Chapter 841 Chiyou's demon body is small!

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, heavy snow is flying, birds and beasts hibernate, and the world is lonely.

On the eve of winter, as Yao Yun had guessed, the genius of Middle Earth, Laixi, kept asking for Yao Yun to discuss matters related to purchasing food, grass and weapons in the coming year.

Faced with these Middle-earth geniuses, Yao Yun ignored them and threw them all to the Prime Minister Sun Muyue and Hu Yi, leaving them fully responsible for the negotiations.

To put it bluntly, these Middle-earth geniuses are not qualified to talk to Yao Yunping equally unless one of them establishes a country and becomes the king of a country.

Yao Yun is currently practicing in seclusion, and no one sees him.

In the royal palace and underground palace.

Yao Yun sat cross-legged in the cushion, holding his breath and concentrating, making groans of pain from time to time. Four god-killing swords surrounded Yao Yun at a very fast speed. From time to time, the sound of breaking through the air came. The surroundings were filled with sharp air, and the space seemed to be about to be cut and crushed.

The underground palace is filled with killing aura, making the surrounding air extremely cold.

Yao Yun's face was either calm or ferocious, changing from time to time, as if he was experiencing a bloody battle, one wave after another, continuous.

The artifact ancestral talisman sword is quietly hanging next to Yao Yun, quietly protecting Yao Yun, ready to protect his body at any time.

After this period of hard work, Yao Yun's progress in refining and fusing the third artifact, God-killing Flying Knife, has advanced a big step forward.

Fused nearly two-thirds;

Although Yao Yun still looks "severely ill", in fact, Chiyou's demon body is enhanced with crazy visibility that is visible to the naked eye.

The flesh is getting more and more flesh, and the flesh is lawless. The blood blades of thousands of soldiers in their bodies are like rolling Yangtze River, rushing endlessly, with a mighty and unrestrained sharpness, and the killing aura is soaring!

"call!"

Continuous integration and refining magical artifacts are extremely burdened to the body.

If you do not take the magical object and replenish the lost life, you may be in danger of sudden death.

Yao Yun temporarily suppressed the third God-killing Flying Knife and woke up from the word "Rong".

At this time, the divine object ran from the corner to Yao Yun, and on its "hand", there was an iron pot and a barbecue grill.

Yao Yun laughed silently, he was speechless. The one who looked at the flesh in his hand was probably a strange thing in the flesh-visiting world.

"This time the consumption is a bit big. Eat a little more, one makes soup and one barbecue, two-pronged approach!"

The divine object seemed to understand the flesh and immediately made a low voice of joy.

"Yeah ~"

"Bare you to death!"

As Yao Yun spoke, a blood blade of ten thousand soldiers popped out of his fingers, and two pieces of meat were immediately peeled off from his body when he looked at his flesh.

"Yeah ~"

It was extremely happy to see the flesh swaying left and right!

Yao Yun simply stopped talking and focused on cooking!

After enjoying the magical object, Yuan was exhausted and his body was decayed. Yao Yun, who was weak, quickly cheered up again, and a trace of vitality flowed all over his body, covering his body's deficit.

One hour later, Yao Yun added another batch of treasures that strengthened the foundation and cultivated the essence, and his condition returned to his peak.

It is still one-third short of the size of the Jiuli Demon God's body!

So, Yao Yun went into practice again.

If you practice without Jiazi, you will never know the year after the cold is over.

Yao Yun has been in seclusion since autumn and practiced in the underground palace day and night.

From the golden view to the autumn wind disappearing;

From heavy snow to melting ice and snow;

Time flies, and the seasons start from autumn to winter, from winter to spring.

One day, within the territory of Xiguo, swords, spears, halberds, axes, halberds, bows and crossbows, and they were all incomprehensible, but they actually happened, silently.

In the underground palace of Xidu Royal Palace, Yao Yun sat cross-legged on the cushion, with a peaceful face and a satisfied look on the corner of his mouth:

"This time, I have control over it and finally made no big noise!"

After several months of hard refining and fusion, Yao Yun finally subdued the third God-killing Flying Knife in his body and integrated it into his body.

The previous two fusions can help the artifacts to grow successfully. Either the weapons are clamoring in various places, or the weapons in Xidu are rising into the sky, and every time they make a big noise.

This is certainly a manifestation of the supernatural power [Ten Thousands of Soldiers Return to the Lord] showing ferociousness and extraordinary vision, but this is also a manifestation of Yao Yun's lack of control.

This time, Yao Yun and Chiyou's magical body were small, and they were shortlisted, and they truly had the atmosphere of "soldier leader".

A thought arises, thousands of soldiers obey orders, hiding and keeping motion to the minimum, and if the master does not notice it, ordinary Qi Refiners will not notice any abnormalities in their weapons.

Of course, the third artifact that has successfully integrated is not just the only effect!

First, the body is extremely powerful!

Previously, Yao Yun was invincible in his physical body below the fifth grade and could not bear the magical powers and techniques of the fifth grade Qi Refiner. However, at present, even ordinary fifth grade Qi Refiner cannot break Yao Yun's defense.

Secondly, the blood blade of ten thousand soldiers is even more sharp. Once the God-killing Flying Knife is unsheathed, ordinary fifth-grade Qi Refiners cannot resist it.

If Yao Yun returned to the third son who was fighting in the southern barbarians a year ago, Yao Yun could easily defeat him.

If the Emperor's son Qi fails to break through the mid-stage of the fifth grade, Yao Yun will be confident to beat him easily, plus the third son!

Of course, Yao Yun didn't know what power he could reach after Chiyou's magic and demon body was small. After all, it was difficult to draw a conclusion without any rival comparison.

Just as Yao Yun and Chiyou's demon body were in his ears, a rumbling sound suddenly broke out.

A thunder fell from the sky and slashed into the underground palace!

The power of the sky is so powerful that it is unrivaled. The sky thunder falls. Even if there is a formation outside, there are still thunder rolling into the underground palace, and thunder is everywhere.

"Damn it, I'm struck by lightning! No, Gu is not a god through tribulation, so where did the heavenly thunder tribulation come from? Chiyou's demon god's body is just a small success. Will he be struck by lightning? It's not written in the book!"

Yao Yun directly started to thrust, and after careful consideration, he immediately denied the possibility of being struck by lightning.

With a sweeping mind, Yao Yun quickly realized a strange situation - the vital energy of heaven and earth around him swept across, magnificent, like a storm.

"Someone has broken through. Judging from the movement, it seems that he is a fifth-grade Fenggong realm powerhouse!"

A look of surprise suddenly appeared on Yao Yun's face, and two joys came!

The people in the palace are all close to him, and if someone breaks through, it will naturally be a great joy.

Thinking of this, Yao Yun left the magical object and hurried out of the underground palace.

As soon as he left the underground palace, Yao Yun was a little stunned.

A giant beast with a height of ten feet and three feet long appeared at the gate of the underground palace. He was bathed in dark purple thunder, and his tail was swung, and the sky thunder filled with destructive power cut through the sky. There was no dull explosion in the air.

Above the sky, a thick purple thunder entangled the prehistoric beast like a long whip, continuously pouring in the heavenly thunder filled with destructive power.

If an ordinary Qi Refiner breaks through the fifth grade and suffers this disaster, he will have died long ago, or at least he will be dying and wailing in pain.

However, the prehistoric giant beast in front of me is extraordinary.

It should have been baptized by thunder and wailed with pain and wailing without any pain, but seemed to be very enjoyable, holding its head up and stretching its body, like a spring breeze, not making a pleasant call.
Chapter completed!