Chapter 563

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In silence, Yang Feng heard his crazy cultivation method, his eyes trembled a little, and immediately waved his hands in righteous words: "Since ancient times, no one has died, and one day can live. Brother, don't take life and death so seriously. Even if I will be killed by that assassin in the future, I will never drink this molten iron in order to become stronger. I'm just an ordinary person, not Xiao Yan. I have a great hatred and bear humiliation. I'm easy to be satisfied and can't stand hardship. I'd rather die comfortably than live Suffer. Your plan, don't participate, bye! "

With that, Yang Feng wanted to run away.

"Soul robe, catch him!"

When his face sank, the holy ancestor drank lightly.

Whew!

As soon as he dodged, the soul holy robe came to Yang Feng and fastened him from behind.

Yang Feng was in a hurry and scolded: "bah, whose magic weapon are you? Dare to catch your master? Let me go, do you hear me?"

There was no movement, and the robe held him firmly.

"I'll go and kill you. Ice lotus in the center of the earth, freeze this dead robe for me!" Yang Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at the ice lotus in the center of the earth and roared.

But the ice lotus in the center of the earth didn't move at all. It floated quietly in the air and didn't seem to listen to him.

Yang Feng immediately scolded angrily, "shit, they all turned back, didn't they? Unexpectedly, none of them listened to my orders?"

"They don't listen to your orders, but for your own good!"

At that time, the emperor came to him in a leisurely way, and laughed with a smile. "These magic weapons at the prefecture level are absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, the spirit of heaven and earth, and the gifts of spirituality. They understand what I have just said, and know that my plan is not harmful to you. How can you not understand?"

"Elder brother, it's not that I don't understand, but that I don't want to suffer that crime. I'm here to travel. I agreed to give me a full-level account and be happy in the game world. Why should I swallow different fires and suffer from burning like Xiao Yan? I don't want to become stronger. I just want to travel and have fun. Who provokes who, alas."

Yang Feng shook his head and sighed, but the holy ancestor patted him on the shoulder again and advised him: "if you come, you can be at ease. Who let you go to a world where the strong are respected? The full-level account of a simple mage can only cope with these ten Empires at most. If you go to another level..."

"I won't go, OK? I'll nest in these ten empires and be my human village head. I don't want to see any positive gods, evil gods and evil gods, all right?"

"No!"

With an unprecedented solemnity, the holy ancestor shook his head and said seriously, "as you are, you will see them sooner or later. The interest competition between God and God can't escape. Besides, you have to help me revenge. Even if you want to quit, I won't let you quit."

"The holy robe of the soul, pour him the molten iron."

Then the holy ancestor gave orders to the flame robe.

The robe heard that even if the flame suspended in the air not far away, holding the steaming molten iron, slowly floated over and approached Yang Feng.

Yang Feng's eyes burst and his heart was shocked. He immediately shouted, "wait, don't go too far. Believe it or not, I'll change the size and beat you to death!"

"Do you believe I'll kill you before you change the size?"

"What?"

Yang Feng was surprised and looked at the holy ancestor strangely, but he saw that there was no half temperature in the old brother's eyes, only endless indifference. It seems that what he just said is not joking, but serious.

He glared at him fiercely. At this time, the holy ancestor no longer beat and quarrel with him as usual, like a big brother, but really showed the momentum of the superior, and shouted in an indisputable tone: "Boy, I solemnly warn you that the time between account switching is up to three seconds. If you dare not follow my training plan, I'll let you leave the world completely before you officially restore your divine status. Don't you prefer to die rather than suffer this sin, then I'll let you die comfortably."

"No, man. We are the only villagers in the world. I know you best. I'm the only one who can talk to you about Jin Yong, games and hometown culture and history. Don't you have to treat me like that?"

Yang Feng was about to cry when his face was shriveled.

The holy ancestor looked at him coldly and said with a sneer, "you are the only hope I've waited for tens of thousands of years. As a result, it's strange that you can make you die now. In short, you have two ways now. Either do as I say, or be a ghost like me. Accompany me, hum!"

When his face was stiff, Yang Feng frowned deeply, stared at his stubborn face and couldn't speak.

The holy ancestor sighed and winked at the holy robe, and the holy robe continued to pour the piece of molten iron into Yang Feng's mouth.

As soon as Yang Feng saw it, he was in a hurry and shouted, "wait, take it easy and slow down. Can you cool it and give me a drink... Ah!"

Hiss!

It was like pork in boiling water soup. As soon as the hot molten iron touched Yang Feng's lips, even if he melted his whole mouth, everything disappeared, regardless of his tongue and throat.

It was hard for him to believe that he was a God and would one day be subjected to such inhuman torture.

What is Xiao Yan swallowing different fire? Look at us, it's molten iron! That torture is worse than flame barbecue.

Suddenly, Yang Feng's eyes turned white and his spirit was about to collapse.

Fortunately, the holy ancestor awakened his consciousness with strong spiritual power, but this may not be a good thing for him. Because he fainted, at least he didn't care about such pain, but under the stimulation of the great spiritual power of the holy ancestor, he was extremely sober at this time. The pain ten thousand times deep into the bone marrow immediately made his tears dry.

"Don't faint, use all the two skills of forging quickly, and it needs to be hard to make iron!" the holy ancestor roared, and Yang Feng reacted. He immediately thought and made forging and diamond body come out.

Suddenly, the molten iron began to change, no longer flowing from the surface of Yang Feng's body, but began to dip into his body like a nutrient solution.

But even so, the hot temperature is still destroying his physical system.

"Geocentric ice lotus, green jade stick, keep up and restore his body vitality!"

At this time, the holy ancestor roared again, and the two prefecture level magic weapons, the ice lotus in the center of the earth and the green jade staff, immediately came forward, gave their magic powers, and poured the vigorous life force and recovery vitality on Yang Feng.

Yang Feng's flesh melted by molten iron is also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, the molten iron also began to officially integrate with it.

There was even a faint metallic light on the surface of his skin.

Hoo!

With a long breath, Yang Feng suddenly became much refreshing. After all, the cold of ice lotus in the center of the earth cooled him. He was not as painful as before, but he still collapsed. His eyes were black and fainted.

Seeing this, the holy ancestor smiled with satisfaction.

Anyway, he has opened his skills. Even if he faints, it won't hurt. The forging will automatically start forging for him.

The future peerless God of war has finally taken a difficult first step. After having this foundation, it will not be so painful to smelt in the future. Everything is difficult at the beginning, hahaha.

The holy ancestor was looking up at the sky and laughing with joy.

The sun moon star Sanqi waiter, standing on the top of the tree towering into the sky, surrounded Yang Feng in a triangle, guarded around, looked back from time to time, and couldn't stop shivering.

Is the holy ancestor teaching the master some secret skills? It seems that it's very difficult to cultivate. The leader's strength is dizzy. It's really terrible. Tut tut!