my universal tinder

Chapter 279 Wasteland
On this day, the world shook.

The Guangming Academy issued a decree, starting today, it will set up mortal gates in 49 cities in the world. Anyone who has reached the age of 10 and has not awakened the fire can enter the practice. After awakening the fire within three years, they can enter the Guangming Academy to continue practicing.

As soon as this order came out, all parties were shocked.

Everyone knows the meaning behind this decree.

The Guangming Academy is no longer superior. He opened the door of convenience and opened the hope of fire cultivation to everyone.

Ten years, 20 years later...the number of people with supernatural powers who have awakened the fire will increase dramatically, and among them may even appear unrivaled powerhouses who can affect the overall situation of the world.

On that day, a vision occurred in Red Dragon City, the ground cracked, the city was destroyed, and almost half of the city was razed to the ground.

Later someone claimed that it was Luo Sheng Shajian who rescued the two disciples from the death row.

Wasteland rivers and mountains, boundless.

By the bank of Yashui, Ming Haoran and Ye Mo sat quietly to adjust their breath.

After the First King's Sacrifice, many disciples survived by luck, and the others were fine. The two of them were sent to death row because they were too close to Wang Qiong.

For this reason, Luo Qingyuan used the means of a master to shake the magic circle of Chilong City, and invited Luo Sheng to kill the sword to rescue the two.

After a while, Ming Haoran and Ye Mo finally recovered.

"Thank you!" Ye Mo looked at Luo Qingyuan and whispered.

His expression was gloomy. Ever since Wang Qiong disappeared, he had completely fallen into a low ebb and couldn't extricate himself.

"Idol him..." Ming Haoran hesitated to speak, but finally held back his words.

"Don't worry, he is still alive...he must be alive..."

Luo Qingyuan clenched her small hands tightly, her eyes were extremely firm, she didn't know if she was trying to comfort everyone or telling herself.

"Yes, how could someone like an idol die? Who in the world can kill him?" Ming Haoran aroused hope in his chest, clasped his hands tightly, and said extremely firmly.

Ye Mo's eyes lit up when he heard that.

He stood up, looked at the rolling river, and suddenly said: "I want to become stronger!"

At this time, Ye Mo's heart has never been so eager to be strong as it is now. If his strength can be strong enough to shock the world and make the whole world terrified, why would Wang Qiong run away with his life.

From this moment, Ye Mo's heart was firmer than ever. He told himself that one day, he would be so strong that the world would tremble, and he would not dare to touch Wang Qiong in the slightest.

"Do you want to become stronger? Come with me!"

Suddenly, a cool voice sounded.

Everyone was shocked, and even Luo Shengshajian, who was sitting cross-legged in the distance, had a strange look in his eyes.

On the turbulent river, a man wearing a green shirt came riding the waves, wearing a white mask, like a bright light, boundless and immeasurable.

"It's you?" Luo Shengshajian was suspicious, as if he recognized this person.

"Who?" Ming Haoran couldn't help asking.

The man wearing the white mask looked at Ye Mo, as if he was the only one in his eyes.

"If you want to become stronger, follow me!"

As he spoke, the man waved his hand, and the river rolled into a millstone, flowing in front of Ye Mo.

The crowd was astonished.

Luo Qingyuan cast a questioning look at Luo Shengshajian, who pondered for a moment and nodded.

"Opportunities are in front of you. It's up to you whether you go or not." The green shirt walked away.

Ye Mo clasped his hands tightly, jumped onto the millstone, followed, and disappeared at the end of the river in a blink of an eye.

"This is a rare opportunity!" Luo Shengshajian said suddenly.

Ming Haoran stared blankly at Ye Mo's disappearing back, with a gloomy expression.

"What are your plans?" Luo Qingyuan stepped forward and asked.

"I'm going to the snowy desert in the north!" Ming Haoran raised his head slowly, his eyes became extremely firm: "Just like Xiao Yezi said, we are too weak. Before the idol comes back, I will definitely make myself stronger."

The snowy desert in the north is the most bitter and cold place in the world, but it is mysterious and unpredictable, hiding many ancient civilizations and relics.

Before Emperor Qin ascended the throne, he was dispatched there after years of desolation.

Ming Haoran chose the snowy desert in the north, which just showed his determination and will.

On this day, Ming Haoran left. This former dandy, went to the northern border Xuemo alone.

"He has a group of good partners around him." Luo Shengshajian said in a deep voice.

"Maybe one day, they can really become a force that cannot be ignored in this world." Luo Qingyuan's voice became cold: "But now... this account can't just be settled like this!"

Luo Shengshajian looked up and said nothing.

He was too familiar with that kind of look, with a resolute and nowhere to kill, no one would have thought that the little princess of Luo Wangcheng had such sharpness and scruples hidden in her bones.

"Live!"

Luo Shengshajian stood up, said the last sentence, turned into a sword light that soared into the sky, and disappeared into the boundless sky.

"I'll wait for you to come back..." Luo Qingyuan whispered.

Soon, her voice was swallowed by the whimpering river.

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rumbling...

The thunder light surged, like a dragon flickering in the dark clouds all over the sky, turning into dazzling traces.

The sky seems to be connected with the earth, pressing down to the pole.

On the endless desert, heat waves are transpiring, and grains of yellow sand that have been baked hot by the sun seem to be about to usher in a new life, dancing wildly in the strong wind.

Suddenly, a small sand dune moved, and a big hand stretched out from it.

"I chopped off his ancestors, and finally survived."

Wang Qiong got out from the sand dune, shaking his body, shaking all the gravel from his hair and clothes.

"Old Wang... give me a hand!" Fatty's voice came from under Wang Qiong's feet.

Wang Qiong looked down, and saw a chubby hand waving for help.

"Haha, we've done a big job this time, reborn after the catastrophe." Wang Qiong pulled the fat man out and couldn't help laughing.

He had just laughed a few times before coughing dryly.

In the battle of Tianwang Mountain, his consumption was too great.

"You've shown your old face. Killing two spiritual furnace level powerhouses to death is the only feat that has been done before. The ancestral graves are about to smoke." Fatty's injuries have not healed, but he spoke enraptured.

"In the history of Guangming Academy, you are considered to be immortal." Fatty smiled happily, besides the joy of being reborn after the catastrophe, he also expressed his gratitude to Wang Qiong.

If it wasn't for Wang Qiong, maybe he would really be taken back to the Palace of Light and studied as a monster again.

"Don't be beautiful!" At this moment, Master Donkey's voice came.

Mr. Donkey stood on the top of the sand dunes, looking up, his slender ears swaying with the wind, giving him a sense of pride.

Wang Qiong and Fatty supported each other and walked over.

The sight of the eyes stunned him.

A huge skull crosses the endless wasteland, and a huge shadow covers a hundred miles.

Wang Qiong's eyes widened suddenly, and he couldn't believe it. Whether in reality or in ancient books, he had never seen such a huge monster. Just the skull was like a hill, which brought him great shock and oppression. .

"What is this place?" Wang Qiong asked subconsciously

"It's a lot of fun..." Lord Donkey spit out two words with a terrified expression.

"Wasteland!"

(End of this chapter)