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Chapter 235 True Face (Please subscribe for the second update!)

Yang Yong's teeth were itching with hatred for the fourth prince, King Anle, so he told the whole story.

"Many years ago, my Sacred Beast Sect owed the Fourth Prince An Le Wang a favor for some things. He asked us to tell him the news about your attack on Lei Ling, and cooperate with the Golden Dragon Elephant to set a dead end for you." Yang Yong knew everything.

"Anle King"

A murderous intent flashed in Wei Long's eyes.

Behind Zhao Ping and Zhao Xing is King Anle!
Some things were beyond Wei Long's expectation.

Because of the two incidents concerning the throne of Dayan and the Fengyun Dynasty earlier, he had asked people to collect some news from the top officials of the Dynasty.

The only big figures who can have the energy to cut off the reporting channels within the Gods and Demons Association and the dynasty are the high-ranking members of the royal family.

Among them, the most comprehensive information is the information of the princes and princesses.

The current Holy Emperor has been in power for more than a thousand years. As usual, the Holy Emperor will not live for too long.

Wei Long didn't know the specific reason either.

In short, the holy emperors of all dynasties were very short-lived, not to mention the longevity of the golden body, even the longevity of the god and demon king.

Once on the throne, the longest one lived only 500 years.

Under the Holy Emperor, Crown Prince Zhao Junwu is naturally the most famous and recognized as the Holy Emperor's choice. He has already supervised state affairs.

It is the little sun hanging above the territory of the human race.

Under it, those princes and princesses were all greatly suppressed.

What is the level of this suppression?
As long as a certain prince or princess has other thoughts, other brothers and sisters will take care of them without Zhao Junwu's help.

Whether it is fame or strength, Zhao Junwu is above other princes and princesses.

And the fourth prince An Le Wang is the most peculiar one among the princes and princesses.

It can be seen from his title of king that he only seeks peace and happiness.

Most of the evaluations from the outside world are also the same. He likes extravagance and pleasure, and is not loved by the Holy Emperor. On the contrary, he has a good attitude with the Crown Prince Zhao Junwu, and he is a playful little brother.

Wei Long had also read the information about King An Le, but never thought that he was the one behind the scenes.

But thinking about it now, only such a person, everyone thinks he is a waste that only enjoys pleasure, can accumulate a little bit of strength.

"If you were given time, maybe you would be the next Yanchen."

Wei Long was thinking about it.

It is not impossible for King Anle to counterattack in the future, but it is a pity that Wei Long already knew it was him.

Well, this point may naturally disappear.

"Your Excellency, can you leave me a way to survive?" Yang Yong asked cautiously.

Wei Long sneered and looked at Yang Yong, "You shouldn't have lied to me."

Yang Yong was stunned.

"You said that you were murdered by the Pantheon when you were young, and you were full of hatred for the Pantheon, but as you got older and the Pantheon was too powerful, you gradually let go.

It seems that you know that I have friction with the Pantheon, and you also know that I hate the Pantheon, so you use this to get closer to me? " Wei Long asked Yang Yong.

Yang Yong's heart suddenly turned cold, and he quickly denied it.

Wei Long then asked: "Do you still think that I don't know that King An Le secretly colluded with Pantheon?"

"I've let go." Yang Yong could only say so.

"King Anle and the forces that killed your parents are allies. If it is true as you said, even if you let go, normal people may not take revenge, but they will definitely not contribute to King Anle."

Wei Long said slowly: "Or, are you perverted to the point of mental insufficiency?"

Wei Long exposed Yang Yong's true face.

This is a person who seems to be terrified, but is actually still calm.

After finishing speaking, Wei Long pointed out his finger lightly.

The finger approached Yang Yong's forehead a little bit, and Yang Yong felt that the space in all directions was imprisoned and he could not resist.

Yang Yong looked at Wei Long's pointing finger and said in horror: "I just lied a little, that's all."

"I know. All the lies have the truth. You just concealed your origin."

Wei Long tapped Yang Yong's forehead lightly with his fingers, but there was no miraculous fluctuation.

Yang Yong waited for a long time before he realized that he was not dead.

His whole body was drenched with sweat, which was more painful than being deprived of his miraculous powers.

He looked at Wei Long, his words didn't match for a moment, "Thank you"

"I won't kill you. At least not now. Write down all the information you know about the realm, about the Pantheon, about the Holy Beast Gate, about the royal family, and the Seven Great Caves. "

Wei Long said his request, "Also, write down all the secret methods of the Holy Beast Gate, and someone will send you a pen and paper later."

Wei Long walked to the door, turned to look at Yang Yong who was limp on the ground, and said softly: "If what you wrote down is a little bit of a lie. Trust me. You will be glad that you are dead now."

Hearing this, Yang Yong who was sitting on the ground was shocked.

Wei Long no longer pays attention to Yang Yong who has been played badly, and has no intention of knowing his real past.

He already got the information he wanted.

"In terms of strength, I already have the confidence to gallop freely in the cathode world. What I lack is information resources."

Wei Long muttered to himself, "The record of killing Lei Ling and the Golden Dragon Elephant has not yet fully fermented, and many things have to wait."

Yandu Temple.

Yandu Temple turned into ruins for the second time.

Originally, the only surviving god king of Dayan also died here, his eyes widened with anger, and he would not rest in peace until his death.

An old man came from a distance, carrying a head, which was Ling Yimou's head.

After Ling Yi Mou realized something was wrong, he ran away immediately, and was about to leave Dayan, but he was still caught.

Qin Wutian's eight people are not only the strongest gods and demon kings, but also old monsters who have lived for thousands of years.

Perhaps facing Wei Long, they were extremely passive, and that was entirely because Wei Long was too perverted.

With Wei Long, everyone has to bear the deterrence from the blessing of the super strong.

The difference in strength sometimes made it difficult for them to open their mouths when facing Wei Long.

But the true colors of these old guys are really wicked people.

They mastered many secret techniques, and Wei Long's order was to clean up the Pantheon of Dayan and the Fengyun Dynasty, and they would not let any member of the Pantheon go.

Find them one by one through brutal interrogation.

"Da Yan has a total of nine pantheons, one god king, 45 true gods, 790 eight god sons, nearly ten thousand descendants of gods, almost extinct." Qin Wutian cleaned up the results of the battle.

From time to time, his eyes looked at another position.

There, a child was lying on the ground. He was so tired that he had nothing to love.

The child is Yan Hao.

What Wei Long meant was to train hard.

Go where you need to, and you have already laid such a solid foundation. If Yan Hao can't rise, it can only be said that the tempering is not enough.

Yan Hao is indeed a genius, even Qin Wutian admits it.

Now that Yan Hao is in the late stage of Jindan, his cultivation speed is astonishingly fast, and every time he breaks through, there must be visions.

By Yan Hao's side, you can comprehend the law of the five elements anytime, anywhere.

When Yan Hao breaks through a small realm, it will cause visions, and he can even have an epiphany from time to time. It can be said that the benefits are amazing.

Of course, to describe Yan Hao as amazing, the girl next to Yan Hao can only be described as horrifying.

The girl is naturally An Han.

Almost all the divine blood that cleaned up the Pantheon fell into An Han's hands.

At this moment, An Han's aura is already at the peak of Jindan, the reason why he didn't break through is because An Han is suppressing the speed of advancement, so as to make his foundation more solid.

On a piece of broken white jade, An Han sat cross-legged quietly.

Compared to the carefree Yan Hao, An Han is more restrained.

She was dressed in a blue robe, sitting cross-legged elegantly, her immature and pretty face was calm, and she did not feel the slightest discomfort from the sizing up of those old monsters, just like Qinglian, who already had an extraordinary temperament at a young age, and had a faint feeling of uneasiness. The feeling of moving like a mountain.

"Grandpa Qin, let's go, let's go to Fengyun Dynasty." An Han opened his eyes, with a sweet smile, and looked at Qin Wutian.

"Okay, okay." Qin Wutian slightly avoided An Han's gaze.

"Junior brother, we have to hurry! How can you inherit the mantle of master in this state!" An Han pulled Yan Hao who was half dead.

She walked up to the old man who was carrying Ling Yimou's head, a vortex appeared beside her, and the head disappeared.

Then come to the god king who died with regret, and harvest a piece of blood of the god king.

"An Han, you pervert! I didn't inherit the ability of fighting to support you that Master gave you~~" Yan Hao was dragged away, with his little feet kicking the ground constantly, with two panda eyes on his face.

With Yan Hao's energy, he felt tired, and it was conceivable that he was really tired.

"Your talent needs this kind of suppression. Only by constantly squeezing can your potential be stimulated." An Han acted like a senior sister and kept teaching.

If it had been before everyone started cleaning up the Pantheon, Yan Hao would still refute.

At this moment, he has lost the strength to resist.

Let An Han hold his hand, dragging and dragging on the ground, moving forward quickly.

Yan Hao's body dragged on the floor, he didn't even want to walk, he looked blankly at the eight Qin Wutian people behind him.

Qin Wutian and these old monsters gave a helpless expression.

Yan Hao looked at the distant sky with nothing to love:

Master, master, this female disciple you accepted is not human!She is cute, cute and mischievous in front of you, but when she is outside, she is a pervert, a pervert who abused me a hundred times!

An Han showed another side different from his peers, making everyone feel that this child is not simple.

An Han is present, and the group will follow her speed.

She can't fly yet, if she encounters any obstacle, she directly sacrifices Yan Hao and smashes it directly. Yan Hao's head is as hard as iron, like a soldier of the king of gods and demons.

What?Yan Hao has an opinion?impossible!If you don't believe me, ask him, does he dare to give his opinion?

Wei Long didn't know the specific situation of his two apprentices' experience, this was an experience that belonged to them.

Wei Long only left behind a ray of energy, and could only vaguely feel life and death.

He was not afraid that Qin Wutian and others would attack the two apprentices when he was not around.

They're not stupid yet.

Of course, Wei Long's biggest confidence is that he can be resurrected.

The apprentice's breath of life disappeared, and he rushed over.

The heart is so big!

You can live even if you die, so what are you afraid of?
"Master Wei Long."

"Hall Master!"

"Brother!"

Wei Long's figure walked through Julu City, and many people saluted him along the way.

Wei Long nodded in response.

As the record of killing pure-blooded desolate beasts spread, Wei Long surpassed the name of a peerless genius, and many people's attitudes were changing. That was the attitude towards the strongest.

Came to a palace.

This is the place where Baibao Pavilion settled down.

"Your Excellency Wei Long." Seeing King Feiyan this time, his attitude changed a lot, and his tone became more respectful.

Wei Long didn't mention the unhappiness between the two, but put it aside and said with a smile: "We meet again."

"Your Excellency Wei Long, I apologize to you for my attitude last time."

Wei Long didn't mention it, but Feiyan Wang took the initiative to apologize.

"That matter is over. Speaking of it, I took advantage of it." Wei Long said softly.

King Feiyan became even more embarrassed, bowed his head slightly, she was not wearing a veil, her beautiful face was flushed like a rosy glow.

"Ahem, I am here this time to ask about the possible problems that may be encountered in breaking through the Golden Body Tribulation."

Wei Long found out that King Feiyan was blushing and lowered his head, and secretly cursed in his heart.

You are such a flying smoke king!

I want old cows to eat tender grass!
If he remembers correctly, the deputy head of the Baibao Pavilion in front of him is already a thousand years old, and he still pretends to be young for me!

"I actually wanted to tell you the question about the golden body robbery when I met last time." Feiyan King no longer played tricks on the air, and spoke kindly.

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