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Chapter 358 True King (final chapter of this volume)
Wang Qiong was dumbfounded. A second ago he was still laughing at Qin Wanxiang and his master. These two idiots dared to break the seal because they had no skills. As a result, they provoked a big monster, and they were chased and killed crazily.

Watching this scene made Wang Qiong feel very relieved, as if he had eaten a bowl of braised pork.

But maybe his laughter was too arrogant, and the next second he caught his attention. The big monster turned around and focused all his attention on him.

This is really embarrassing.

The so-called madness has rain, and maniacs have disasters. The ancestors said that one should be low-key, and there is indeed some truth.

At this moment, Wang Qiong was in a state of extreme panic, wishing he could slap his two big-eared melon seeds immediately and secretly laugh?
The terrifying aura was overwhelming, enveloping Wang Qiong.

The vitality pool in front of him surged accordingly, and the white dough that was lying in it was terrified, squeaked, jumped up and down, and burrowed into Wang Qiong's creaking nest.

At this time, Qin Wanxiang and his master had already disappeared without a trace.

rumbling...

Suddenly, the white hair all over the sky retracted into the deep pit of the earth.

Originally, the hot magma also disappeared, and at the same time, the deep pit began to rotate and expand, like a blooming despair.

Wang Qiong's body was sucked into the deep pit uncontrollably.

"Fuck, it can't be so unlucky." Wang Qiong's heart skipped a beat.

The next moment, he felt that the surroundings were warm and humid, as if he had returned to his mother's body, and at the end of his line of sight, it seemed that the entrance of the cave was bright.

When he came back to his senses, he was stunned by everything in front of him.

"The courtyard!?" Wang Qiong was stunned, a little unbelievable.

Under this deep pit, there is actually a garden?
Cang trees stand tall, and fallen flowers are colorful.

In the center of the pavilion not far away, hangs an ancient picture scroll, on which is painted a majestic dharma, a demon god sits cross-legged on the ground, ancient and mysterious, holding a big seal, controlling the four dimensions, suppressing the eight wastes, in his eyes Conceived with mighty Tianwei, there are many robbery and punishment above the head.

This ancient picture scroll is exuding strange fluctuations all the time, surrounded by incense, enshrining it.

"The Fierce God of the Great Wilderness..."

Wang Qiong's expression changed suddenly, and he couldn't help getting excited.

The scroll of ancient paintings in front of me is a supreme treasure, and on it is the divine form of the Great Wilderness God. As long as you get it, you can comprehend this divine form, imprint the fire seed, forge the flame soldiers, step into the melting pot, and become the ruler .

Thinking of this, Wang Qiong's breathing became heavy, and he walked towards the pavilion with strides.

"Young man, don't be too impatient."

At this moment, a contemptuous voice came over.

Wang Qiong was startled, and instinctively turned around to look.

Under the green tree, beside the stone table, sat a man who didn't know when, he looked like he was only in his 20s, his white hair was loose, his face was handsome, he was wearing a toga, he looked like an ancient sage.

"Humans? How can there be humans here?" Wang Qiong was puzzled.

But in an instant, he thought of it.

"Are you... the senior from the Qin royal family?"

In the land of sealing demons, only the senior of Qin Huangting can control everything and appear here.

It's just that Wang Qiong didn't expect that after so many years, this senior is still not dead, and he is still so young?
Wang Qiong glanced at the other party's white hair and realized that the one who chased and killed Qin Wanxiang, his master and his apprentice just now was not a big monster at all, but the expert in front of him.

"It can't be a ghost!?" Wang Qiong muttered in his heart.

"Young man, come and talk."

The white-haired young man pointed to the seat opposite and made a gesture of invitation.

Wang Qiong hesitated for a moment and walked over.

"Sit down." The white-haired young man said with a smile, "I haven't seen anyone for a long time, so there is no need to be formal."

Wang Qiong sat down obediently, still extremely alert in his heart.

This kind of old monster looks young, but he doesn't know how long he has lived. If he has any evil intentions, he will stay here even if he has a hundred lives.

hum...

The white-haired young man waved his hand, and the picture scroll of the wild and ferocious god in the pavilion in the distance immediately rolled up and flew into his hand.

"This little gadget is a meeting gift."

The white-haired youth put the scroll on the table and pushed it in front of Wang Qiong.

"This……"

Wang Qiong was stunned. Originally, he was still thinking about how to trick the scroll into his hands, but he didn't expect that the other party would give it to him directly. The happiness came so suddenly that people were caught off guard.

"It's not good to be rewarded for nothing." Wang Qiong hesitated, holding the scroll tightly.

"You are sincere. This kind of disposition is really rare. It is a bit like the ancestors of Luo Wangcheng." The white-haired young man smiled.

"Qing Yuan's ancestor?" Wang Qiong froze for a moment, a little confused.

"Before the ancestors of King Luo City were established as kings, they wandered in the grasslands. Because they were young and inexperienced, they were deceived and owed half the country's wealth. Although he scattered all his wealth, it was difficult for him to make up for the gaps," said the white-haired young man. A piece of the past.

"Therefore, the ancestors of the Luo family made a solemn oath that even if they were extremely poor in this life, they would pay off all their debts. Everyone in the world thought it was an excuse. Who would have thought that in just five years, he would really pay off all his debts. ..."

"Later, the ancestors of the Luo family got acquainted with the Great Qin Taizu. The Great Qin established the country, and the Luo family became the king. The Great Qin Taizu was grateful for this past event, and specially asked the historian to pass on his virtue of honesty. He wrote a book called "Zhen Huan Biography."

"The Luo family still has such an ancestor?" Wang Qiong expressed deep doubts.

To be honest, apart from his unmarried daughter-in-law Luo Qingyuan, Wang Qiong has little affection for Luo Wangcheng.

He tried his best to rescue Luo Sheng Shajian that day, but the ancestor of the Luo family turned his back on his words and insisted on Ye Tian's side.

From then on, Wang Qiong felt that Luo Wangcheng was not a good bird.

"It's far away!" The young man in white waved his hand.

"The Fierce God of the Wilderness is one of the nine forms of gods inherited from the lineage of Shensha, second only to the Great Black Heaven Prison King and the God of Shura Ming. If you step into the Fusion Realm with this form of God, you can be regarded as a first-class master." The young man in white pointed.

Among the nine gods of the lineage of gods and evil spirits, the first one is the Great Black Heavenly Prison King, the second one is the Shura Mingshen Zun, and the third one is the Great Desolation Fierce God.

Cultivate the body shape of the lineage of gods and evil spirits, and once you step into the fusion device state, you must be a first-class ruler.

"However... with your talent, there are actually better choices." The young man in white suddenly said.

Wang Qiong's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly said, "Please enlighten me, senior."

"In the deep palace of Da Nei, there is a divine form hidden in the secret. It is one of the oldest divine forms in the world. It was originally a treasure handed down from generation to generation by the Great Xia Dynasty. It is extremely mysterious... With your talent, you may be able to imprint that divine form." Daoist form..."

Wang Qiong's heart felt hot when he heard that.

You must know that before the founding of the Great Qin Dynasty, the Great Xia Dynasty had existed for thousands of years, and the god form that had been passed down since ancient times fell into the hands of the Emperor Qin and was hidden in the deep palace of the Great Inner Palace. Its preciousness is self-evident.

"Senior, do you have any explanation for that divine form?" Wang Qiong humbly asked for advice.

"That divine form is recorded in an ancient book called "The Last Dharma Scripture". If you are lucky enough to see it, you may be able to peek into the secret of this divine form."

Speaking of this, the white-haired youth followed Wang Qiong's hand and said: "If you can't get the "Moment Dharma Scripture", it will not be too late to practice the Great Wilderness."

"In addition, do a lot of enlightenment on weekdays. This divine form can refine your true energy, which is of great benefit to your strength."

As he spoke, the young man in white took out a ring from his arms, which was a strange ring formed by the head and tail of a black evil dragon.

"What is this?" Wang Qiong wondered.

"Little thing, take it back, it may be of great use in the future." The white-haired young man handed over the ring.

Wang Qiong took it over, looked at it, and immediately asked: "Senior, you are so kind, do you have anything to tell me?"

The white-haired young man smiled, pointed to Wang Qiong's shoulder and said, "Just take care of this little guy."

"What?" Wang Qiong froze for a moment, looked at the soft white dough on his shoulder, and didn't react for a while.

"Senior...what do you mean?" Wang Qiong looked strange.

The two are not next to each other at all.

"When I see the younger generation, I want to support one or two. I never thought that this line has not been cut off. It is really a miracle." The white-haired young man looked at the white dough and sighed.

At this moment, Wang Qiong's brain buzzed for the first time.

It turned out that it wasn't him that the other party wanted to support, but Baiduo.

Thinking of this, Wang Qiong's heart beat wildly, and he vaguely guessed something.

"Junior... you won't be... a monster?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Wang Qiong himself couldn't believe it.

He has never seen a monster in human form before, this... this is simply unbelievable.

"That's right!" The white-haired young man nodded, and immediately added: "If you use human cognition standards to divide..."

"You can also call me the real king!"

Under the cang trees, there are colorful fallen flowers.

Looking at the white-haired youth's clear eyes, Wang Qiong was stunned.

　Volume No.12 "The True King" is over! Volume No.13 "Mending the Sky Guild" is about to start!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)