National Luck: Iron Man, the mechanical army sweeps everything

"You are in charge of sending messages with your spiritual sense, and Jarvis is in charge of simulating the sound. The division of labor and cooperation is not too tiring."

Everyone is black.

Mr. Qin, this is too detrimental.

At the critical moment of promotion, others use this trick?
But it looks great!
Immediately, everyone started working together.

In the Fallen Maple Valley, Cang Yang thought that he would have a chance to touch the threshold of the Yuanying after inhaling the 'Furnace Cauldron'. Unexpectedly, after completing the deduction of "Tianji Jiuzhen Jue", Cang Yang suddenly entered the state of epiphany.

He was about to be promoted in this place.

Just like a woman with a big belly who goes out for a walk alone, the aunt who is watching the square dance is watching enthusiastically.

Ugh?
wrong!

come to feel...

Cang Yang will not let go of the feeling of waiting for thousands of years.

Immediately prepare for the arrival of thunder disaster.

At this moment, messages from the disciples kept coming from the message beads.

"Master, save me..."

"Old Ancestor, save this apprentice..."

"Master, help me, for the sake of serving you for thousands of years, save my disciple."

Messages floated out one after another, and the ancestor Luofeng looked solemn.

Even the breathing rhythm began to show signs of disorder.

Do not!
They are dead!

It must not be those few hopeless disciples!

The ancestor Luo Feng changed his formulas, kept his mind on his mind, and tried his best to ignore the voice of calling for help.

However, the stream of messages is endless, like poking a hornet's nest, and each wave is more violent than the next.

At this time, Cui Chengtai also sent a message.

"Master, there are only a few pieces of Lingshi left, what should I do if I'm about to run out?!"

Although the vision of heaven and earth is scary at this moment, even the few nephews around Cui Chengtai have never seen it, let alone him.

None of them knew that Cang Yang had reached the most critical moment.

But they were interrupted one after another.

Even the gathering trend of the dark clouds in the sky is slowing down.

Cang Yang was upset and couldn't bear it anymore.

With a slight movement of the mind, the communication beads flew out.

boom!
In an instant, the messenger beads turned into powder.

Suddenly, the whole world was quiet.

Cang Yang flipped his hands up, his palms turned towards the sky suddenly, and shouted loudly: "Ha!"

The dark clouds in the sky gathered again.

"Mr. Qin, the news can't be sent out." Xia Bing looked confused, "What should we do now?"

"I can't post mine either."

Huazhen is one.

Qin Feng looked at the black clouds in the sky and grinned.

"It's okay, if you can't post it, it means it's working, just wait and see."

Uncle Nine's brows almost knit together.

"No, not right."

He shook his head slowly, muttering.

"What's wrong, Uncle Jiu?"

Qin Feng asked.

Uncle Jiu replied: "Pin Dao observed it carefully, and saw only black clouds, but no thunder and lightning. I'm afraid it's not normal."

Although he has never seen Lei Jie, someone in the ancient times of Blue Star has experienced it.

Although it has been through thousands of years, there are more or less a few words recorded.

When Uncle Nine was in Blue Star, he had reached the peak of Qi refining in that dharma-ending environment, and couldn't make any progress, so he naturally searched all the ancient books he could find.

He had seen this scene in books.

"Haha," Qin Feng laughed, "Isn't that 'something wrong', isn't it a good thing for us?"

Everyone laughed.

Then Qin Feng asked the witch again: "Old ghost, what are you talking about?"

The old witch and demon blushed: "Hey, young master, forgive me, this old slave has never seen a Nascent Soul master, let alone Lei Jie."

When Qin Feng heard this, he pouted contemptuously.

"Then you still pretend to be a master all day long?!"

"Hey Hey……"

The witch was speechless and could only smile apologetically with a shy face.

Seeing his embarrassment, everyone snickered.

Wumo was born on a primitive planet, although he is amazing and talented, but there is only Wumo groping for cultivation in that place, so there is no chance to see the thunder calamity.

After the defendant came to the national battlefield, he was even more tragically imprisoned for many years.

Although there have been 15 guardians, the most powerful among so many guardians are all kinds of practitioners who are comparable to Jindan.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, but there was no trace of lightning.

Suddenly, the black cloud began to gradually disperse.

Ancestor Luo Feng was in a hurry.

"Oops!"

"Forget that this is the National Battlefield, not the Shangyun Continent!"

Cang Yang's eyes were red, and he was about to jump in anxiety.

Waiting for thousands of years for a promotion opportunity, is this a waste?

The concentration of aura in the national battlefield is still a bit lower than that of Shangyun Continent.

Even in Shangyun Continent, it is as difficult as ascending to the sky to be promoted to the realm of Nascent Soul.

For the entire continent, it is not bad to be able to ascend once in a thousand years.

Thinking of this, Cang Yang's heart felt like a knife.

At this time, Cui Chengtai broke into the secret room.

"Master, the spirit stone is gone, what should I do?"

Come in with him, and several nephews.

When they saw the ancestor, they danced wildly with their beard and hair, and their vigor was up and down, as if they had seen a ghost.

The ancestor looks like this, could it be that he has reached the critical moment of cultivation?
"See...meet the ancestor..."

Several masters and nephews knelt down together.

Cui Chengtai stood there dumbfounded. Where had he seen it before? When was the master so scary?

Since accepting him, Cang Yang has always acted like a kind and amiable master.

"How dare you disturb me!!"

Cang Yang was furious.

When he saw Cui Chengtai, he was overjoyed.

"Hahaha, good, good time my good disciple! Let's make a sacrifice for the teacher!"

Cang Yang held his right hand empty, and sucked Cui Chengtai over from the air.

The latter was pinched by the neck, and his complexion gradually turned purple.

"Master...Master, you, what are you doing?"

"Let go of disciple...I...I can't breathe anymore."

Cui Chengtai instinctively patted the hand pinching his neck.

However, although Cang Yang is old, his hand is like iron tongs.

Even though Cui Chengtai exerted all his strength, that hand remained motionless.

"Hmph, it's a critical moment to be promoted as a teacher, and I urgently need your strength!"

With that said, "Tianji Jiuzhen Jue" was running, and the other hand covered Cui Chengtai's Tianling cover.

Cui Chengtai was in a hurry.

He didn't know that he was about to become fuel, just like the fuel for the guardians he captured.

"No! You can't do that! No!!"

Cui Chengtai yelled in horror.

He flipped his right hand, and a fairy sword appeared in his hand.

Then with the blessing of spiritual energy, the fairy sword emitted green light and slashed towards the top of Cang Yang's head.

But before the sword was struck down, Cang Yang's hand trembled.

when clang clang...

The fairy sword fell to the ground.

"Your skills are all taught by me, and you want to use them against me?"

Cang Yang snorted coldly.

"You humble native of the lower realms, why do you think this seat accepts you as an apprentice? If it weren't for your aptitude, which makes you suitable as this seat's furnace, I would have killed you long ago!"

"Dimensional Nine Treasures!!"

With a loud roar, under the operation of "Tianji Jiuzhen Jue", waves of green breath gathered from Cui Chengtai's whole body to Tianling Gai.

It is the spirit of the wood spirit!

The spirit of the wood spirit is full of infinite vitality!
Gradually, the color on the top of Cui Chengtai's head was not right...