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then……

Feng Yiqin did not hesitate to squat down!

This is faster than lightning.

Moreover, Feng Yiqin’s main attack is unrelenting, and it is necessary to smash the golden man like a small bug.

"Say you are really embarrassed, as a long-lived person, your attack means is so poor?" The golden man said cheerfully, he did not evade, let the scorpion of Feng Yiqin squat on him.

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A sound like a Hong Zhong sounded.

The wind instrument master strove a blow, but only a small scratch on the golden man, revealing the silver body under his golden paint.

【How can it be? The eyes of the wind instrument master stared at the golden man on the side. She had no mercy on this attack, but when she hit the golden man, she did not fly him. Instead, she rebounded from the other side and shocked. She has a small mouth and hurts.

at this time……

Her cockroach was nailed into the ground and inserted in the side of the golden man's body. If it was not her cave house, it would be directly smashed out of the abyss crater and caused a high-intensity earthquake.

The golden man still turned a half circle like the 'tumbler'. He stretched out his fist that had just grabbed his ankle and swayed in front of the eyes of the wind instrument. He said: "I have seen it. If I punch now, your My eyes have to get infected with my athlete's foot."

Feng Yiqin quickly closed his right eye and only revealed a slit.

"I'm not malicious, so your reaction doesn't have to be so radical." The golden man said, take a bundle of tape and carefully attach it to the side of the 'scratch' on his body, surrounded by scratches with tape.

Next, he took out the gold paint and a small brush, carefully brushed the scratches on his body and polished it with sandpaper.

After finishing the scratches, the golden man tore off the tape on the scratched edge and polish and wax the area on his body.

Feng Yiqin did not know what expression he would use now to express the inner heart of the collapse.

"I saw it. I used the Golden Paint No. 1 this time, so I got a scratch on it. If I used the Golden Paint Supreme used in ancient heaven, you hit this way. Scratches can't be seen." The blond man waved the paint bucket in his hand.

Feng Yiqin master: "..."

She slowly raised her head and looked back at the golden man.

At the same time, she had a scene in her mind that she had just hit.

"I just hit a shot, when you are on your body... the power is weakened." Feng Yiqin's voice is clear and his mood is calm. She calmed down and raised her doubts.

"Because you are relying on the path of the "Emperor" to step into the realm of the longevity. Therefore, you are bound by the "dao" of the Emperor. This is a matter of course." The golden man slowly said.

Feng Yiqin, when he joined the ‘Ancient Heaven Court’, was not a long-lived person. It is different from a group of native ‘longlivers’ such as Sifang Emperor, Bailonghuang and Chenglin Fairy.

When she proved the realm of the long-lived, she borrowed the platform of the heavenly heavens.

Borrowing the platform of the Emperor, it will naturally be limited.

When Feng Yiqin heard this, he suddenly thought of a possibility.

Her body slammed from the bed, staring at the golden man: "You, you, you..."

"Yes, you guessed it." The golden man opened his arms: "Now, I... that is the Emperor of Heaven! The Word of Heaven, the Word of Heavenly Emperor, has been inherited by me!"

After Feng Yiqin's main bomb hit the air, it floated and fell. She shook her head: "This is impossible."

"There is nothing impossible in this world, the wind and water are turning, this year to my home." The golden man is sitting right and posing in a majestic manner: "In fact, you can sense it by careful induction. I am now the fact of the 'Emperor'. ""

The phoenixist with no claws looks like a hydrogen balloon, and it floats to the roof of Dongfu. This is because she instinctively wants to avoid and want to stay away from the golden man.

"I'm afraid, I am different from the Emperor... Hey, come down, I won't eat you again." The golden man waved to Feng Yiqin.

Feng Yiqin did not reply, still playing the role of hydrogen balloon.

"So I came here this time, I want you to be free." The golden man slowly said.

Feng Yiqin master: "..."

"You have been collecting the 'Ancient Heavenly Fragments' and even planning to resurrect the Emperor. It is because you still have the friends who survived that year, and are bound by the 'Tian Ting's way." Without the support of the heavenly fragments, there is no Heavenly Emperor. Road support, your 'lifelong path' will collapse, and even you are likely to fall to the realm of robbery." The golden man looked up.

The existence of the phoenix-like master is the biggest victim of the ‘the ancient heavenly court’.

Her ‘dao’ relies on the “Ancient Heaven Court”, which is more restricted than the Quartet Emperor and the Golden Dragon ancestor.

"And I have a way to get you free... Both the North and the West have gained freedom." The golden man stood up and looked to Feng Yiqin: "This is your only chance."

“What do I need to do?” Feng Yiqin asked cautiously – in the face of such temptations, it is impossible to be unmoving.

"It's very simple." The golden man smiled brightly: "You only need to die once, and the rest of me will arrange for you."

"..." Feng Yiqin was in silence, after a while: "Give me some time to consider."

"No problem, this is a matter of life. You really need to think about it. But don't think too long. Because I am like this, there are not many opportunities to come into contact with you directly. I can't guarantee that it will be like this next time. When will you be in front of you," the golden man said slowly.

Feng Yiqin master nodded silently.

"If you think about getting rid of it, then there are some things that you can put down. You don't have to go to the recovery of the 'Emperor', and you don't have to be obsessed with collecting 'Tian Ting', you can live more easily." Men’s road.

"Do you want the heavenly pieces?" asked Feng Yiqin.

The golden man shook his head: "I am different from the Emperor of Heaven. The ancient Tianting fragments have no meaning to me."

"If this is the case, let me collect some more." Feng Yiqin said.

She can be freed...but there are many members in the old heavenly department where she gathered, but she is single-minded and wants to reproduce the heavenly court.

Even if she is free, she still wants to guard this group of old friends in the past.

Give them at least a place to stay.

"You are as good as ever, so if you meet someone like me, you will always suffer, it is easy for me to cheat and sell, and count the money for me." The golden man said frankly.

Feng Yiqin master: "..."

Will you chat? Can you chat well? Normal chat, will you die?

"That is, if you can get liberated, will you not pursue the ‘Resurrection Array’?” At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded on the side of the golden man and Feng Yiqin.

A handsome tyrant, stepping out of the space crack.