Martial Peak

The old man surnamed Cheng was killed by a blow, and Haiwan, who had escaped from the robbery, was like a funeral dog at this moment. He rushed to attack Yang Kai.

Yang Kai glanced at him faintly, his body did not move, and the giant sword that annihilated the old man of Cheng’s name was turned into a rope, and the sacred bones caught up with Haiwangu, let him escape and do not dare, directly Bound.

Yang opened the hook, and the rope that bound Hai Wangu dragged him back spiritually.

"This is a secluded lock?" Yang Kai asked again to the saint of the nine-day holy place.

"Yep!"

"Interesting, why do I suddenly master these spirits?" Yang opened suspiciously looking at her. "And, my power of consciousness seems to have strengthened a lot. What have you done to me?"

"Will these be said later?" The virgin's eyes flashed, and some did not want to answer.

Yang Kai was slightly decapitated and did not ask.

Yang Kai has never touched the two spirits that he has just displayed, but he can use these two strokes freely and master the mystery of it, just like practicing for a long time.

It is impossible for me to know this for no reason. The only explanation is that the woman has just moved her hands and feet.

Her look, like directly instilling these two tricks into Yang Kai, let him know all kinds of subtleties in a flash.

Moreover, the power of the gods displayed by Yang Kai is not very powerful. At most, it can only be matched with Haiwangu. They can be used by this saint, but they are not powerful but they can pass the old man. One hit and kill.

Yang happy in doubt, full of doubts!

"What are you going to do with this person?" asked the woman, pointing to the bundled Haiwangu.

"What can I do?" Yang Kaixiao laughed, and the rope tied to Haiwangu suddenly burned. In the screams of desperation and despair, the spirits of Haiwangu were burned and burned, and even the dregs were not left.

In the whole court of the gods, only the saints of Yang Kai and the nine-day holy land were left.

Faced with each other, under the eyes of Yang Kai's gaze, the saint seems to be somewhat uncomfortable, and her eyes are hiding.

"What is your name?" asked Yang Kai.

"An Linger... What about you?"

"Zhang San!"

An Linger’s pretty face is green. Yang Kai’s attitude of perfunctory really aggravated her. But because of the identity is not good, only secretly angry.

"Now can tell me, what did you do just now?" Yang Kai asked, "you seem to be very strange."

"Do you have to know?" An Linger licked his red lips, and Yang Kaizheng nodded. "If I don't figure it out, how do I know if it hurts me?"

"You can rest assured that this is absolutely harmless to you. And I have no motivation to harm you."

"I still hope to make it clear."

"Okay!" An Linger took a deep breath. "Since you insist on this, I can tell you."

After she said it, she fell silent. It seemed to be sorting out the words. After a while, she continued: "We should know something about our nine-day holy place. Every saint is a saint who goes out to find it. We pass some special The way to find the right person, if passed the test, then it will become the next saint of the Holy Land, as to what kind of way to find, please forgive me, can only tell you, this practice with me related!"

Yang Kai slightly decapitated.

"I must have heard of it, the Lord is looking for it. Everything is done. The qualifications are also very different, but once you enter the Holy Land and become the Lord, you will be reborn and achieve extraordinary greatness. This is with us. Women also have a lot to do with it."

"Oh? How do you say this?"

"We are born to be the Lord's furnace! Everything that is cultivated, everything that is in control, is prepared for the Lord, find him, bring him back to the Holy Land, and take everything he has learned in these years, Instilled in him, this is the value of the existence of our saints. Moreover, because there is more than one saint in the Holy Land, the benefit that the Lord can receive is very great, which is why every saint has a thorough knowledge. That is because he is not a person practicing, depending on the number of saints, maybe three or five people are helping him to practice together, or seven or eight people are helping him to practice. These people are all his The benefits of the cultivation are all owned by him. It is difficult to cultivate in this way, and the Holy Lord of the Holy Land is not strong."

"So amazing?" Yang Kai was shocked.

"This is the secret of the Holy Land. Don't tell me about it." An Linger warned seriously.

"Reassure, my mouth is very strict." Yang nodded, and thought: "So, the reason why I will master the spirit of your nine-day holy land is entirely because of what you have learned." Instilled in me?"

"Well, what you master is that I am proficient. The holy girl does not kill one person before, but she can use this special way to assist the Lord, and the benefits we bring to the Lord are not limited to these. Just now you feel When I arrive, with my help, your power will become stronger."

Yang Kai’s expression can’t help but be weird: “I’m not the Lord? How can you use it for me?”

An Linger sighed and sighed, biting the red lips: "Although I don't want to admit it, you probably have the qualification to become the Lord."

"What a joke?"

"Really. I just wanted to help you to upgrade your soul strength, so that you can fight with the two people, and you don't have the idea of ​​instilling the Holy Land. But I don't know why you realized it. I asked you, you just now. Comprehend a few magical skills?"

"That's the two tricks!"

"The two tricks are already very difficult. Even if we have the help of our saints, it is not so easy for the Lord to understand the magic of the Holy Land. It is very likely that he will try many times before he can thoroughly master a certain skill. You can comprehend the two tricks in a flash, and this has already explained the problem." An Linger looked like a face.

Yang Kai’s eyes turned and turned: “How many tricks did you master?”

"Nine tricks!" An Linger smiled slightly: "Want to learn?"

"Whatever!" Yang Kai is undecided, and he is not very interested.

"I can give you everything I have, but there is a condition you have to promise me."

Yang Kai’s face sank, and he least liked people to bargain with himself.

"When I go back to the Holy Land, it will not only be up to me to help you with the top, but my other three sisters will also work together, and you will grow up in the shortest possible time."

"You want me to go back to you as a holy Lord?" Yang opened his mouth and grinned.

"Yes! I feel that I have found the right person, although... you are a bit annoying." An Linger said truthfully.

"Not interested!" Yang Kaihe smiled and shook his head slowly.

"You..." An Linger's apricot eye stool, a pair of surprised look, did not expect Yang Kai actually refused so simply.

The Lord of the Nine-day Holy Land, who does not want to be, the twenty or thirty islands occupied by the seven alliances are very lively, and the foreign warriors are not like the rivers, not all expecting the saints to see themselves? ? Once you are seen, it is a step into the sky!

Wherever An Linger goes, every place is like the island on this side, young and old, full of people.

But now, when she took the initiative to make this request, she was actually rejected! An Linger can't help but feel that it is not really real. Just like being in a dream, he looks at Yang Kai in a foolish way and can't speak.

"I want strength, I will cultivate myself, what do you do with your woman?" Yang Kai sneered, "Isn't that just eating soft rice?"

"Are you still not sure what benefits you can get as a saint?" An Linger frowned. "Becoming the Lord does not only mean that you will become the hegemon of the world in the future, but also that you will get big. What most people can't get in their lifetime, wealth, reputation, status, beauty, what is there?"

"Do you also include you?" Yang Kai looked at her evilly.

An Linger’s expression was a bit unnatural, but he nodded quickly: “Yes, I was originally the Lord’s stove, not only me, but also my three sisters, as long as you think, you are Whatever we do, we will not resist, you can enjoy the best of all!"

"It's very tempting!" Yang opened his mouth and looked at the obscene expression, which seemed to be a heartbeat.

"then you……"

"Don't go!" Yang Kai sneered, changing his face faster than flipping the book, shaking his head and saying: "There must be a loss, becoming a great advantage for the Lord. Is it necessary to pay the price?"

An Linger's pretty face changed slightly and stared at him deeply. He sighed softly: "Yes, there is a rumor in the Holy Land. Although there is no basis, I think that should be the price that the Lord needs to pay!"

"tell me the story!"

"Every holy Lord does not live long... It seems that the one who lived the longest is only three hundred years old."

The nine-day holy land is a big force. The Holy Lord has so many sacred women who are the best in the field. The strength is definitely going to be rapid. I am afraid that it will take no more than a few decades to reach the level of the three levels.

Entering the Holy Trinity, it has already surpassed the mortal level, and its life expectancy will be greatly extended. It only lasts for three hundred years, and it is obviously a sign of some death.

Even the super-three layers of certain forces can live for hundreds of years.

When he heard that he had to pay such a price, Yang Kai had no idea about the so-called Lord. For three hundred years, it seems to be very long, but for the strong pursuit of martial arts, it is just a slap in the face.

Yang Kai believes that if you don't do what the Lord, after three hundred years, you must have lived well, maybe you are traveling with Su Yan and the younger sister, and you are free, and you will be able to make a living for the sake of this small profit. .

"But if you think about it, you can enjoy the glory of a lifetime when you pay these prices. This is something that many people can't pursue in their lifetime." An Linger also wants to persuade.

Yang Kai chuckled: "After thirty years, I will be on an equal footing with your Lord."

"Thirty years..." An Linger looked at him shockedly. "Your tone is not that big." (To be continued.)