My Hardwork Isn't a Cheat

Chapter 166

Mingqian'an directly splits, explodes the light core, and explodes like a small sun. The smell of terror seems to open the hall, but under that stick, countless lights disappear and kill everything.

"You are always old! Yan Lifeng! I will come back and kill your ethnic group!" Ming Qianan's body is almost shattered by a stick, but he continues to recover and repair, and his voice is extremely weak and resentful.

Mingqian put down a cruel word. He didn't even dare to stay. He wanted to go out to find the king of the gods and the king of the gods, and quickly leave this ghost place.

Yan Lifeng is terrible!

Even the dying king is not what he can deal with.

The "ten ancient barren sticks" stayed in the void of the main hall. Yan Lifeng seemed to be directly inserted into it. His figure appeared in the shadow of the stick. The scene was painful, but he seemed to feel nothing.

On the old face, there was only a trace of the hero's bleakness in the twilight. He was under the endless iron blood pressure and felt his consciousness that he was about to dissipate. He really had only one blow, but he was not unable to give Mingqian an one last shot.

Just like that, he can't arrange a lot of things.

The king of Yan is still the king of Yan, but his body can't support it. This is the greatest misfortune. He overdraw too much in the 30-year catastrophe, but he was pressed by the enemy in his later years.

Among the enemies was his son.

Not that there is no room for compromise, but that he does not want to compromise. It's not that you can't ask for help, either in the local cave sky or in the imperial dynasty, but Yan Lifeng's pride doesn't allow family scandals to be exposed in the local cave sky of Dayan.

He Yan Lifeng would rather die than become a joke in his population.

"Die for me!" Yan Lifeng's figure almost dissipated in the shadow of the staff, but he still held out the staff, which was almost overwhelming.

"No!" mingqian'an explodes all the known secrets.

His top God burned everything in the previous blow!

At this moment, he realized why Yan Lifeng could resist the old lion dragon and the dragon. In front of everything, this is the recovery of the other party's great loss of foundation, early decline and self melting magic army.

At the peak of the Yan king, how strong is it? Imagination is terrible!

Mingqian'an is not an ordinary person after all. He broke a gap and saw a ray of light in the hall like a dark box.

More Than This!

He heard the footsteps and said, "Damn it! These two wastes!" he couldn't help scolding, and made Xin and giant solve Yan Beichen. He should come in soon!

As long as Yan Qiufeng's garbage is not wiped out by a finger, he can walk away.

"Come in!" at that moment, it seemed that forever had passed. Mingqian'an saw someone coming, and he widened his eyes! "No!!"

He can only shout in fear!

What did mingqian'an see? He saw Yan Beichen and Wei long. Not only that, the guy he ignored, the local genius, stopped in front of Yan Beichen.

That day, dog's young man reacted quickly. After a moment of the confusion, he shot a lustful brilliance and made a move without hesitation!

The power of terror is vented. This power may be higher than the level of ordinary God King. Usually, mingqian'an silk doesn't feel it at all.

But at this moment, the light fell into eternal sleep.

"What happened!" Wei Long's fist completely destroyed Ming Qianan's vitality and directly refined it with supernatural spirit.

An indescribable, more terrifying peak than the previous two drops, all the essence of the true blood of King Wang, condensed into the most dazzling white light beam, and was his natural income pocket.

Wei long looked at the "ten ancient barren sticks" that had almost fallen before they landed. He also saw Yan Lifeng in a strange state.

"King Yan?" Wei long said subconsciously, his tone full of unbelievable.

The secret chat with him a few days ago opened a wider world for him. At this moment, the oil ran out and the lamp dried up.

No, Wei long soon found out that it was not that the oil ran out and the lamp dried up, but that the real Yan king was dead.

He just used some method to completely revive the magic soldiers, and then reluctantly supported them.

How desperate and willful it is to train yourself into a divine army! Wei long couldn't understand, but the king who guarded Dayan really paid too much.

Wei Long's eyes showed a sad color for the first time. This is no longer a simple Royal dispute. This is the end that a king should not have!

Those who hold salaries for everyone must not freeze to death in the wind and snow!

At this moment, Wei long was even ashamed of his series of performances. During his three years in Wangdu, he got a lot of benefits from King Yan, but many times, he was just watching, peeping at opportunities and looking for the divine king. He never really paid attention to these conspiracies under the undercurrent.

At this moment, Wei Long's heart was very painful. "Is it my fault, no! It's the scum who provoked the plot!"

Wei long denied everything!

Wrong is not him. He can't impose the fault of others on himself!

His strength is not enough. Just as when he found the sacred place, he was angry and destroyed, but he can't trace the source of the problem. He didn't smell the atmosphere change in Yandu, but he can't really intervene in the replacement of a dynasty.

Who is wrong?

In this rampant world, the Terrans want to survive in the cracks between wild animals without the care of heaven and earth. One seed can inherit their precious bones and skills, and the Terrans need the God and demon king.

Wrong is the world!

"I didn't expect you to come." Yan Lifeng put away the power of recovery at the last moment, reluctantly supported his miracles, and smiled at Wei long,

Walk slowly back to your throne.

"Wang." Yan Beichen's eyes were filled with tears, but he restrained himself and stepped forward to help, but he didn't know where to put his hand.

Yan Lifeng has no body, but is supported by miracles. He will be restrained and absorbed by divine soldiers anytime and anywhere.

"I saw the change in the palace and thought Yan Hao might be affected." Wei long saw that Yan Lifeng was trying his best to maintain his last appearance. Yan Lifeng, who had finished the last journey of his life, was unwilling to show his weakness.

"It's good that you can come. It means I'm not mistaken. As for Yan Hao, he's very good." Yan Lifeng hid on the throne and smiled.

Dada, dada!

The sound of firm footsteps came from the outside of the hall. A young man wearing armor and his face covered under the iron armor came step by step, holding a bloody head in his hand. The head was still miraculous and extremely unwilling, and the young man in armor was also covered with ravines, and drops of golden blood fell on the floor, Hit deep holes.

"Father, the elder has been killed by me!"

When the fourth Prince Yanchen saw Wei long, an accident flashed in his eyes. He just nodded gently. He came to the throne, knelt on one knee and offered an old head.

When the head opened his eyes, the vitality of the demon king was amazing. The elder glared at Yan Lifeng, "are you crazy?! are you going to destroy your ancestors!"

"Elder, you should die in those thirty years, so you can walk decently." Yan Lifeng smiled gently and nodded to Yan Chen.

Yan Chen showed a terrible wave. The head was shocked. The known result was unknown, but he couldn't do anything. Yan Chen smashed his head with a fist, and a flame appeared in the palm of his hand, erasing everything with a breath of vicissitudes.

"King Yan, please give me an order. I'm going to take the Yandu Pantheon!" Wei long found that the king Yan's breath was declining, and was about to come to the last step, so he volunteered.

Yan Lifeng looked at Yan Beichen. A hand appeared in the latter's hand and handed it to Wei long. He said, "you can do it!"

The Pantheon interferes in the change of dynasty. The sub pantheon of Yandu cannot exist. Other sub pantheons will also be frantically suppressed. It is difficult to remove them all. It is difficult to completely eliminate the Pantheon with the protection of the general hall, but it is certain to be seriously injured.

Wei long walked out of the hall.

Yan Lifeng said weakly, "fourth, you have always been the most sensible of several brothers. You can force Zixia Dongtian to give way and spend the God demon king robbery in three years. Your excellence is beyond my expectation."

Yan Lifeng's breath has declined to the end. He looks at Yan Chen and Yan Beichen. "Beichen, you have served me for many years and become my shadow guard. Your talent is no worse than Tianjiao. I owe you."

What else did Yan Beichen want to say? Yan Lifeng waved to him not to speak. "You take over the throne of the king's elder and master the blessed land of the cave. After Hao'er takes over the throne, you start cultivation and help refine and guard the divine weapon 'ten ancient barren sticks'"

"Old four, the two princes of northern famine and Western famine disappeared in the 30-year catastrophe. You become the king of gods and demons. When the imperial dynasty is canonized, you can choose these two positions. I've asked my old friend for help."

Yan Lifeng's voice became lower and lower. "My royal family will really carry forward in your younger brother's hands. His talent is strong enough to protect my royal family and even the human family in the future."

"There's Wei long. He has a good mind and excellent talent. He will have a place among the super strong people of the Terran in the future. But I've won him over, and his future won't just stay in Dayan." Yan Lifeng said, "old four, follow Wei long and your younger brother, and you will make great achievements in the future."

Swallow dust should be.

Yan Lifeng got up. The "ten ancient barren sticks" were constantly corroding him. He wanted to fully absorb and refine him and let his last miracles dissipate in the world. Before Yan Lifeng came to Yan Qiufeng's body, he showed sadness for the first time. "Boss, you are really diligent, but this throne is not only a glory, but also a volcano. You can't hold it down!"

"Wang, will you let the nine princes......" Yan Beichen looked sad.

When Yan Lifeng thought of Yan Hao, his sadness was swept away and he was a little more loving. "Farewell, I look like this, don't scare the little guy..." speaking of this, Yan Lifeng couldn't support it anymore. In order to restore his peak combat power, he melted himself into a divine army and obtained the power to temporarily fill his empty foundation.

It's going back now.

The virtual shadow dissipates, and the ten ancient barren staff stands on the hall. Its power is more powerful than before. The king of Dayan will leave forever, really. He planned the last counter insurgency with his fall. The fall of the sky is the real fall, but no one thought he would be so cruel and can be cruel to himself and the enemy.