my universal tinder

Chapter 407 Wang Futian

The emperor of the world has lived for [-] years, so he came from the sky!
Uphold the destiny, but kill the world!
Wang Qiong looked at the gesture of the dragon and snake rising and falling, and felt a mysterious and vast rushing towards his face.

"The Emperor Qin's residence is really extraordinary." Wang Qiong couldn't help but said.

"Heaven and earth, throughout the ages, how many emperors have dared to set foot in the two realms, claiming to be heaven, and ruling the world." The Seventh Prince murmured softly.

"You go in!"

"Aren't you with me?" Wang Qiong turned his head and said.

The Seventh Prince shook his head: "Father has never summoned him. According to the rules, I can only wait here."

"You have so many royal rules." Wang Qiong couldn't help but said.

Seeing that Lao Tzu still has so many etiquette rules, the son is not allowed to see him, and he can't even enter the door.

"Are you crazy? Don't even look at this place? Be careful." The Seventh Prince raised his brows slightly and reminded in a deep voice.

It has to be said that Wang Qiong's courage is really too great, and the fault of no taboo is really branded to the bone marrow and cannot be changed.

In this imperial palace, Qinhuang's residence dared to say such words.

Wang Qiong laughed dryly and walked into the inner courtyard.

Danxia is like a long dance in red practice, with dense air transpiration overflowing, fragrance permeates, auspicious colors are colorful, and the sound of birds and animals can be heard endlessly.

Inside the courtyard, it looks like a fairyland, seemingly exquisite, but in fact it is vast and boundless.

When Wang Qiong stepped into it, it was like walking into a maze.

"There is a universe inside!" Wang Qiong sighed, with his state, he couldn't even use his thoughts to detect the surrounding environment here.

This courtyard is enveloped by a powerful force at all times.

woohoo hoo...

At this moment, there was a strong wind, followed by a few screams.

Wang Qiong pricked up his ears, passed through the dense fog, and walked over.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a bright light flickering in front of his eyes.

In the Cangshu pine forest, a child with his waist up, about five or six years old, looked arrogantly at his peers who were scattered all around him, still howling in pain.

"Is this the strength of the Zong family? You are so weak!" the child said indifferently.

The faces of those around the same age were miserable, with blood dripping from the corner of their mouths, and a hint of horror and horror in their eyes.

"Don't be crazy... a bastard... what are you crazy about?" Someone gritted his teeth and shouted, his words were harsh.

boom……

Before the words were finished, the child suddenly made a fuss, and a terrifying airflow shot up from the weak body, like a dragon roaring, descending from the sky, and directly blasted the shouting person into the mud.

"Tinder... Such a young grade has condensed Tinder!?" Wang Qiong's eyes widened, only to find it incredible.

He has grown so big, he has never seen a monster that can gather fire at the age of five or six, no... let alone met, he has never heard of it.

Even the Guangming Academy, known as the highest institution of fire cultivation, has to recruit students at least 12 years old.

A child of five or six years old?Before the hair is fully grown, the fire has already condensed?

"What is this..." Wang Qiong was inexplicably shocked.

"Being trampled by a bastard, you have dishonored your supreme blood." The child was ruthless, and he stepped down, stomping heavily on his companion's head.

This scene made everyone show fear and dare not speak.

"Wang Futian, you are really powerful. A bastard, not only awakened the domineering true power, but also cultivated to this level... What a freak."

At this moment, a burst of light laughter came.

The child named Wang Futian looked sideways and couldn't help frowning.

In the woods, a young man walked slowly, who seemed to be two or three years older than Wang Futian.

"you……"

rumbling...

Suddenly, a majestic and mysterious airflow shot up from the young man's body. It was astonishingly domineering, changing like a real dragon, and burning like a sword.

"Yanhua... Big brother's domineering Zhengang has mastered attribute changes." Everyone exclaimed, showing envy.

Cang Yan attacked, and the sword energy surged, directly pressing on Wang Futian.

boom……

At this moment, Wang Futian moved, and a cloud of air rose from his body, and the two forces seemed to have the same origin.

The air current vibrates violently, spreads all over the body, and merges with the flesh and blood.

In an instant, Wang Futian's young body seemed to be covered with a layer of battle armor. He stepped out with a single step, and his small fist slammed out.

Roar……

The blood was shaking, and a monster-like roar came from Wang Futian's body.

The young man's face suddenly changed. He didn't expect that this monster had cultivated the domineering Zhengang to such an extent. He hadn't mastered attribute changes, but awakened another kind of power, ferocious and violent.

boom……

In the fist wind, Cang Yan shattered, but the shattered sword energy was still terrifying, and directly sent the little guy flying.

Wang Futian groaned, his face was pale, his young body landed heavily, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.

hum...

At almost the same moment, the airflow changed again and turned into heavy chains, pressing Wang Futian tightly.

"Brother is mighty..." All the children cheered, as if they were spitting out their anger.

The young man sneered, walked up to Wang Futian, and looked down from above: "You dare to attack your own clan, you are quite courageous."

"You mean that I can only wait and watch them come and bully me?" Wang Futian gritted his teeth and said under the pressure.

"Don't forget your identity." The young man sneered: "Your father named you Futian, which means to be under the sky. The clan is the sky, and we are the sky..."

Every word stabbed in his heart like a knife, Wang Futian clenched his hands tightly, his fingers embedded in the soil.

"Let me teach you a lesson today, if there is another time..." The young man sneered, the arrogance in his eyes revealed a sense of superiority.

While speaking, everyone laughed and left.

The chains formed by the mysterious atmosphere also disappeared.

"This little guy is really stubborn."

Wang Qiong's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help walking forward.

"Who?" Wang Futian raised his head vigilantly, looking at Wang Qiong.

"I came into the palace to see His Majesty... Was the little guy beaten up?" Wang Qiong laughed.

"Entering the palace? How can there be outsiders here?" Wang Futian's small face showed a look of surprise.

"Ok?"

"Go quickly, if someone finds out, you won't be able to leave."

The little guy kindly reminded him, and immediately turned around, holding his injured body, staggering towards the distance, his figure was lonely.

"What's the situation!?" Wang Qiong was at a loss.

This place was full of weirdness, and he even wondered if he was still in the palace.

He took a step forward, and was about to ask carefully, when suddenly, his feet seemed to be empty, and when he recovered, he was no longer in the woods.

"This is..." Wang Qiong was stunned.

At this moment, he was in an ancient palace.

At the top, the altar is surrounded by incense and a totem is enshrined.

"Wasteland!?" Wang Qiong was puzzled.

He had seen this totem before in the wasteland. There was such a totem in the lost ancient temple in the headquarters of the God Slaughter Guild, but the totem was already blurred and hard to see, only a vague outline.

But the totem in front of him is extremely clear.

Flames blazed in the center, and seven imprints surrounded the left and right like stars and moons, and one of them was...

"The emblem of the Palace of Light!?"

(End of this chapter)