For ordinary people, life is too smooth sailing, and the business is not high. Even those with a strong heart will be knocked down by success and victory. This is the state of mind of the ancestor at the moment. The tenacity of the cultivator told him that the little ant is not simple. But the pride that had grown over the years had made him ignore everything.

As a result, the translucent whisk is waved continuously. The light filaments visible to the naked eye flew towards Yang Xiaohai like lasers. The light filament often only flashes in the dust, and then it explodes around Yang Xiaohai. If it weren't for the fact that the ancestor's body shape and appearance were typical oriental clothes, Winnie, who was staring at the surveillance, would be almost suspicious of the real version of Star Wars.

The light filament blasted the cement floor into tatters like a laser, but it just couldn't hit Yang Xiaohai, who was jumping around. It's not that the old otaku is superb, it's because the "Transformers" combat suit is tired. Under the alloy wrapping, it not only completely isolated the invincible spiritual attack, but also made Yang Xiaohai agile.

Although the highest technology of the Earth Star could not make the old otaku and the Yuanying monk hard, they had the conditions to struggle for survival.

The light filaments are finer than the falling rain, but they can only let the old otaku jump away from each other. When the latter stepped onto the motorcycle, the face of the old ancestor immortal wind bone was gloomy and dripping water. The sound of the motor sounded, and the golden old otaku rode towards the center of the base.

The ancestor shook the dust lightly, his lips pursed. It's been a long time since I did it myself, and I didn't think about making a joke as soon as I made a move. The filament flies back from the concrete floor and turns into dust again. The ancestor urged the octopus and chased after the old otaku who had already run away.

The name of that dust is Nine Heavens, but it is an authentic magic weapon for cultivating the truth. When attacking, the dust whisk is not only fast, but also powerful. To put it bluntly, the dust whisk is a series of bullets that shoot out. The difference is that the dust whisk can also be rolled back. is an invincible killing weapon in itself, but Yang Xiaohai can't help but jump happily. The first time the ancestor did it, he returned in vain.

However, it is impossible for a mysterious cultivator to be easily shaken off. Yang Xiaohai rode a motorcycle with no survivor and ran wildly. Suddenly, a curtain of light appeared out of nowhere, blocking the way. Through the electronic display screen inside the mask, Yang Xiaohai found the barricade from a distance.

In the sound of "zilala", the rubber tires rubbed violently against the cement floor, and a cloud of black smoke rose. The cool-looking "Harley" motorcycle drew a semicircle when Kankan hit the light curtain, and forced to turn around, and the old otaku was able to continue to run for his life.

But as soon as it was delayed, a light snake poked out of the light curtain and shot towards Yang Xiaohai. The old otaku scurried forward, just in time to avoid it. The light snake slipped off Yang Xiaohai's shoulder and bit on the back frame of the motorcycle.

In an instant, there was a "zilala" sound, and the light snake shattered into countless small snakes. The valuable Harley-Davidson roared, first flew out of the rear wheel, and then shattered into various broken parts. With a "bang", Yang Xiaohai was blown away obliquely by the air wave set off by the gasoline explosion.

"Bastard!" Yang Xiaohai in the air roared wildly, and pushed back with both palms. The blue fire combined with a strong air flow roared out from the palm of his hand, and with the momentum of the explosion, the old otaku rushed forward more than ten meters. Before the blazing heat erupting from the palm of his hand dissipated, the five-meter-sized octopus occupied Yang Xiaohai's original position. The ancestor stood firmly on the octopus and plucked the hairpin pinned to the bun. Throw it away, and then disappear.

The dark blue octopus reappeared, already on Yang Xiaohai's side. Protected by the "Transformers", the explosion was not injured, but he was startled by the octopus that suddenly appeared: "Ace, teleport!" ”

As soon as I had this thought, my belly was cold. The old otaku looked down and saw an antique sword hilt. As soon as I wanted to take a closer look, the hilt of the sword sank down, and it was all gone. Then I experienced the taste of slashing and chopping.

"Hey, I was cut?" There was no time to take a closer look during the run, Yang Xiaohai only felt a cool breeze coming from the front and back of his abdomen at the same time. He stroked back and forth with his hand, only to feel slippery and heavy. The all-metal gloves insulate perception, but they can also make a general judgment. The octopus teleported, but stopped chasing.

"Think I'm dead? Hum! Yang Xiaohai stumbled a few times, two pillars of fire burst out of his feet, and he continued to run. Rubbing his hands together, he slowly stuffed back the intestines that had been blown out of his body.

It turned out that the flying sword formed by the hairpin appeared at the same time when the octopus flashed, and it was right in front of Yang Xiaohai. Without waiting for the old otaku to react, the flying sword pierced Yang Xiaohai's belly and the "Transformers" protective suit.

Two large holes in the front and back bring out the intestines in the stomach. That is, Yang Xiaohai, if he were someone else, such a serious injury would have been lying down a long time ago, but the old otaku not only walked like flying, but also stuffed a few handfuls of internal organs back into his body. Although the blood flowed profusely, the front and back were worn, and even the metal suit was torn, but such an injury could not help the old otaku.

After running dozens of steps, the penetrating wound in the stomach was closed, and then it was intact as before. The time has been short, and the blood attached to the belly is still warm. Yang Xiaohai didn't have the heart to pay attention to these little things. Rushing left and right, with jet assistance, the speed is not much slower than that of a motorcycle.

Originally, "Transformers" had an auxiliary acceleration function. Yang Xiaohai escaped by bicycle, completely out of subconscious habit. He completely forgot that no matter how expensive the locomotive was, how could it catch up with the top achievements of Earthstar military technology?

The straight-line bike may be a little faster, but the agility is much worse than that of the Transformers. Yang Xiaohai, who realized it later, flickered left and right, and sometimes ran backwards for a while. In the past two years, he has been hunted down and killed, and the old otaku thinks that he has a lot of experience in running away. So the octopus's speed is comparable to teleportation, but it can't stop him all the time.

However, the people who chased him before were mutants, and no matter how much trouble they made, they could be traced. Cultivators are different, they are the existence of cultivating against the heavens. So Yang Xiaohai, who was galloping, found that no matter how hard he tried, the antique big sword always hovered not far from his head.

"He's meowing! Dare to scream with a broken sword? Yang Xiaohai copied his back with one hand, and the "Trident" individual rifle arrived in his hand.

"Da Da ......" The antique sword trembled as it was hit by high-pressure bullets. But before I could be happy, I felt a chill in my heart, and the blood in my whole body stopped flowing.

"Ignoring the defenses, how can this be fought?" The old otaku with a broken heart finally stopped running. He rolled on the ground a few times, letting his precious blood spurt wildly.

Seeing this, the old ancestor's gloomy face finally eased, and then stroked his beard and chuckled: "If a hundred years ago, I was still willing to play a few times, but now, it's just that." Black pupils, can you avoid it if you don't answer? The old man's consciousness is radiant, and he has already found traces. Nian Ru is stubborn and will not be held accountable. Then I will return. ”

"Central Building", communication room. Black Hitomi, Winnie, Huang Congjiang and others are all there. The huge display takes up an entire wall. At this moment, the ancestor's voice and appearance were exquisite. Even the contempt in his eyes can be seen.

The ancestor, the great power of the primordial infant, has never taken the secular world into account. As he said before, ants, chickens and dogs. Even if there is a little means, it will not be enough to see. The ancestor's voice was obviously not loud, but it was clearly transmitted throughout the base.

After speaking, the ancestor aimed at the unmanned reconnaissance plane hovering high in the sky. Obviously, he didn't do anything, but his sharp eyes made the people in the communication room in the distance cold. Black Pupil cleared his throat: "I've seen the ancestor." However, the fairy wind bones on the screen were unmoved. Black Hitomi couldn't help frowning slightly. The girlish style that is inadvertently revealed is very seductive.

"Open the wheat, and our mistress will have something to say." Winnie whispered to the egret. The latter was alert and looked away from the black pupil's face. The girl's black pupils, the beauty of the mess, is irresistible to sex.

"Black Pupil has seen the ancestor, please forgive my subordinates for not welcoming them." Facing the microphone, the black pupil said unhurriedly. Yang Xiaohai fell in a pool of blood, but she was unmoved. The cold and soft voice resounded through the base through countless loudspeakers.

The ancestor naturally heard it. "It doesn't matter. Wait a minute, I'll be there in a moment. When I can return, and I will take good breathing, the thousand-year-old elixir I have cultivated has several matures. Thou canst serve ......"

"Eh, the old color blank!" The ancestor was talking eloquently, and was unexpectedly interrupted.

Turning his head to look down, a metal head was swaying at him: "Yes, the eyes are like a light bulb, just you!" I said, do you want to be shameless? That little bit of flowery intestines have been shaken off by your subordinates, and you are still pretending to be a big (tail) wolf here? ”

Yang Xiaohai's heart and stomach were exposed in the harsh autumn wind, he stood with his waist pinched, his chin raised, and seven disobeyed and eight unangry roars.

"Mole ants! Thou, thou, can you still stand? The ancestor was taken aback, and actually spoke Mandarin along. For thousands of years, I haven't encountered anything like a broken heart.

"Who is called an ant? Are you blind for such a big person? You're still a grasshopper or a grasshopper! I am your eighth-generation ancestor...... Oops, I'll go! Yang Xiaohai was playing cheap, and there was a sharp pain when he was cold. He only felt that the two strands were trembling, and it was indescribably sour.

"The old immortal, don't talk about martial virtues......" squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, Yang Xiaohai pulled his posture hard, and ran away. After a few steps, the blood splattered from the crook of the leg just stopped, "poof", and the shoulder was dripping with blood again.

"Ahh The ancestor was wantonly insulted, how could he spare him? As a result, there was a jaw-dropping scene: Yang Xiaohai was embarrassed but kept fleeing quickly. The quaint and uncertain sword went back and forth, over and over again.

The ancestor stood firmly on the octopus, and chased after him closely. However, although Yang Xiaohai was cut into a blood gourd, he just didn't fall down when he scolded him. The corners of the ancestor's mouth rose, still contemptuous. He wanted to see how long this tenacious insect could jump? Still don't believe it, the magic weapon can't kill an ant?

Cutting horizontally, splitting vertically, and piercing in pairs, the quaint big sword is weird and sharp. Yang Xiaohai is like a piece of hob meat, being chopped by it in a different way, no matter how he ravages it, he will not lie down! Old Ancestor Law looked closely and found that this mole ant could always dodge the blade of the sword in the slightest. Although the sword is sharp, it can only slash the torso and limbs. The head and heart are mostly avoided.

After chasing for a while, the ancestor became impatient. Since insects have the ability to regenerate, they are not afraid of breaking their hands and feet; Well, well. "White Tiger ......"

Old Ancestor stopped pursuing, and then his lips moved slightly. With just two words, the evening fell into darkness completely. Far away in the sky, a meteor is running towards the base with a long tail of fire!

Aren't you able to jump? Can't you be reborn? I've smashed all the places where you live, see how you live? As for the black pupils, they have the "Tiancong Cloud Sword" to protect themselves, and they can't die. The decision was made, and the ancestor urged the mana to make a hunting sound in a robe.