Xiao Jin looked at Nie Feng with a strange look on his face. He didn't know when Nie Feng became so fierce.

Nie Feng stepped out and disappeared in an instant. The words "Goodbye with fate" echoed above the city. He himself appeared in the teleportation hall of the county city, using the method of shrinking the ground into an inch.

The teleportation hall is protected by formations, but it has not been damaged.

But at this time, the teleportation hall was in ruins, with traces of being burned by fire everywhere, and the teleportation array was also burned into a ball. It was obvious that the group of men in black had already destroyed this place before snatching the martial arts stele in order to prevent a strong man from receiving a call for help and teleported through the teleportation array.

Nie Feng was not surprised because it was not the first time he encountered this. The last time that ordinary two-star Xuan Xiu, the Xuan Jing of the Pill Transformation Star, came to snatch his martial arts sky monument, was also the teleportation array that was destroyed first. He squatted down, put his hand on the teleportation array that was burned into a ball, closed his eyes and realized it silently. After a while, he circulated the mysterious energy in his body, and the mysterious energy formed a red and golden flame in his palm.

Nie Feng controlled the flame to cover the teleportation array, and the teleportation array slowly recovered, like the time flowing back, or like the creation of Hongmeng. Not long after, the teleportation array returned to its original form under Nie Feng's flame, but it was not over yet, because this level of teleportation array was not what Nie Feng wanted.

He controlled the red and golden flames to flow to several other teleportation arrays that were burned into balls. As soon as the red and golden flames climbed up the teleportation arrays, they turned all the teleportation arrays into liquid. These white jade-like liquids flowed towards the restored teleportation array under Nie Feng's control. As the liquid flowed in, the restored teleportation array gradually grew larger and finally grew four or five times larger.

Nie Feng closed his eyes, and his mental power penetrated into the Tianji Pan in the sea of ​​consciousness, and found the coordinates of Xianyang City, the capital of the Great Qin Kingdom. Then, he inserted this coordinate into the teleportation array he refined. The teleportation array lit up and released dazzling light. A transparent screen appeared in front of Nie Feng, with only one location in the screen, Xianyang.

Nie Feng smiled slightly and pointed to Xianyang. His figure was wrapped in white light. Then, the white light flashed and Nie Feng disappeared into the teleportation array. The Great Qin Empire, Xianyang City. Nie Feng stepped out of the teleportation array and nodded to the person waiting next to the teleportation array.

The man greeted Nie Feng and walked into the teleportation array. The next second, a scream rang out in the teleportation hall: "Why is there an additional coordinate and a teleportation location in this teleportation array?" Nie Feng ignored the exclamation behind him, walked out of the teleportation hall, and looked at Xianyang City through the wall of the urn city.

The first feeling of Xianyang City is not tall and majestic, although it is the highest and majestic among the cities Nie Feng has ever seen. The first feeling of it is heavy, vicissitudes, full of the heaviness of history, and the vicissitudes that come to the face of the prehistoric aura.

This city basically witnessed the rise of the Xuan Realm human race. It can be regarded as the birthplace of the Xuan Realm human race. It is not only the capital of the strongest empire in Xuan Realm, but also the ancestor of many super forces in Xuan Realm in Xianyang. Nie Feng has experienced many reincarnations and has cultivated his cultivation to the supreme realm, and can be compared with Taoist masters and others. The martial thoughts of sentient beings in his body finally condensed into a mysterious word "martial".

More and more people practiced his "God of War" and Nie Feng was therefore called "Martial Master". Not long after, the Taoist Lord invited him to discuss major events and said that he wanted to turn against the sky. They could no longer bear the evil heaven now. The Buddha Lord, the Demon Lord and others were also there. Several people were blood-stricken, waiting for the opportunity to come. Only one day finally arrived, the Taoist Lord's face remained unmoved, Nie Feng's heart was surging, the Buddha Lord silently recited the scriptures, the Demon Lord was also fighting spirit, and the other Taoist Lord also looked serious. The Taoist Lord roared: "The sky is dead, Huang Tian should stand!" The Taoist Lord also shouted: "The sky is dead, Huang Tian should stand!" The Buddha Lord nodded and said: "The sky is dead, Huang Tian should stand!" The Buddha Lord nodded and said: "The sky is dead, Huang Tian should stand!" The Buddha Lord nodded and said: "The ten thousand Buddhas are coming to the sect." Endless Buddha lights flew towards the Buddha Lord, and these Buddha lights are the achievements of Buddhist disciples in their lives.

The vast fluctuations burst out, and there was no doubt that at this moment, several people reached the peak level of the heaven-defying level, and could be called the king of kings! This is the highest level that the human body can reach! "Kill!" Several people shouted in unison and banged towards the Heavenly Dao together. With the roar that shook the heaven and earth, the Heavenly Dao was actually severely damaged and dimmed. "Very good, very good!" The cold and ruthless voice of the Heavenly Dao came.

Several people shouted in unison, "Please take a step first!" Among the few people, the Taoist master was the earliest, and the disciples had the most disciples, so naturally the martial arts thoughts of sentient beings were stronger. The Taoist master smiled and immediately used his martial arts thoughts of sentient beings to go to the cage of the Heavenly Dao. The about to collapse was repaired in an instant, and the Heavenly Dao was trapped here. "Haha..." Tiandao laughed loudly. It was the first time he laughed so happily. He said: "I beg you to close this world, otherwise how can I transform again with your hands. After you destroy, all the earth's power will be transformed into endless resentment in the closed space. It will be my most powerful source of supplementation!"

"I hope you can laugh in the end."

Qin Wu shouted loudly. Then he and the Buddha Lord and others organized all the remaining killing formations and began the ultimate battle. At this moment, all the remaining useful formations or magic weapons soared into the sky and killed the heavenly way. "Everyone will die!" Tiandao shouted mercilessly. "I'll kill you!" The Demon Lord roared, and then burned his essence and blood without hesitation to kill the heavenly way. They knew that even if the heavenly way was severely injured.

But it is still difficult to kill now. If they use their lives to pave the way for future cultivators, "There are all ants under the way of heaven!" The way of heaven shouted ruthlessly, and endless pressure was drifting down, and the devastating divine light enveloped the people below. One after another, one after another, one after another, and one after another, the magic weapon was destroyed. The endless soul shadows disappeared forever.

Finally, apart from the Demon Lord, Qin Wu and others rushed into the Heavenly Dao. A large number of followers below, as well as the Taoist Lord and others' personal disciples, were destroyed in form and spirit. "Fight...Fight...Fight!" The Demon Lord shouted three times in a row, and finally exploded in the Heavenly Dao. He once again severely injured the Heavenly Dao. How heroic this is? Now everyone has understood. Constantly sacrificing their high-level combat power to severely damage the Heavenly Dao is the only way to destroy him!

Although he was sad, the powerful had no tears. They were almost drying their blood. "Amitabha, don't blame me." All the Buddhas said they were not surprised. The blood light appeared, and the Buddha shattered his Buddha's kingdom, smashed the souls of all the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and others under his seat, and fused them into their souls. The Buddha was crazy, and such extreme techniques made him a madman.

He was stimulating himself, he was roaring, howling, and crying, his soul was rapidly aging. Finally, he rushed into the heavenly way. He never came out again... But like the Demon Lord, the heavenly way was completely dimmed a lot. A generation of Buddha Lord died.

"Born for the fight, die for the fight..." The God of War finally rushed into the heavenly way. He shattered his martial thoughts of sentient beings, and made the light of the heavenly way completely dim to the lowest point. "Die, all the earthly people are dead..." Qin Wu cried to the sky sadly. "I... are still alive... so good..." After being self-destructed by the Buddha Lord and all the Buddha's souls, the last severe injury, although the heavenly way was shattered, it was not destroyed, and it gathered its strength again.

"But you will die in the end!" Chen Nan's eyes were already bleeding. "You are the one who depends on you?" Although the way of heaven was almost destroyed, if only one master of heaven was defiant, he could not really destroy him. Qin Wu smiled wildly, "I have experienced countless reincarnations and truly collected all the martial arts of sentient beings. Otherwise, why did they let me complete the last blow?" "Impossible..." "The way of sentient beings destroying the way of heaven!" Chen Nan opened his heart, letting the power of the mud coffin rush out with the power of sentient beings. The power of the vast ocean finally swallowed the way of heaven that fell into the weakest realm.

The gentle spring breeze first arrived at the southernmost end of Lianyun Continent, the Annan Region of the Great Chu State. In Annan City, green has become the main color. The willow trees in the willow forest east of Annan City have shaken off the snow on their bodies and replaced them with brand new willow branches and buds, fresh and cute, making people want to bite it. Now, an old goat is stepping on the trunk with both hooves, stretching its neck, straightening its tongue, trying to pull the willow branches across its eyes and fill it with its mouth and chewing it. It is obvious that the old goat is trying its best to survive, but it is still a little bit short of that willow branch.

What's even more annoying is that at this time a white and tender hand reached over and broke the willow branch cleanly. The old goat was stunned and looked up. A fat little boy about ten years old sat on the branch, holding the willow branch in his hand, sitting on the branch with a wisp of willow branch in his hand and laughed. The little boy's face was red, not sure if it was because the weather was too cold or too happy to laugh. He smiled and narrowed his eyes, the willow branch in his hand swayed left and right, swaying in front of the old goat's face, seducing the poor old goat from his hometown to get angry. It knew that it would not be possible for him to snatch food from the little bastard's hand, so he widened his eyes and shouted angrily at the little boy. "Bao--" The little boy was even more happy when he heard it.

He smiled so hard that his limbs were shaking, his body shook, and suddenly his body trembled. It turned out that he had turned the center of gravity on the branch and almost fell off. "Oh my God!" The little boy's face changed drastically. He instantly reacted, holding the tree trunk with both hands, not daring to move. When the old goat saw the little boy's embarrassing appearance, he seemed to be spiritual, sticking out his tongue, and laughing at the little boy.

"My——" The little boy was immediately angry and immediately sat down. The willow branches in his hand twitched towards the old goat's head, whispering, "I'll let you, an old bastard, scold me, you and your master are not good things!" The willow branches were impartial and pulled the old goat's eyebrows.

The old goat suffered pain and shrank his head to vent his dissatisfaction. "Bao--" Then, the psychic old goat immediately turned his head and ran away happily, not giving the little boy another chance to take action. "Tsk, the vulnerable little boy Zhan Wushao showed a smug smile on his face, as if defeating the old goat was a great achievement. Although it has been ten years since he was reincarnated, the little boy occasionally felt that all this was not true.

In his previous life, as a master of the physiognomy, he practiced the mysterious skills he passed down by his godfather for decades, and finally he practiced a strange atmosphere, but he was useless in the world where technology was the best in his previous life.

As a result, all this breath was consumed in order to save a female policeman who came to cause trouble for him, and he died of bleeding from his orifices. Originally, he thought it was the end of his life, but when he opened his eyes again, he saw a rude man kissing him. Faced with such a terrifying scene, poor he immediately frightened and cried out with a "wow". This is the story of the old master of eating and drinking in his previous life, and the current life when Xiao Wu Tian was born.

"Wu Tian is destined to be an extraordinary child, because he dares to pee his father's face as soon as he is born." This sentence is Wu Tian's father Wu Ying's evaluation of the behavior of his newborn son. Whenever he introduces his youngest son to his friend, he always repeats it with a serious expression.

This evaluation made Wu Tiandan, who was following Wu Ying, hurt for a whole decade, and it was probably going to hurt forever. However, Wu Tian, ​​who was reborn, did have a little different view. In Wu Tian’s opinion, this was also a gift to him by decades of hard work in his previous life. Wu Tian twisted his body and lay steadily on the branches. His originally narrowed eyes opened slightly, and his golden pupils showed up.

Even if you are dozens of meters away, others can feel the majesty contained in the golden eyes. It looks like beast eyes, but not beast eyes. The master of the world said that this is a dragon eyes, a sign of a natural monetary.

When Wu Tian's father Wu Ying heard what he said, he was overjoyed and immediately rewarded the master with a silver ingot. The master's face also bloomed with chrysanthemums, and he turned around and slipped away happily. At that time, Xiao Wu Tian had just turned into a month, and he tried his best to despise his father and the master, and showed his dissatisfaction with all his strength. Unfortunately, these were seen by his mother and misunderstood perfectly.

So Xiao Wu Tian was pulled to feed him. Thinking of these unbearable memories, Wu Tian scratched his hair and opened his mouth unconsciously. He narrowed his eyes again, and the majesty in the golden pupils was once again hidden deeply. In order not to be regarded as an alien, squinting his eyes almost became his habit. However, Wu Tian did not hate these eyes. On the contrary, he liked them very much. Because in these eyes, he felt the mysterious aura he cultivated in his previous life. Perhaps, that mysterious aura did not use up, but accompanied him to this alien world, gathered in his eyes, causing his eyes to change. These eyes have become the proof of Wu Tian's previous life.

"Hey, it's not easy for people to live to this age. I have old arms and legs." The ten-year-old Xiao Wu Tian lay on the trunk of a tree, crossing his legs, and took out a pipe from his arms. One was polished to a smooth body by his palm. It was obvious that it was a pipe that had been used for decades. "Hehe, this thing tastes good!" This was once again taking advantage of the old smoker to do farm work and risking the things he stole from the old smoker. Once the mysterious old smoker was discovered, he would not have the chance to enjoy it.

Although Wu Tian was not good at smoking in his previous life, he still came once or twice occasionally. After ten years of reincarnation, Wu Tian’s family naturally could not let Wu Tian get in touch with this thing, but it was so suffocating Wu Tian. So, Wu Tian could only find a way to steal the guy from the old Yan Gun and secretly enjoy his addiction.

He took out the fire scoop, and the bright flame lit up. Wu Tian quickly put the cigarette holder in his mouth and reached over to light the smoke pot. When he thought of the herbal cigarette made by Lao Yangu, the wonderful fragrance in the smoke, Wu Jutian drooled.

Wu Tian was practicing the so-called lion and tiger fist at the backyard at this time. There was no way, his father got angry, so Wu Tian could only play with him honestly.

The so-called lion and tiger fist is to imitate the actions of lion and tigers. Wu Tian bowed his body and raised his waist, exerted force with all his limbs, like a squatting lion. Then, Wu Tian jumped forward and stretched his body, like a tiger pounced forward.

These movements are just showing off and have no power. The only benefit is that when Wu Tian exercises, the muscles in his body can contract and expand, which is not bad for warming up.

"Oh, my father is superstitious about this Laoshi Lion and Tiger Fist, and he also said that my body was trained by the Lion and Tiger Fist. How could he know that if I hadn't been secretly practicing the Five Animal Play, how could he be as strong as he is now?"

Wu Tian practiced the lion and tiger fist, and his movements gradually deformed, and he turned into the Five Animal Show. His movements were no longer as perfunctory as before, but were careful and serious. From his previous life, Wu Tian had not only practiced Qi, but also practiced the Five Animal Show. After all, the body is the capital to walk the world. Relying on the Five Animal Show, Wu Tian had no illness or disaster in his previous life, which was inevitable.

In this life, since he was able to walk, Wu Tian secretly practiced the Five Animals Play. Until now, Wu Tian’s muscles and bones have developed healthily and perfectly. No matter who touches Wu Tian’s muscles and bones, he will definitely say with his eyes shining: "A martial arts genius!"

Lao Qi and Wu Ying naturally discovered this. This was also the original intention of the two physical practitioners who refused to let Wu Tian practice Qi. Unfortunately, Wu Tian was devoted to practicing Qi and had been entangled with his father for ten years. Until now, except for a healthy and perfect body, he has never made any preparations for his kung fu.

Suddenly, Wu Tian's Wuqin drama stopped because his dragon pupils found that two gases were walking towards the backyard. The person who came was not someone else, but naturally his father and Lao Qi. "Hey, why are you here to find me at this time?"

The reason why he was able to hide his little secret is that these two dragon eyes have many effects. For example, although Wu Tian is separated by a wall and did not hear any sound, he feels two balls of qi. In his eyes, these two balls of qi are as clear and identifiable as a human appearance.

The father's energy was thick and strong, while the elder Qi's energy was feminine and sharp. Now the two of them were restraining their footsteps and quietly walked towards Wu Tian.

"Which is this?" A curious look flashed in Wu Tian's eyes, but since his father was very young, he didn't want him to discover it, Wu Tian would cooperate obediently. The agile and changeable Five Animal Show once again turned into a lion and tiger fist. Wu Tian's seriousness disappeared, but instead turned into a lazy and weak person. If Wu Tian was seriously fighting the lion and tiger fist, his father Wu Ying would probably think that Wu Tian was abnormal when he saw it.

Sure enough, Wu Ying roared angrily into his son's ears and said, "I knew you, a bastard, must have handled the matter. Look at you who are not full!" "Hehe, Dad, I really haven't eaten. If you don't believe me, ask Grandpa Qi, I haven't eaten until now last night."

Wu Tian came back from Lao Yanqiu yesterday and slept all day. Today, he just woke up and encountered a series of things. Now that he was quiet, Wu Tian really felt hungry and Wu Tian’s belly was also very cooperative, so he immediately screamed out.

Wu Ying ignored Wu Tian’s well-founded defense, but still said with a dark face, "Do you still have any reason? I didn’t sleep for three days and three nights on the battlefield, without eating or drinking, and I went to fight to kill the enemy? Are you, little bastard, my son!"

After being scolded by his father, Wu Tian was not angry, but tilted his head and grinned, with eight hundred questions in his heart: "What's wrong with his father today? Did he take gun medicine?" Wu Tian's dragon eyes were able to recognize the qi, and emotions were one of the important reasons that affected a person's popularity. If someone was angry, his qi would quickly flow and condense.

Perhaps a person who is well-educated will not show anger on his face, but a person's anger will not lie. Wu Ying's anger is still as stable as usual, so Wu Tian concluded that his father was not angry at all, even if Wu Ying looked furious on his face and cursed his stupid son.

Seeing that Wu Tian was unmoved, Wu Ying only felt that he was playing the piano at the cow. He didn't understand why his son was so sensitive since childhood, and his pretentiousness could never hide his son.

But this is good. My son will not be cheated by evil people in the future. His father will be relieved. He was filled with relief, but Wu Ying's tone became even more depressed. He sneered and said, "With your attitude, you still want to practice qi?" Wu Tian opened his eyes in surprise when he heard this. "I tell you, as long as I am still your father for one day, then you don't want to practice qi. Unless you betray the monk, there will be no door!"

After hearing what his father said, Wu Tian jumped up and said, "Dad, have you drunk expired beans today? His mind is full of tofu. Wu Ying's eyes widened and said, "Dare you dare to scold your father!"

Wu Tian took his ears and said, "No, Dad, I think you are lucky! Otherwise, after eating stinky tofu, you still don't know what it will become. Will your hair grow?" Lao Qi laughed out loud when he heard this. It turned out that the young master from home was mocking the master for acting like he was not like tofu. His brain was as chaotic as tofu.

"Tsk," Wu Ying spat. He should have thought that in front of his smart son, his acting skills were not even enough to get started. He actually thought that he was obviously a slutty martial artist, so what kind of play he acted in? He just started to do it! Thinking of doing it, Wu Ying grabbed Wu Tian with one of his big hands. Wu Tian looked at him and his face turned pale. The scholar was afraid of encountering something, and he was afraid that he would be right to meet a soldier and would not say anything!

"Mom, you know that your husband is going to kill his own son!" Wu Tian shouted, wanting to run away, but his father, who was not as good as the general level, was immediately pulled up by his collar.

Wu Ying held Wu Tian and put it in front of her face. The two of them looked at the small eyes. Wu Tian smiled embarrassedly and said, "Dad, I mean, your wisdom is condensed and extremely wise. My mind is beans, and your mind is tofu, which is hundreds of times better than my son."

Wu Ying laughed and slapped his son in the ass. "Oh, you really hit me! A manly man, you spank me, how can I see people in the future?" Wu Tian was also a little anxious. How could he be a spanked by how old he is now? "Hmph! Bastard, I will tell you clearly. Now that Qi training is declining, even if your old smoke gun is really a bit itself, I can't live for a few years when he looks like a tuberculosis."

"What should you do when that tuberculosis dies? Let me tell you that learning qi will definitely achieve nothing. Unless you can resist your father and me, I will never let you practice qi!"

Wu Tian sighed deeply. He knew that it would definitely not be wise to learn the spirit. Now Wu Tian is like an ignorant young man in his previous life who pursues his ideals, but is scolded by his elders for not doing his job properly. Although Wu Tian is no longer a child, he is probably older than his father in his heart, but this ideal of pursuing spirit has been born in decades of brewing and becoming more and more profound.

"Dad, my son is also showing off with you today. I must practice qi, no matter whether you want it or not." Wu Ying was really angry when she heard this and said, "Damn it, do you want your father to practice qi?" Wu Tian grinned, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and said, "Don't, dad, why would I not want you? It's not a conflict between practicing qi and you, my father, you are just having trouble!"

"I'm having a quarrel?" Wu Ying pointed at his nose and was immediately amazed and crying. Wu Tian looked serious and said, "Dad, learning martial arts usually starts at the age of thirteen or fourteen. I have three years left before that time, so how can I make a promise with my father?"
Chapter completed!