Genius can only be friends with geniuses. In Feng Wuyou's eyes, Xu Yifeng, a level nine evolver, cannot be considered a genius. It can be foreseeable that Xu Yifeng can only be level nine in his life, and there is no hope for the tenth level holy realm in this life.

It can be seen whether an evolutionist can be promoted to the tenth level holy realm at level eight. At all levels ten, note that all levels ten are at level eight, and they realize their own realm at level nine before comprehension. Then he is looking for death, no one of them succeeds anyway.

When a genius is promoted to level 8 to level 9, he is following his own path of domain, while for someone like Xu Yifeng, who is promoted to level 9, he is following his own path of power. This is simply a difference between heaven and earth, and it is incomparable.

Meeting Yun Luo is Feng Wuyou's lifelong happiness.

Suhang can be regarded as Feng Wuyou's friend, but it is hard to make friends with each other. Suhang is a proud person, and Feng Wuyou is a person without pride. This essential difference makes Suhang and Feng Wuyou always have a gentleman's friendship as light as water.

But Yun Luo is different, and he is different from all the evolvers in the Black Realm. He comes from the doomsday world.

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It was like the soul sorrow of a female ghost, like the ghost's magic sword. In that moment, the light shone brightly throughout the night sky. The eleventh Japanese dog's body shattered into powder, leaving no drop of blood, and its whole body turned into ashes!

Feng Wuyou stood on the roof of the Japanese consulate with loud police, smiled with Yun Luo, who was standing three meters away, and said softly: "Share the scenery equally, wait for West Lake."

After leaving, Feng Wuyou knew that he could not hide it from Suhang when he ran back to Sihai City, and it was not easy to turn around and leave. He could only helplessly go to meet and chat with Suhang, and also help Yunluo to cover up. The promise was worth a thousand gold, which was for Feng Wuyou.

Yun Luo sneaked into the night and disappeared in a blink of an eye. With this test, Yun Luo took out eight points of power, and felt that Shangfeng Wuyou also had eight points of power. It is not surprising that the two people were tied. The winner was originally in the hands of two people. As long as one person had a thought and added a force to win, it would win, but that was meaningless.

As I was far away, I could still hear an 8th-level evolver from the Sakura Imperial Court roaring angryly. He could understand Japanese. It felt a bit pleasant to do bad things with the guy with the background.

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Although I have never personally experienced the Soul Shang power of the level 5, three-star and eight-level combat power of the Sun Will Feng Wuyou, Yun Luo has a wide range of knowledge in the Doomsday World and deeply knows that this is a super terrifying superpower. If Feng Wuyou can become level 10, then Soul Shang will survive and have an energy-based body, which is another level 10.

According to the scientific divine religion in the Doomsday World's study of the supernatural power of Soul Sorrow, the soul fluctuations in Soul Sorrow are actually a small part of Feng Wuyou's own soul. I just don't know what principle I used to naturally divide a small piece. The Creator is so magical that he can always create something that even the evolvers can only shout unscientific.

Yun Luo knew even more that the most terrifying thing about Soul Shang is that he can merge with Feng Wuyou. Then there will be two Feng Wuyou. His meow has a huge combat power, which is not twice as much. Just like Yun Luo has a little more strength, his combat power must be stronger and cannot be calculated using specific data.

According to Yun Luo's guess, if Feng Wuyou exploded his trick at the bottom of the box and combined with Hun Shang into one, his combat power may soar to the ninth level, which is a real bunker. But it can be imagined that the combination of Hun Shang into one will definitely not last long, and there will be very terrifying sequelae. Feng Wuyou will probably become a useless person for a while.

But Yun Luo is not sure now. After all, the experience of the end of the world is not much the same as that of the earth. Especially in Feng Wuyou's sea of ​​consciousness, there is one-tenth of the mind power and a wisp of will of the level ten demigods and demons. It is impossible for human demons to know the sequelae of Feng Wuyou and Hun Shang to combine them into one. This is obviously intended to save Feng Wuyou's life.

Soul Sorrow is actually Feng Wuyou’s most extreme fantasy about beauty, and he is a feminine himself.

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While Feng Wuyou was strolling to chat with Su Hang, he was still thinking about the sword demon's three feet and nine inches long magic sword with faint starlight. The sword exuded a faint killing aura, which was very pure. Moreover, Feng Wuyou was sure that the magic sword was made from Yun Luo's body, and it should be the sword demon's talented ability.

Unexpectedly, Yun Luo could be promoted to the innate practice of internal physical skills and awakened his innate abilities. There is no need to say more about this start, it is no less inferior to Feng Wuyou's start. The biggest impression left by the sword demon Feng Wuyou was that swordsman was unparalleled in the world, which was born purely for killing.

Hun Shang's speed is a rapid speed that can cross space similar to the power of mind, but in Yun Luo's hand, the demon sword can cut down with one sword, and it can cross space and kill directly like Hun Shang.

Such an opponent can truly make Feng Wuyou burn all over and promote each other. Feng Wuyou suddenly wants to drink and get drunk with Yun Luo with great pleasure. This is what a man does. I think it will definitely be unforgettable for a lifetime.

In the Guoan underground base in Sihai City, Suhang said impatiently to the person on the other end of the liaison: "The Japanese will die if they die. Whatever we do? Do you love to come or not? Explain? Tell that guy, if you want to explain, I will kill him with a thunder. This is the territory of our country, and the rules are set by me. If you don't agree, go to die."

After throwing away the contactor, Suhang touched the Silver Winged Kingdee Baby and sighed: "I also want to kill Sifang happily. Master, I am only sixteen years old, why do you want to trap me in Sihai City?"

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No matter which evolutionary force is, it is always fun to cultivate new rookie evolutionists. Those geniuses who shine brightly among ordinary evolutionists will receive more resources to cultivate carefully, and can even get guidance from the ten-level superpower king.

The Japanese Sakura Imperial Court died in China in one breath, and there were two core seeds. This was an unbearable pain, especially the seventh level, but the only one who got the Sakura Imperial Court trained at level 10th level.

The tenth level exists are trying hard to cultivate the younger evolvers in the Black Domain, just to appear more advanced evolvers, and even more tenth level superpower kings, in order to confront the scientific divine religions of various countries that are becoming more and more powerful. This tenth level superpower king is considering his country and thinking about his black Domain.

After all, they are already level 10, and they are thinking about leaving their names in the black domain. This is the key to why these level 10 are willing to teach and guide those genius evolvers. Who doesn’t want to have a good reputation after death? Killing in the black domain is okay. Which advanced evolver of his meow doesn’t kill people? As long as he has made merit and the black domain, he can leave a good reputation in the history of the black domain.

Level 10 always doesn't want to be killed by the history secretary of the black domain after he died: If a certain level 10 does not do serious business, he will be controlled by the loli for the rest of his life. It is useless for the country and the family, and it is a waste.

Don’t worry, the official history books of the Black Domain are now being made by the Gray Organization. With the tenth levelmen of the Elder Council standing behind, there is no such group of unconventional Moon reporters who dare not write. As long as it is historical facts, the supernatural kings will be silent.

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Yun Luo was too lazy to care about those bad things, so the next day, he got up at six o'clock when it was still Sunday, drove a silver blue van to hug the fragrant and soft five-year-old Loli Shimizu Chiko, and got a sweet kiss from the loli.

After picking up Loli, Yunluo's girlfriend had not yet gotten up, but An Qingju got up and was washing up. Qingshui Tianzi called her sister well and received An Qingju's praise. The red mouse Tangtang ran out from somewhere and jumped into the loli's arms to act coquettishly.

As a cute guy in the house, Tangtang is very smart. He knows that Yunluo likes this loli very much, so Tangtang needs to have a good relationship with the loli in order to get more delicious food and drinks. Well, Tangtang has only a little success.

"Tianzi, let's go and make breakfast for the two sisters." Yunluo felt that holding Loli was stupid and waiting for her sister-in-law to make breakfast for her, so she whispered to Qingshui Tianzi. Anyway, no matter how Loli was doing, her sister-in-law would make delicious breakfast for her, and there was no need to say more about Yunluo. This was the tacit understanding between the two of them for many years.

"Okay, the eldest brother wants to teach Tianzi. Mom likes to eat the rose milk tea made by Tianzi very much." Qingshui Tianzi gently patted her tender hands, and her thin arms that she liked were wrapped around Yunluo's neck, and she was carried downstairs by Yunluo.

After entering the bakery, Yunluo swept the ingredients and decided to make cold cakes with loli: "What we want to make today is cold cakes. Come, sweet. The ingredients we want to get are one quarter of taro, one cup of lotus root powder, and three quarters of fine sugar."

Qingshui Tianzi is only five years old, and she doesn’t recognize many things. Yunluo is looking for them while teaching Loli. It’s fun. Yunluo is also happy: “First cut the taro into short shreds, then put them in a container, add a tablespoon of fine sugar and mix well, pour it into a flat plate with a little oil and spread it flat, then move it into a steamer and steam it for ten minutes, take it out and make it a sweet taro shred for later use.”

Loli helped pour a spoonful of sugar, and Yunluo was reluctant to let the sweets be busy: "Add a cup of cold water and stir the lotus root powder until it melts into lotus root powder water, add half a cup of fine sugar to set aside. Pour two cups of water into the pot and boil, immediately pour it into lotus root powder water and stir it into pieces to set aside. Take a plate with a little depth, pour a little water first, and spread it with plastic wrap."

"Pop in half of the powder, spread it with a scraper with a little oil, spread it with sweet taro shreds, then pour the other half of the powder and apply it evenly. Then move it into a steamer with boiling water and steam it for ten minutes, then take it out and let it cool, then cover it with plastic wrap, and move it into the refrigerator to cool until it is cool. Then take it out and remove it, cut it into appropriately sized blocks to complete."

Yun Luo was lazy and used ice cubes to cool the cold cakes. He also handed a bamboo knife as long as a slap to Qingshui Tianzi. He held his big hand and cut the cold cakes into small pieces with Loli, put them on the plate, then put them in bamboo sticks, and then served them to the third floor.

At this time, An Chuyu was still staying in bed... (To be continued...)
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