Watching Wang Jia leave, Wang Yi had a strange expression on his face.

"It looks like this zombie country is about to change. Interesting, so interesting!" Wang Yi's eyes were covered with a substantial murderous aura, "When the time comes, wake up those guys, and there should be a place for our Xuan corpse in this immortal world." ”

"Ming Yuan, how many old acquaintances will there be?"

Wang Yi left, at the fastest speed in the Frozen Realm.

Just as he left, Wang Jia appeared by Wang Hai's side.

"Wang Jia, what do you think?" Wang Hai sat on the ox cart with his eyes closed.

"The old slave can't see it, but there are some changes. ”

Wang Jia respectfully told the situation just now, he knew that these masters saw it, but he still said it in detail.

"Do you say he is Wang Yi or Wang Helun?"

Wang Jia didn't hesitate, he knew that this question was the key.

"If there is no follow-up, it should be Wang Helun Ancestor. Now, the old slave is really confused. ”

Before returning to death, the awakening of the ancestor was not once or twice, and even every family had experience.

Some ancestors are unwilling to do it, and it is normal to stab them in the back.

"In front of me, being submissive and not majestic at all is Wang Yi's previous temperament. After I left, I spoke sharply, and the inheritance inevitably swelled. These old guys are as wise as foxes. It's hard to tell!"

"Master, as far as I know, this time there are children from various families who have entered the cemetery, and they are all those disciples of Ming Zheng, and they have all been out of the customs. ”

"Old man, if it weren't for Ming Zheng's deception too much, Wang Yi would have left. Now we are too far behind them, and if he is a manufactur, he can become a pillar of the family like his father in the future. ”

"If it's ......," Wang Jia began, and then retracted his voice.

No matter how trusting and intimate he is, his Wang family is an outsider after all, and the meaning can be expressed.

"If the method of Ming Zheng is carried out, the Wang family, which is based on the heavens, will definitely be stormy and full of enemies. Wang Helun's ancestor is easy to kill, and the Wang family can't stand his toss. ”

"Old Ancestor, whether it's true or not, he is now your grandson. ”

"Grandson, grandson, good!" Wang Hai opened his eyes and looked out of the hall.

"Narubuchi ...... there"

"Let him go too, in the end, it's a good resource, to be able to exchange for a good ally. ”

The main hall was silent.

Cultivation is not convenient and too noisy.

It's done!

Lin Mochen sat cross-legged in the coffin, and the twelve flying knives in front of him rose and fell, sometimes flying like wings, sometimes turning into one.

"Mu Lao, what is the origin of these twelve flying knives? I estimate that with all my efforts, the five generations of generals may not be able to avoid it, and the four generations of generals and ministers ......."

"Don't even think about it. The law of perception of the four generations of generals, you just can't touch people when you think about it. These twelve throwing knives were given by an old opponent, but he is gone. Very few can recognize them. It's called the Twelve Guiyuan Flying Knife Array. ”

"Twelve is easy to understand, Guiyuan is nothing more than a combination, isn't this flying knife formation for me to master a certain formation?"

"Clever. ”

"The twelve flying knives can conjure up hundreds of formations, such as cohesion, voiding, evacuation, borrowing, etc., which are infinitely useful. ”

"So powerful? Twelve flying knives, none of them are top-notch immortal weapons, if they are combined with the power of the formation, wouldn't they be comparable to the supreme treasure?"

"It's so ambitious. Can you harness the power of a top-notch immortal weapon?"

Lin Mochen suddenly deflated.

Although the Twelve Returning Yuan Flying Knife Array is a treasure controlled by telekinesis, it also consumes a huge amount of telekinesis. Now he can only reluctantly make twelve flying knives to do tricks, and if he really wants to fight, it is estimated that he will not have time to fight back.

If in a battle, he can at most wield three throwing knives at the same time, and win or lose in one move. A single-handled throwing knife can last a little longer, but it can only exert half of its power.

Twelve throwing knives were brought back. No matter how greedy you are, you can only keep it.

Only a throwing knife was left for self-defense.

"Don't think too much about the formation, give you the Twelve Guiyuan Flying Knife Formation for self-defense, the focus is still on cultivation, don't put the cart before the horse. However, I can give you a formation to assist in mental power cultivation first, the three-element flip. ”

Lin Mochen had an extra formation in his mind, and he could barely run the formation.

"It can increase half of the cultivation effect, it's better than nothing. ”

"Not satisfied? This kind of person who can assist in cultivation will be coveted even by emperor-level masters. ”

Lin Mochen knew that Mu Lao didn't say big things, and his mental power was different from the ordinary cultivation system, which was more difficult and dangerous.

If you are careless, your mind will be concussed, and you may not remember yourself, or even become a living dead.

"The Coffin of Silence has been refined to the twelfth layer of the prohibition, and the sealing shock of the bone veins is much stronger, and this time the evil qi should not be able to easily make waves. The means of attack are also available, and Mingyuan's trip should be sooner rather than later. ”

Heavenly Soul Wood, I am determined to win!

Gently jumped out of the suppression of the green coffin, leaving two shallow footprints on the ground.

The second-level closure made his body a lot heavier again, but the improvement of his mental power made his control a qualitative leap. In a day or two, that won't be a problem.

"Mu Lao, Mingyuan's trip depends on you. ”

The Peony Beast is not something he can resist now, it is a fierce beast that can make even emperor-level masters fearful.

As for the chickens that grow and restrain each other, they may be able to sneak up on one or two and taste them.

Xuanzhu, don't think about it.

In addition to the caves, the direction was discerned.

Lin Mochen suddenly had a whim, can he be a flying immortal?

Thinking of doing it naturally, the three-inch-long flying knife fell under his feet and stepped on it with one foot.

The other foot......

Golden Rooster Independence!

Smack, the knife was stepped directly into the dirt.

"Hahaha......" Mu Lao's voice echoed in Lin Mochen's mind.

No matter how Lin Mochen struggled, the flying knife just didn't listen to him.

I......

"Mo Chen, when you get to the point where you read all kinds of things, it's almost as good as a sword immortal. Let's work hard!"

Somewhat embarrassed, he released the throwing knife, flipped his sleeve, and hid the flying knife.

Immortals can't be immortals, we can be a Xiao Li, Xiao Lin flying knife.

I have to say that the second disease is indeed very powerful.

"When I control the twelve flying knives, I will definitely go to the twilight of the North Sea, and it will take thirty or fifty round-trips. ”

"Hahaha......"

"What are you laughing at?"

"By the time you master the twelve flying knives, you will have already surpassed the emperor-level masters, and you can still use the imperial knives to fly for these ordinary things. ”

How can childhood dreams be so ridiculous?

"I, I'd love to!"

Lin Mochen took honest steps and marched in the direction of Ming Yuan.

Along the way, he encountered many wild beasts, and he picked some trial knives. Not to mention, if there is a sneak attack, there is no sword missing, even if it is a head-on confrontation, it is only a matter of catching up, and there is no escape.

Master Lonely......

A wisp of smoke rises in the field of vision.