The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

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Wu Ling Wang asked: "Father, do you have any concerns?"

"One of the reasons for my retreat was to attract the royal family to attack us and to kill them. But now it seems that the embers were not completely wiped out, and they must have been hiding somewhere, even hiding them now. "The low voice of the king is full of anger.

Wu Ling Wang was shocked by the heart. This is equivalent to his own ineffectiveness, and he still left his tail.

He couldn't help but look ugly and said: "I looked at the royal family's embers from other worlds. After all, they had a pregnant queen who opened the door to space and escaped."

"In addition, they must have other backups in the sky outside." Yu Tianwang said with a slap in the face, his eyesight is more sophisticated, and he saw the flaws.

"What did the father say?" Wu Ling Wang was puzzled.

"The magical power of the woman is clearly the magical power of a member of the royal family. The woman must be the descendant. The only one who escaped from the door of space was the queen. No one else, since this time they came together, then It means that they have already taken the lead, and there must be a hidden den in the sky."

The eyes of Wuling Wang turned like a dragon, and suddenly realized: "The father and the king are justified. I immediately sent people to trace this group of embers."

"Remember, if you haven't found them before, it means that the place where they are hiding must be very concealed, or unexpected. This day, almost every day in the sky has been turned over by us. This time we will focus on investigating that we have never Where did you go, understand?"

Wu Ling Wang focused on the head and expressed his understanding.

Originally, Wuling Wang was the king of heaven and the sky, and it was above ten thousand people. However, after the king’s departure, his status would naturally fall down a grade. Many things must be done by his own hands.

Heaven is a world of weak meat.

In front of the King of Heaven, Wuling Wang quickly changed his role and did not dare to complain.

As for the mustard in his heart, no one cares, and the king does not care, because everything of the Wuling King is given by him. If the Wuling King dares to complain, it will lose all of this.

The Wuling King suppressed all kinds of emotions in his heart, and he also had many considerations.

His cultivation has not yet reached the great consummation, and he has not really cultivated to suppress the magical power of the royal family. This is the most embarrassing thing of the Wuling King.

All of this must fall on the king of heaven. If you don't serve the king of heaven, all this is a dream bubble.

In the door of space, on the clouds, Tang Yin and Xiao Bai can be insulted, but just remember the previous battle, still have a lingering fear.

The fog and the wild dog were pale, and the two had not figured out what was going on. When they got there, they looked around and were dark and could not see anything.

The tendon cloud has stopped, and it is quiet around, giving a very strong sense of oppression.

"This...what is it?" The wild dog trembled and asked.

The fog also asked together: "Your Majesty, will the King of Heaven catch up?"

"Hey, he can't catch up with it." Xiaobai knows the law of space and understands that the door of the king who chased the space is also awkward, so he is not worried.

"Don't worry, we are at the door of space, I will take you out with Xiaobai." Tang Yan softly comforted.

"The Gate of Space?" The fog and the wild dog exclaimed. They only heard the name of the door of space, but never entered the door of space.

They subconsciously looked around and seemed to want to see a little bit of fame, but they could be black and dark, and they could not be seen at all.

"Little white, let's get started." Tang Yan did not want to delay in the door of space for too long, and Xiaobai joined forces to find an exit.

There are many worlds that can be reached in the door of space. Of course, they can't break into other worlds. Moreover, even if they want to chaos, they can't find the door, and they can't get in.

However, Tang Yin and Xiao Bai were very familiar with the door leading to Tian Tiantian. The last time they needed Xiao Bai’s guidance, this time they joined forces and quickly found the door to space.

A door suddenly opened, and the light came in from the doorway, attracting the attention of the fog and the wild dog. They stretched their necks and widened their eyes, as if they wanted to see a little clue.

But before they could see a little clue, they rushed through the door of space and returned to the heavens.

The sun shone in the sky, and there was some incompatibility between the moments.

The wild dog half-squatted and closed his eyes, looking around, seems to want to find the door to the space, but the door of the space has been quietly closed, there is still a little shadow.

"The door to space?" asked the wild dog.

"closed."

"Oh, it’s a pity. I haven’t seen enough yet. I can’t see it at all.”

The fog glanced at him and said, "When you see the doorway, the dishes are cold."

The wild dog smiled slyly.

"Master, you are still very powerful, if it is not your last sword, we are afraid of more fierce." Xiaobai calmed down, recalled this battle, gradually understood the power of the king, and his own gap with him.

Of course, for the last sword, he felt very amazing, no less than the king.

Tang Hao was slightly proud of it. In the moment of crisis, he did not use the Taiji two-sword sword method, but used a self-made trick.

Practice knows the truth, this time the actual battle perfectly verifies the power of heaven and earth, and the excitement in his heart can be imagined.

The swordsmanship that I created is no less than the other swordsmanship, and even more than that.

He has a stronger confidence that he will be able to create a complete sword in the future, not just a few swords.

He bit his teeth and strengthened his beliefs.

Taking a deep breath, he calmed down and said, "But I am still not the opponent of the King of Heaven. He is really too strong."

Several other people shared the same feeling and fell silent in the same place.

Seeing low mood, Xiaobai said with conviction: "He has practiced for tens of thousands of years, and the master has only cultivated for a few years.

"What, have you practiced for a few years?"

This sentence surprised the fog and the wild dog, and looked incredibly at Tang Yan. If this sentence is spoken from other populations, they must be scornful.

But this is said from the small white mouth, then the credibility will increase, no one will doubt it.

The two face each other and they all see the complex look in each other's eyes. This is hard to describe. It only feels like a myth and legend.

"This is a big fuss." Xiaobai seems to be strange.

The fog and the wild dog have a heart to die. I really want to find a place to sew down. This is not worth making a fuss. I know that they have been practicing for hundreds of thousands of years, and they are far from Tang Yan.

In contrast, they have nowhere to be self-sufficient, and they have reached the extreme.

The fog still has a bit of a look down on Tang Yin, but now I can't describe the taste of my heart, and I don't dare to look at Tang Yan.

He is like a shining sun, shining their eyes.