor!"

Sima Yi bent down and retreated, only to find himself in a cold sweat.

"Hmph, what about the Immortal King, my royal background is not bad!"

Another three days have passed, and I feel very satisfied with the work in front of me.

"Waste...... Uncle Waste, what are you going to do?"

The dantian was wasted, and the breath of the whole person was lowered again, and he was a little panicked when he looked at the things that he had made for three days.

"Look, this is the flesh for you. ”

Aragator pointed to the work that is similar to Le Buzhan with nine points.

"What, Uncle Waste, don't tease me, isn't this a weapon you refined?"

Le Buzhan was dumbfounded, didn't he say that ninety percent of the nine restored the dantian? Now what does it mean to make a puppet-like thing?

"Your dantian is wasted, and your physical body is also wasted. If you want to regain your strength, you can only change your body!

The method of absurdity is very simple, change a set of hardware facilities for the soul of Le Buji.

"How sure are you?"

"Nine out of nine!"

"Is there no other way?"

"It's gone. ”

"Okay, how?"

"You're ...... like that"

There is a set of Dafa in the mind of Huang Wusupreme, which is used to solve the special situation of being happy and not fighting. Moreover, the strength of the flesh body refined by this is enough to be the same as that of the Immortal King, and it can be changed to a better one in the future.

"Close your eyes, soon. Summoning your primordial spirit"

Although the absurdity is nine percent sure, there is still a trace of nervousness, of course, of course, I don't know if I want to fight.

"Send the Buddha to the west, and I'll give you something good. ”

Huang Wushang transmitted some of the previous life or the perception of the previous life in his mind to Le Buzhan's mind, and after the latter accepted it, he began to go out of his body, and a translucent small battle came out of the Yuan Mansion.

"Steady, keep the spirit. ”

The original god contains the soul and the memory, and after a whole day and a night, a new Joy does not fight before the eyes of the absurd.

"What a strong body!"

Le Buzhan felt the horror of his body, and felt that he could kill the previous ten selves with one punch!

"Uncle Waste, what realm am I now?"

"It's average, it's the realm of the Immortal King, and the first experience is not enough to be born."

"Oh Caixian...... What immortal king?"

Le Buzhan was stunned, ignoring the first time he practiced or something, and his mind was full of the word fairy king.

"That's right, if there are suitable materials in the future, you can still go to the God King. ”

That's right, as long as there is a material desolation, you can make Le Buzhan a peak powerhouse, and you don't need to cross the catastrophe!

Because Le Buzhan is now half a man and half a weapon, of course he will not enter reincarnation! If he dies, he is dead, and no matter how strong a person is, he will not be able to save him.

"Boom"

Suddenly, a terrifying explosion sounded, and a strong wave of air blew the desolate supreme ten miles away.

"That turtle grandson attacked labor!"

From the explosion, there was the sound of Le Fei's anger.

"Forehead ......"

Le Buzhan looked at this movement, and finally believed what the absurd supreme said, and now he is really the strength of the immortal king!

Desolate Wushang passed on the martial arts perception and experience to the soul of Le Buzhan, coupled with the battle body he created, and now Le Fei and Le Buzhan are afraid.

"Brush"

Le Fei flew back to the two of them and looked around vigilantly.

"Don't move, there is a strong man sneaking up on labor and management, I suspect it's the old monster in the imperial city!"

"Hahaha...... Hiccup"

Seeing this, I knew that the old man had misunderstood. Now that he has changed to an immortal body, he can't see his cultivation on the surface, and Le Fei can't find anything strange about him.

"Ancestor takes over!"

"Stinky boy, don't mess around...... I"

I saw Le Buzhan with a simple punch, hooking the power of heaven and earth towards the vigilant Le Fei.

"Whoosh......"

Although Le Fei has been on guard all around, he was still hit by a punch and flew ten miles.

"It's really cool to have strength!"

Le Buzhan looked at his fist and was very satisfied with the effect.

"It's you stinky boy who sneaks up on labor, I'm ...... No, why are you so strong?"

Le Fei felt that he had been practicing for more than 2,000 years and was about a waste, and he was punched away by a hundred-year-old junior.