Immortal Becomes a Stay-at-home Dad After Return: Three hundred and eighty Huanghuang Tianwei
The ancestors are here? !
As soon as this remark came out, everyone seemed to be hit with chicken blood, and there was a trace of inexplicable excitement on his face.
After all, Jiang Yan's ancestors are the existing spiritual totems of the Jiang family.
Jiang now raises a big flag to be enemies of the heavens, everyone is fighting in blood, but the ancestors are nowhere to be seen, so everyone will inevitably have doubts-
You can choose the upper bound of ascension for your own Mingming (clearly). Why do you want to be against Tiandu?
What is it for?
In fact, everyone knows why the ancestors did this.
But as long as the ancestors have n’t shown up for a moment, this question has always been like a lingering nightmare, always covering everyone ’s heart.
The most fear of losing morale in war.
Fortunately ...
The patriarch finally appeared.
The spiritual totem was re-erected, and everyone had a very strong fighting spirit in their hearts, so that the slightly decadent morale surged to the peak.
Jiang Jiang, prosperity!
The giant aborigines summoned by the Wuxu had no life at all, and at least one aborigine had to face the siege of dozens of Celestial.
Therefore, under the constant siege of the people, the natives had to disintegrate and collapse one by one, turning into a pile of rubble and falling to the ground again.
After that, the Jiang's Celestial from Teng take action immediately turned around and turned to the direction of the Wuxu, enveloping them firmly in the center.
......
And back to the Wuxu side.
As one of Chen Xi ’s top thousand-year-olds, Jiang Yan is indeed very patient.
He had long known what happened on the island, but he still did not stand up and lead the siege of Wuxu for the first time. Instead, he let everyone suffer a big loss in Wuxu.
He is waiting and waiting.
Just to wait for the moment when Wuxu loosened his vigilance, in order to launch a fatal blow to it.
For smart people-
Ten thousand meaningless attacks are obviously not as effective as a deadly injury.
Just looking at cultivation base, Jiang Yan, who has lived for thousands of years, is obviously better than Wuxu.
Therefore, when he was determined to sneak attack, even with Wu Ji Xing Huang Qi body protection, Wu Xu still failed to completely escape the blow.
But okay ...
The Wuxu reaction was quick, and the clothes on his body were defense magical treasure, so Jiang Yan held back killing move for a long time, and finally only cut off a piece of meat in his waist.
Immortal Cultivator does have the ability to resume limbs.
However, it takes time to recover slowly. It is impossible for the body Mingming (clearly) to be chopped into puree like the Wolverine and Deadpool.
That is unscientific.
Although the body is only a container for Immortal Cultivator, Divine Soul is the absolute core.
Once the protection of the container is lost, Divine Soul will gradually weaken until it completely disappears into the world.
Therefore, for the high-end Immortal Cultivator, the physical body is also an extremely important part, and it is absolutely impossible to abandon it easily.
And this is the first time that Wuxu suffered such a "serious" injury.
After looking down at the injury in his waist, there was no expression on Wuxu's face. It was cold like a poker card.
After silently taking a healing medicine pill service from his mustard bag, he turned his eyes to the woods below.
Subsequently.
A figure slowly flew into the sky of arrived under the watchful eyes of Wuxu.
Jiang Yuankui took a closer look, and after seeing the man's appearance, he couldn't help but open his mouth and exclaimed: "Feng Yan? How are you?"
Because of the previous act of robbing Youtan Brahma, Jiang Fengyan had been punished by his ancestor to sit in the dry pool, so Jiang Yuankui never thought he could see his son here.
Jiang Zhengqing figured out the reason at once, so he immediately bowed his hand and said: "Zhengqing has seen his ancestors."
After hearing this, Jiang Yuankui froze on the spot.
At this time, he finally reacted ...
Jiang Yan, Jiang Fengyan.
The difference is only one word, but the identity is far apart.
Jiang Fengyan is the Jiang family, so the only thing the two have in common is probably the blood flowing in them.
Bloodline!
It must be bloody!
The ancestors forcibly took Jiang Fengyan's body, and at the same time wiped out his Divine Soul! ! !
"Yuankui, Jiang's arrived is in a critical situation, and the old man has to do something ..."
"If I do n’t do this ..."
"Not only Feng Yan, even you, but also the tens of thousands of Jiang clan on Daiyu Island will be killed by this person ..."
"I hope you can figure this out, and Mo Yao feels resentment for this ..."
Jiang Fengyan flew to the two of them, and then spoke to Jiang Yuankui such words.
After listening to Jiang Yuankui, it was a very painful Yang Tianchang howl, and then, like crazy, he turned around and flew in the direction of Qixia Peak.
"Yuankui?!"
Seeing this, Jiang Zhengqing stepped forward to stop Jiang Yuankui.
Jiang Fengyan immediately stopped him before he turned around.
"Zhengqing, the current enemy, don't be distracted ..."
"I will explain to him after this incident, I only hope Yuan Kui can understand my pain ..."
Since the ancestors said so, Jiang Zhengqing was naturally not good to say anything, so he nodded and replied: "Yes."
The three seem to have said a lot, but in fact they used mystic method.
As a result, from the Wuxu injury to Jiang Fengyan's appearance, less than a few breaths have passed.
And now ...
Wuxu also used Lingdan to stop the injury.
"Is it bloody?"
"Come on, let me see ..."
"Except for sneak attacks, you old man has some skills!"
If Wuxu was a handsome son before Wuxu, then at this moment he has become a wounded beast.
So, after a roar, Wuxu picked up Xing Huang Qi and rushed towards Jiang Yan.
Seeing this, Jiang Yan did not flinch, but instead twitched secret art violently, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Wu Yanxian, Jiang Yan, wait and listen to my orders ..."
With his order, the Jiang's Celestial who were present all picked up secret art one after another.
Jiang Yan is in the core of spell formation, only to feel that hundreds of huge True Essences keep coming to him.
And the power of Yin and Yang Liuhe large formation was only really revealed after his mainstay appeared.
"Huanghuang Tianwei, turned into God Thunder!"
"Six lines are empty, there is nothing wrong with it!"
In an instant.
The sky generates electricity, and the thunder rolls!
Jiang Yan held the thunder in his hand and his eyes were wide open, like a **** coming!
......
......
I emphasize again.
This is not a cultural dad, nor a restaurant dad.
This is "cultivate to Immortality is back as a dad".
The subject matter determines that I ca n’t do every day, and then the main line does n’t move at all?
Dangtangyi Divine Transformation Stage Immortal Cultivator, is it too boring to go to the entertainment industry?
I have my own main line, and I have my own plot arrangement, but at that time, I was too concerned about the readers' comments, so I lost myself.
I even mistakenly thought that cultivate to Immortality and my dad were in conflict.
Until now ...
I woke up suddenly.
I'm not a renminbi, I can't make everyone like it.
I can only do my best to write the stories I want to write.
You think it looks good. After reading it, please recommend it to your friends ~IndoMTL.com~.
Just hope that we will meet again in the future.
Because this is just my first book, it is by no means the last book.
I have been working hard to improve myself, and I hope I can write better in the future to satisfy you.
Sincerely.
(In addition, about the Niannian's part, it will not be lost, but it will be better written)
(Because of thinking about the following plot, I feel that I have recovered the kind of passion that I had when I first opened the book)
(Since it is cultivate to Immortality dad, then come up with the characteristics of cultivate to Immortality dad)
(Do n’t mention the word dad, everyone ’s minds are all the same thing)
(The above is my true feelings when I write about one million words.)