A Cheeky Kendo God

“Old Ancestor, aren’t you saying that you were involved in the Battle of the Ancients? Do you know the way?”

In the turbulent flow of the Land of Primal Chaos, Wu Chi can’t help is a bit crazy.

There is so much to smash the Small World here, even though he now has the ability to easily shuttling through the void, and it is equally difficult to find the original Small World in such a chaotic environment.

In desperation, Wu Chi had to resort to immemorial again.

According to the immemorial dragon, it is the injury in the immemorial battle, want to come to the Land of Primal Chaos, how much should there be some memory?

“Don’t be kidding. When Old Ancestor got involved, the immemorial war didn’t really open up, otherwise there is still life to escape back to the dragon.” Unsatisfied snorted, immemorial meditation, “Land of Primal Chaos, although Old Ancestor has been here, but now it has been broken into this way, who knows?”

Participated in the immemorial battle, which itself is the saying that the old Ancestor puts gold on his face. Now Wu Chi really returns to the Land of Primal Chaos, where it can still stand up.

Mentioned this, immemorial meditation, some then guilty, then added, “If you can get Shadow Bearer divine sword, want to come to your Small World, it must be in the center of Land of Primal Chaos, you want to go to the most central position Looking for, should still be very easy to find?”

The most central position, this is easy, but in fact, it is basically nothing to say.

Shook the head, Wu Chi also completely gave up the thoughts from the immemorial dragon, and slightly indulged, and immediately fell to a recent Small World.

According to Daozu, the seal of the Land of Primal Chaos is now loose, and there may be inheritance left everywhere. It is possible to get some clues wherever it is.

Wu Chi wants to go back to the original Small World, but this time he returned to the Land of Primal Chaos for the purpose, not just to go back.

Most importantly, Wu Chi naturally thinks of Dark Prison World!

The original Dark Prison World connected a lot of Small World channels. If you can go back to Dark Prison World through Small World and then return to the original Small World, it will be much easier.

With Wu Chi’s current strength, it is not at all difficult to break through the space barriers of Small World, but in the twinkling of an eye, Wu Chi has entered this Small World.

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“The outer building of the Qingshan Building outside the mountain, the West Lake song and dance time!”

On the rafting and the West Lake, the middle-age scribes shook their fans in their hands and shook their heads and sang.

Said to be a boat, in fact, is a flower boat, but now this flower boat has been packaged by the middle-age scribe alone.

“Mr. Good Yaxing, just such a beautiful scenery, if it is sitting in the bow, wouldn’t it be a good time?”

Between the talks, a woman in a white fur coat walked over and smiled, holding the middle-age’s arm and whispering.

“haha, the moonlight companion, and the girl with the Juanjuan, how can I live up to the time? Come and get the wine for me.”

With a smile, the middle-age is instructed.

“How can the wine of the ordinary folks be worthy of the building, the identity of Mr Zheng? I have a thousand years of blood, please drink with Mr Zheng!”

Almost the middle-age opened the mouth, a silhouette appeared on the surface of the lake, and in a twinkling of an eye, a blood clothed youth jumped directly onto the flower boat.

The three words of the building outside the building, the middle-age scribe’s pupil immediately narrowed down.

“Who is my way, it turned out to be the mountain owner of Little Qing Mountain, this Zheng is very honored.”

Before, I was joking and laughing, and a pair of scribes looked like this. However, between this sentence, the body suddenly showed a terrifying aura, as if the entire flower boat was lightly sinking.

“Mr Zheng is polite!”

Sitting calmly at the table next to it, the blood clothed youth took a jar of wine from the sleeve and made a gesture of opening the mouth and said.

Slightly fixed, the middle-age scribe immediately sat down next to him and directly reached the mud seal on the wine jug. The alcohol was immediately filled in the air. “Good wine! It is a thousand years of blood, so beautiful wine It’s in the Little Qing Mountain. I’m afraid there aren’t many altars? The mountain owner, this Zheng, is afraid to drink.”

Wine is a good wine, but the other person suddenly appears here, there must be no purpose, this wine is not easy to drink.

Between the two talking, the woman was a complexion pale that had already been scared, and she did not even have the courage to escape.

She has been with the middle-age scribe for a few days, but she never knows that the middle-age scribe is actually a famous building outside the building!

Little Qing Mountain, the building outside the building, I am afraid that no one in the world will not know these two names, because that means the two top Sects in the world.

“Mr Zheng said with a smile, the building on the outside of the building recently opened the passage to Dark Prison World. It was the time when the spirit of the wind was coming. It was time to say that it was this wine, even if I let Xiao Qingshan into the building outside the building, I am afraid I will not refuse.”

The pupil suddenly collapsed. This time, the eyes of the middle-age scribes finally showed a faint color. “I don’t know, how can you know this?”

With a smile, the blood clothed youth once again reached out and said calmly, “Mr Zheng laughed, how can there be an impenetrable wall in the world! What a major event to get through the Dark Prison World, and the outside building is not just Mr Zheng alone, the news Nature can’t help it.”

The unwavering of the eyes came together, and the middle-age scribes suddenly twitched a terrifying killing intent.

The impact of Dark Prison World is too big, and may even affect the future of the building, and does not allow outsiders to intervene! But this news is still leaking to the side of Little Qing Mountain, even the mountain owners of Little Qing Mountain, this jar of wine… It is too expensive!

If it is possible, he naturally wants to kill each other on the spot, but they have been fighting each other for many years. They are very clear about each other’s strength. It is simply impossible to kill each other directly.

Since I was known by Little Qingshan, I am afraid that I have to talk about it, and I have to talk about it.

Silence for a moment, the middle-age scribes are faintly opened the mouth and said, “This is not a place to talk. If the mountain owner really has a heart, is it better to follow me back to the building?”

“Mr Zheng is laughing!” shook the head, blood clothed youth, said, “When things are not talked about, I rushed into the building, how many lives can I come out?”

After a pause, the blood clothed youth continued, “The moonlight is just right, let’s just sit on the West Lake, drink and talk, is it not happy?”

“Also… it’s a pity that the beauty of this ship!”

With a sigh, the middle-age scribe said casually, between the words, the hand fan gently waving, suddenly turned into a phantom, straight to the woman’s throat to go!

Such a thing can’t be known by any outsider at all, although it is a pity that this woman, before this major event, what are the lives of several people?

However, just in the moment when the woman closed her eyes and died, a silhouette suddenly appeared in front of the woman, clearly without any aura fluctuations, but the middle-age scribes’ full blow, but it seemed to fall into a void. In general, dissipated disappear without a trace.