Myriad Heavens Tribulation

Before leaving Iron Heart Island, Wang Hong stunned Iron Kuangtu and hung him from a flagpole in the center of the island.

Then a letter hung under him, telling the iron mad slaughter and imprisoning the Iron God, and the things that replaced it, including the location of the interrogation, were all written in together.

This time I took two treasures of Iron Heart Island, and Wang Hong felt a bit unreasonable in his heart.

Simply exposing the scourge of Tie Kuangtu, it can be regarded as helping Tiexin Island to restore the source.

In this way, even if Wang Hong comes to the door in the future, Wang Hong can still be said to be good spoils of war. As for their belief or not, it is not important. Anyway, Wang Hong believes it.

"The army should be locked up first, even if he doesn’t know that my goal is to slay dragons, but if the gathering of expert and Divine Weapon leaks out, it’s easy for some old monsters to guess me. The destination."

After Wang Hong left Tiexin Island, he teleported to Wushen Juegong to have a friendly relationship with Yan Ying.

Waiting to finish what he loves to do, Wang Hong leaned on the bed through the time of the sage, thinking carefully about the dragon slaying.

Now there is only the last nameless person left in the Qiwu Dragon Slaying. This guy is not only the most difficult person to persuade, but also the most easily threatened powerhouse.

Of course, to persuade the opponent, Wang Hong would definitely not be willing to use some unconventional means. Heavenly Sword, who is trying his best, and Wuming, who is forced to go into battle, are completely two concepts.

In addition to being anonymous, Wang Hong's biggest worry is whether the news will leak.

Don't even mention Di Shitian, the old monster who has lived for two thousand years, that is, God, Demon, Boss and the others. It is also very likely to know the existence and weakness of Divine Dragon.

If they are really noticed, when the time comes, come to the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, maybe Wang Hong will be busy for others after a hard time.

It is precisely to prevent the worst from happening, Wang Hong tried his best to let Martial Artists who participated in the war willingly help him slay the dragon.

In this way, even if there is an accident, the Peak powerhouse of the seven-digit world can also be a powerful support for Wang Hong.

These seven people each hold Divine Weapon and join hands. Even if Di Shitian and Boss, they have to weigh them carefully.

But for things like dragon slaying, it's best to work quietly, don't shoot guns, and eliminate all kinds of accidents as much as possible.

The next day, in the great hall of Godless Absolute Palace, Wang Hong suddenly suppressed the broken army, seized his two Divine Weapons, and then said apologetically.

"sorry, in the next year, you should stay in the tomb for the first time. I will give you a Sword Art comparable to Myriad Swords Returning to Origin. This year, comprehend Sword Art is strictly prohibited. Contact anyone!"

After speaking, Wang Hong put the Heavenly Fate Sword obtained from Lingyun Cave into the clothes of the broken army, and then personally sent him into the fist grave.

Although Pojun has a low EQ, he is not really stupid, otherwise he would not be alive and kicking in the late stage.

He knew very well that he couldn't resist Wang Hong's will, so he didn't say a word on the way, until he entered the tomb of the fist, and there were only two of them around, he asked angrily.

"Why do you want to detain me?"

Wang Hong shook the head said: "The reason is not important, you just need to stay here obediently and honestly for a year, and comprehend this seriously. Just say Heavenly Fate Sword. If you can Great Accomplishment this Sword Art, you will have the ability to compete positively and anonymously!"

"Really? Why haven't I heard of this Sword Art? "Baojun asked incredulously.

As the Sword Sect Sect Master's son, his knowledge of breaking the army is definitely not bad, especially for Sword Art in the world. Although he does not know much, he can at least know it well.

"Although Sword Sect is sword dao Great Sect, how many powerhouses are in this world, and how can you guys know everything about it?"

"This Sword Art is' Top Ten Martial Artist'Created by Wu Wudi."

"Let’s put it this way, in terms of battle strength, Wu Wudi and I are roughly at the same level, and Wuming only stepped into this level. Do you understand?"

Wang Hong hopes to stay obediently and honestly at the tomb, so he patiently explained it to him.

"Well, I won't tell you more. This year, I will let someone deliver food to you on time, so you can practice your sword here." After that, Wang Hong looked towards Fist and walked outside the grave.

Waiting at the entrance of the tomb, Wang Hong was seriously instructed as he waited respectfully:

"Look at Pojun, find a deaf and mute person to give him every day For food delivery, other outsiders are strictly prohibited from contacting him within one year."

Actually, there is a high probability that Wang Hong will not be able to guess why Wang Hong shut him down, so even if he is in contact with him after he is gone, it’s difficult to find out. To the key content.

At the same time, Yan Ying has been in Wushen Jue Palace for more than ten years. Although there is no powerhouse to rely on her, her eyes and ears are all over the bottom.

Wang Hong asks her to relax every week, and Yan Ying will tell him some information in order to show her role.

Even if you have heard something from Pojun, but if you want to spread the information, you must pass through some low-level ghost Rakshasa, and this can't hide Yan Ying's eyes and ears.

"Ai, it's better to just kill the broken army, it's really troublesome."

Retransmit to Wang Hong who worships Sword Mountain Village again, can't help but sigh.

Don't look at him sometimes ruthless to kill people, but facing people who have surrendered and have no reason to kill, Wang Hong really can't do it.

He already cultivated several Demon Dao Cultivation Art, and his major of life and death is also the Nether system. If the heart is not controlled anymore, casual breakthrough bottom line will cause trouble sooner or later.

Sword saint recently taught Aotian Sword Art several times, and finally he was completely desperate for this guy's perception.

In the past ten years, the sword demon has really no secrets to Aotian, but even when there is no shortage of well-resourced teachers, he can step into Innate. This shows Aotian’s sword dao innate talent. How unbearable.

Unbearable sword saint, he simply threw the sword manual of Holy Spirit Sword Art to Aotian, and then stayed in the sword pond and couldn't come out.

Wang Hong and Mrs. proud talked a few words. After learning about the sword saint, he was comforted:

"Madam, don’t worry too much, your grandson still in the womb. He is a born swordsman. After he is born, he will teach him well. Aotian, can help you to stand and worship Sword Mountain Village temporarily."

Listen to Wang Hong also praise his unborn grandson in this way. Mrs. Proud also completely put down some of the burden, nodded said:

"You still need Young Master Wang to take care of Sword Mountain Village. As for Tianer, oh, forget it..."

The two said as they walked, they soon came to the mountainside sword pond.

"Are you going to meet Wuming?" Sword Saint noticed that Wang Hong had come in, and opened his eyes and asked directly.

Wang Hong laughed and said: "It's time to meet him, the first evil emperor has already negotiated, and only this Martial Art World's Legend is left."

sword saint Wei Wei headed up, got up and walked outside with Wang Hong. And Aotian on the side also followed, and said to the two with a smile:

"Master, Young Master Wang, can you take me to see you too."

sword saint Glancing at Aotian, it means that it is quite obvious, and I don't want to take this shameful discipline to see Wuming at all.

Wang Hong thought for a while and said, "Let’s go to Matchless City to pick up Mingyue. Although she is not a senior’s dísciple, she is also from Matchless City. She has a crush on the unknown. dísciple, it is also convenient for us to talk about things when the time comes."

Under the guidance of Wang Hong, Mingyue is also taken by Blood Bodhi and medicine pill which grows Inner Strength, and has recently entered the Innate Realm Late Stage. .

For her, Wang Hong has never hidden her privately. Whether it is True Qi liquefaction or body protection astral qi, Mingyue has mastered it.

Furthermore, on the trip to the Tago Desert two years ago, Sword Saint saw Mingyue quite pleasing to the eye. Although it was never collected as a dísciple, it taught her the Holy Spirit Sword Art.

Illusory Demon Movement Technique plus Holy Spirit Sword Art, even if Mingyue is facing the lonely side, it will have a hundred tricks before it will fall into a disadvantage.

With Mingyue taking action against Jianchen, Aotian only needs to shout "666" next to him.

Half an hour later, Wang Hong, sword saint, Mingyue, and Aotian appeared in Leyang Town.

Aotian, who saw the Dark Portal teleportation for the first time, was just like a second fool, following the three of them with a dazed expression.

Sword saint is too lazy to take care of this discipline, but he doesn't want to be ashamed in front of the old rival. The binocular sword is light flashed, and Aotian is suddenly awakened.

When this guy returns to normal, the four of them have already walked to the vicinity of the Zhonghua Pavilion.

"It's really hidden in the city, who would have thought that the nameless would live in such a place."

Sword saint stood in front of the gate of Zhonghua Pavilion and carefully watched the plaque "Zhonghua Pavilion" "The three big characters can't help but sigh.

The words are like their own. For ordinary persons and even Martial Artists below Grandmaster, they will only find these three words to be very beautiful.

It can be related to the Grandmaster powerhouse practiced by Spiritual Cultivation, but from these three words, an inexplicable emotional force of grief can be sensed.

"His tragedy not only harmed him, but also achieved him. Being able to take that half step so quickly, this feeling of grief is also indispensable."

Wang Hong shook the head, dispelled the influence of the nameless sword intent, and walked into the Zhonghua Pavilion.

Sword saint Weiwei followed along, while Mingyue and Aotian were at a loss.

Even if Mingyue cultivated Illusory Demon Movement Technique, the spirit strength is stronger than normal Innate, but it is only faintly aware that the three words are not simple, and there is still a long way to go from the sword intent between the sensing words. .

Not to mention Aotian, he can only follow behind ignorantly.

At this moment, it happened that breakfast was past. Before lunch, there were no other guests in the Zhonghua Pavilion except for a few buddies and shopkeepers.

Seeing Wang Hong and the others walking through the door, a buddy immediately greeted him and asked with a smile:

"Several guests, do you want to stay at the top or stay in the shop!"

Wang Hong shot an ingot of gold onto the counter, and then laughed and said:

"First give me all the good dishes in your store."

sword saint and the others Although Wang Hong did not know the meaning of this move, they all followed behind and found a table to sit down.

Wang Hong’s hidden weapon technique for shooting gold is not bad, but Zhonghua Pavilion often receives some martial artists, so the buddies and shopkeepers didn’t think much about it, just let the chef serve good wine and good dishes.

After waiting for a few cold dishes, I saw Aotian and the others without moving the chopsticks, Wang Hong said with a smile:

"Don’t worry, I’ve had the honor to worship one. A master, his honorary name is'Poison Sect'."

"Although I didn't learn all of his poisons, the poison that I can hide from me today is really rare."

"Although the unknown person has a lot of problems, his character is trustworthy. No matter what we come from, he will not play poisoning."

" Apart from Nanshanqiao senior, has my cousin worshiped other masters?" Mingyue asked some curiously.

Wang Hong nodded said: "I am not a person in this world."

Listening to Wang Hong, both sword saint and Mingyue showed a sense of sorrow, mistakenly thinking that he was on The master of worship in Ancient Ruins.

This kind of inheritance from generation to generation has also appeared many times in Fengyun world. The continued Absolute Art is not just a literati's patent.

A youngster who has just made his way out of the world, accidentally gains the inheritance of the ancient power, and then becomes able to move unhindered in the whole world for a while. This is what the bottom Martial Artist of the Fengyun world most yearns for.

Not to mention Wang Hong and the others, who were eating and chatting, stood in the vicinity and waited for orders from the shop Xiaoer. After listening to the conversations of several people, his face became more and more unsightly.

These people actually know that the boss of Zhonghua Pavilion is anonymous!

However, although this person is the second in the shop, he has been in the world for more than ten years.

He first made a secret gesture to the shopkeeper, and then walked to the back room silently.

"These people estimated that the visitor was not good, and they actually knew the identity of our boss!"

When the shopkeeper also came to the back room, the shopkeeper immediately retelled the content of the conversation. .

"You continue to stare in the lobby, I will go to the Boss to discuss!"

Shopkeeper was a little surprised after listening to the shopkeeper, and mistakenly thought that a few people were enemies. Leaving the Zhonghua Pavilion through the back door, he walked to the unknown residence not far away.

Just when Wang Hong and the others were almost eating, the door of Zhonghua Pavilion closed slowly, and a cry of erhu suddenly rang from the back of the lobby.

The erhu is melodious and tactful, full of grief, desolation, and sorrow. It is eager to break and reconnect, floating.

The faint sound of erhu made the people in the lobby unable to help but immerse themselves in it, forgetting everything, as if the fame and wealth in the world could be thrown away at their fingertips.

Even at this moment, sword saint has a little bit of the urge to let go of past grievances and completely escape from the world.

"Dong, dongdong, dong dong dong......"

Just as everyone was about to be brainwashed by the sound of erhu, there was a burst of deep, vigorous, overbearing, and full of Slaughter Qi on the battlefield. The drum beat, immediately resounded through Heaven and Earth, and the situation changed its color!

Wang Hong is sitting on the wine table with a serious face, tapping the tabletop with two wooden chopsticks.

Under the influence of his extremely strong spirit strength, the sound of wooden chopsticks hitting the table top turned into a giant drum on the battlefield, like the sound of thunder rolling, high and low, fast and slow .

Wang Hong's own musical attainments are very average, but he has studied Eastern Martial Continent's XAbsolute Art-phantom sound.

This method can use spirit strength to play the memorized music in the ears of others.

Originally, this was just an entertainment technique, but after Wang Hong combined with the magic cultivator, it became a powerful sound attack method.

The people who had just been affected by the sound of the erhu and were depressed, under the fierce drumbeat of Wang Hong, quickly recovered.

Mingyue, Aotian, and several young guys from the Zhonghua Pavilion are all a bit eager to have a try at this moment, their cheeks are flushed, and their blood seems to be boiling.

These people are actually only affected. The real target of Wang Hong's lock is the one behind the lobby who pulls the erhu.