The portal of the Western Regions was built outside the Light and Dark City, and the flow of people was like a carp crossing the river.

Everyone stood not far away and watched, curious about who Amon and Ling Qingping were waiting for, or who were they intercepting?

The five hundred iron-blooded soldiers riding gale horses behind Amon are fully armed with men and horses, which are five hundred sets of epic armor, and even the armor of the war horses is epic.

The five hundred horsemen were armed with heavy guns, not moving at all, and the aura of slaughter was like the smoke of gunpowder and the flames of war, rendering the entire scene like a battlefield in northern Xinjiang.

Five hundred cavalrymen of the Wuzong period armed to the cheekbones, how could they not be shocking.

Countless passers-by stopped to watch, their eyes amazed, and then stepped backwards to ask the whispered onlookers, trying to satisfy their curiosity.

"What is the situation with this friend? Can you tell me that the five hundred horsemen are indeed epic armor?

"Five hundred horsemen, go to the three passes of Northern Xinjiang to have a look, you can see thousands of thundering troops and alien armies at any time, all of them are epic battle armor and space rings, by the way, I don't know about natural disasters, where are you from?"

Many people showed disdain, looking at the martial arts cultivators who looked like turtles in the countryside, showing their knowledge from above.

"Sao Nian, do you know the Divine Yin Stream of the Natural Disaster and the Shenzhou Military Industry?"

"Oh, I know, many of my friends are loyal customers of Shenzhou Military Industry. ”

"Well, it's not bad, that woman in the Martial King period is the flow master of the Divine Seal Stream, the supreme head of the Shenzhou military industry, open your eyes, look at the hundreds of alchemists behind him, the worst are all senior alchemists, that martial saint saw it, Master Huang Yan, the second disciple of the flow master!"

A group of passers-by grunted and spit, their hearts raced at the beating of these ostentatious 'seniors'.

Ling Qingping looked at the sunset from afar, unaware of the discussion not far away, eight days had passed, she felt like eight years had passed, and her heart was waiting for the instructor to appear all the time.

At the suggestion of Ling Yaohe, she worshiped Wen Yiming as a teacher, and she was very resistant, although she did admire her alchemy, and she was grateful for her selfless teaching in the competition, but she really felt ridiculous to worship a young man who was a few years younger than her as a teacher.

However, with the trip to northern Xinjiang, Wen Yiming taught her everything, and she did not abandon or give up in the pursuit all the way, and she slowly recognized a teacher from the bottom of her heart.

She has grown step by step from burden, she has been tired, she has laughed and teared, and countless geniuses of her generation who have been compared to her can only stand behind her and look up as the years go by.

Today, although she is only a grandmaster-level alchemist who has just entered the Martial King stage, her status is already equal to her grandfather Ling Yaohe, and even surpassed.

Without her teacher Wen Yiming, she would not have everything she is today, this is a lifelong relative.

The three disciples behind her, Ding Yan of the second layer of the eldest disciple Martial Saint, Huang Yan of the first layer of the second disciple Martial Saint, and Mei Jing of the seventh layer of the third disciple Martial King, which one is not older than her and has a higher cultivation, but he is willing to serve her as a teacher.

As her thoughts drifted, she and Amon looked into the distance at the same time, their eyes radiating doubt.

A novel and elegant wooden spirit shuttle slowly landed thousands of kilometers away, causing countless onlookers to look back and whisper.

"Wow, is this a wood spirit shuttle? No, it's not a new work of the chief engineer and the old-timers. ”

A few Wu Xiu who looked left and right expressed their opinions, which made Ling Qingping and Ah Meng laugh secretly, Hou Er, who had never stepped out of Roaring Island, was less than forty years old, and he actually became an old man.

"It should be, except for the seniors who can refine, the people inside must be the big people of the natural disaster, and they may be the lord of Jin City. ”

"Cut, stupid, Jin Yuesheng's predecessors don't have the status of the dragon soul high, you are being funny. ”

"That's right, but the dragon soul doesn't seem to have such a beautiful car, it should be newly developed, and the old man is amazing. ”

"Hey, hey, hey... Come out,, what's a young man? Who's younger!"

In the middle of the discussion, the five hundred iron horsemen suddenly shook their heavy guns in unison, and with the neat heavy stamping of the gale horses, the sound of the golden iron horse was killed.

So the discussion disappeared in an instant, and there was silence outside the light and dark city, and only the slow footsteps of the white-robed man could be heard.

Before Wen Yiming landed, he saw Ah Meng and Ling Qingping, He Li and Huang Yan behind him knew him, the unified and unique alchemy robe, the handprint embroidery on the left chest, he swept it at a glance, it was nearly a thousand people of the Divine Seal Stream.

and the five hundred iron horsemen who did not move like a mountain, these made him have a bad premonition.

Wen Yiming secretly said that something big must have happened to make Amon and the others give up their cultivation and come to the portal.

The moment he put away the snow ape shuttle, he felt that the five hundred iron horsemen released an aura ready to rush and kill at any time, this was the Hong family army that often fought with Cai Yantong in the three passes of northern Xinjiang.

When he was infected, he instinctively overflowed with a trace of murderous energy.

The onlookers retreated slightly, got out of the way, and stared curiously at Wen Yiming's face.

The five hundred battle armor martial arts sects were as neat as a horse, and when Wen Yiming approached, he raised his right arm at the same time, and his flat fist hung heavily in front of his left chest, sending out a dull heavy blow.

'Bang ——!'

The sound of the clash between the armor and the metal gloves shook the whole scene, and the onlookers all took a step back, gasped, and an idea came to their hearts at the same time.

Who is this?

And in the next second, Ling Qingping, the Divine Seal Streamer, gave them the answer.

"Teacher, you're finally back!"

What the???

Everyone shouted wildly in their hearts, their mouths opened slightly, their eyes froze, and they stayed on Wen Yiming's face, unable to move.

Teacher? Ling Qingping calls this young man in his thirties a teacher?

Who Ling Qingping's teacher was, this was well known throughout the Heavenly Continent.

The originator of the Divine Seal Stream, the founder of the Shenzhou military industry, and the true leader of the Dragon Soul.

Wen Yiming!

This name, especially in the Western Regions, has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, cracking the formula of breaking the plastic, I don't know how many lost martial arts cultivators who were damaged by the dantian, it is said to have fallen eight years ago, and was rated as the first contributor to the martial arts cultivation world and the alchemy world in the past thousand years by the "Heavenly Calendar Divine Codex".

Countless people were stunned, looking at this young man who had been named a god-killer, and their minds were completely confused.

And the words of the dragon soul captain Amon once again knocked everyone into the clouds and lost their way.

"Instructor, the situation has changed!"

Instructor!!!

, countless people collapsed, it turned out that the supreme leader of the natural disaster, the mysterious instructor turned out to be the god killer Wen Yiming, this is definitely the most explosive news of the year.

Looking at the admiration and even the fanatical look in the eyes of the alchemist of the nearly thousand divine imprints, you don't have to think about it to know that something big has definitely happened.

And behind Ling Qingping, dozens of alchemists showed confusion in their eyes, and the expressions on their faces were very exciting.

Isn't this the person who sneered at the statue of the scholar in the Light and Dark Square, what?

They looked at Ho Li, who was not embarrassed at all, and looked ahead with burning eyes.

(End of chapter)