People in Douluo, part-time cultivating immortals

"Go to hell!"

Yaizhen was so angry at Qin Xiao's words that the Three Corpse Gods jumped. You dare to call yourself my father now. I don't even dare to think about calling yourself anything else in the future!

The huge mouth opened, and a bright golden light lit up at Yaizhen's throat. Terrifying energy fluctuations were brewing in his throat. He wanted to use his breath to teach Qin Xiao how to behave, but what he waited for was... hand.

Just like educating a disobedient dog, Qin Xiao slapped Yaizhen on the face, knocking his chin crookedly.

In an instant, Yaizhen felt that the world was spinning in front of his eyes, and his brain was shaken by this slap. Naturally, the breath that was brewing in his mouth was also knocked back into his stomach.

"Boy, you..."

"Snapped!"

"asshole!"

"Snapped!"

"I also have a temper!"

"Snapped!"

……

After a series of slaps, Yaizhen's face was swollen, and he blinked his eyes drowsily. After being reminded by these slaps, he was sure that the boy in front of him was no longer the boy before he was sealed. His strength There is no way he can compare with it. Both his mental and physical strength far exceed his evolved self!

He has broken through the limit of 20 and has become a ferocious beast. With Jinsu's ultimate kill, he is not even his opponent to the Ultimate Douluo. How powerful is Qin Xiao who can easily subdue him? powerful?

And he is so young, even the man he met decades ago is just like this. With his qualifications, he may one day be able to break through the constraints of the plane and reach the legendary realm!

Thinking of this, Yaizhen's eyes flickered and looked very emotional. However, when he thought of his current embarrassing situation, he let out two wisps of white air in displeasure, shook his head, turned around and ran to a place in Qin Xiao's spiritual sea. The corners are stuck.

A look of non-violent non-cooperation.

Qin Xiao couldn't help laughing when he saw the arrogant appearance of this golden-haired husky. Then he smiled freely, left the sea of ​​spirit, and continued to absorb the remaining life energy.

One day later, Heaven Dou City.

The bustling streets with people coming and going declare the prosperity of this historic city. Tourists from all over the world, young people who come to big cities to realize their dreams, and local residents jointly compose the picture of a modern city. A handsome and tall young man just walks in Tiandou. On the streets of the city, but strangely, his good looks did not attract the attention of the urban girls on the street. Everyone walked past him intently, as if they had not seen him.

After Qin Xiao broke through Soul Saint, he did not immediately go back to Shrek to find trouble with Yun Ming. Instead, he took a detour and came to Tiandou City, the largest city in the northern part of the federation.

He wants to recycle his battle armor.

Although he is very reluctant to admit it, Yun Ming is indeed the strongest person in the Douluo plane. Without the guidance of the divine world and the level of the plane is not enough, he relies on his own talent to step into the god level. .

This level of talent can be said to have surpassed Tang Sect and Shrek's so-called ancestors Tang San and Huo Yuhao. Even Poseidon, who attained the throne of Poseidon tens of thousands of years ago, is not as good as him.

After all, Poseidon spent 1000 years conquering the sea to spread his faith, and Yun Ming has created his own demigod status when he is only over 100 years old. With his peak quasi-god cultivation, if he hadn't been forced by Tang Hao If the title is banned, it is very likely that one can prove the true god status within a hundred years by practicing steadily. If a catastrophic disaster like the abyss invasion occurs again like in the original work, Qingtian Douluo Yunming, who carries the hope and faith of countless creatures in the plane, may even Able to attain enlightenment sooner.

However, there is a high probability that he is still no match for the Holy Lord of the Abyss, who holds the super-artifact Heavenly Holy Split Abyss.

Therefore, facing Yun Ming, Qin Xiao must muster up 12 points of energy to fight Yun Ming in the best condition if he wants to avoid falling over in the gutter.

On the other hand, it is to build momentum and build momentum for yourself.

The fact that Shrek Academy, the best in the world, was knocked on the door was very topical, and Qin Xiao just wanted to make the matter bigger. No matter how far Qin Xiao did it, even if he still didn't get it in Yun Ming's hands in the end. Even with all the advantages, he wins.

So Qin Xiao came to Tiandou City. In his perception, the armor he had been stripped off was here. At the same time, the Tang Sect branch in Tiandou City was also the largest one in the Tang Sect besides Shrek's headquarters!

Walking on the busy street and standing at a street corner, Qin Xiao looked at the busy traffic and thought to himself, it would be great if Zang Xin was in Tiandou City, then he could "repay" this expert. The passionate Douluo.

It is not difficult to find the Tang Sect's headquarters in Tiandou City. Although it is hidden in name, when Qin Xiao looks at this prosperous place and the huge signboard of Tang Sect Technology Co., Ltd., he doesn't think Tang Sect is there. The door wants to hide its meaning.

This kind of disguise... really rubs everyone's intelligence to the ground.

However, just when Qin Xiao was about to take action, the automatic door of the building opened, and several building employees came out, complaining as they walked.

A staff member said angrily: "What do you think is wrong with the Blacksmiths Association? Why did they suddenly raise the price of the rare metals provided to us?"

Another person snorted coldly and said: "You don't know yet? Zhenhua is good friends with Makino, the leader of the original sect who made a big fuss with Shrek. Now that the original sect caused trouble with Shrek and was beaten back, this is to support his friend again. Where’s the place?”

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped on the head by his supervisor. The supervisor said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? Master Zhenhua is not that kind of person, and the Blacksmith Association has never stood in line! This is purely For a period of time, rare metals were bought in large quantities, causing market fluctuations!"

The employee who was slapped was a little dissatisfied and retorted: "That's not necessarily the case. Supervisor, have you seen that Master Zhenhua has appeared in public during this time? And I also heard that every night recently, the forging The sound of forging can be heard from deep within the Master Association, and the sounds are at least spiritual forging!"

"Who can forge such a large-scale spirit-forged metal unless it is a holy craftsman? Now in Tiandou City, there is Zhenhua, a man who has transcended the existence of a holy craftsman. That is, he is forging it. I see, He is forging that Makino."

"You guys will just follow the wind and rain! You have to be responsible for your own words and deeds!" The supervisor said helplessly. Suddenly, his brows furrowed and a look of confusion appeared on his face.

Seeing that their boss had a strange look on his face, these employees asked curiously: "What's wrong? Supervisor?"

The supervisor looked around and found nothing different. He pressed his swollen brow and said, "It's nothing... Maybe it's because I've been working overtime a lot recently and my mental state has been bad. I just felt like there was someone next to me."

……

Deep inside the Tiandou City Blacksmith Association, Zhenhua's private forging room.

Zhen Hua, a master craftsman of the first generation, threw away the forging hammer in his hand with red eyes. The vigor and vitality that he used to be like a dragon and a tiger now seemed to be a little declining. His whole body showed fatigue and looked like he had been overworked.

Sighing, Zhenhua turned to the old man in the corner with his head lowered and exuding strong dejection: "Fortunately, I succeeded."

It was precisely because of these words that the old man raised his head. His eyes finally got rid of the turbidity during this period and regained clarity, as if his whole person had come to life.

"Little Red..."

Makino pursed his lips and walked tremblingly towards the center of the forging room. In the center of the forging room, there was a mecha about seven meters tall, with a well-proportioned body and a bright red color, as if it was undergoing surgery. The patient is usually lying on the ground, surrounded by broken parts, countless spiritual forgings that have caused looting from the outside world, and even metal parts of the soul forging level are thrown on the ground casually, and there are even metals of the sky forging level!

On the chest of this red-level mecha, there is a place about one meter in diameter, the color of which is obviously inconsistent with the surrounding area, which looks very abrupt.

Makino just stretched out his withered hand and gently touched this incongruous place, his eyes full of love.

At this time, Zhenhua packed up the parts thrown everywhere under the forging room, and said like a doctor cleaning up the scene after an operation: "Although your mecha was successfully repaired, due to Yun Ming's power level being too high, Even if you use sky-forged metal, there is no guarantee that your mecha will be as powerful as before, and if its origin is damaged, there will be no possibility of making your mecha stronger through debugging in the future."

Hearing Zhenhua's words, Makino's hand that was stroking his mecha paused, and the brightness in his eyes dimmed a little, but then he said calmly: "It doesn't matter, as long as Xiaohong survives."

Zhenhua stopped cleaning up, looked at his good friend, sighed, and asked, "You are too impulsive. Is it really worth it?"

Makino looked at the mecha and replied: "For my impulse, Xiaohong is even willing to risk his life. This means that I am doing the right thing. Do you think I am worth it?"

Zhenhua's lips moved, wanting to say something to retort, but in the end he didn't say anything. In the end, all his words turned into a wordless sigh.

"Makino, Makino, what should I say to you?"

Zhenhua scratched his messy hair irritably. During this period, he had lost a lot of brain cells for Makino's mecha. He used ten kilograms of heaven just to subdue the energy left by Yun Ming in the mecha. Forging metal made him, who was usually clean and tidy, look quite sloppy.

Zhenhua said tiredly: "Makino, listen to my advice. The water in Shrek is very deep. Don't cause trouble for him again. If there is another time, I can't guarantee that I can save your mecha again!"

"Senior Zhenhua, your confidence in Shrek and the others is too blind."

"How can this be called blindness? That's history... eh?!"