According to the characteristics of the five elements of the earth, there are five kinds of earth-yuan soldiers: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, the gold is not bad and broken, the wood is good at life and endless, the water is invisible and treacherous, the fire is fierce and good at attacking, and the earth is sinking in the middle and combining.

Now everyone has learned that gold is not broken and strong, and the good life of wood is only the first hint, not to mention the other three strange things of water, fire and earth.

Tianzong desperately resisted the urge to scold, but Sikong Shen far surpassed himself in terms of cultivation and identity in the rivers and lakes. The piles of green mud on the ground had no vision at all, and they were working hard to emerge in large clumps of turquoise.

The gray-black ash gathered into an ugly ball the size of a fist, and the ugly ash ball that had no feet but was pitted was shot up from the ground, seemingly slow and weak, but in fact it smashed vigorously towards Yi Yayi.

With a crisp sound, a drop of red blood dripped from the ring finger of Tianzong's left hand, and a wound as thin as silk but deep as white bones gradually became clear after the blood oozed out, spreading to the two knuckles.

When Tianzong begged someone to forge these six dragon whisker strings, the old man who was among the fifteen people in the current generation patted his chest and promised, "Don't look at it as slender as a hair eleven, but it can easily withstand the pull of eight thousand catties without the slightest impact, if you want to break it, hehe!" The old man stretched out two fingers, and said with a spitting spittle: "At least 20,000 catties!"

So you can imagine what a terrible power that inconspicuous pile of ashes contains!

Yi Ya crossed his arms to block his chest, trying to block the ugly dirt ball's advance. But he was knocked backwards, and his back hit a golden-bodied golden man who had just had his arms cut off by Liu Longchi.

Yuchuanzhuang's hereditary family martial arts are on the brutal path of refining bones and refining tendons, so the strength of Yi Liyi's body is absolutely unimaginable, and he was hit head-on by this tens of thousands of catties of huge force, and his back also hit a "copper wall and iron wall", Yi Liyi's body was not injured, and the arm that was hit was slightly red, and the muscles and bones were not broken.

Yi Yayi's figure posed in a phoenix-tailed eagle posture in a dashing manner, and the flying whip legs shook the air, kicking the golden man behind him to the waist. Liu Chongming, who witnessed this scene, looked at the black knife in his hand that was blessed with the knife gang and infused with knife intent, and couldn't help laughing bitterly.

If there is something unpleasant in the chest, why not even if the knife is strong!

Liu Chongming's knife tip soared, a hundred-zhang long thing filled the heavens and the earth, his teeth and claws, he lowered his eyes to look at the only eight or nine golden bodies and golden people left, and the ancient mystery divine light in his eyes was full of disdain.

Dajiao!

Liu Longchi put the knife into the sheath, patted the old man who had been friendly for decades, his eyes showed relief and pride, the old man quietly looked at one person and one Jiao, and the scene in front of him was a child chasing the young father with a wooden knife, although the young father was also holding a wooden knife, but he had no power to fight back, so he could only flee with his head in his hands......

Yi Yayi strode out, raised his arms, twisted his waist, and punched his fists, all in one go.

With a loud bang, the ugly black ash ball was intercepted, Yi Yayi punched out again, and the black ash ball retreated.

Yi Yayi is still raising his arm and punching, and there is no slightest deviation in the front and back movements, just like hitting the 10,000,000-pound mountain of fine iron from small to large. The gray-black mound of dirt could not withstand the terrifying force of the third punch and exploded into fragments.

The rest of the clods of dirt were gradually generated, and Yi Yi Yi also tirelessly threw himself into the boring and boring repeated punching.

Sikong Shen moved his lips, and his tone was a little bland, "You choose, water or fire?"

Tianzong bit the nail of his left thumb and thought carefully, the fire monkey was only the size of a palm, and its movements were fast and elusive, and the clear water mass was getting bigger and bigger, but it seemed to have no intention of making enemies with people, and only hovered in the air, looking like a soft persimmon.

Tianzong retrieved the small piece of broken dragon whisker string and used it to sew up the wound that had spread to the two knuckles. There are six long and short dragon whisker strings beating happily, chasing and frolicking with more than a dozen palm-sized red fire monkeys.

For Tianzong's calculations, Sikong Shen didn't care much, and took out an indigo blue pot-bellied gourd that could hold two and a half catties of wine from his bag, and a big whale that soared up nine thousand miles and devoured the clouds in the sky was painted on the gourd. Unplug the gourd, use the skillful means of moving the mountain, and load the puddle of clear water into the indigo gourd.

As the former leader of the Shuoluo Sect, he naturally has a good background, and there are naturally a lot of shocking treasures that can be used. Just like this strange gourd that can only hold the entire Mohu Lake, there is no second one in the world.

Liu Chongming seemed to have opened the gate of the qi engine, and there were as many as nine dragons, and most of them could leave the blade and swim alone under the "narrow" dome. The golden-bodied giant, known as the indestructible, had no power to resist under the hoop of the dragon, like a rat meeting a snake, and finally exploded and passed away one after another.

When the dragons turned around, a dragon passed near the puddle of clear water, opened its mouth and swallowed it, but nothing unusual happened. The dragon turned out of the blade, but instead of returning to the blade, it turned into a few slender insects, inhabiting the cuffs of its master.

Liu Chongming first realized the "Da Jiao Jue", and it was the time to show his strength to relieve his depression, but there were too few golden-bodied giants who had an appetite for the moment, and the depression in his chest was only one or two points, and now all the golden-bodied people have turned into a pool of golden water.

Liu Chongming, who had no choice but to put away the knife, had to stand with the knife and stand with his father, watching Sikong Shenzai, Tianzong and Yi Yayi use their superb skills to deal with strange things.

Liu Longchi directly skipped the Sikong Shenzai who was holding the treasure and filled the water, and his eyes exchanged and swirled on Tianzong and Yi Yayi. It's just that the number of times I watch Yi Yayi is more.

Liu Longchi, the great guest of the Hou Mansion, was not afraid of words falling into people's ears, and said in his usual bitter tone: "The little young phoenix of Yuchuan Village is a real martial artist, although he also practices qi cultivation and cultivates the gods to reach the realm of the gods, but what he can rely on the most is the foundation of the muscles and skins laid since childhood, it is the kind of unreasonable and ruthless person who will be consumed alive if you win his first line, and if you lose his first line, you will be directly beaten to death by a punch......"

Liu Chongming listened quietly and did not interject.

Liu Longchi used to gently tap the handle of the Tianhu knife, and as his gaze flowed, he showed an expression of disdain and disdain, "As for this kid surnamed Mu but who doesn't use his real name, he is an out-and-out slippery head! On the surface, he controls the tax and profit silk with extremely clever breath manipulation techniques, and from time to time there are exquisite hidden weapon techniques, and the strength of his flesh and his light body kung fu are also trying his best to prove that he is a practitioner who walks the same path as the little young phoenix of Yuchuan Village. Others may not be able to see it, but the old man has a person who has the same path as him and the twelve-tailed Yuan Infant Blood Jiao, and the induction of the Yuan Infant and the Yuan Infant is the most mysterious, which cannot be faked in any case!"

Sikong Shen frowned slightly, allowing him to cultivate martial arts far beyond Tianzong and Liulongchi, and he didn't know anything about it. Because the human race primordial infant is different from the ancient demon beast race that was born with the blood of the god race, even if the flesh and blood primordial infant is built bit by bit in the Shenhai Sea, and even if the primordial infant successfully awakens, there are very few people who can lead the primordial infant out of the Shenhai Sea. Moreover, the ancestors of cultivation over the past thousands of years have proved that the few geniuses who can draw out the Yuan Ying are not too talented and stronger than others, but only account for the four words "heavenly favor and luck"! Just like some people are born with dimples, and some people can't regrow dimples no matter how hard they envy them. There's no reason for that!

The Sikong family belongs to the branch of the Snow God Clan, inherited for thousands of years, the Snow God Clan is one of the top ten relics of the ancient god bloodline, and there have been more than three pure bloodline martial arts geniuses at the same time, of which the Sikong family occupies two places, you must know that the Queen Mother Clan, who has maintained the strength and reputation of the top ten relics from beginning to end, has only produced a "Holy Child" founder every hundred years.

The turning point of the situation began with the ancestor of the Sikong family who bowed down to recognize the Lord, volunteered to be driven by the great immortal for thousands of generations, and made a grand wish that his children and grandchildren would guard the mausoleum for the immortals.

It is said that they have a good inheritance, but they have to nest on the outer islands, and use their skills to cut down trees and move mountains, and build magnificent palaces, after only a few generations of guarding Xiandao, some people can't resist the temptation of the world outside.

A pair of young men and women sneaked out of the island, relying on the martial arts inherited from their ancestors and a few of the immortal things that the immortal family hated to win in the mountains of immortals, and easily broke into a reputation in the north and south of the two divine continents.

It's a pity that Huaibi was guilty, and his entry into the WTO was too shallow, and he was deceived by his fellow people and revealed the secret of Xiandao.

The island war in which the ten clans rebelled against the gods and deceived the immortals to destroy the ancestors and the evil sect and the crooked Sikong family almost caused the Sikong family to suffer the disaster of extermination. Fortunately, the ancestor of the Sikong family had the foresight to leave the ancestral teachings, asking the descendants to keep maintaining and transforming the various mechanism formations on the island, and in the end, it was still the magic weapons of the immortal family that had been built and accumulated for generations to annihilate all the foreign enemies.

And the Sikong family leaked the secrets of Xiandao, and had to activate the last ban on the island to protect the immortal tomb. The White Feather Divine Book, which left the key to the Immortal Tomb and the secret pictures and texts of the Immortal Island, hoped that the family would be able to return to the Immortal Island after the family prospered and grew in the future and continue to fulfill that sacred obligation.

After the Sikong clan left the island, it also prospered and grew for a period of time, but unfortunately once it left the fairy island, it did not continue to fulfill the obligations of the mausoleum keepers, as if it had broken off the incense with the immortals, and the children and grandchildren born were not as talented as the next generation, and even the bloodline from the god clan itself was also mixed with foreign blood, which became worse and worse.

From every thirty years, a martial arts genius with pure blood and a young body is born, and only one is born in the next three hundred years, and the Sikong clan is regarded as a traitor who has forgotten his ancestors by the main branch of the Snow God Clan of the same origin, and the other nine clans regard it as an evil demon and an immortal.

Their branch of the Snow God Clan had to hide their heads and tails, and survived in secret. Until the generation of Sikong God, there has been no person with divine blood for at least a thousand years. And Sikong God is here, and he is the only surviving heir of the Sikong clan of the Snow God Clan.

It is difficult for Sikong God to have the slightest kindness and respect for the immortal who is still stingy after death and refuses to give away the excess luck to the descendants of the deceased.

As for these strange creatures who do not have the blood inheritance of the ancient gods, but are "lucky to be blessed by heaven" and rush out of the primordial infant, all the Sikong gods who act but want to conform to their hearts have actually moved the idea of forcibly strangling this kind of genius in the cradle with brute strength......

Tianzong, a young man surnamed Mu and his name Lifu, pretended to be deaf and dumb, as if he had never heard Da Keqing Liu Longchi revealing his hidden secrets, and the six dragon whisker strings danced like snakes, forcing a fire monkey into a corner.

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