Chapter 563: I'm not Xiao Yan

Uh……
In silence, Yang Feng heard his crazy cultivation method, his pupils trembled slightly, and immediately waved his hand righteously: no one has died since ancient times, and he can live a day. Brother, don't take life and death so seriously. Even if I would be killed by that assassin in the future, I would never drink this molten iron just to become stronger. I am just an ordinary person, and I am not Xiao Yan. I am easily satisfied, and I can't stand the suffering. I would rather die comfortably than live and suffer. Your plan, don't participate, bye! "
With that said, Yang Feng wanted to kick his feet.
Heart Soul Saint Robe, catch him! "
His face sank, and the saint ancestor immediately shouted.
call out!
With a flash, the heart and soul saint robe came to Yang Feng instantly and grabbed him from behind.
Yang Feng was anxious, and cursed: Hey, who is your magic weapon? How dare you arrest your master? Let me go, have you heard? "
There was no movement, the holy robe had been holding him firmly.
I went and turned you back. Geocentric Ice Lotus, freeze this dead robe for me! "Yang Feng raised his brows, then looked at the ice lotus in the center of the earth, roaring.
But the ice lotus in the center of the earth did not move at all, floating quietly in the air, seeming not to listen to his words.
He couldn't help but twitched fiercely, Yang Feng immediately cursed with a full face of anger: Damn it, all of them are reversed, right? No one listens to my orders? "
They are not not listening to your orders, but for your good! "
At this time, the saint ancestor floated to him again, laughing and saying: These earth-level magic weapons absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, and give birth to spiritual treasures. They understand what I said just now, and know that my plan will benefit you without any harm. Why don't you understand? "
Brother, it's not that I don't understand, but that I don't want to suffer that sin. I'm here for a trip, and I promised to give me a full-level account so I can relax in this game world. Why should I still swallow the fire like Xiao Yan and suffer from the burning? I didn't want to be strong, I just wanted to travel a little bit, just to be happy, who should provoke someone, alas. "
Yang Feng was shaking his head and sighing, but the saint ancestor patted him on the shoulder again, and persuaded: If you come, you will be at peace. Who will let you enter a world where the strong are respected? Just a full-level account of a mage can be dealt with at most in these ten empires, if you go up one level..."
I'm not on it, can I? I am nestled in these ten empires and become my earthly village chief. What righteous gods, devil gods, and evil gods, I don’t want to see them at all, okay? "
No way! "
With an unprecedented solemn expression, Sheng Ancestor shook his head and said solemnly: In your capacity, you will see them sooner or later. There is no escape from the struggle for interests between God and God. Besides, you still have to avenge me. Even if you want to retire, I won't let you retire. "
Heart Soul Saint Robe, pour the molten iron into him. "
Having said that, the ancestor issued an order to the flame saint robe.
The robe heard, Dang Even Ling, a raging flame suspended in the air not far away, holding the steaming molten iron, slowly floated over and approached Yang Feng.
Yang Feng's pupils suddenly burst, and his heart was shocked, and he suddenly yelled: Wait, don't you go too far, believe it or not, I will change the size and beat you to death! "
Do you believe that I will kill you before you change the size? "
what? "
Yang Feng was startled and looked at the saint ancestor incredulously, but saw that there was no half of the temperature in the eyes of the old man, only endless indifference. It seems that he just said something, not joking, but serious.
He gave him a fierce look. At this time, the saint ancestor no longer fought with him as usual, like a big brother, but truly showed the aura of a superior, and shouted in an unquestionable tone: Boy, I solemnly warn you that it takes three seconds at the earliest between account conversions. If you dare not act according to my training plan, I will let you leave this world completely before you formally restore your deity status. Wouldn't you rather die than suffer this sin, then I will let you die comfortably. "
No way, man. We are the only fellows in this world without grievances and enmity. I am the person who knows you best, and the only one who can talk to you about Jin Yong, about games, about the culture and history of your hometown, don't you need to treat me like this? "
Fainting, Yang Feng almost cried.
Saint Ancestor looked at him coldly and sneered: You are the only hope I have waited for tens of thousands of years. As a result, you give me a pick now, it's strange that I can make you die. In short, you have two paths now. Either do what I say, or be a ghost like me, stay with me, hum! "
As soon as his face stiffened, Yang Feng frowned deeply, staring at his stubborn face, unable to speak.
The saint ancestor sighed lightly, winked at the saint robe, and the saint robe continued to pour the piece of molten iron into Yang Feng's mouth.
When Yang Feng saw it, he felt anxious, and shouted: Wait, be lighter, slower, can you let me drink it after a while... Ah! "
hiss!
Like pork in boiling water, the hot molten iron just hit Yang Feng's lips, and even if it melted his entire mouth, everything he passed, no matter his tongue or throat, disappeared.
It is hard for him to believe that he, a deity, will one day endure such cruel and inhuman torture.
So what is Xiao Yan swallowing strange fire? Look at us, you can swallow molten iron! That torture is more uncomfortable than flame barbecue.
Suddenly, Yang Feng rolled his eyes, and his spirit was about to collapse.
Fortunately, the saint ancestor on the side awakened his consciousness with powerful spiritual power, but this may not be a good thing for him. Because he fainted, he didn't care about the pain anyhow, but under the stimulation of the powerful spiritual power of the holy ancestor, he was very awake at this time. The pain that penetrated 10,000 times in the bone marrow immediately made his tears drain. Up.
Don't faint, quickly use all of the two skills of forging technique, you still need to be hard for ironing! "The saint ancestor roared, and Yang Feng reacted, and immediately moved his heart to use both the forging technique and the diamond body.
In an instant, the molten iron began to change, and no longer flowed from the surface of Yang Feng's body. Instead, it seemed to be immersed in his body like a nutrient solution.
But even so, the hot temperature is still destroying his physical system.
The ice lotus in the center of the earth, the green jade rod, keep up and restore his vitality! "
At this time, the saint ancestor roared again, and the two earth-level magic weapons, the ice lotus and the green jade rod, immediately stepped forward, each with their magical powers, and the gurgling vitality and rejuvenating vitality poured on Yang Feng. .
Yang Feng's body that had been melted by the molten iron was also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time the molten iron began to formally merge with it.
There was even a faint metallic light on the surface of his skin.
call!
After exhaling a long scorching breath, Yang Feng suddenly became much more refreshed. After all, the cold air of the ice lotus in the center of the earth cooled him. He was not as painful as before, but he was still very collapsed. His eyes were dark and he was dizzy. past.
Seeing this scene, the saint ancestor showed a satisfied smile.
Anyway, he has turned on his skills, and even if he faints, it won't matter. That forging technique will automatically start forging for him.
The future peerless God of War finally took the first difficult step. After this foundation is established, smelting in the future will not be so painful. Is everything difficult at the beginning, hahaha.
The saint ancestor laughed at Yangtian, his face full of joy.
The three strange waiters of the Sun, Moon, and Stars stood on the top of the towering tree and surrounded Yang Feng in a triangle shape.
Is this holy ancestor teaching any secret technique of the bishop? It seems to be very difficult to practice. With the strength of the leader, I actually fainted. It's really scary, tusk!