Myriad Heavens Tribulation

After being fooled by Wang Hong, Xu Fu's mentality also changed a little.

There are so many powerhouses in this world, and there is a realm of smashing void on the top.

I would come out to make a fuss at every turn. Maybe these people look at him like he is watching a hero, purely as a monkey show to relieve boredom.

Furthermore, there is the Boss Great Demonic God brother, Xu Fu suddenly felt that he also needed some help.

Those who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years are not at ease, Wu Wudi, the lunatic, will not even think about it, and the mysterious young man in front of him who can make smiles and smiles seems to be able to give it a try.

Of course, you have to continue to explore and collect more information, but as long as Xu Fu is not an enemy, getting along can be described as a spring breeze.

Wang Hong didn't mean to be an enemy of Xu Fu in the first place. His own knowledge is also rare in the world, and he can completely keep up with the opponent's rhythm.

The two of them drank so much that they met each other late, and Xu Fu even invited Wang Hong to stay in Tianmen for a few days.

Fortunately, Wang Hong is not drunk at the moment, knowing that it is harder to get in and out of Heaven, so he politely declined.

After being rejected, Xu Fu is not annoyed. Now Wang Hong has this qualification in his eyes.

"You bought me a drink, and I also gave you a bauble."

When the moon rises in the middle of the sky, Xu Fu got up and prepared to leave While talking, he threw an exquisite token to Wang Hong.

"If there is something in the future, take this token to find City Lord Luo Xian in Los Angeles. Luo Xian will help you solve the trivial matter, and she will be able to return to Tianmen to find me for the major event."

The tone of Xu Fu's speech is very casual, but Wang Hong's strong spirit strength instantly caught something wrong with the token.

Xu Fu is a very interesting elder, but Di Shitian is a psychopathic Lao Yin Bi!

No matter how harmonious Wang Hong and Xu Fu get along, they dare not forget the true face of this guy.

'Oh, Old Guy still wants to test me. '

Wang Hong thought about it, but pretending to be ignorant, stretched out his hand and grabbed the token in his hand.

This token is engraved by white jade as a whole, with the word "Heaven" engraved on the top. It has a unique warm and moist feeling in the hand, which is difficult to imitate from an ordinary person.

When Wang Hong caught the token, he immediately felt a burst of Extreme Cold power.

But he was not unprepared. The Liuyin Pagoda instantly appeared above his head, resisting this tentative force by 80%.

Following the True Qi rotation in the body, a white astral qi instantly popped out, covering Wang Hong's whole body tightly.

The body protection astral qi is ultimately just an Innate method. After less than two seconds, it was completely defeated by the cold, but it also consumed nearly half of the remaining power.

In the end, the Extreme-Cold Force fell on Wang Hong, with only about 10% left.

With his powerful fleshy body, his face turned pale and his figure swayed, he completely resisted the past.

At this time, the silhouette of Di Shitian has disappeared.

Although he is very interested in the Little Pagoda on Wang Hong's head, he also knows that this is not the time to study, and he left the Inn after patting his butt.

After a while, when Wang Hong completely dissipated the cold from his body, the Desert Inn, which was originally cold at night, was covered with a layer of frost inside and out, causing many sleeping The guests woke up from the cold.

"Cousin, you... why are you like this!"

Mingyue walked out of the room in his clothes, and saw Wang Hong sitting in the lobby drinking, and just ran in to explore The female shopkeeper who was watching was so angry that she said nothing.

Wang Hong just wanted to explain, but unexpectedly, the female shopkeeper actually said with a smile:

"Guest, let’s sit down first. I’ll get two good dishes. Let’s drink it. Rest at dawn!"

Looking at the swaying female shopkeeper walking towards the back room, Wang Hong couldn’t help but explode with a national curse, but he was speechless, I don’t know how to say it. What is good.

Mingyue saw Wang Hong sitting there without saying a word. His eyes turned red and tears flashed faintly. He turned around and returned to the room, closing the door with a "peng" sound.

"oh!"

Wang Hong sighed softly, poured himself a glass of wine, and became bored.

He has a rather awkward attitude towards women. If the other party is a peach-blossom girl, Wang Hong will definitely not be polite. It is time to play, and at most give some benefits afterwards.

But for a good girl like Mingyue, Wang Hong really can't handle it, so instead of continuing to delay it, it is better to let the little girl misunderstand and cut off the unfavorable bond between the two.

Wang Hong will naturally not refuse to drink with beautiful women.

And when the female shopkeeper found that Wang Hong's wine not only tasted great, but also had the effect of purifying skills, she immediately transformed into a wine barrel, and toasted one cup after another.

For a thousand-year-old monster like Di Shitian, his skill has already been tempered to the limit, and the additional effect of wine is really not as important as the taste.

For the female shopkeeper who stepped into the Grandmaster, Wang Hong's seemingly endless fine wine can save her two years of water milling work at least.

But spirit wine is spirit wine after all. Di Shitian has a strong skill to hold the spirit of wine, and Wang Hong has extraordinary spirit strength to resist drunkenness, so he can naturally drink it in another cup.

The female shopkeeper in front of her is certainly an expert on the rivers and lakes, but with a dozen glasses of spirit wine, her face, neck, and arms are all pink.

The drink is surging, and the female shopkeeper becomes more and more unscrupulous. She unwraps her coat and asks with a charming smile:

"The guest came to the Tago Desert this time, what is it? Are things going to be done?"

Wang Hong took a sip of his wine and asked: "Does the shopkeeper know where Dugu Jian’s Sacred Reclusive Sword Residence is located in the Tago Desert?"

Female shopkeeper slightly startled, and then smiled happily. After a while, he waved his hand and said:

"Sword saint is not a good-tempered person. There are dozens of experts who go to sword saint to challenge every year. So far, none of them can come back alive."

The female shopkeeper mistakenly thought that Wang Hong wanted to challenge the sword saint. For the sake of this meal, she still persuaded her.

But as soon as she finished speaking, her slightly drunken brain reminded of the person in front of her, but she and the others who drank wine in the middle of the night on the patriarch were not necessarily weaker than Dugu Jian. .

"If the guest really wants to go to the sword house, tomorrow I will arrange for a guy to lead the way. The oasis where the sword saint is located is less than seventy miles away from the Tuolingji. If you set off in the morning, you will be able to arrive before dark. "

Wang Hong smiled and toasted her a glass of wine. He watched the frost gradually disappear and asked:

"Your strength is not weak anymore. A small place, don’t you feel aggrieved?"

The Grandmaster powerhouse of the Central Plains Wulin on the surface, there are only a few people who dominate, alone, and so on.

With the strength of the female shopkeeper Innate Realm Peak, in today's Central Plains martial arts, establishing the sect really has no pressure at all.

"If I hadn't been in this small place all the time, I wouldn't have this strength..."

The female shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, and soon said with a bitter smile.

How strict are the internal rules of Tianmen, not to mention that she is a quasi-Grandmaster, even some powerhouses in Grandmaster Peak are not qualified to talk about detachment.

The female shopkeeper once witnessed that Di Shitian instantly frozen a powerhouse she could not understand into a statue, and placed it at the door of Heaven Realm to warn all the people of heaven.

Every time she returns to Tianshan to report on her duties, she passes by the frozen powerhouse that has not died until now and still exudes infinite power. Any hidden thoughts of the female shopkeeper will be completely disappeared.

Wang Hong shook the head said: "Di Shitian is not a good waiter..."

He stopped talking at this point, and the female shopkeeper in front of him, don’t say anything. Haven't stepped into the Grandmaster yet, even the nameless Peak Grandmaster, hasn't it been played around with Di Shitian?

Wang Hong currently has neither the strength nor the energy to quarrel with Di Shitian, so it is meaningless to continue.

The female shopkeeper poured a glass of wine in silence, but she quickly recovered her charming smile, moved slightly, and in the blink of an eye she sat next to Wang Hong.

Glanced at the female shopkeeper leaning on him, Wang Hong moved his arm slightly, but in the end he didn't push her away. He picked up the wine glass and looked at the night view outside the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

He is not a gentleman who sits and harbours. This kind of pleasure on the journey is what you want and you get what you need.

Besides, the female shopkeeper beside her has reached Wang Hong's psychological line in terms of appearance, at least much better than what he encountered in bars in previous years.

At dawn on 2nd day, when Wang Hong woke up, the female shopkeeper had already left the room.

When he got dressed and came to Inn's lobby, he saw the female shopkeeper sitting behind the counter with a smile, while Mingyue was placed in front of the counter with annoyed expression.

"Trouble!"

Wang Hong patted his forehead and walked over to solve the acupuncture points for Mingyue.

The little girl had big eyes and wanted to blame Wang Hong, but she couldn't say it. Finally, she stomped her feet with anger and walked out the door after she carried her baggage.

Wang Hong shook the head, smiled and said to the female shopkeeper:

"I'm going to the sword house first, can the man leading the way go now?"

The female shopkeeper lightly her forehead, loudly shouted: "Ahu, come here, you take this guest to the sword house, Acquired will come back before noon."

The female shopkeeper said to Wang Hong. There is some confidence, but the name of the sword saint is really not small. If the man in front of him who had been happy for a night is really dead by the hands of the sword saint, the buddy can at least save his body for one more day.

Wang Hong naturally heard what the female shopkeeper meant, but he didn't explain much. After saying a few goodbyes, he followed Mingyue with his buddy Ahu.

Fortunately, the little girl's temper, coming fast and going fast, was depressed for an hour, and was quickly attracted by the desert landscape.

Although the hidden oasis of sword saint is in the desert peripheral zone, it is still a day away.

Under Ahu’s suggestion, Wang Hong and Mingyue left the horses at the Inn and bought a few tall camels on the road.

The scenery in the desert is majestic and magnificent.

When the three of us finished their lunch at noon, Mingyue complained while packing her things:

"Ai, this place is dry, hot and boring, sword saint senior will not stay in Matchless City , Why bother to come here to live in seclusion?"

The guy Ahu has a very cheerful personality. He told Mingyue a lot of interesting desert stories along the way. Hearing this little great aunt complain, he immediately said with a smile:

"The new Martial Artists who challenge the sword saint every year, there are 20 to 30 people, if his elderly live in Matchless City, it is estimated that this number will double."

One thing about the world is strange, that is, losing the mind for fame and fortune. There are especially many youngsters with overestimate one's capabilities.

The population of Eastern Martial Continent is dozens of times that of the world, but it dares to challenge the youngsters of the big brothers from all over the world. I heard that there are only three to five in a year.

And Fengyun world has hundreds of youngsters every year, because of all kinds of strange reasons, they go to challenge big guys everywhere.

Even though these challengers are almost all nine deaths and still alive, the youngsters later did not succumb to their deaths, continuously doing all kinds of deaths.

For example, the son of the first evil emperor, even if the father repeatedly said that he could not control the magic sword, he still forced the first evil emperor to fight him with the magic sword.

In the end, he died by his father's knife without a few tricks, killing himself and the first evil emperor.

Actually, the son of the first evil emperor is a youngster with some strength.

More unfathomable mystery challengers, simply have just learned boxing skills for a few years and barely count as an expert in Shili Baxiang.

Waiting for a certain day to hear how beautiful a certain powerhouse is, and then eagerly rushing to the challenge.

There are a lot of these kind of no-brainers. Some powerhouses with a relatively calm personality started to show mercy to challengers.

But once this reputation spreads, there will be hundreds of challengers immediately, making the challenged annoying, and in the end, they have to be ruthless.

And extremely renowned and living alone in the sword saint, it is these challengers who like to choose the most.

Since the nameless disappearance of Martial Art World's Legend, sword saint has been recognized as the strongest swordsman in the world.

He is not like the hero and the others. He has a large number of subordinates around him. Challengers can't get close. Therefore, even if sword saint lives in seclusion in the Northwest Desert, many people still risk their lives to challenge each year.

Just as Ahu told Mingyue about the challenger, Wang Hong suddenly waved his hand, looking towards a sand dune in the east with a serious face.

"You stay here first, don't run around."

After saying that, Wang Hong's silhouette disappeared from the two people's eyes, and the bright moon rose with the sword. No trace of him could be found.

……

On the back of the sand dune, Wang Hong holding the Cold Moon Ring Knife, looked towards a middle-aged man.

"Unexpectedly, you will come to the Tago Desert in person. Are you really afraid of problems with your old nest?"

The middle-aged man is about forty or so, dressed in a golden cloak, looks calm Standing with his hands, looking at the sand and sea in the distance, the domineering spirit that seemed to come with the gods was shocking.

"The ordinary person is naturally not worth the risk, but Heaven's Chosen of your two Matchless City is qualified to let this Gang Lord take risks!"

So domineering, and claiming to be this Gang Lord’s middle-aged man, Fengyun World has no second man besides being a master.

Wang Hong hearing this lightly chuckled. Now Xiongba hasn't even managed to return to the Three Yuans, and it will be almost the same as Eastern Martial Continent's Huang Tianyuan.

The only thing that makes Wang Hong more jealous is his domineering luck.

This thing is almost like a destiny body guard. Before he deserves to die, such a heaven-defying stunt as strong as the twenty-three sword will not hit him for various reasons.

Take ten thousand steps, even if Wang Hong can kill the hero, he will not start at this time.

Not to mention the fact that this kind of guy who lives in the body will cause the attention of plane consciousness if killed in advance.

As an important promoter in the early stage, if Xiongba died early, the whole plot would have to be completely messed up.

Wang Hong’s biggest advantage in this world is not his own strength, but his familiarity with the plot.

Small trends can be changed and the big ones cannot be changed. This is not only a restriction, but also the best protection for transmigrator!