"The master is so strong?"

Yan Hai swallowed and said in a low voice.

Only when we reach the seventh level can we be called the peak myth.

Today, most of the ancestors of many overseas shangzong religions are at this level.

In the current era, if you want to unite the field, it is at least something that the mythical warrior of jiuchongtian will consider.

Although it is recorded in ancient books that the myth of the seventh heaven can condense the field, for example, in the last heyday of the yuan Qi tide, there were several proud sons of heaven who gathered the general trend of heaven and earth to condense the micro field at the time of the seventh heaven.

But records are records. Since ancient times, how many mythical warriors have been able to gather in the field of qichongtian?

"Now my only hope is that daoyimen will never send any more people to come here..."

the old Taoist was silent for a moment and sighed.

That's what I said.

Yan Hai was shocked.

According to the old Taoist, Su Qin is the peak myth of the field. Who can do anything for such a terrible existence except for the land immortals that have not been produced for thousands of years?

If daoyimen continue to send people to come here, they will die...

although he and the old Taoist bowed their heads in time to save their lives, it does not mean that Su Qin will definitely bypass other daoyimen's disciples.

What's more, if the disciples of daoyimen collide with Su Qin without thinking, I'm afraid the whole daoyimen will be destroyed...

"in the future, if you find any disciples of daoyimen enter Chang'an City, stop them immediately, then bring them to see the elders, to prove that daoyimen have no intention of collision." The old Taoist looked like Zheng, and said.

"Good."

Yan Hai ordered a little God and said solemnly.

When he was enslaved by Su Qin, Yan Hai still had a glimmer of hope in his heart. He felt that in the future daoyimen would communicate with Su Qin and "redeem him.".

But now, Yan Hai has completely died of this heart. Su Qin is so powerful that Tao Yi can't wait to send his disciples to please him. How can he be "redeemed"?

"However, following the master, I'm more advanced than one door."

Yan Hai thought in his heart, and his spirit was suddenly shocked.

Although his life and death are between Su Qin's thoughts, Su Qin never asks for anything too much, and even occasionally gives some advice on his practice.

If you put it overseas, it's enough to make a group of masters of mythical martial arts blush. Let alone being enslaved, they are willing to be oxen and horses.

"Hum."

"How do you human beings know the means of adults?"

Next to green hill shallow heart sneer. She has served Su Qin on Yingzhou island for such a long time. Naturally, she knows that Su Qin is not only a mythical warrior, but also has some connection with the legendary three legged Jinwu.

Although Su Qin once explicitly denied that he was not a three legged Jinwu, in Qingqiu's shallow view, even if Su Qin was not a pure blood three legged Jinwu, he certainly had the blood of the most powerful beast three legged Jinwu, and was still close to pure blood.

This is a beast!

The fire system is the most powerful beast with three feet. Can it be compared with the mythical warrior?

A true adult with three feet can incarnate in the sun, burn the sky and cook the earth. Even the world at his feet is enough to burn, let alone some creatures.

"However, the master has something to do with sanzujinwu. It should be a big secret and should never be revealed."

Green hill shallow thought ups and downs, thought quickly.

...

time goes by.

In the twinkling of an eye, the past few months.

Underground, above the towering hall.

After months of hard work, Su Qin's breath is more profound than that of a few months ago, especially the huge stone figure looming behind. The light spot on the edge is only a little bit short of lighting up completely.

All of a sudden.

Just then.

It seems to have reached a certain qualitative change.

A bright spot on the edge of the stone map suddenly blooms. It is indistinct that a three legged bird, which looks like a big sun, spreads its wings. The terrible power of fire almost melts the towering hall.

"After nearly a year's hard work, dalitu has finally begun..."

Su Qin slowly opened his eyes, and in the deep of his eyebrows, a flame mark flashed faintly.

After returning to Chang'an City for a few months and Yingzhou island for a year, Su Qin spent all his check-in opportunities on the cathode city of the demon cave world to check in the fire magic pill for the cultivation of dalitu.

"It seems that my body is going to be refined by the power of fire, but the author's two chapters are 6000 words, which is equivalent to the three chapters of other authors, so it should not be less ~ ~ ~

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