Chapter 3000

Luo Feng looked at the handsome young man with red lotus feet in front of him and opened his mouth. He couldn't shout out the word "elder".

"You look like this, what should I call you..." Luo Feng stares at juvenile Jiuli, "can't you be realistic?"

"When I was young, it was like this. Besides, I'm a real heavy work. Now it's just the first day of my birth, you call me Little nine. "

Luo Feng, "..."

Xiao Jiu.

This old guy, just the first day of heavy work, is so shameless.

Brazen.

"Little 9、 It's not a good idea Luo Feng called out.

After all, it was someone else's own name.

Young nine Li with the tide a bow hand, "big brother Luo."

Luo Feng, "..."

I have the face to cry out.

This old monster has completely put himself in the position of the first day of rebirth.

Luo Feng took a look at the nine Li holy sword in his hand, hesitated for a moment, or gave the nine Li holy sword to the young Jiuli, "this is your sword, and it can be regarded as the original owner."

Jiuli takes the sword and smiles subconsciously on his face, which has been his partner for thousands of years.

Jiuli's fingers gently crossed the holy knife of Jiuli, and his eyes showed his remembrance, "old man, we can fight side by side again."

The bright blue sword light is dazzling.

Jiuli Shengdao has always been in the process of evolution. Even if it has not recovered to its former peak, the Jiuli Shengdao is also a rare weapon.

Young Jiuli was very happy.

Then, after a while, Jiuli's face was black, and his hands shaking with his holy knife.

Luo Feng a Leng, subconsciously raised his head to look at the sky, "small nine, your rebirth thunder robbery is not over?"

Jiuli raised his head and looked at Luo Feng with sad eyes. After half meeting, he threw Jiuli Shengdao back to Luofeng.

"Xiao Jiu, don't you want it?"

"He won't recognize me as Lord." Jiuli gazed at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng has a feeling of taking love with a knife.

At this time, Luo Feng in the hands of the nine Li Sheng Dao to the spirit of the spirit of the wave.

"This old man is so shameless that I won't follow him."

Luo Feng was stunned for a while and then burst out laughing.

For a long time, he has been using the nine Li sword as a weapon. To tell the truth, Luo Feng was reluctant to give up the nine Li sword just after he returned it.

Seeing the light of the holy sword of Jiuli in Luofeng's hand, Jiuli's face became darker.

"Xiao Jiu, you've been reborn. It's normal that the Dao in your last life doesn't recognize you." Luo Feng comforts.

Jiuli

After a long time, Jiuli hummed, "anyway, there is a armory in the temple. I'll look for a good weapon."

"Temple?" Luo Feng's eyes brightened.

Jiuli's figure swept away and stepped on red lotus, facing the original position where Jiuli Shengdao was raised.

After the mountain burst, the knife edge appeared under the sky.

There is a door in front of the blade.

Luo Feng has tried countless times, but there is no way to push it away.

"Jiuli Shengdao is the key to open the temple of Chiyou." Jiuli came to the door and looked back at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng did not hesitate to insert Jiuli Shengdao.

Soon, the door was not the same as it had been before.

Luo Feng stretched out his hand and slowly pushed the gate open.

What we can see is a vast Yellow sand world.

The sand is flying all over the sky.

It seems like a unique space.

If you look around, you can't tell the direction.

"Where is the temple?" Luo Feng looks at Jiuli. "Brother Luo, come with me." Jiuli seems to be very familiar with this place. He takes Luofeng all the way forward, and his eyes seem to be caught in memories. His eyes are faintly red, and murmurs, "this is the place I used to guard in my last life."

Jiuli suddenly stopped and looked ahead.

Luo Feng also looked up.

There is a layer of yellow sand storm sweeping ahead.

With the gradual disappearance of the yellow sand storm, an ancient temple appeared in Luofeng's eyes.

Jiuli, with a solemn look, came to the temple and knelt on his knees.

Luo Feng bowed and looked solemn.

Enter the temple.

Luo Feng saw a similar statue of Chiyou that he had seen in Dunan Miao village, in the center of the temple.

This is, this statue of Chiyou, as if there is a terrible soul pressure, Luo Feng at a glance, there is a whirling feeling, the body staggered for a moment.

"Brother Luo, don't look at the statue of Chiyou." Jiuli called out a warning.

However, Luo Feng's eyes are still looking straight, and the chaotic tablet in his mind moves slowly.That whirling feeling disappeared, Luo Feng's eyes as if and Chiyou God's eyes.

Looking across the ages.

Jiuli's eyes are shocked, staring at Luo Feng.

He suddenly remembered that Luo Feng still had a layer of Chiyou identity.

However, in the world, people of any identity will worship this statue of Chiyou?

Jiuli is as dumb as a cucumber.

"Brother Luo, if you are not human."

A moment later, Jiuli also came back to God, "there is an armory in the temple. I'll find a treasure."

Nine Li turned and walked to a side hall of the temple.

Luo Feng looks at the statue of Chiyou, and his soul has a wave.

At that moment, the power of Luo Feng's mind improved by leaps and bounds, rising to a very high level between a few breaths.

A glance at each other benefits a lot.

In Luo Feng's mind, this statue of Chiyou even came to life. Through his eyes, he interpreted a set of methods for Luo Feng.

In the yellow sand land, a giant holds a sword in his hand. Every knife seems to destroy the sky and the earth.

Luo Feng's Jiuli Shengdao seemed to feel something and trembled with excitement.

"This is Chiyou's supreme Sabre technique, which even the old man didn't have the opportunity to understand." The soul of the sword is excited.

Whew!

Before the statue, Luo Feng draws a knife to deduce the original Dao technique of Chiyou in his mind.

One move in one form, earth shaking.

Jiuli looked satisfied and came out of the armory, holding a sword in his hand, "little guy, you still have a vision."

Jiuli's steps suddenly stopped, looked up at the front and froze.

For a long time, Jiuli's eyes were blazing, looking at Luo Feng with envy and jealousy.

"The original Sabre technique."

At that moment, the sword in Jiuli's hand also trembled, and it seemed that jealousy also came.

It envies Jiuli Shengdao.

Jiuli returned to God and glared at the sword in his hand. "I'm better than brother Luo at least now. I don't feel wronged."

The light of the sword disappears, which means pretending to die.

Jiuli

It is undeniable that his own fortune, compared with brother Luo, is nothing. "Brother Luo's future is destined to conquer Wanyu and achieve Wanyu emperor's respect."

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