Martial Immortal Inheritance System

   Hearing the threat from the human face, Zhang Yunhao suddenly sneered: "Jade and stone are burned, do you have the ability to burn jade and stone now?"

  Human face said: "Of course I do. If you urge me, I will open the special space so that the fairy soldier will sense me, and he will definitely come over and kill us."

   "Are you immortal soldiers? It's really a great threat!"

  Zhang Yunhao said slowly, but his movements did not stop, more and more blood-colored threads were entangled in the face.

  Human face roared: "You think I'm joking, rather than being a weapon, I'd rather die, drag you to die together!"

   "Then die together? I'm Zhang and I will never be threatened in my life!"

   Zhang Yunhao coldly snorted, in fact, he had already sealed this place with an empty mirror, and the fairy soldiers couldn’t sense it at all, otherwise would he be so arrogant?

  Human face obviously didn’t know this, she asked in amazement, “You really want to die with me?”

   "We warriors are never afraid of death."

   Zhang Yunhao said: "The question is, are you afraid?"

   The face yelled: "I'm just a consciousness, what's so scary for me?"

  Zhang Yunhao sneered: "You are not only a consciousness, you are also a poor god, and when you die, the poor **** is completely over!"

  Human face, or the poor **** roared: "When it's over, it's over. I have a sense of it. It can pull you to bury you and make a lot of money!"

   "Then, you can start!"

   Zhang Yunhao yelled without fear, he did not believe that the poor **** would drag him to death together. The gods are different from the warriors. They are very afraid of death. This is more like a **** soldier.

"you……"

  Qiangshen’s eyes flickered, she gritted her teeth while trying her best to resist the **** thread: “Then die together, anyway, I won’t merge with Qiaoqiao, the fairy soldiers will find us sooner or later.”

   "Don't just talk about it!"

  Zhang Yunhao sneered and said: "Open up the special space, don't let me despise you, come on, show off a bit of manliness, and die with me!"

   "You have something wrong, if you have a way of life, but you want to die together?"

  The poor **** felt a little crazy, she shouted: "Also, I am not a man, I am a goddess, the most beautiful goddess in the world!"

  Zhang Yunhao looked contemptuously: "Don’t you blush when you say this? Poor God, Poor God, you will know that you are not very good when you hear your name, otherwise how could you be poor? No matter which world, beautiful women can't be poor!"

   "I am a poor god, not myself poor!"

  Qiangshen angered, and immediately reacted and shouted: "I will tell you what to do, Martial Artist, you stop immediately, otherwise I will open the special space immediately."

  Zhang Yunhao said impatiently: "Open it up quickly, it's a bitch, what a girl!"

  Poorly dying, I just said that man, now he has become a **** again, this guy is simply a bastard!

  Angry to anger, but the poor **** did not open the special space. Before the last step, she did not want to die. She had lived five or six thousand years ago and still wanted to continue living.

  The longer the person lives, the more afraid of death. Moreover, the poor **** is so noble, and he is usually worshipped by countless people, so naturally he is less willing to die.

   "Damn, I met a lunatic warrior!"

  Since I don’t want to die, the poor **** can only choose to compromise. She said: "What on earth do you want? I am a dignified poor god, and I can never become a weapon!"

   "If you don't become a weapon, there is only one end, and that is death!"

  Zhang Yunhao shook his head, and said, “It’s either in my hands or in the hands of the fairy soldiers. There is no other possibility!”

   "You let me merge with Qiaoqiao. As long as the fusion is successful, I can have the strength of a saint, and then I can help you."

  Qiang God persuaded: "The saint is equivalent to your martial sage. I don’t need to say how powerful is it?"

  Zhang Yunhao said: "Sorry, first, I can't believe you, second, it happens to be my friend, I won't help you deal with her!"

  Qiang God said angrily: "How to deal with her? Let her become a god, let her have eternal life, this is helping her!"

   "No, it's harming her, God, this thing is ugly, it's rubbish, a real warrior will never want to become a god."

  Zhang Yunhao shook his head, and said, "Did you know? The God of Power gave me a divine stone of the Earth God, but I have never been interested in fusion, because I am a warrior!"

  "The God Stone of the Earth God?"

  Qiang God exclaimed: "Why don't you merge, once you merge, you will immediately become a great earth god!"

  Zhang Yunhao said: "Xia Chong can't talk about it, I don't want to tell you more, poor god, be a weapon, don't waste my time."

  Qiang's expression was hard to look, she was silent for a moment, and said helplessly: "Martial artist, you really want to kill, don't you give me a way to survive?"

   "A way to survive? Didn't I give it to you?"

  Zhang Yunhao coldly snorted: "Hmph, even if I let you go now, you really have a way to survive? You will only die in the hands of fairy soldiers, poor gods, you can only survive if you become a weapon."

   "What's the use of being a weapon? Without the strength of the saint, it is impossible to escape from the fairy soldier."

  Qiangshen shook his head: "If I become a weapon, I can display the strength of the soul at most, and there are still restrictions."

   "Nascent level strength? Enough!"

  Zhang Yunhao smiled and said: "As for the fairy soldier, don't worry, if I am here, he can't kill you, I said Zhang Yunhao!"

  Qiangshen sneered and said, "Zhang Yunhao? Who do you think you are, Wuxian? You dare to say that fairy soldiers can't kill me?"

   "You don't know me, I don't blame you, but no next time!"

  Zhang Yunhao smiled faintly, snapped his left hand, a mirror full of mystery appeared in the space, exuding infinite mysterious light!

  Qiang God's eyes widened, and he cried out incredible: "This is the empty mirror? The treasure of the gods, how can it be in your hands?"

  Zhang Yunhao put away the empty mirror and said: "The **** of power respects me, and the empty mirror is there, the fairy soldiers don't even want to find you!"

  The poor **** was shocked to the extreme: "The **** of power even gave you the mirror of the sky? Are you his son?"

   "You are his son!"

Zhang Yunhao said angrily. At this time, the poor **** shook his head and said: "No, even if you are his son, he will not give you the empty mirror and power gloves. If I guessed correctly, you robbed him. right?"

  The poor **** is a **** after all, not stupid!

   "No, what kind of character is this Zhang? How can I rob?"

  Zhang Yunhao categorically denied: "It was him who was overwhelmed by my domineering aura and voluntarily sent the artifact to me!"

   "Your face is really thick, but with the mirror of space, it can indeed block the sense of the fairy soldiers."

  The poor **** hesitated for a while, and sighed: "The question is, I am a god, how can I become a weapon?"

  The poor **** cannot pass this level, because she was once a god, just like a billionaire. If one day goes bankrupt, she will never give up her dignity and become a beggar!

  Weapons are worse than beggars!

  "You are not a god, you are just a ray of consciousness. Qiaoqiao is the real reincarnation of a poor god. Isn't it a matter of course that you become a weapon?"

   Zhang Yunhao shouted: "If you really can't let go of the poor god, you can keep persuading Qiao Qiao, as long as she is willing, you still have a chance."

"This……"

  The poor **** hesitated, Zhang Yunhao shouted loudly: "Poor god, the last chance, surrender, or, if I beat you to surrender!"

  While Zhang Yunhao was speaking, the **** threads condensed around suddenly burst out, breaking through the protection of the poor **** and rolling towards her body!

Qiong looked ugly, and she was distracted just now, but the other party was obviously not. She simply gave up resisting and said, "I surrender, Zhang Yunhao, right? I am willing to be a weapon, but I am free, and the only thing that can use me is What a coincidence!"

  Coincidentally is the reincarnation of a poor god, she can barely accept her own person and use herself!

   "Don't worry, I don't like to force others! Well, don't resist!"

  Zhang Yunhao laughed, and the scarlet thread quickly bound the Qiongshen and turned it into a cocoon. At the same time, a special imprint quietly sneaked towards the core of the Qiongshen.

  Qiangshen did not know the existence of the mark, she did not resist, and let Zhang Yunhao control it. When she sensed something was wrong, it was too late, and the mark was firmly attached to her core.

  The poor **** used the sacred stone to break the cocoon, and at the same time shouted in anger, "What is this, what are you going to do? Haven't I already surrendered?"

  Zhang Yunhao didn’t attack any more, because he had already done what was supposed to be done, he said lightly: “It’s just a means of insurance. This is the imprint left by the fairy. With it, you will not be able to disclose my information or betray me!

  Zhang Yunhao showed so many things in front of the poor god, naturally she should not let her leak out, otherwise it would be a big trouble.

  A fairy, two artifacts, and a sacred stone that hasn’t been found yet. Not to mention Wu Sheng, even Wu Xian will be impressed, if there is a Wu Xian!

  The poor **** gritted his teeth and said: "Despicable! It seems that the conditions you promised before are also false?"

  "This did not lie to you, you are free, and only Qiao Qiao can use you!"

  Zhang Yunhao shrugged and said, “In fact, only Qiao Qiao can exert your power. To other people, you are just an ordinary heavenly soldier!”

   Poor God snorted: "This is the reason why you keep your promise, right?"

"maybe!"

  Zhang Yunhao didn’t say much, he said: “Well, before we refine you into weapons, let’s talk first!”

  Qiangshen was very upset, but did not refuse. She asked coldly: "What do you want to know?"

   "Your relationship with the fairy soldiers."

  Zhang Yunhao said: "Say it from beginning to end, I need to know everything!"

  Qiang Shen was silent for a while, and said: "These can tell you, but I have the conditions!"

   "What are the conditions, don't hesitate to say, but it can't hurt Qiaoqiao, I'm Zhang, I won't betray my friends!"

  Zhang Yunhao said: "Also, please remember that you are actually not qualified to negotiate terms in front of me. The reason why I am willing to promise you is to give you face, please don't let me down!"

  The poor **** secretly gritted his teeth. This guy's attitude is really tough, but after another thought, she sighed helplessly. The other party has this qualification, and his life and death have been completely controlled by him.

   "I am not very demanding. I hope you can take out eight more heavenly soldiers and the ingenious poor sword to fuse, so that the forged weapons will become true holy soldiers, instead of relying solely on the power of the **** stone.

  Qiangshen said: "You can also see that the sacred stone is about to be broken. If it is only fused with the Qiongjian, then this holy soldier will be broken in a few times!"

  Zhang Yunhao smiled and said: "This is okay! I will first borrow eight heavenly soldiers to Qiaoqiao."

  "Borrow?"

  Qiangshen was a bit dissatisfied. Zhang Yunhao had eight heavenly soldiers that did not exceed her expectations. This guy has two artifacts. What do the eight heavenly soldiers count? The problem is, he is too stingy, is he just borrowing?

   "Nonsense, of course it is borrowed, and the landlord's house has no surplus! You are a clever saint, not mine!"

  Zhang Yunhao rolled his eyes. Although he and Qiaoqiao are friends, they are eight heavenly soldiers. How could he give her casually?

  You know, there are many devas who don’t even have a single devas!

  Qiangshen was too lazy to say, she said: "Let it, if there is holy metal, add it, so the effect is better!"

   "Okay, anyway, I will pay it by coincidence, I don't charge her interest!"

  Zhang Yunhao did not refuse, he said: "So, what information I want!"

  Qiangshen said: "After I become a Saint Soldier, I will tell you slowly. Hurry up, this special space will not last long!"

   "What if the special space can't last long? With the mirror of space, there is no need to worry about being discovered by the fairy!"

  Zhang Yunhao frowned: "Poor god, don't delay time."

   "What's the point of me delaying time? I'm just a weapon, so what can I do?"

  The poor **** said with a mockery: "The special space was created by me using the power of the sacred stone. I want to take it back so that the holy soldiers will be stronger."

   "You are quite diligent and thrifty, and you are probably afraid of being poor."

  Zhang Yunhao smiled and said: "Okay, I misunderstood, so let's start. By the way, first call Qiao Qiao in. When the Saint Weapon refining, she needs her breath and blood!"

  Qiangshen had no objection, Zhang Yunhao waved his hand and left from the space of fantasy and returned to the dry well. Then, with a thought, Qiaoqiao outside stepped into the ancient well again!

  Qiaoqiao excitedly said, "Little Overlord, are you about to start casting Saint Soldiers?"

   "You just confirm that he can succeed?"

  The poor **** snorted coldly, his reincarnation is very confident in this Yun Hao.

  Qiaoqiao said naturally: "Of course he can succeed. He is the little bully Zhang Yunhao. There is nothing in this world that he can't do!"

  Zhang Yunhao pressed his hand and said in a low voice, "Be low-key, low-key. Although it is a fact, everyone who doesn't say it knows it!"

  Poor God is speechless~www.wuxiahere.com~ How thick is this person's face, and I can say this, and it's still low-key. Do people like you have low-key things?

   "Well, don't waste time, the poor **** has decided to merge with your poor sword!"

  Zhang Yunhao pressed his hand again, and said, "Coincidentally, don't get excited. In order to make the Qiang Sword more perfect, eight heavenly soldiers are needed to refine it together."

  Qiangshen added: "I want to add a holy metal!"

   "Eight heavenly soldiers, holy metal? Who do you think I am, I am a poor ghost, OK? Where did I get so many things?"

Qiaoqiao’s eye-opening boss, how poor she is, the whole world knows. If it weren’t for the good welfare of Lingyun Pavilion, she wouldn’t even have a poor sword. In fact, someone in Lingyun Pavilion once suggested not to equip her with heavenly soldiers, because sooner or later she would give her sell away.

   "What a shame, the reincarnated deity is so poor!"

  The poor **** despised Tao, and finally it was my turn to dislike her!

   "It's not because of you!"

  Qiaoqiao muttered, very dissatisfied. If it weren't for the poor star to die, how could she be so poor?

   "Okay, stop making noise, are you alone, OK?"

  Zhang Yunhao rolled his eyes and said: "Coincidentally, I can give you eight heavenly soldiers and holy metal, but you have to pay it back, do you understand?"