I am the leader of Huangquan

Chapter 139 Fishing in the cave, the devil emperor strikes

She is poisonous!

He is worthy of being a ruthless person who must revenge.

This "Sura field" is too terrifying, it is really difficult to check and balance the battle between my two cheap wives
Also prevent them from greening themselves.

"However, she shouldn't be able to catch up, right?" Wu Lang muttered.

No season is as big as the sea of ​​bitterness.

There are four seasons in a sea, and the sky is different for ten miles.

Every ten miles of sea area, the time velocity of ocean currents in each seawater is different.

It is simply a sea of ​​time mazes, navigating in it, logically speaking, the probability of encountering them is extremely low.

"Although she asked about the specific location of the master, it is natural that they can meet and approach, but Li Qingrou, how dare to ask?"

"She doesn't dare to ask herself the exact location of the master inexplicably. Finding a needle in a haystack by herself is very difficult."

All of a sudden, Wu Lang felt very calm!
It should have stabilized temporarily.

Anyway, I was just tricking Xing Hanhan into running away.

It takes two to 30 years to come across the sea for the great powers in the transcending tribulation period. It is estimated that it will take four to 50 years for her to merge into one, right?

When she comes over, I don't know how long it has been since the world of cultivating immortals in Jingzhou.

And Xing Hanhan obviously knows this, but for her, slowly crossing the endless sea of ​​suffering is also a kind of experience and practice.

In the endless bitter sea, there are various ancient ruins, various elixir, mysterious secret places, and mysterious indigenous islands.

In the blink of an eye, another two years have passed.

In the past two years, almost nothing major happened.

The demon disaster broke out normally, and the outside world became more and more earth-shattering!
The mountain spirits are also protecting the people at the bottom everywhere, building underground cities as air-raid shelters.

In short, the full front is very hot!

With the constant fighting outside, the cultivation of the disciples gradually increased to a higher level.

The biggest change is that the Sanjing infection rate has reached a new height: 70%
The number of overwhelming animal disasters has far surpassed the number of demonized low-level monsters in the demonic disasters. The two sides fought overwhelmingly, and blood was everywhere.

It's like a group of bacteria fighting, although not strong.

But the numbers are spectacular.

And in the past two years, the master and apprentice, while crossing the seasonless sea of ​​suffering, "traveling" everywhere, also returned to the seventh peak of Huangquan Shengzong.

Putting aside the reality, the position has shifted, and it seems that there is no big difference from the previous life.

"Junior brother, there is no season of suffering, it is very strange, the flow of time is different!"

Xing Hanhan didn't know that the disaster was imminent, so he was still introducing some of his recent experiences:
"I recently went to an island. The natives on it are very weird. They all have special tattoos. They are in a time current, and the time flow on the island is faster than in other places. I am so old."

Wu Lang's expression suddenly became strange.

You exposed your position like this, and your apprentice is eavesdropping nearby, didn't you see her ears pricked up?

I'm afraid she's already positioning you in her heart?
Are you so not afraid of death?

Ugh!
Am I the only one worrying about you, a lifeless bastard?
Wu Lang had a headache, but it was impossible to tell the truth. After all, even Po Meng didn't find out, and Xing Hanhan naturally couldn't find out the weirdness of her apprentice, who was already chasing after her.

Xing Hanhan asked the disciple behind him with a calm face: "By the way, after I left, how did you deal with the errands?"

And Li Qingrou was still cross-legged to absorb luck, opened her eyes and nodded, as always coldly: "Master, don't worry, after you leave, everything will be the same as before, it's normal!"

After all, she still has her body and is in charge of the original local forces, so there is no possibility of being discovered.

"Li X Rou, what a scary woman! I can't afford to provoke her, I can't afford to provoke her." Wu Lang was groping beside him, secretly complaining:
"If Li Qingrou is compared to the decisive protagonist of a novel about cultivating immortals, Xing Hanhan is the kind of "my son has the talent of a great emperor" genius villain who has a sacred bone and holy body, right?"

These two people don't talk.

In Jingzhou, there are more and more new changes.

These two years were enough for that group of craftsmen to begin to form their initial growth, and many of them were already at the second or third level of Qi training.

"Then, since the lineage of craftsmen is available, it's time for me to start a new sect and rebuild the Emperor's sect." Wu Lang said lightly, constantly scrolling through the entire map of Jingzhou.

"More than two years have passed, Junior Brother, are you finally going to be called emperor?" Xing Hanhan's eyes lit up. This is a title, but it is also very important.

The enthronement ceremony was quite spectacular and could be called a prosperous age.

Wu Lang shook his head, "Proclaiming the emperor is too much trouble, wait until I go back a little bit, now it's a nameless, mere golden core stage monk, and there is no way to go out in person after becoming the emperor."

"At present, we are only rebuilding the Jinghuang City and giving the people a belief. We still need it."

"By the way, hold the national imperial examinations again, and select talents for me. If I don't come out, I can only remotely control the development of the people in the low-level cultivation world of Jingzhou people."

imperial examination.

It was Wu Lang's new idea.

Find some desired fate talents and strengthen your own strength.

For example, when he saw someone, he remembered the low-level exercise of true spirit recovery, the death squad who is not afraid of death, and if he has no players, he will find the natives.

I want to find a group of people with this kind of fate, to be death squads, herb collectors, who can recover slowly after death, and to be the guards of Huangquan Yin, to explore the secret places for myself
This is very comfortable.

It would be foolish not to have power!
"Currently, the establishment of the Jinghuang City and the imperial examinations are only for the livelihood of the low-level people. I have no way to interfere with those fairy gates in the high-end battlefield of evil disasters."

"At the same time, the lofty Immortal Sect probably has to stumbling me, the Human Sovereign. After all, the Human Sovereign was originally suppressed by them."

Wu Lang is very self-aware.

The Human Sovereign looks tall, but in fact he is the one being beaten. This government can manage the people at the bottom, but can't control the capital plutocrats like Xianmen, who secretly commit crimes.

This luck is not so easy to enjoy.

the other side.

The edge of the cloud abyss.

Whoa!

Sitting on the flying boat of the Devil Emperor, in the strong wind, the sleeves of a supreme overlord fluttered, and a terrifying deterrent force suppressed the forest birds and beasts below to be silent.

"I came here in just over three years. I walked through the abyss of clouds and mist, and people secretly smuggled for me. I only need to drive at full speed all the way, which is really fast enough."

The Cloud and Mist Abyss, like the Seasonless Sea of ​​Bitterness, is a restricted area.

If you break through normally, it is extremely dangerous, and there are all kinds of demon emperors encircling and suppressing it. It will take 30 years and a lot of injuries before you can cross.

But he has acquaintances, he is a demon cultivator who has been collaborating with demons for a long time.

"How backward this land is."

He looked at this barren and unimaginably barren land with almost no natural aura in the air. A stalwart covered in blood said indifferently:
"Sure enough, it is barren. There is no spiritual energy in the air at all. Every time a little spiritual energy is born, it will be squeezed dry by the newly born mountain spirit."

The aura is thin, so it is naturally difficult to nourish all kinds of elixir and rare beasts here.

The desert monks here are so backward.

His eyes flashed: "Go and find that legendary good-for-nothing Devil Emperor, the Emperor Mo Yun who initiated this evil disaster."

He kept shuttling at the border of the cloud and mist abyss, and finally approached a vast and majestic black towering magic city.

"Devil Emperor, come out." He snorted coldly, breathing heavily.

boom!
"Little guy, who are you calling?" A breath of extreme horror erupted from the depths of the Demon Emperor's city, as if the world was crushed and turned upside down by this coercion.

three hours later.

"How could you be so strong??"

Taoist Xueke was covered in blood and suffered a lot of heavy injuries, "At your peak, you had at least the cultivation of the fourth level of crossing the catastrophe, and you are a monster who has survived the four catastrophes of heaven and man!"

He looked at the young devil emperor who was coughing up blood in front of him. His complexion was pale, and even the wings and thread horns were broken. It was obvious that he had suffered a lot in the Netherworld Demon Sect.

But it was still so terrifying that he could beat Quansheng himself, and he might even be killed.

If it wasn't for the fact that the other party was afraid that he was carrying a sleeping master on his body, and also joined forces with a second-level Transcending Tribulation with the same level as his own, he would have died.

"Huh? How weak do you think I am?"

Emperor Moyun showed a trace of coldness, he kept coughing up blood, and his handkerchief was dyed bright red, "You thought you saw the projection water mirror, that old man's combat strength was at the first level of crossing robbery, and he was so old, take him and me Compare? Do you think our level is about the same? That’s why we can’t beat Jingzhou and have been in a stalemate?”

"And why do you think that the war between the Jingzhou demon disaster and the human race is equal?"

"Even now, with such serious injuries, I can easily kill the Emperor of Jingzhou. That place is too barren."

He said lightly: "It's just that I'm too lazy to make a move. I will use this war to train my next generation of successors and choose a new emperor from among them."

He is the peak master of the two Yellow Springs. He was immoral and joined hands in a sneak attack, so he was arrested and sent to the [-]th floor of hell, where he was tortured.

Even now, he can kill the old emperor who hanged himself by the immortal medicine with one hand.

Taoist Xueke was silent for a few seconds, he underestimated him.

It is very normal for someone to be born in the cloudy abyss, not in the poor Jingzhou, with strong aura and extremely high cultivation.

"So, you colluded with a certain devil emperor and smuggled here, what are you going to do?"

Sitting on the throne, Emperor Moyun tapped his fingertips with great interest, "Are you here to kill that human sage from Jingzhou?"

"Yes." Taoist Xueke admitted, "I am willing to contribute to the evil disaster, encircle and suppress the Jingzhou human race, and capture that young Confucian who opened up the era!"

(End of this chapter)