"Ahem."

Wang Jingluo's carriage slowly drove towards the Spring Breeze Pavilion and stopped ten zhang away in front of Huo Huan and the others.

The looming rune in the sky brought heavy pressure to Wang Jingluo.

It was like a huge mountain, pressing on top of his head, making him breathless.

Wang Jingluo is a young genius in the Tang Kingdom, he has no sect and no faction, and he can be regarded as a wild one.

Therefore, the military department focused on training, not to mention that Master Huang Yang and the national teacher said that Wang Jingluo may reach above the five realms.

Wang Jingluo first met at the age of four, could perceive at the age of six, was not confused at the age of eleven, and entered the cave at the age of sixteen.

It took more than ten years to climb to the top grade of Dongxuan, and established the title with victory:

"Wang Jingluo, who is invincible below his fate."

No matter how you look at it, this guy is also a genius, of course, he can't compare with the people in the mountains behind the academy.

Huo Huan knew his fate at the age of fourteen, and knew his fate at the peak of nineteen, which is not considered a vindictive cultivation.

Mr. Big is even more powerful, and in a few days, he rushed directly from the cave to the top of the Five Realms.

Chen Pipi became known at the age of eleven, and if he took out any of them, he was slightly stronger than Wang Jing.

This is the difference between the worldly and the unknowable, and the genius of the world is like that in the unknowable.

Wang Jingluo is very aware of this.

As long as he didn't confront the young men and women of the unknowable land, the title of invincible below the knowledge of fate was just a false name, and the name of a genius of the monastic path was not solid.

Therefore, Wang Jingluo likes to pretend to be calm, and he doesn't want others to praise him as a young genius.

He wanted the bearing of a great cultivator, and often pretended to be old-fashioned, coughing twice when he was fine.

But at this time, in the carriage, Wang Jingluo's cough was bright red and bloody, and he looked particularly embarrassed.

"Ahem."

Wang Jingluo lifted the curtain of the carriage and got out of the carriage, but the surging night rain was only falling outside the big talisman.

This Tang genius, who is a strong generation, is now aggrieved like a child.

"Dare I ask which rune master you are?"

Wang Jingluo knew that he was not an opponent, the rune master was already in the realm of knowing his fate, no matter how talented he was, he couldn't fight beyond the level.

The rune masters at the south gate of Haotian Dao, Wang Jingluo basically knew them, and none of them were so young.

He Wang Jingluo is known as a genius, and the other party is obviously younger than him, but he is already a rune master.

Wang Jingluo had actually guessed something, Huo Yun was very likely to come from an unknown place.

"Two floors, ranked twelve."

Huo Yun found that Yan Se, the bad old man, was already standing not far away, as if he was afraid that Huo Hu would kill Wang Jingxiao.

"It turned out to be Mr. Twelve, no wonder."

Wang Jingluo's eyes were a little gloomy, in the eyes of the cultivators of these unknown places, it was just a joke.

It is said that Mr. Thirteen of the Academy is the youngest practitioner in the world.

Now that I meet Mr. Twelve, I'm afraid he is not a newcomer, and he is not so strong when he first enters his fate.

The fire characters hanging in the sky made Wang Jingluo feel that all his internal organs were burning, but he didn't really hurt him.

With such subtle control, this Twelve Gentlemen will definitely be among the best among the rune masters.

"Mr. Twelve, I am ordered by the military department to come and kill Chao Xiaoshu."

"Please don't embarrass the villain, Mr. Twelve."

In front of Huo Yun, Wang Jingluo did not have the pride of a great cultivator, so he could only rely on the orders of the military department.

The academy does not interfere in politics, which is the only criterion that Wang Jingluo can check and balance Huo Huan.

Wang Jingluo, who is so arrogant, can only be a man with his tail between his legs in front of the second floor of the academy.

"Don't put a high hat on me."

"If it weren't for Master Yan Se's face, you would already be a corpse."

"The academy is not involved in politics, but no matter who moves my brother, there is only one way to die."

Huo Yun sneered, not to mention a mere Wang Jingluo, even if it was a prince, he would dare to kill.

Huo Yun is a traverser, and there are not so many taboos, let alone a secular prince.

"How is that possible?"

"How can he be a brother to Mr. Twelve?"

Wang Jingluo suddenly became lemon essence, he actually looked down on Chao Xiaoshu a little, and he didn't know the current affairs.

The dignified Great Sword Master actually mixed with the underground forces in Chang'an City, losing the face of the Great Cultivator.

"He could have been my brother, but now he is the leader of the Fish and Dragon Gang."

"The Ichthyosaurus Gang has been able to occupy the underground forces in Chang'an for many years, and there must be a reason for his existence."

"And you baited fish naturally deserve the punishment you deserve."

Huo Yun's palm pressed down slightly, and the fire characters in the sky leaned down slightly, and a huge pressure fell from the sky.

Wang Jingluo, who had a straight waist, was overwhelmed to the ground by this huge pressure.

Kill and kill, waste and waste, Huo Yun is very irritable.

"What a powerful rune."

"The second floor of the academy is worthy of being a holy place for cultivation."

Wang Jingluo has given up struggling, and the difference in realm means an irreparable gap.

Even, with his Dongxuan top-grade strength, he didn't even have the qualifications to make a move against Huo Yun.

"Bad old man, if you don't take him away, I'll kill him directly."

Huo Yun looked at the master hidden in the darkness outside the Spring Breeze Pavilion, not far from the attic.

Yan Se's well character is suspended above Huo Huan's fire character.

As long as Huo Yun wants to kill Wang Jingluo, Yan Se will inevitably come to the rescue, and a big battle is inevitable.

Huo Yun didn't want to fight Yan Se, and Yan Se was not sure that he would win Huo Hu, so both of them were waiting.

Huo Yun was waiting for Yan Se to come to save people, and Yan Se was waiting for Huo Shu to release him directly, and the two were at a stalemate.

"Hey, you kid can't give the old man some thin noodles, just let the person go."

"What's in it for you to let the old man come out for a walk?"

Yan Se flipped his palm slightly, and the character of the well drawn by the street and alley as the base and the rain as the ink appeared in the sky.

The well character collided with the fire character, and the two runes were extinguished one after another, merging with the night, and no longer separating each other.

The torrential rain fell densely, and without the power of the fire character, the rain could finally fall.

The rain, like a water curtain, drenched Wang Jingluo into a soup chicken in an instant, and no part of his body was dry.

Around Master Yan Se's body, an invisible cover was erected to keep the rain out.

Only cultivators in the realm of knowing fate can release their mental power and form a protective mental power cover, which does not get dirty.

I don't know when, the oil-paper umbrella that flew to kill the great cultivator returned to Huo Yun's hands.

Huo Yun held an oil-paper umbrella, elegant like a person in the painting, and Master Yan Se occupied one side.

It's just that in terms of momentum, it seems that Huo Yun is a little weaker than Master Yan Se, and he still needs to hold an umbrella when it rains.

Ning Que bumped Chao Xiaoshu with his shoulder, turned his head towards Xiaoshu suspiciously, and stared at Ning Que blankly.

"Lao Chao, your friend is too weak, he doesn't know the master's rain protection skills."

Ning Que was very envious of Master Yan Se, such a dense rain could not wet his clothes.

If you look at yourself, even the inside of your clothes is damp, and this feeling is particularly uncomfortable.

Huo Yun is also a rune master, why can't he avoid the rain and give them a shot.

is not righteous at all, and said that he is a brother with Chao Xiaoshu, Ning Que and Chao Xiaoshu are in the rain on the side, and he is alone with an umbrella.

"Little boss, what did you say?"

Thinking that he had fought too much, he had auditory hallucinations in his ears.

Just now, Ning Que actually complained about Huo Huan, and he didn't know how to use his mental power to protect himself, what the hell is this.

Ning Que, didn't you look around his body, didn't a drop of rain splash in?