Chapter 2352： Practice and study

The gun is the device of the overlord.

The guns are sharp, and the point is mortal. The gun body is heavy and sweeps to death.

Guns, do not need to be gorgeous, every night shots are unpretentious, seemingly ordinary, but powerful.

After reaching the realm of the gods, I realized the new rules, and the nightingale understood the gunway a little deeper.

Today, practicing a gun, let him only have a layer of window paper, can create a god-level gun skills.

"Call! Some are a pity, but the good things are more polished, and the harvest will be even bigger after success!"

Not worried about the nightingale, the gun slowly calmed down, the mysterious machine has not returned, he began to preach to the cow.

Relatively, the understanding of the broken cow is more general, and the nightingale does not mention too many avenues, mainly to explain the destruction of the gods and the focus of becoming a god.

"Thank you, big brother!"

These are the most needed for the cattle to break, he is sincerely grateful.

"Don't call my big brother in the future, I always feel a little awkward. How many years have you been practicing the broken brothers? Are there still family members?"

The body of the monk is like a tree with annual rings. The age can not be faked. It can be observed through the secret method, but the nightingale does not want to spy on the privacy of others. It is always called by a monk who is absolutely much bigger than himself. awkward.

"My cultivation time is not too long, it is 20,000 years old. As for the family, hehe!" When the cow broke this, the face was a bit ugly.

"How? Is there a hidden feeling in this?" He was so good at seeing the words, and immediately asked. When the cow broke the tens of billions of years, he was no longer concerned.

"Oh! My family was very luxuriant and lived in a mountain forest." But the blessed land was later discovered by an invincible **** named Xia You. He defeated my ancestors and gave me many people. Slavery is a servant, and the world serves it. I escaped from a transmission array under a chance, and it has been a mess since then. It has been eight million years now."

The cow broke into a sigh. "We are an ancient yak, not a combative race. After I have been dismantled, I can only smash the intensity of the day. It is extremely slow to improve. I want to save the people, but I can't do anything about it!"

The broken cow is not the existence of the nightingale, nor the sinister path of the mysterious machine. It has become an enemy of the invincible gods eight million years ago. How can I see hope? It is not easy to insist on cultivation.

"The invincible **** of eight million years ago, and now it has become a king of God, this matter is really not easy to solve."

When I heard the broken cow, the nightingale was also a feeling of heart, and I thought of the thing of the dance spirit. He secretly said that this godland is really such a choice of things. Without strength, it can only be oppressed. If you want to protect your family, you must be the best!

"Breaking the brothers, you can rest assured that one day, I will help you save the people back home." After a moment of indifference, the nightingale suddenly began to speak.

Since the other party is identified as a friend, the character of the nightingale will naturally not turn a blind eye, and that is not the way he cultivated.

"Ah?" Hearing the nightingale, there was a blasphemy when the cow broke.

The opponent was the invincible Shenjun's cultivation eight million years ago. The cow broke that the other party is now very likely to have broken through to the **** king. It is unrealistic to have a nightingale.

After all, the nightingale is only the cultivation of the next feather god. It’s more than a million miles from the gods and gods! I want to catch up, I don't know how many reincarnations I need.

"Broken brothers, you remember one sentence, there is no absolute thing, especially in the world of monks."

The nightingale did not explain too much, nor did it have its own years of cultivation.

At this time, just returning to mysterious machine, he brought back more than ten dishes of the Drunken House, as well as several fine wines.

The wine is drunk and scented. It is very famous in Haibei City. After drinking it, it can improve a little savvy. This time, the mysterious machine is out of the blood. Although he is deceiving everything, he is not a cheaper friend. He bought the wine and returned it.

At the end of the drink, Xuanjizi also introduced his own origins. He was originally a fortune teller of a certain plane in the lower bound. He was buried in the market. Later, he accidentally got a cultivation book, and he climbed into the realm of the gods and went to God. After the world became a dissertation, it was two eras in Haibei City. Because of the lack of complete cultivation, the cultivation was extremely slow.

Originally, Xuanjizi felt that he would always be in this shackle of eating and eating, but the appearance of the nightingale made him rekindle in the bottom of his heart.

Xuanji and Niu Broken are honest, the nightingale also has its own origins, and the dance spirits are caught and the family members are injured, so that Xuanjizi and Niubo help to inquire about the treatment of Ling Linghuan, Lin Biao, and Luo Luo. Way.

In this regard, Xuanjizi and Niuwei have no countermeasures for the time being, but Xuanjizi suggested that they can go to the city to announce the announcement tomorrow. I believe that as long as the reward is in place, I will definitely get useful news. In Haibei City, I have mixed two opportunities. He is completely The old fritters in the city.

"I don't know what the treasures of the space are, I have some treasures!"

After the same machine and the cow broke the wine, the nightingale fed the crane and the koi, and began to arrange the god-level defensive method. When the arrangement was completed, the annihilation of the cow was still not coming, and it was not eager to go to the night market. I will divide the spacecraft of the three monks today into two people, and I will study the space magic weapon that is fascinating.

This is what he bet to win back, just separated out time to study.

"Shenjing is only over 8,000?"

The smell of people has been gambling with the night gambling 100,000 gods, and as a result, there are less than 10,000 in the space instrument, and the nightingale is quite speechless.

Alchemy and refining materials are not many, and it is the value of one or two thousand crystals.

Three pieces of four-throwing thundering artifacts, but lying quietly in them, there is no spirit in these artifacts, just weapons for fighting.

The most valuable thing is a god-level practice method called "The Candle God" and a school-class program called "The Candlestick Dragon Hand".

The names of the two books are similar, and the nightingale guess should be related.

"Sure enough it is related!"

After studying in the accelerating space, the nightingale felt that the "candle god" was too general, and it seemed that it was not a complete cultivation practice. If it was practiced, it would be improved for him in the short term, but for a long time. Not a good thing!

Although he was in a hurry to improve his cultivation, the nightingale could not do anything to encourage him, and put the "candle god" aside for the time being.

Known as the "candle dragon hand", the night is seriously cultivated. It’s a kind of thing to learn this kind of thing, and he doesn’t think too much.

"Night brothers, old liar, my **** of annihilation!"

The nightingale just learned to brush the dragon hand, and the outside world rang out the shouting of the cow. His voice was slightly trembling. Obviously, when the **** of annihilation really came, he had fear in his heart.

"Broken brothers! Invincible in the heart, you can break this annihilation! You must not be afraid!"

It is clear that the broken cow is an ancient yak family. It is not good at fighting. The night owl is moved out of the room and loudly reminded.

When the cattle broke, they flew into the midair of the mansion, waiting for the official annihilation.