Chapter 280: You are not qualified yet, cultivate the Emperor Law

But.

This proud youth.

As soon as he finished saying this, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes from time to time, and he seemed to realize that he was a little too much, so he couldn't help but soften his tone a little, coughed a few dryly, and said lightly:

"Chu Lingxiao, Lord Chu, naturally no one is comparable, I just made an analogy, after all, this is the era of monks, naturally everything must be on par with the strongest. ”

Many people around him who were about the same age as him also nodded secretly, agreeing with the young man's remarks.

Things to come.

No one can tell.

With the current status of the earth, it may be possible to give birth to an emperor.

But.

No one noticed.

When the young man said this, there was a hint of casualness in his voice, and although there was an honorific title in his words, there was no feeling of saying it from the heart.

And these young people.

Although I have a general idea of the realm of monks,

But it is limited to one galaxy, and they don't know that the real universe is much more cruel than they imagined.

in their eyes.

Revered, sought after emperors.

In front of the real cosmic-level powerhouses, it's just like them, there are no regional ants.

If it was five months ago.

That happened at the top of Tarzan.

If they know the truth, they know how ignorant they are.

Ants are happy.

Because their heaven and earth are small......

A little boy who looked a little childish continued to look at the young man and asked:

"Brother Wang Long, you haven't finished talking yet, the Dragon Empress is stronger than the Wide-Eyed Heavenly King. ”

The gaze of all the young men and women around him.

Once again, they all gathered on the youth.

Everybody knows.

Wang Lung's identity is not simple, I heard that he is still the descendant of the ancient Heavenly Court immortals, so they can't help but recognize Wang Lung as the first person in their gang.

Being watched by this kind of staring like the stars holding the moon.

Wang Lung in his heart.

It's also very proud.

In fact, he didn't expect that after he was still an immortal, he was just a student in the branch of the Imperial Group, and he couldn't rank in the top 100, but in just five months, he became a descendant of the immortals of the Ancient Heavenly Court.

Such an identity.

In the royal group, which one can compare to him?

So.

He didn't even think about it, he directly withdrew from the branch of the Imperial Group, and now that he is an Immortal of the Ancient Heavenly Court, how can a small Imperial Group still tolerate him, a true dragon?

"You've all listened. ”

Wang Lung opened his mouth lightly, with an unfathomable look, looked at everyone, and said lightly:

"This is something that only the immortals of the Ancient Heavenly Court will know, and today I will tell you about it. ”

That being said.

But Wang Lung wanted to show that he was different from others more than anyone else, and he couldn't wait for a long time, and after seeing him, everyone around looked at him with a shocked expression.

All the young men and women around couldn't help but prick up their ears, and they all gathered around Wang Lung.

"Let me tell you, this Dragon Empress is not simple, not only is she an Immortal Saint Peak, but she may also have cultivated the Imperial Law!"

In a flash.

Hearing the word Difa, everyone nearby couldn't help but widen their eyes and gasped.

Cultivated the Imperial Law?

This Dragon Empress is too terrifying, isn't it?

"Wang Lung, do you know the true identity of this Dragon Empress?" someone immediately couldn't help but ask.

"I guess it's from the depths of the starry sky. ”

Hear this.

Everyone's eyes suddenly rolled their eyes and lost interest.

Isn't that the same as not saying it?

A fool can guess it.

It must be from the depths of the starry sky!

Seeing the disappointed expressions of the crowd.

Wang Lung couldn't help but snort coldly, his face was full of arrogance, and his tone was even more confident.

Said lightly:

"When I become a disciple of the Dragon Empress, I don't want to know the origin of this matter, but I will know?"

"Need to be in a hurry?"

But.

He just finished speaking.

In the crowd, there were voices questioning him.

"I don't think so, among the people who came to participate in the Dragon Empress's recruitment of disciples today, all of them are hidden dragons and crouching tigers, you are sure to enter the top three, and I heard that the Dragon Empress will only choose one in the end. ”

As soon as the words fell.

Wang Lung's gaze looked at the man, his eyes were full of disdain, and he replied lightly:

"Then the only one must be me!"

All the people around, didn't speak,

They and Wang Lung are also in a competitive relationship, although Wang Lung is the Ancient Heavenly Court Immortal, they may not have no chance, after all, in their eyes, Wang Lung and their realm are not much different.

Today's Long Bingyao.

It has almost become one of the three strongest people in the east of the earth, and some people even rank this dragon queen in the dragon beast forest before Monkey King and Erlang God Yang Jian.

Because.

Dragon Empress Long Bingyao, who has cultivated the imperial law, the emperor, in the minds of everyone today, is synonymous with invincibility.

Such supreme men.

The cultivation method of cultivating immortals, once it is unleashed, who can stop it in the same level?!

When everyone entered the Empress's Palace.

I saw that in the sky, once the white light flashed, the next moment, where Wang Lung was standing just now, a white robe appeared.

Followed by.

The white garment.

Then he walked into the Queen's Palace.

Really.

Wang Lung is indeed a strong opponent of many peers.

Almost every round.

It's all a little effort.

One move to solve the opponent.

Even the emperor group Tianjiao, who came to participate, was also defeated by him with one move.

Strong doesn't look like a contemporaneous at all.

It's like a battle-hardened old man.

Soon.

He finished in the top three.

As long as he defeats the other two, he can become a disciple of the Dragon Empress Long Bingyao, and this round, Wang Lung's opponent happened to be a young man of his age who was questioning him outside.

This time.

He's kind of an opponent.

The front was almost defeated in one move, but in this round, he was defeated by this young man, and when he was about to lose, suddenly a trace of imperceptible purple light flashed in Wang Lung's eyes.

Moment.

actually knocked the opponent back with one punch, and then, with the second punch, he directly knocked the opponent away, fell to the ground and vomited blood, and successfully won the round.

Suddenly.

There was a burst of exclamations around him, his face was full of consternation, none of them expected that Wang Lung would be able to reverse the situation in an instant, even the opponent looked incredulous, this guy, did he hide his strength before?

After two rounds.

Wang Lung successfully reached the top of the top, and in the envious eyes of everyone, he walked to the top, ready to wait for the Dragon Empress to come and accept him as a disciple.

This moment.

Everyone couldn't help but compare Wang Lung with Chen Jiannan, and they all felt that Chen Jiannan would become the back wave who was surpassed by the front wave......

Become a disciple of the Dragon Queen.

This is to cultivate the Emperor Law!

"I said that I must be the one who stands last!"

Wang Lung stood on the high platform, looked at everyone below with a proud face, and spoke lightly again, his face full of smug smiles.

Suddenly.

All of them.

Silence and envy for it.

If it was really the Ancient Heavenly Court Immortals, they really couldn't compare to each other.

"You, you are not qualified yet, cultivate the Emperor Law. ”

But at this moment.

A faint voice suddenly echoed throughout the audience, instantly making the smile on Wang Lung's face come to an abrupt end, leaving only endless coldness and dissatisfaction in his eyes.

The next moment.

Inspect the whole field, every corner.

Final gaze.

Locked onto a white robe.