Boil the heavens

"The stronger the Great Zhou is, the stronger the Husband will be. If the Great Zhou lasts forever, wouldn't the Husband also be able to live forever?" Startled Salamander said suddenly.

Nodding, Yan Fei smiled and said, "Indeed."

Looking at everyone at the same time, Yan Fei said, "Actually, I have an idea. I want my wives to integrate their destiny into their luck, so that we can be together forever."

"Can we too?" Xue Nu asked curiously, "The Luck Golden Dragon is connected to your husband, so we can go in too?"

"You don't merge with the golden dragon of luck, but with your own luck." Yan Fei said, "I will help you to condense your own luck first, and then help you leverage your fate and integrate your luck. Sample?"

"It's quite fun, but how should we condense our luck into shape?" Yan Lingji asked curiously, blinking her big eyes.

"Just follow my command." Yan Fei said seriously after glancing at the little elf.

"Hmph!" With a nasal sound, Yan Lingji wrinkled her little face and said dissatisfiedly, "Playing a trick."

Consolidation of luck requires a sufficient amount of luck, and at the same time requires the owner to have enough characteristics, so that if everyone is lost, there will only be fate and scattered luck. It is difficult to form luck, and invisible luck cannot bear it Fate.

Therefore, what Yan Fei can help them is only when Da Zhou gets stronger, distribute more luck from the luck golden dragon to them, and then let them form themselves with their own will.

"If you don't say it, I won't say it, but does it have any special power when it is fused with the Luck Golden Dragon?" Yan Lingji asked curiously.

"Of course!" Yan Fei said confidently, "Now none of you are my opponents!"

When it was a show, all the women were amazed.

Completing such a major event as the separation and fusion of fate is worth celebrating, but after a night of celebration with my wives, what should I do next.

After his own destiny was completely connected with the Great Zhou, Yan Fei devoted himself to the construction of the Great Zhou.

Feeling a little stronger in Dazhou is feeling a little stronger in yourself, this feeling is so cool!

On this day, several unexpected guests came to Da Zhou.

With a strong aura, and a strong bloody evil spirit floating above his head, it was Zhao Gao and the others.

The golden dragon of luck, on the territory of the Great Zhou, no changes in luck can be hidden from him. When Zhao Gao and others entered such a special luck, Yan Fei felt it.

Now that you're here, let's see you.

The greeters, Concubine Yan, Eva, the Lord Jingxi, and the bodyguard Xun Kuang stood in front of Zhao Gao.

Behind the six sword slaves, there are more than 100 snare masters exuding strong blood and evil spirits. Looking at the breath, not only the ground level but also several heavenly levels, pointing at the startled salamander, Zhao Gao smiled lightly at Concubine Yan, "Dong Lord Jun, this is the person I caught, please give me a hand."

"Sorry, she is from Da Zhou now." Yan Fei said coldly.

"Not only the startling salamander is a trap, but the black and white Xuanjian's wife Xianxian is also a trap." Zhao Gao, who was wiggling his long nails with red nail polish and narrow eyes, turned to Yan Fei who was speaking, and said with a smile, " Your Majesty Da Zhou, may I ask if you resurrected Miss Xianxian?"

Talking to himself, this guy actually completely ignored his own words!

You didn't pay attention to me too much.

Yan Fei was a little angry.

"There is nothing delicate here. Resurrection, Master Zhao is joking?" Yan Fei said coldly, "Da Zhou doesn't welcome Master Zhao, please go back somewhere!"

Raising his eyebrows, Zhao Gao looked at Concubine Yan with a smile on his face unchanged, "Does Master Dong Jun mean the same?"

Although Yan Fei is somewhat special, Zhao Gao attributed this ability to resurrection to Concubine Yan.

After all, Concubine Yan has a special status, she has a phantom sound treasure box, and it is possible for her to control the power of Canglong Qisu.

And only the power of Canglong Qisu can be so magical.

"Your Majesty is the master of this country. He said that you are not welcome anymore. Mr. Zhao, you should go." Concubine Yan said coldly as the three-legged Golden Crow rose into the air behind her.

"Ugh……."

Shaking his head pretentiously and sighing softly, the snare masters behind Zhao Gao swarmed in an instant.

A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Yan Fei's mouth, "It's good to be like this early, why bother talking!"

0245 Zhao Gao’s Strength

The three-legged Golden Crow soared up, the huge wings wrapped Concubine Yan, and golden flames were burning all over her body, hot and domineering, within the flames, Concubine Yan wrapped in wings could no longer be seen, and even the three-legged Golden Crow gradually appeared It blurred and turned into a pure golden flame, and soon, everyone could only see a small golden sun hanging in the air.

There are two days in a day, what a wonder!

The temperature of the little sun is getting higher and higher, and at the same time, the extreme light is shining down.

That's right, it's the light. These days, Yan Fei summoned many good things and used them on Concubine Yan, and Concubine Yan's strength improved again.

The original flame temperature is upgraded to light irradiation, the temperature is upgraded, and the light is scattered, and ordinary people or objects are directly melted, and if the melting point is low, they will even be directly vaporized.

No, the chests of the earth-level masters brought by Zhao Gao were directly pierced by beams of light, burning out their blood, revealing scorched black holes in their chests, and then fell to the ground with a plop.

The range of the light is very wide, and their skills are too late to resist, and even those heavenly masters are stretched in the face of this extremely hot light.

Running skills to resist and block, but it will consume a lot of skills, if it continues, they will soon run out of skills, and then be burned to death like those subordinates.

Covering his brows with a tent with his hands, Zhao Gao looked at Concubine Yan in the sky, his expression was no longer as indifferent as before, very dignified, "I didn't expect that Master Dongjun's skill has improved by leaps and bounds after seeing him in such a short time."

At the beginning, Concubine Yan fought against Six Fingers Heixia outside Xianyang City, there was a lot of noise, how could Zhao Gao, as a top fighter, not know?

He thought that was the limit of Concubine Yan, but he didn't expect...

"Releasing such an extreme temperature will definitely consume a lot of energy. Let's see how long she can hold on." With a cold snort, Zhao Gao's slender fingers with red nails pointed at Yan Fei and the others, "Go and catch them first!"

Concubine Yan's little sun is not a real sun after all, and the radiation of light is not all-round, but sprinkles on the enemy's side according to her own will, and Yan Fei's side naturally has nothing.

It is Zhao Gao's plan to change the battlefield, change the situation, and squeeze the persimmon at the same time.

And Zhao Gao himself stood in place to restrain Concubine Yan, he was really curious about the limit of this Lord Dongjun.

"It's just in time!" Yan Fei chuckled lightly, with luck superimposed on his whole body, he pulled out the long knife at his waist, and slashed at the oncoming sky-level master who covered his face.

Yan Fei didn't have true energy, but luck was added to him. To a certain extent, he could rely on the power of the people of Dazhou. With the current strength of luck in the Puppet Dynasty, he could manage everyone in Dazhou to borrow [-]% of their strength. Strength is added to the body, without any discomfort, as if it is born to belong to oneself.

In fact, after fate and national destiny are fused, this power really belongs to him naturally. Every plant, tree, person, and thing in Da Zhou is his power, but he has not yet fully controlled it.

boom!

When swords collided, the two were evenly divided. Dazhou now has 500 people, excluding the old, the young, the weak, and the disabled. Yan Fei's current strength is almost twenty times that of ordinary people, and this strength is not just pure explosive power, but includes speed , The all-round improvement of nervous response, such a power, it is impossible to imagine it.

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I've had such a fight with swords and swords. Come on, you can have fun with me." The crisp metal buzzing sound of swords and swords collided reminded Yan Fei of the first years.

For many years, Yan Fei's action was just a thought, or a movement of energy. It hadn't been such a close-combat sword encounter for a long time. Suddenly, he felt it personally. Bit by bit, he missed it very much, and the way he missed it Just to relive this kind of battle.