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Chapter 478 Where is the lower limit of people?

Xu said, and suddenly burst into laughter: "If you dared to face his father back then, let alone you, even your Tianshen Mountain would have been wiped out by his father. How dare you make such a big talk here? Hahaha!"

"presumptuous!"

"Ignorance child, what do you know!"

Xu Laizhi's words immediately made the python bird in the air furious, and it would fall into endless flames of loss and desolate air, oppress Xu Lai in full.

The wild python roared, the world collapsed, and all the ways were leaking, and he slashed towards Xu Lai: "In the past few years, if the ancestor had not been practicing in seclusion, just the sword god and Xu Shaolong would have dared to compare with the ancestor?"

"It was the ancestor who had never appeared, so that they could have the light of the present day."

"If the ancestor appeared, they would have become empty jokes."

"What do you know, yellow-haired child?"

The wild python was furious, and Xu Laizhi's words touched his final bottom line, making him unbearable and went wild.

What kind of sword god?

What about Xu Shaolong! It’s just a clown who dared to jump out because the ancestor had never appeared.

What dare they compare with the ancestor?

In this world, if there was no ancestor behind him, how could he enjoy half a slight peace and peace?

His sword god and Xu Shaolong are just younger generations who can only grow up under the protection of their ancestors.

How dare I disrespect him! He Xiuming was not much angry, looked coldly and laughed hard: "The God of Swords and Xu Shaolong are indeed very good opponents. It is a pity for me to not fight with him back then."

"But, whether it is the sword god or Xu Shaolong, if they meet me, there will be no light in this world. Young people should still know how to respect their predecessors and move forward with awe."

Xiuming said something calm and light, and his words were full of disdain, as if the sword god and Xu Shaolong were nothing but a mustard in the world, and could be crushed with a finger.

Comparing with him is like a difference.

How can we compare to the theory?

However, the God of Sword has achieved the peak of the Divine Control Wuji, and is only one step away from the land gods. He is the top three strongest people in the contemporary world.

The time he spent on his practice was only thirty years! Xu Shaolong had only been practicing for more than ten years, and he broke through to the land gods and achieved the great success of his contemporary times.

And he has lived for more than two hundred years, and his strength is only barely quasi-god level.

Do you dare to rely on your seniority here and look down on the God of Knife and Xu Shaolong?

Who gave him the courage and courage to speak out like this?

Xu Lai stepped out with a cold face.

One of these two people is his father and the other is his master.

Both of them were his elders, but they were so humiliated and looked down upon by him, and once again stepped on Xu Lai's bottom line.

"is that so?"

Xu Lai stood in the formation with a calm expression on his face, ignoring the Xiuming, and said calmly: "It is useless to pursue the past."

"At this time, you brought me in a big way, what's wrong?"

Xu Lai did not hide the murderous intent he showed.

This murderous intent is not only aimed at Xi Ming, but also at the Poison Dragon Clan and the Tianshen Mountain! It should be damned! Xi Ming's "giggle" difficulty made him laugh, very strange and gloomy, "I'll bring you over, just want to make a deal with you."

"trade?"

"Not bad, it's just a deal, ahem."

Bi Xiuming covered his mouth and coughed a few uncomfortable times. His breath fluttered, his feet were shaking, and his steps were shaking.

Such a formation seemed to be about to fall from the air, and it couldn't breathe, and it died suddenly on the spot, so it was extremely weak.

But both Xu Lai and Tang Qianfan know that this is just appearance.

Those who dare to think this way will be ruthlessly erased by him.

Even if the tiger has only one last breath, it is still the king. One look can still scare all beasts away.

After he calmed down, he grinned and said, "I have not had much time left, and I have less than half a year left. If I cannot break through in the past six months, I will have only one dead end."

"But if I die, who will protect this world?

Who will wait for this peace?

I'm not at ease, and I dare not leave alone."

Xiuming was passionate and radical in his words. As he spoke, he was still emitting a special light.

The python quickly knelt down at him, burst into tears in pain, and shouted: "The ancestor's merits will last for a lifetime, and his life will be together with heaven. He will definitely not be bad. He will definitely break through the difficulties and usher in a new life."

Bi Xiuming sighed, revealing deep reluctance and attachment and anxiety to this mountain and river from his face.

But this look fell into Xu Lai's eyes.

It’s just disgust, irony, and shame! This wonderful mountain and river was created by people of our generation, who worked hard, sacrificed themselves, and carried the burden forward inch by inch by inch by young macro sources.

This peaceful and prosperous era came from the hands of the 60,000 soldiers behind him! They suppressed the external evil, drove out the whip, and shocked the mountains and rivers.

He dares to be qualified to say that this is a very ruthless and contrary to human nature?

Xu Lai's hair moved slightly, and the roots were as strong as the sun, burning like flames. A ball of fierce bear flames surged violently from his heart! "Then it seems that you have worked so hard!"

Xu Lai sneered.

He didn't even know how he forced the murderous intent in his chest and abdomen to suppress it.

He Xiuming carried his body, lowered his head, "We are the ones who are in the forefront, and only contribute silently, emitting residual heat, never compete for fame and fortune, or talk about hard work."

"But I really don't want to see this beautiful country. After I leave, I will decline step by step. In this way, how can I have the face to meet my ancestors?"

Xu Lai's eyebrows hopped wildly, and the veins on his hands were even more aroused, "What the hell do you want to say, say it bluntly!"

The Xiuming looked at him gloomyly and smiled: "I want your body and everything about you."

Xu Lai's pupils shrank slightly.

The rumored technique of taking over the body of the soul?

But this spell is very dangerous and difficult to succeed.

Because once your soul leaves the body, it will be very weak. Even if the soul of the powerful man who controls Wuji leaves his body, it will not change this situation.

It is even more difficult to seize the body.

Unless the person who is taken away will willingly devote his body.

But, he wanted to take over Xu Lai's body?

This is not a fool, what is this?

"Only in this way can I continue to live and continue to protect this land and mountains."

Peter Xiuming murmured, his face full of affection and intoxication.

Those who don’t know the truth think he is a fearless forward who has fought for the country for hundreds of years, and is moved by him.

"Then what?"

Xu Lai was listening with great interest.

After knowing the shameless faces of this group of people, Xu Lai was not so angry, but watched them like the monkeys in the circus.

He also wanted to know where the lower limit of a person is!
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