Chapter 431 and things that have not changed (add chapters)

Chapter 431 and things that have not changed (add chapters)

In the past few years, few people have dared to be so powerful in front of her.

And the matter of Guan Jianglin made her look colder.

But she knew the power of Xiyi Arcade. Thirteen of Xiyi ancestors, twelve of them had surpassed the peak of Shenwu Realm and reached the Taoist realm.

There is only one younger one, and it is said that it is only condensed.

Not to mention Xiyi still has nearly one million archer, which is very strong.

How can you deal with such opponents?

Even after Jiang Lin learned of the real strength of the Xiyi clan, he couldn't help but take a breath.

Xi Yi more than 400 years ago was so strong?

What is even more terrible is that Digan can win!

No wonder the Xi Yimao's popularity is indeed qualified.

"If we don't give it?" Ma Ningyan asked coldly.

"Don't give it?" Xi Yi's messenger raised his head slightly, his face proudly: "It will attract war."

His words were straightforward, and he didn't turn corner at all.

Either give something or hit you.

For four years, Ma Ningyan is no longer an ordinary woman.

Her cultivation reached the nine grades of Shenwu Realm, and there were three million troops behind her.

Her prestige has spread all over the Quartet, the surrounding private army, the Quanye clan, or those who are not strong enough, are actively trying to make friends instead of being enemy.

Only the Xiyi clan, dare to talk to her like this.

There was a knife beside the seat of Ma Ningyan.

It was the first sacred soldier created by Jiang Lin. In four years, I did not know how many enemies had to drink.

Instead of wear, the blade is becoming more sharp.

Her fingers touched the handle.

The cold touch passed into the heart along the fingertips, turning into a chill.

The cold eyes stared at the Messenger of Xiyi in front of him.

When the index finger and middle finger hooked the handle, her thumb was slowly pasted.

In the temporary hall donated by the Quanwan clan, dozens of hands of close guards were pressed on the weapon.

Just wait for Ma Ningyan to order, and they will swarm forward and cut the knife to death with the bolder Xiyi messenger.

Those who can be a guard for Ma Ningyan are at least a grade or above.

In Jianglin's view, people in this era are a bit strong.

Hundreds of years later, the guards beside the emperor were only for Yuanwu Jing.

At this moment, Jiang Lin came in.

His tall body is extremely conspicuous. Although he has not revealed his repairs, the special temperament brought by Daoxin's condensation will make the real master cannot ignore its existence.

Xi Yi's messenger turned around and looked at Jiang Lin, who came on the face.

On his face, he finally showed a little scarlet.

The Ma Ningyan of Shenwu Realm was strongly returned, but she represented a power.

Xiyi believes that Ma Ningyan didn't dare to mess up, and even dared to fight with himself.

However, Jiang Lin is different. His prestige is above the horse Ningyan, and Xiuwei is even more unpredictable.

Even so far, no one has seen him fighting close.

However, the record of the Qin clan almost shot on the spot on the spot.

The Qin family was the master of Shenwu Realm!

Jiang Lin's footsteps were very heavy, and stepped step by step, which caused a lot of psychological pressure to the west messenger.

But he did not retreat, but gritted his teeth straight.

Jiang Lin stood in front of him, looked at the Xi Yi archer, and glanced at the seven feathers on his shoulders.

Shenwu Realm seven grades?

Although his eyes were not fierce, with his eyes, he still made people uncomfortable.

Xi Yi's messenger had to grit his teeth and said, "You ..."

He only said one word and was interrupted by Jiang Lin.

"Go back and tell your family chiefs. The god soldiers have spirit, not every piece is suitable for you."

"I am a blacksmith, I am good at creating weapons, I don't like war."

"If Xiyi wants the soldiers, I can help you build it more, but it takes time."

Xi Yi's messenger raised his brows, and his expression relaxed slightly: "How long?"

"Bao soldiers are divided into six class, Bao soldiers, spiritual soldiers, Yuan soldiers, holy soldiers, god soldiers, Taoist soldiers."

"There is a big gap in each class. If you want to build a goddess, it lasts for a long time, at least a few years."

Xi Yi's messenger frowned, how many years?

They are obviously unwilling to wait so long, and immediately said, "It's too long, no."

"Then fight." Jiang Lin took a step ahead without hesitation, and said coldly: "But you have no chance to go back to the letter, you will only die here."

Daoxin beating slightly, which brought the pressure to Xi Yi's messenger, so large that no one was comparable.

The fine sweat beads emerged from his forehead, and the horse Ningyan had held the long knife and stood up.

Cold and strong eyes, even if you can't see it, you can feel it.

Dozens of Shenwu guards in the main hall even pulled out weapons.

In the sound of rubbing, the swords and swords were filled with murderousness.

The Messenger of the Xi Yi finally bowed his head. He gritted his teeth: "The chiefs want to wait, I don't know, you must mistake yourself."

"Thirteen god bows, except me, no one in the world can create it for you."

"Grab a hand in exchange for the war, or I send you thirteen, there is nothing to do with each other, choose it yourself."

Jiang Lin's voice was curious, and his hand was pressed on the long knife around his waist.

Although it is just a sacred soldier, the breath of this knife is frightening.

Xi Yi's messenger no longer says more, whether it is war or peace, he can't do the Lord.

Jiang Lin gave a way sideways, and the Messenger of Xi Yi left directly.

Ma Ningyan came over with a knife and frowned: "Why not be afraid of them, make a big deal."

In the past four years, not all the power of all power are willing to give up the power of "Emperor Emperor".

They would rather fight without yielding.

After the dozens of cities, Ma Ningyan paid a lot of costs, and there were hundreds of scars left on their body.

His Majesty's sergeant has been rolling over.

The earliest veterans who followed her in the world were now less than a hundred people, which is already the backbone of the army.

Therefore, Ma Ningyan was not smooth sailing, but really fighting blood, and stepped on the blood of the corpse mountains all the way.

Even if she knew that the Xiyi clan was very strong, she never thought of returning.

Jiang Lin's behavior made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"It's not afraid, but don't fight unnecessary battle." Jiang Lin said.

"But when they get the soldiers, they may not give up attacking us." Ma Ning flue.

"There is indeed this possibility, but since I dare to create a soldier for them, there are naturally ways to counter it, no need to worry."

What else did Ma Ningyan say? Jiang Lin suddenly said, "Have you ever thought, who are you fighting for now?"

"Still for the people of the world, can you eat meals?"

"Still, have already fallen into a quagmire for the world's power?"

Ma Ningyan frowned, and she thought that she had never let go of her original intention. From beginning to end, she was to let the people live a good life.

"Xi Yi is a powerful opponent. Now fighting, the people are not good."

"Once you lose, they may be worse than the one a few years ago."

"Give yourself a little time, keep your stress, and be ready to fight again."

"I hear that in that far away, with the scenery here, maybe you can take a look. Maybe you will have different ideas after watching it."

Jiang Lin's words made Ma Ningyan slightly confused.

"Far far? How far?"

Jiang Lin took off the long knife around his waist and drew a two -foot wide circle on the ground.

"Here is the four states you are currently controlled." Then Jiang Lin scanned the entire hall, saying: "The end of this hall is a far away place."

Ma Ningyan was stunned. She knew that the world was very big, but never thought, and it would be so big.

The four states controlled by myself, from south to north, from west to east, have two thousand miles away.

And this is just a circle in the hall?

If others say this, Ma Ningyan is unbelievable.

But said this from Jianglin's mouth, she believed.

Looking at Ma Ningyan's face, Jiang Lin couldn't help thinking of the shock of seeing the giant map in the palace for the first time.

"Someone once told me that when I saw the far away, I knew what to do."

"I don't have time to go so far, so you can tell me what you see after you go to see it."

"By then, if you want to fight, I will prepare you for the weapons you need."

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

The sight of Ma Ningyan wandered between the circle and the river forest on the ground.

After a while, she hung her long knife in her waist and stared firmly: "Then I'll go now."

There is nothing to prepare, like a trip to walk.

With her, in addition to those close guards, there are Gu Anning.

Four years later, they have grown up and are young and handsome guys.

After they left, Jiang Lin was not idle.

Half of the time is used to create Xuanchi God Sand, and the time of the other half is used to create a god bow for Xi Yi.

Since it is a weapon for future enemies, Jiang Lin will not work too hard.

He did not use Qi Mu as the bow body, but used a very tough material.

Through continuous refining and incorporating the same materials, it took half a year to create the first god bow.

When this god bow is born, the heavens and the earth change color, and the vision comes out.

The golden light of the Taoism, light from the bow, is extremely bright.

The soldiers have spirit, and it feels Jiang Lin's cultivation, and even feels the breath of golden essence and fire essence on him.

This is a blacksmith, the key to creating the soldiers.

Otherwise, even if the material is better and the skill is superb, it will not be able to create a soldier.

[Long bow with excellent quality, flexibility+19783, can be transformed into the heaven and earth's vitality as an arrow, a total of 107 defects]

In the vision of Jianglin, a large black spot was gathered in the middle of the bow body.

This is the only defective weapon he created, and up to 107 weapons.

The most important thing is that this is a soldier.

The reason why Jiang Lin was willing to create a god bow for Xi Yi was because he could choose to retain the defect.

Once the enemy is against the enemy, fighting against the defect, the bow will break and become a waste.

Knowing that Xi Yi is destined to be an enemy, how could Jiang Lin not make some means?

But in the eyes of others, this is still a rare bow in the world.

Xi Yi's messenger came again, and when he held the god bow in his hand, he was full of joy.

"Good bow!"

When pulling the bow string, a golden light arrow appears on the bow string with the movement.

A deep tens of thousands of meters in front of the arrows plowed out of deep gully.

"It's really a god bow!"

Xi Yizhuan took away the god bow and left a word.

"There are twelve left, and they will be completed as soon as possible.

Saying this is true, but the fools can see that Xi Yi does not intend to all be an alliance.

Their people, during this time, continued to expand the territory, and the forces of conflict with them were destroyed.

Once they have thirteen god bows, they will only do too much, and they will never converge.

Minding the skin with the tiger is tantamount to waiting.

Those who are in the high position of the four states are unable to understand Jiang Lin's behavior.

They felt that Jiang Lin was destroyed by himself.

Not only do you have to die by yourself, but also affect them.

If the millions of troops are still here and still respect Jiang Lin, they may have trouble for a long time.

In private, these civil servants accused Jiang Lin, and even prepared to wait for Ma Ningyan to return, and immediately "complained" Jiang Lin's enemy.

Jiang Lin knew it, but did not bother with these stupid actions.

He still does what he thinks to do, and he doesn't need to compare with anyone.

As for those people ... they can only say that they want to die by themselves.

A few months later, Ma Ningyan returned.

There were heavy rains outside, and Ma Ningyan walked into the blacksmith shop.

She did not protect herself with energy, let the rain wet her body, and even put her hair messy on her face.

Jiang Lin looked at her, and she looked at Jiang Lin.

It wasn't until a long time that Jiang Lin took the lead and asked, "Did you see it?"

"See."

The tone of Ma Ningyan was very heavy, and his expression was covered with messy hair, which was not true.

"What did you see?" Jiang Lin asked.

Ma Ningyan didn't answer immediately, but after a full hour, she suddenly took a deep breath.

It seems that during the period of time, I have been thinking about other things.

"Ant ants."

In this word, Jiang Lin heard more than one person.

He became more curious, what exactly was far away.

But Ma Ningyan thought he knew it long ago, and did not intend to explain clearly, but said, "I want to fight."

"Not only to fight Xiyi, but also conquer more places and build an extremely powerful dynasty!"

"Grandpa Hong, I need you to help me and help me with all the means!"

"Who stops me, I will kill who!"

She has never been like now, not discussing, not consulting, but determination, or requirements.

More serious, this is the command.

For a few months, she changed a lot.

The line of extremely far away is too big.

Jiang Lin wanted to ask what exactly did you see.

But in the messy hair, he saw a touch of chill in Ma Ningyan's eyes.

Jiang Lin was silent, and after a meeting, he nodded: "I will try my best to meet your needs."

"Not trying to do it, but must!"

Jiang Lin was silent again, and said after a while: "Must."

Ma Ningyan turned around and walked out of the blacksmith's shop. The wind of the rain shouted and whistled.

After a while, the crash of the armor collided.

Those leaders rushed in hurriedly, and quickly walked towards the main hall.

Looking at one after another, Jiang Lin turned his head to look at the direction of southern Xinjiang.

Four hundred years later, it was brought to 400 years ago.

He still did not get the answer.

But what to do to do it seems to have not changed.

(End of this chapter)