Seventy-ninety-one

However. The big knight sitting on a golden pixiu raised his hand and stopped him, explaining in a deep voice. Speak in person.

"It's all about training and sharpening the Predator!" he said.

A simple sentence that says it all.

"Tianyuan may disappear one day, but at that time, what will happen?" added some elders of the various clans, asking loudly.

The crowd was silent, the last thing they wanted to face, but what was likely to happen in the future.

Sending troops now is to sharpen the warriors of all races and prepare for the future battle of life and death, which is likely to be a battle to destroy the world, and blood will stain the whole world red.

This time, the scale of the war between the two realms was not small, the desert was full of living creatures, and countless corpses were left on both sides, and the sand was soaked red with blood.

And the soldiers dispatched in the imperial pass are still only a small part of the whole, not all of them.

At a higher level, it was just a skirmish.

This is a training exercise, and there is no doubt that this situation will continue, and the warriors of all races will take turns to attack, and they will all experience the cruelty of blood and bones.

From ancient times to the present, there has never been a shortage of dry bones outside the emperor's pass, and this life is destined to be more!

The crying gradually disappeared, and the whole army was quiet, black and pressing, silently walking in the direction of the imperial pass.

Even the mighty beasts stopped roaring and returned in silence, and some of the giant birds cast large shadows on the ground and headed forward.

This silence, this silence, seems depressing.

Every time I come back from outside the gate, it will be like this, and the monks will wither, die, and die outside the gate, which is an unavoidable martyrdom and pain.

The army walked into the fog of chaos and came to the vast first pass, and the people were still silent, quietly waiting to enter the city.

Phew!

A fairy light sprinkled down, enveloping everyone.

Immediately, a few creatures screamed. Directly turned into ashes, I can't even fight for a moment.

It was a creature from a foreign land, mixed into the army through this war, and wanted to enter the customs, but unfortunately, like all previous times, they couldn't pass the customs, and they were illuminated by an ancient mirror in the city and showed their original form, and they disappeared.

Then, Wang Ming and the others felt that they had been disintegrated and entered a strange passage. Before he could understand what was going on, he fell into the depths of the passage.

In the process, he felt that the blood was roaring, and the imprint of the divine soul was violently shaking, as if it was resonating with the emperor.

He knew that this was a probing, and any creature that entered the Emperor Pass would be strictly scrutinized, and only those who had exited the pass not long ago would be allowed to enter.

When they embarked on their journey, they had already left their own qi engines here.

The Imperial Pass is ancient and mysterious. There is a reason for being able to stand for eternity without falling.

Soon after, they entered the city and found it everywhere. All of them were nervously staring in this direction, all of them were people from the major clans, looking forward to the return of the clansmen.

Obviously, this process is destined to be full of sadness.

When Wang Ming left. I heard the heart-rending cry behind me, and there were women and children, the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled, waiting here for the return of their relatives. It turned out to be bad news.

Wang Ming went away, and there was no one waiting for him here, because the clansmen were too weak to come here.

"Whoosh!"

A golden figure rushed over, landed on Wang Ming's shoulder, and returned with him.

"Happy, I killed a lot of enemies, but I didn't encounter any big fish, and an old man always stood behind me, for fear that I would run away and be unlucky!" said the Divine Ant.

Wang Ming was dumbfounded, he knew that it must be the super master in the city who was protecting the little divine power ant, and he was afraid that it would die outside the gate for adulthood, and the loss would be too great.

Because the descendants of the Ten Divine Beasts, etc., if there are no accidents, they are destined to grow into invincible ones in the future.

Exotic army, return first.

The warlike races are very iron-blooded, and even if they die in battle, they are only sad at the time, and they will still be cold and ruthless very quickly afterwards.

Exotic, vast and boundless, the territory is too vast, many times larger than thirty-three days.

After the return of the tribes. They all go to their respective clans' territories through super teleportation arrays.

But there are also a very small number of people who directly call friends and go to the party, and this time the gathering of the younger generation is even more extraordinary.

"Go and invite people, invite all the strongest geniuses of my generation, if you can't get rid of Wang Ming, it's really a shame, how can the younger generation in my world be inferior to others!"

The Great War of the Desert. The defeat of the Martial Heavenly Kings shocked the hearts of many young foreign creatures, and at the same time, they were extremely worried that they would be defeated by a human race. They are not convinced.

Especially Wu Tianwang's words, Wang Ming is already invincible in the younger generation, which alarmed many people and made his peers pay attention to this matter.

"Can you go to the legendary ancient places? Please give birth to the emperor?"

As soon as this sentence came out, many wizards of the younger generation were shocked, is Wang Ming so terrible. Need to alarm the Imperial Family?

"Be cautious, the emperor is dusty, and he will not be born, and once someone walks out of the ancient land, he will definitely dominate the world, worship in all directions, and there will be no chance for my generation again!"

In any case, Wang Ming has become a celebrity among the young generation in a foreign land!

Defeating King Wu Tianwang in the Great Desert Battle has attracted the attention of young and strong people of all races in foreign lands, who have regarded him as a mountain that must be pulled out.

"You...... I'm back alive!" At the entrance of the royal tribe village, Ah Beast looked at a figure walking in the distance, and couldn't help but shout in surprise.

When a group of children heard this, they all came running to him, looking at him in surprise and delight.

"Big brother, you are so powerful, I heard that this battle was very tragic, but you are safe and sound, not injured at all, so happy!" cried a little girl, with an innocent smile on her little red face, but then she cried again, because she had lost her father not long ago, and thought of him.

The people in the tribe all appeared, and they were all very happy to see Wang Ming, showing a simple smile, some came over to pat him on the shoulder, some gave him a large bowl of spirits, and some handed him a towel to wipe off the dust.

"It's good to come back, it's good to be alive......" Patriarch Wang Houde's voice trembled a little, what he was most afraid of was when the warriors returned, because every time he heard bad news, most of the strong people in the clan were lost.

"Kid, eat some dried meat and regain some strength. There were also some middle-aged women who came up with kind and kind smiles.

Wang Ming thanked them and felt a kind of warmth here. It felt like home.

He stayed here, had no intention of leaving, and was ready to use this place as his only place to stay.

In the next half month, Wang Ming did not go out, teaching the children to practice in the tribe, and he was also figuring out the path of the Great Dao, semi-retreat.

He's waiting, and when he gets out again, his goal will be more than just the battlefield!

A few more days passed, and this small tribe was little cared for in the mountains. Someone visited and a letter was delivered.

"Is Wang Ming here? He lives in the middle of nowhere, in this barren mountain. The visitor muttered quietly.

"Who are you, and what is the matter?" the young beast greeted.

"I went to Wang Ming and sent him an invitation, and three days later, there was a party in the Imperial Pass, and the people who were invited were all the top figures of the younger generation, and they were all elites of all ethnic groups. ”

"What party?" swished. A golden figure rushed and landed directly on the envelope, startling the sender.

"Now that I'm all busy cultivating, I don't have any time to gather. The Divine Ant pouted.

"This gathering is very unusual. They are the leading figures of the younger generation of the world, all of them are transcendent, and there are only benefits and no disadvantages in getting together. The man said, according to him. In the future, it will be this group of people who will rule the ups and downs of the world.

"It's not like I haven't seen it in thirty-three days!" the little ant was impatient.

"This time it's not just the monks of the Thirty-Three Days, but also the strongest descendants of all the clans in the Imperial Pass, and the descendants of the invincible. and the descendants of the True Immortals, who have never been there for thirty-three days. The person who came explained that it was obvious that he very much hoped that Wang Ming could go.

"Descendants of the Invincible, who is that?" the Divine Ant grunted, not very concerned.

In particular, it directly ignored the descendants of the True Immortals and didn't even ask.

The monk who delivered the letter couldn't hold back his face, and reminded there, "There are also true immortal descendants!"

"Aren't the descendants of true immortals amazing, it's not like I haven't seen them, aren't Luo Xi and Nala Yongqi all from the Immortal Family, that is, the descendants of true immortals?"

"Well, you haven't seen those people, they belong to the three immortal families in the Emperor Pass. "Someone wiped their sweat, it was the first time I met such a big ant, and I didn't even pay attention to the heirs of the immortal family.

"Descendants, they are not true immortal children, I have even seen Luo Changsheng, a real immortal baby, and naturally I have no interest in those descendants. I remember that more than a year ago, we also went to the Luo family to fight, and Luo Changsheng's chatter was indeed more terrifying than his descendants!"

The person who sent the letter was speechless when he heard these words, what kind of monster did he meet? Do you just not want to see the immortal family, and even take Luo Changsheng to lose it, and return the fairy baby, who dares to call an old monster who has lived for endless years?

"Silence, be quiet, or you will be in trouble!" the messenger persuaded as he wiped his cold sweat.

"You don't know me?" the Divine Ant was surprised.

In the distance, Wang Ming walked over, and he was really speechless for a while. The person who sent the letter showed off the descendants of the true immortals in front of the little divine power ants, and there was really a bit of a gap.

Unless it is a true immortal parent, how can it compare with this little golden ant? This is the parent of the ten divine beasts!

Back then, although the Divine Power Ant was not an immortal king and did not get that fruit, its real combat power was definitely not weak, and it was almost at that level.

"You...... Who is it?" the messenger looked suspiciously, looking at the little golden ant on the envelope.

The envelope is still in his hand. As a result, an ant suddenly jumped up, and now he has such a tone that he is a little confused.

The little ant squinted at him. said: "You baby is not kind, deliberately ignoring and squeezing me." Isn't that right?"

Someone wiped his sweat, not long ago, this ant called Luo Changsheng a fairy baby, but now he looks old-fashioned again, calling him a baby, and he is really going to faint.

"I just got out of the customs and have been practicing for the last few years...... said, the messenger said.

Wang Ming walked over, smiled when he heard it, and said, "This is a divine power ant." The parent and child of the Golden Armor Divine Power Ant. ”

"This ...... Ah, I'm ...... Let's go!" The messenger fled from Wang Ming, in fact, he really wanted to take a good look at the legendary golden beetle, but when he thought that it would call Wang Changsheng a baby, he immediately burned his ass like a fire, and he didn't dare to talk to it deeply, he was really frightened, for fear that it would say something shocking and cause him a big disaster.

When he reached the entrance of the village, he stopped again. It was a bit panicked to hand the letter to the children in the tribe and then turned around and fled.

"Three days later. Biluohu ......" Wang Ming read the invitation, whispered to himself, and threw it on a wooden table.

"Xiao Mingzi, I'm out of the customs, I heard that you went to the desert to do a job, and you got a lot, and you killed two royal powerhouses?" Zhang Bairen ran over.

He was only separated by a large river from Wang Ming's tribe, and in the other tribe, he was the closest acquaintance to Wang Ming.

Hear him shouting. and that title, Wang Ming's head is full of black lines.

"Fatty. What are you shouting?" Wang Ming glared at him.

Zhang Bairen laughed dryly, and then said, "That's right." What kind of person did you say about sending an invitation to young Tianjiao, damn, he hadn't heard my name, let alone my invitation, so I just beat him up!"

Wang Ming was directly speechless, looking at this fat man, he really didn't know what to say.

"Your baby is really unkind!" The divine ant couldn't stand it anymore, it didn't do anything, it just told the man the facts and reasoned.

……

When he understood clearly, Zhang Bai endured his anger and said: "Ignore me, ignore me, what's the big deal, mom won't go if you can't go." Well, no, I have to go, and the more I don't give me an invitation, the more I have to go. ”

"What's there to fight about, I have an invitation here, you take it. Wang Ming turned around, ready to continue his cultivation and comprehend his own Dharma and Dao.

"Uh, there's your name written on it!" Zhang Bairen reminded.

"Are you really going?" The Divine Power Ant looked at him, he had never seen such a thick-skinned fat man, and he was really studying the invitation.

"Go, you must go, I'll go with you!" Zhang Bairen grabbed Wang Ming.

"Not interested!" Wang Ming said.

"Being in the Imperial Pass, people are warmly invited, how can you save the face of others, and besides, the future is destined to join forces to kill the enemy, now it's time to get to know each other and contact the feelings in advance. "Zhang Bairen grinds hard and foams.

Emperor Guan, the younger generation has not been able to calm down recently, especially the elites of all ethnic groups and the strongest heirs of a clan are waiting.

It's a pity that many people are destined to be disappointed, they won't receive invitations, and they can't participate in the rumored high-standard Tianjiao event.

This day is rumored that there is a gathering in the imperial pass, which belongs to the younger generation, and will be held in Biluo Lake, and it is indispensable to preach the scriptures and talk about the Tao at that time.

If it is known, Wang Ming is very reluctant to go, he will definitely be stunned, and many people will definitely be in a daze, because they really want to get an invitation, but they are disappointed in vain.

"Well, I've heard that this time there is a display of curiosities brought back from a foreign land. (To be continued.) )