Shock!The queen is my wife!

Chapter 121 The future is promising and fame is rising!

Chapter 121 The future is promising and fame is rising!
"hey-hey."

Ning Tian chuckled, and when he was about to check the countless treasures in the Zang Na Ring, the Three Saints stopped him.

"Little guy, there are too many people here, you'd better find a safe place to check, I'm afraid that the good things inside will surprise you." The Three Saints smiled mysteriously.

Hearing this, Ning Tian thought it was reasonable, so he simply gave up this idea first.

"Humph!"

"This kid, everyone has become his foil!"

One place in the inner hall.

Elder Jianmei gritted his teeth and looked at Ning Tian above the hall with serious eyes.

All of them not only got nothing, but also lost a group of elite disciples. They really lost their wives and soldiers!

And Ning Tian not only got the inheritance of the great emperor, but also the treasures of the entire mausoleum!
This trip to the mausoleum, it can be said that apart from the huge amount of money earned by the Tianmo Sect, they didn't even get any money!

"Fuck! You're so angry, you absolutely can't just let this kid go."

Elder Jianmei gritted his teeth.

"Ok!"

Elder Tian Feng also nodded heavily, he had long wanted to kill Ning Tian, ​​but Nai He never had the chance.

"Go, let's get out of here first."

Immediately, the two left quietly.

In the main hall, Ning Tian and Sansheng Emperor walked down slowly.

"Patriarch, congratulations."

The saintess of Yaochi smiled at Ning Tian.

"Uh thanks."

Ning Tian rubbed his nose, thinking that the last dream was connected with the soul of Le Dao Spirit Tool, he was a little embarrassed.

However, the foolish lady of Yaochi Saintess doesn't know that Ning Tian already knows the soul-soul connection of Le Dao Immortal Artifact.

"Grandfather."

At this moment, the elder Taishang rushed over excitedly, tears streaming down his face.

"Ancestor!"

"It's a good thing you're fine! Otherwise, how would I face the empress, how would I face the people of the Demon Sect!"

"Wooooow, I'm so worried about this old man."

"."

"That... Supreme Elder, don't cry yet." Ning Tian looked at the Supreme Elder, at a loss.

"Okay, I won't cry."

"Patriarch, let me borrow your clothes to blow my nose."

"."

A few black lines appeared on Ning Tian's forehead, and then, a roar sounded in the hall.

"Don't come here!"

"Go away!"

Seeing this scene, the saintess of Yaochi burst out laughing, and all the girls of Yaochi also laughed, like a hundred flowers blooming together.

The Great Emperor Sansheng shook his head and sighed: "It's good to be young."

Immediately, he looked at Ling Ao, Zhu Yuanbao and Li Ren.

"Although the three of you were successful, you survived anyway. These three local martial arts are bestowed on you."

The sound fell, and three light clusters emerged.

The Three Sages pushed it casually. Compared with the inheritance of the Great Emperor, this thing is not at the same level at all.

The three of Ling Ao were taken aback, and a look of joy flashed in their eyes.

They were lucky that they didn't die inside.

Unexpectedly, by relying on the blessing of the patriarch, I can also get a little benefit.

"Thank you, Three Holy Emperors!"

The three clasped their fists together and slowly took over the light group.

Seeing this scene, the faces of Old Man Xuying and Taoist Jin Bao softened a little.

If so many disciples were sacrificed and nothing was gained, no one would be able to accept it.

However, now that there is a local level of martial arts, this loss can be regarded as made up.

After the three of them got their martial arts, they were all a little excited.

That Li Blade didn't say anything, and after saluting to the Three Sages again, he turned and left.

He is alone now, what if they want to rob the earth-level martial arts after leaving the mausoleum?
So, he might as well leave earlier.

"Senior Sansheng, the younger generation will leave first."

At this time, Elder Xuying and Taoist Jinbao looked at the Three Sages and bowed slightly to say goodbye.

"Well, let's go."

"This emperor's mausoleum won't last long."

The Three Saints nodded.

"Patriarch take care!"

Before Elder Xuying left with Ling Ao, Ling Ao saluted Ning Tian slightly.

"Ah."

Ning Tian nodded, and said meaningfully: "Put away the arrogance in your heart, your sword may be even stronger! A good sword is no longer arrogant, it's about profit!"

"A good sword is no longer proud, is it about profit?"

Hearing this, Ling Ao was stunned for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly realized, his face was full of excitement: "Thank you, Patriarch, for teaching the way of swordsmanship!"

At this moment, he seemed to feel that the thing that troubled him to make no progress in the way of the sword was completely opened.

Seeing Ning Tian pointing Ling Ao, the old man Xu Ying narrowed his eyes and looked at Ning Tian: "Thank you."

"It's okay, just pointing out casually."

Ning Tian waved his hand. The reason why he pointed Ling Ao was because he and Zhu Yuanbao intentionally protected themselves from being disturbed during the inheritance.

Kindness is small.

But Ning Tian didn't like to be owed, so he gave some pointers.

"Just give me any pointers."

The corner of Xuying's mouth twitched, and he gave a wry smile in his heart.

Casual words of advice are better than Ling Ao's comprehension over the past few months.

Hey.

It really wasn't easy for the legendary patriarch of the Demon Cult this day.

"Everyone, farewell!"

The old man Xuying shook his head, pulled Ling Ao, and flew away.

"Do you need any advice from me?"

Ning Tian looked at Zhu Yuanbao indifferently.

"Cough cough."

Zhu Yuanbao coughed dryly, and shook his head again and again: "No, no, no need, that patriarch, I remembered that my mother should tell me to go home for dinner, so I'll slip away first."

After finishing speaking, this guy shook his fat all over.

He summoned Jin Yuanbao, dragged Taoist Jin Bao who was talking and laughing happily with Elder Qinglin, and ran away.

In the sky.

Soon came Taoist Jin Bao's bewildered voice.

"Son, what are you doing?"

"The old man's happiness was ruined by you just like that!"

However, Jin Yuanbao's flying speed became faster, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a golden light and disappeared.

Hearing Taoist Jinbao's words, Ning Tian looked at Elder Qinglin with great interest. He didn't expect these two old people to have such a story!

"Cough cough."

The Great Three Sages coughed dryly, and urged, "You guys should leave as soon as possible, the inheritance has been broken, and the emperor's remnant soul won't last long. At that time, this mausoleum will be buried in the ground forever."

"If you don't leave, you can only stay with this mausoleum forever."

"Stay in this mausoleum forever?"

Hearing this, Ning Tian raised his eyebrows and said unceremoniously, "Farewell!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left with the Supreme Elder.

"You boy."

The Three Sages couldn't laugh or cry, and shook his head, "Boy, don't bury my inheritance!"

"Do not worry."

Ning Tian waved his hand without looking back.

"Sooner or later, I will use your exercises to become famous in the Tianxuan world!"

(End of this chapter)

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