Universal Asylum

The Barbarian King looked deeply at the ancient god's flesh. He deeply felt the difference between the ancient god's flesh and Wang Sheng. He even had a self-knowledge. When it comes to cultivation, he and Wang Sheng are so different. Seeing Wang Sheng is not deep. The reason why he served as the ancestor of listening to the wind was also because Wang Sheng promised to protect the barbarous country. ~~щww~suimеng~lā

He did indeed make this promise. Although the Barbarian State is not a country today, it has not suffered much because of its early retirement, but it has lost its country name, lost its auto transportation, and has developed very well as a tribe.

The barbarian turned his head to look at Li Qing, and saw his head hanging down, but his whole body was uncontrollably fluctuating. Obviously, his emotions were still. He sighed deeply and shook his head slowly. Someone who has done the ancestors to protect the country will never retreat."

Whether it is to listen to the wind, or to go further in the battle of luck in the future, to achieve the legend, he must find a good auxiliary country, and to him, the best listener is the most familiar.

"Wang Daoyou has a great grace with Xuemou, and Xuemou will definitely advance and retreat with the listening style." The blood ancestor also said in awe.

The ancient **** didn't hesitate, but just nodded, then waved his hand, and two golden lights shot into the blood ancestor and the barbarian king.

Although the two were surprised, did they have no means to resist the golden light, but they were attacked in the blink of an eye, but there was no feeling in the body, as if there was no strangeness.

"This magical power will be given to two people as a reward, if the crisis can protect the whole body." Ancient God flesh slowly said.

In fact, in addition to this function, this supernatural power is also a stage of legendary integration. It depends on the chances of the two, regardless of the suspicious sight of the barbarian king and the blood clan, the ancient **** turned to Li Qing below, and his fingers moved slightly, also emitting a golden light.

This is a golden symbol, which is the same as before.

"This symbol can excite three times. Within three times, listening to the wind can keep you safe."

Li Qing raised his head violently, took the golden charm in his hand, but there was no expression of joy on his face, just a bitter way: "I don't know when the ancestor will return."

There is a strong expectation in the voice.

The eyes of the ancient god's flesh were indifferent. "This symbol inspired Wang's luck and causality to listen to the wind. Three times later, it was the time when the cause and effect were gone."

Li Qing's heart sank, and Wang Sheng didn't answer it positively, but this answer even made him bitter. Because of his determination, Wang Sheng naturally had nothing to do with listening to the wind!

He has resentment in his heart, but also instinctively knows that he should not complain with Wang Sheng, because there is no exuberance, and listening to the wind will not return to the country. Why is there no Wang Sheng, listening to the wind is not strong today, and of these, Wang Sheng did not get Any remuneration, even the luck he imagined, was vigorously abandoned when he failed halfway.

As a great magician, at the last moment, Wang Shengren will do his best without thinking of the wind!

But he was deeply helpless in his heart, without Wang Sheng, the listening style at this time was no different from the listening style before his rebirth, and would be destroyed at any time, and his ambitions were even drowned. The only hope might be him Of the Taoist disciple.

He held the gold charm and held it tightly, "Thank you for the gift of the ancestor." His head drooped deeply.

Barbarian King and Blood Ancestor sighed.

The ancient god's flesh nodded insignificantly, looked up at the sky, and saw the strong wind of the country that listened to the wind, but it was like a fire cooking oil in the power, and it was difficult to hide the decline in the power.

The eyes of the ancient **** flickered, and finally waved his hand. The golden light from the sky shot out the light spots that surrounded the border of the listening wind, forming a mask to surround and listen to the wind.

Both the barbarian king and the blood ancestors have brilliant eyes, and Li Qing is also slightly moved.

"This enchantment can be maintained for a white year. Within a hundred years, listen to the wind without worries!" The ancient god's flesh said indifferently, and after turning around, he disappeared into the air directly in one step.

Li Qing's face changed. The barbarian king and blood ancestor were even more helpless, especially the blood ancestor. She thought about the scene when she saw goodbye with Wang Sheng, but she didn't expect it to be such a hurry now.

Li Qing looked at the golden mask that was slowly disappearing around, and finally had a glimmer of hope in his heart, and asked: "Dare to ask the two real people, I don't know what step the ancestor's practice has taken!"

The Barbarian King stuck his head deeply in the sky and shook his head. "Many years ago, Wang Daoyou was a legend. Now I am afraid to go further."

Li Qing clenched the golden charm in his hand. The stronger Wang Sheng was, the stronger the golden charm would be. He still had disappointment in his heart. This power was originally the patron saint of Fengge, but it is now lost.

He listened to the uncertain king, and then said: "However, Tingfeng was a country that stood up to those countries, even if it was compared with the four Central Plains countries, and the ancestors of the four Central Plains countries at that time!"

He didn't speak in Chinese for a few moments, obviously he was unsure.

The slight movement in Li Qing's heart is also the present world of legends. After the legends, the realm of cultivation also appeared, and then further heaven and the golden fairy!

At that time, the ancestors of the four kingdoms were all the pinnacles of the golden fairy, and they could not be as good as the top Wang Sheng of the four kingdoms.

He fell into a deep incredible in his heart, holding it in his hand but more hard, looking at the mask of Shizhou also had hope, if so, the ancestors left behind these means enough to protect the wind.

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The ancient **** fleshed away from the heavens step by step. Since listening to the wind was also causal and broken, there was no need to do anything in his mind.

And the astral light group in the hand is more a level of prosperity, but it is not the previous cause and effect first energy. That energy was he paid attention to in the golden symbols and golden light mask, as the last method to protect the wind, and finish these, even if Wang Sheng Ontology also feels sufficient.

The footsteps stopped in the sky, and it was convenient to have nine layers of qi. He looked down at the world ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ out of the battle, the luck appeared to be countless grim and fierce beasts appeared everywhere, it can be foreseen that this long luck The dispute is extremely fierce, and in the extreme east, there is a huge purple **** list, waiting for the names to be on the list.

Pressing the world below, the ancient god's flesh didn't respond, but the light cluster in the dead seemed to sigh. At this moment, he really found that he was just an outsider relative to this world.

The light is more intense in the silence, and has passed one stage and progressed to another stage.

The ancient **** turned around, stepped out, and entered the gang wind layer, and then his fists exploded, the gang wind broke apart, and the repulsive force in the sky and earth suddenly rose, and he then entered the space with this repulsive force, left the world, and saw A Taoist temple floats in this space.

An old man opened his eyes and nodded to him, "Daoyou is here."

The ancient **** flesh seemed to have more feelings, nodded, and then stretched out his hand.

The old man flicked his sleeves and flicked, and a light group that could not express light was shot by him to the ancient **** flesh.

The ancient **** stretched his hand to take it, but heard the long-lost voice in his ear.