"Are you a little liar?" Even Qing Muer, who was used to yelling, was frightened to the extreme of his voice at this time.

"How could I get something wrong with such an important thing?"

Xiao Yan gave Qing Muer a look of "Don't worry", but Qing Muer was still puzzled.

"Hu——" It was not until this time that Nan Erming woke up, wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did he realize that his legs were shaking so hard that he could not even move his steps.

"I'm afraid it's not so terrifying to face death." Nan Erming felt an indescribable fear in his heart, but he immediately thought of Ziying, and his whole body was as nervous as a stone, and his legs were as heavy as if filled with lead.

If he could choose, Nan Erming would rather Xiao Yan let him practice than Ziying.

Only Zhen Ni, Qing Haoran and Le Shaolong had calm smiles, because they believed that Xiao Yan would make Ziying practice with Xiao Yan, and they believed that Xiao Yan would not ruin the appearance of a girl who regarded it as life for her own power.

"Hahaha, don't worry, you're scared." Xiao Yan laughed loudly, "This fighting skill has been improved and the level has not changed. However, removing the disgusting corpse qi cultivation method will not have any impact on appearance, and there will be no need for skulls, and there will be no yin-deep qi."

"I'll just say that, how could Mr. Xiao be so cruel to us?" Nan Erming patted his chest, not paying any attention to Qing Haoran and Zhen Ni's pupils shrinking suddenly after hearing Xiao Yan's words, and completely neglecting how shocking it is to improve a world-class advanced fighting skill.

The purple shadow, like a wooden stake, seemed to be awakened in a dream, and her eyes seemed to have just been withdrawn from a distant place. She grabbed her soft hair with her hands and pulled it. Her expression was no less than the ecstasy of escaping from death.

"Nan Erming, you obviously have something wrong with your heart. You were almost suffocated just now." Xiao Zhan hit Nan Erming and asked immediately in confusion, "But Mr. Xiao, since this fighting skill is harmless, isn't it more suitable for Nan Erming in terms of attributes? Why is it said to be tailor-made for Ziying?"

"Oh, removing the corpse gas and removing the poison gas is naturally not suitable for Nan Erming." Xiao Yan said slowly, "After improving it, it is more suitable for Ziying's physique, or this fighting technique is improved for Ziying."

"Why?" Qing Muer asked in surprise.

Xiao Yan suddenly looked proud and said, "You don't know, I know that soon, Ziying's physique is a rare constitution that is rare in ten thousand years or even ten thousand years." Then he repeated what Mr. Zhan said from beginning to end.

"I'm not dreaming, am I? So my combat power will multiply after it stimulates the physique?" Zi Ying was stunned as if she had taken root, and she couldn't believe it was true.

"Ziying may be the strongest killer among us in the future." Feng Feng sighed bitterly. He was originally the most lethal in Xiao Yan's team, but he will be replaced by Ziying in the future. The man's self-esteem suffered a small blow at this moment.

"We should be happy for Ziying." Xiao Zhan was straightforward and was the first to applaud.

"Super pressure." Nan Erming clapped, and while being happy for Ziying, the idea of ​​becoming stronger grew like wild grass after the spring rain.

Qing Mu'er plucked her palms twice and walked to Ziying who was still stunned. She shook her hand in front of Ziying's eyes. When Ziying woke up, she said with a smile: "Don't be stunned, it's true. Hehe, Ziying's sister is so lucky, congratulations."

"Congratulations to Ziying." Zhen Ni first smiled at Ziying and said, then changed her tone to Xiao Yan, "Mr. Xiao, can't that fighting skill be improved by you, right?"

Zhen Ni's words woke everyone up from joy. Yes, what is the concept of improving a world-level advanced fighting technique?

How high is the cultivation level of a person who improves this fighting skill? I’m afraid it’s ridiculously high, isn’t it amazing?

"I don't have that ability." Xiao Yan shivered when everyone saw him, and shrank his shoulders with guilt, and hesitated in distress, but this..."

"Brother, don't be nervous. We won't continue to ask who improved it." Qing Haoran said with a hint of cunning with a hint of cunning, "But we have always wanted to ask you, what does that person have to do with you?"

Xiao Yan was grateful for everyone's failure to ask questions and said with a wry smile: "Brother, Zhen Ni, brothers, I'm really sorry. I can't disclose the situation of that master yet. I can only say that he has been helping me since I came to Doudi Continent."

I had long guessed that there might be a master behind Xiao Yan, but I didn't expect that Qing Haoran would be so cheated. There were really, and they were not ordinary masters. They all opened their mouths and couldn't speak.

Xiao Yan knew that everyone would react after he said it, but he didn't expect that the reaction was so great. He rubbed his hands nervously, and after drinking two big mouthfuls of water, he quickly "cough cough" and said, "I said Ziying, if you want to achieve the best effect in this fighting technique, you must go to an extremely yin place."

"The place of extreme yin? Where can I find it?" Everyone was immediately shocked by Xiao Yan's change of topic and began to search in their minds in confusion.

Seeing everyone thinking hard, Xiao Yan was a little proud: "Don't bother, I have found the extremely yin land."

"Finished?" Everyone was stunned when they heard this, looked at each other, and suddenly became ecstasy with their distressed expressions.

"Well. It's where I was chased by the three men in black from the Shadow League."

"Oh my god, that coincidence?" Although Xiao Zhan is big and thick, I have to say that he is indeed the most 38th among men. His desire to speak far exceeds that of women. Even the surprise like Ziying couldn't catch up with Xiao Zhan's speed when he wanted to say something.

"Mr. Xiao, you are really a lucky star." Xiao Zhan swallowed, "You can find a treasure land when you are chased; go find the secret method of resurrection, get the heaven-defying pill; fight a battle with the leader of the Medicine Clan. Not only did you not make enemies, but you were taken as your disciple by the leader of the Medicine Clan, allowing you to enter the holy land of others' training; you will enter the third level of the Heart Inquiry Hall, which is almost dead, and you will encounter a strong man with high cultivation and very idiotic cultivation to help you see the half-step realm above the emperor's realm... I especially want to ask, do you have any secret method to make luck better?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Xiao Zhan's series of uninterrupted continuous bead cannons blew everyone up to look at each other, and Xiao Yan also scratched his head awkwardly.

"The little liar's luck is so good." Qing Mu'er's eyes flickered, Qiu Shui looked at Xiao Yan with her eyes full of envy.

"Luck also requires strength to support it. If he did not have enough strength, he would have died in the assassination of the Dan Palace and the Shadow Alliance, and the luck would have disappeared later." Qing Haoran smiled loudly, "What's more, luck is also part of his strength."

Seeing everyone nodding in recognition, Qing Haoran stopped smiling and his expression became serious: "Brother, you are about to go into seclusion. Brother, solemnly reminds you that in the Doudi Continent, there are many outstanding geniuses. Perhaps the halo of them is not as dazzling as that of the peerless geniuses, but it does not mean that they are not outstanding, so you must not be proud. Be careful after entering the illusion, and everything is based on the principle of coming out alive."

"Xiao Yan remembers the words of his elder brother." Xiao Yan's heart was trembling, thinking of a genius like Yao Lingzi. A single word may not pose a threat to him, but if it reaches a certain number, he will not be able to get it.

Seeing that everything that should be given to the instructions was arranged, Zhen Ni handed Xiao Yan a ring: "There are all four-star magic cores in this place, which are just right for you to absorb now. Just concentrate on seclusion, we will take care of the affairs in the mansion. In addition, if Xiao Qi comes out of seclusion, I will explain to her, don't worry, I'm there."

Zhen Ni reluctantly urged Xiao Yan to practice quickly. After all, entering the blood cave of killing is a matter of life and death. The more preparation you have, you will have more confidence.

"Well, you'll have to worry."

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Close the heavy door of the practice room, Xiao Yan looked at the sparse blue-yellow tree on the branch in the middle of the yard, took a light breath, eliminated all kinds of distractions in his heart, sat down cross-legged, took out a large number of four-star magic cores from the ring, arranged the absorption array, and then looked at the nose, the nose, and the mouth, and the heart, and soon entered the absorption of both things and me.

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To absorb the source energy of the Emperor in the four-star magic core from the later stage of the four-star magic core, the number of magic cores required is huge, and it takes a long time. In a flash, thirty years have passed.

Snowflakes flying in the sky made the big tree full of "pear blossoms", decorating the entire yard into a silver world. Xiao Yan, who was sitting cross-legged in the yard, had already become a snowman, motionless.

Suddenly, a powerful fighting spirit squirted out from Xiao Yan's body, and the ice and snow covering his body splashed everywhere. The debris of magic cores on the ground, which immediately flew up like willow catkins or reeds, covering Xiao Yan's figure in it, leaving only a pair of eyes as bright as stars.

After a long time, Xiao Yan stood up, stood in the wind, feeling the thick Dou Qi flowing around his body, and then gathered in his dantian in an orderly manner, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I thought it would take forty years to break through, but I didn't expect that my body strength would become stronger and even absorb the magic core much faster. It took only thirty years to break through." He reached out and picked up a piece of crystal snowflakes, and watched the elves in winter melt quietly in his hands, Xiao Yan smiled, "There are still twenty years left, and it's just right to practice fighting skills."

He walked towards the big tree, and Xiao Yan, who was at the peak of the four-star peak, looked a little heavier in the snowflakes dancing all over the sky. Every step was very similar to every period of time he had walked on the Doudi Continent, and was engraved with unexplainable traces.

The ancient ruler of the sky fire came out of the sky and was suspended in front of Xiao Yan, but Xiao Yan did not take a look. He just stared at the falling snow in front of him, thinking about how to integrate the next step of "Thousand-Foot Thousand-Foot Shadowless" to break through the unity of 666 feet.

However, the way of fusion is getting more and more difficult. Xiao Yan stood there and thought for seven days, and was still confused about how to break through.

During the seven days, the wind blew harder and the snow became denser and denser, like continuous white curtains hanging between the sky and the earth.

"The snowflakes are more than tens of millions, but in the end they will condense on the earth and turn into ice." Xiao Yan seemed to have some touch, "Can I understand that falling snow is like a ruler, and the ever-changing changes are just to lay the last foot?"

As soon as he realized something, Xiao Yan held the Tianhuo Ancient Ruler in his hand and followed his feet to move, and after 666 feet, he merged into one foot for the first time.

Although it is only one foot longer, its power is obviously much greater than that of 666 feet. The air around it is "crackling" and its powerful destructive power makes people feel palpitations.
Chapter completed!