"Several old friends, now that you understand the truth of the matter, you can go!"

Yan Shiwang took back his sight from Xiao Chen and looked at other people, faintly said.

The black thief, the first thief in the Black Sea, smiled and said: "The King of Yanshi, don't rush to drive us away. This Yanshi Castle is still the first time to come in. It is well arranged."

Other thieves, with a smile on their face, have no intention of leaving.

Xiao Chen’s heart, a group of old ghosts, knows that it will not be so easy.

Zong Bixiong looked at the thunder and lightning, and Xiao Chen, who was enlightened alone, said: "Yan Shiwang, how long has he been doing this?"

"Three days."

"Day and night, are you like this?"

"Nature is, or how can you bring these old ghosts to you." Yanshi Wang said with no anger.

As soon as this statement came out, the Black Sea thieves, such as the Blood Shark King and Zong Boxong, all showed a strange look on their faces and were secretly surprised.

Looking at Xiao Chen at the moment, the head of the hair is scattered, and the body is bruised and bruised. The flesh and blood of the body is blurred by the thunder and lightning. How painful it is. Xiao Chen, even though it lasted for three days, it didn't stop.

"This little guy is not too persistent. Just relying on your guidance, I want to pass this kind of self-abuse, and realize that it is too naive!"

The 13th thief of the Black Sea, the ninth old man, shook his head and said.

These thieves have seen the power of the Yanshi Wang Lingxi, and know how terrible the Yanshi Wang’s strength is.

Most of them are not optimistic, Xiao Chen is so short, he will realize the rhythm.

Just seeing Xiao Chen’s persistence, one by one still feels shocked. If they change to be as young as Xiao Chen, they can’t be attached to this point.

Zong Boxiong said: "This person, even if he does not understand the spirit, is bound to be a peerless hero. After the Qing Emperor, the name is well-deserved."

The blood shark king smiled and said: "Strange, I heard that your righteous son seems to have a big hatred with him. How to give this person, such a high evaluation, unlike your style."

Zong Boxiong smiled and said: "The past is a thing, but I know the news. At the Tianjiao Summit, your grandson was also miserable by this person."

"Not only you, like the thieves present, have been in this person's hands and have suffered a big loss."

If you say it, it doesn't really mean anything.

The 13th thieves of the Black Sea, all of them are the great emperors of the king, who jointly ruled the vast Black Sea, which one is not a proud and proud person. My own descendants, who have been taught, will naturally have a heart.

After knowing the truth at the moment, I haven’t planned to go. All the thieves’ minds are actually the same, just want to see. This one-on-one, the black-headed arrogant, the young man who can't afford it, is exactly what exists.

The blood shark king smiled and said, "The king of Yanshi, how long have you given him?"

"Ten days, now there are only three days left."

The person present at the scene took a breath of cold air. For ten days, I wanted to realize my heart and soul. It was a bit crazy.

The blood shark king returned to Shinto: "Well, we are here for three days, and see if he can understand the rhythm!"

The 13th thief of the Black Sea, at the same time, came to watch a hindu enlightenment. Once the news was heard, it immediately caused a sensation in the Yanshi Castle.

What is the identity of the thirteen thieves, the king of the great emperor, the ruler of the Black Sea. Which one is not a singer, even if you look at the entire Kunlun world and get together, it is also a person who can shake the sky.

Today, I will be together for a junior, and wait for him for three days.

"Rely, this wind is big enough. If he really realizes it, he will surely stay in the history of the entire ocean world."

"Reassuring, absolutely will not succeed, you look at him now, people are not ghosts, how can you comprehend."

"Also, the spirit of a finger, good is also a king of the emperor's non-passing skills, how can it be so simple to understand."

"Absolutely not!"

One of the warriors in Yanshi Castle is caught in some kind of anxious mood, which is exactly fear.

The birth of Xiao Chen has already caused tremendous pressure on them. The Tianjiao summit swept across the group and even caused a shadow in the heart.

If it takes only a short ten days, it will become a mystery, and this pressure will make them completely suffocating.

Everyone is holding a breath, waiting for the last moment, the result is not coming out, the mood is always anxious.

It can be imagined that if Xiao Chen enlightened, the ecstasy of these people will be, and the joy of gloating will be filled with their hearts.

But I don't think that even if Xiao Chen realized the failure, he still kept them. As long as he is in the day, he will always be on their heads, and it is a kind of sorrow to be in the same era as Xiao Hong.

The outside world did not affect Xiao Chen in the enlightenment, his heart was completely immersed in the enlightenment. There are so many people who have come to Yanshi Castle. Although they are aware of it, there is no separation from the slightest heart.

Others only saw that he was bruised by the Thunder and was terrible. But did not find, after each test, Xiao Chen brow will gently stretch.

Through this hundreds of thousands of times, continuous trials, he was puzzled and slowly untied.

Every test, the pain is self-evident, and the opportunity is rare. Yan Shiwang’s personal explanation, careful demonstration, and even the process of enlightenment, told him every detail.

Great opportunity, never give up.

He is afraid that this time he will not stick to it. When the time passes, the inspiration from the Yanshi Wang will no longer be found.

The inspiration is so strange, once you don't catch it, you may not be able to catch it all your life.

Therefore, even if the pain is a hundred times more than a thousand times, you must never give up, you must succeed!

If someone has eyes, they can see through the body and can find out. In the chest of Xiao Chen, there are nine lightning electric light groups, which are surrounded by a circle and rotate continuously.

The flashing lights in the sky, as well as the roaring thunder, are all triggered by the nine thunder lights.

Thousands of attempts have proved that the road he wants is indeed the best for him. These nine Raymonds are made by Xiao Chen condensing all the strengths in his body.

The mind is moving, nine miles of Lei Mang, it is like a lightning horse galloping in the sky, gathered toward Xiao Chen's fingertips.

Some of them may have exploded in the middle of the road. Xiao Chen’s chest suddenly has a blood hole. The electric mans are flashing in the wound, and the pain is very painful.

Some are aggregated together, have not reached the fingertips, can not be perfectly integrated, and detonated at the same time, the half-arm in the roaring sound almost disappeared.

Also, it is hard to reach the fingertips of the power, but in the final step, it is not released and directly explodes.

Swallowing a healing saint in the thunder of the thunder, with the recovery of the half-step golden horror, the wound recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The old injury just went, the new injury came again, because Xiao Chen started again, seemingly self-abuse attempt.

In the enlightenment, Xiao Chen forgot the passage of time. I don’t know how long it has been. His face has a faint look: “The degree of congestion is enough, but my strength is more than that of Yanshi Wang. Miscellaneous. If you want to integrate perfectly, you have to solve it. The power of strength and law, and the power of Hongmeng, the balance between the three."

Yan Shiwang said yes, Xiao Chen’s direction is indeed correct.

It belongs to Xiao Chen’s own rhetoric. After this unimaginable attempt by ordinary people, there is only one problem left. How to maintain the balance between the physical strength, the power of humour, and the law of the heavens.

"It's time to retreat."

Xiao Chen whispered to himself, and the experiment was almost the same. The next step was to meditate and retreat. He will absorb the feelings of tens of thousands of tests and digest it, resulting in the last problem.

After stopping the inhuman test, Xiao Chen’s injury quickly recovered.

As Xiao Chen entered the retreat, all the thunder roared and the lightning roared, all disappeared.

He hovered in the air, sitting cross-legged, and looked solemn. The long hair was scattered behind him, moving with the wind, revealing the handsome and handsome face.

White robe knife, the style is still the same.