"Brother Zhenshan, how can you say that?!" The little girl became more and more angry, but then she looked at Wang Daoming and said timidly: "Uncle Gu, you shouldn't be a bad person!" ”

"I'm a bad guy!" Wang Daoming nodded, and waved his hand and said, "I'm a little tired, you all go out, you suddenly disappeared, your father must be in a hurry, don't let your father worry!" ”

The little girl smiled happily and said, "My father said that bad people will not admit that they are bad people, and if you admit it, it proves that you must not be a bad person!" ”

Yun Yurou said and walked out with the young man, but it didn't take long for the young man to turn back and say, "Count you as acquaintances!" ”

Then he pretended to be vicious and said: "I know that Sister Yurou has a good impression of you, but you are soft and weak, and you can't protect Sister Yurou at all, don't let me see you deceive Sister Yurou with rhetoric in the future, otherwise I will beat you once I see you!" ”

"I know you read a lot of books, and you have a lot of ghost ideas in your heart, but if reading is useful, what do you need to do with your fist?!"

The young man said, measuring his solid and powerful fist, but Wang Daoming was white and slender, compared with the young man, it can be said that there is no deterrent at all.

The young man naturally wouldn't see what terrifying power was hidden in Wang Daoming's white and thin body.

After the young man finished speaking, he left without looking back, Wang Daoming didn't care about the young man's offense, in Wang Daoming's opinion, the young man's approach was like a child's cruel words, and it was not worth Wang Daoming's attention.

"The opening of the sea of gods is actually to open the divine treasure in the divine soul, the body and soul are the two sides of yin and yang, inseparable, there are countless divine treasures in the physical body, and there are naturally some in the divine soul, but the divine soul is unpredictable, but it is difficult to perceive. There are many doors in the physical body, and there are terrifying potentials hidden in the doors, and the so-called divine treasure is to open these portals and release the potential, and the same is true for the divine soul, but compared to the physical body, the door in the divine soul is more difficult to grasp! ”

"I think the reason why Shenhai is also divided into three, six, nine and so on is because of its own different potentials, so after the door is opened, the potential released is also more or less!" After Yun Yurou left, Wang Daoming continued to study the key of Shenhai, and deduced it again and again in his heart, trying to figure out the truth.

In fact, if you want to open up the Divine Sea, there is no difficulty in Wang Daoming's thoughts, but Wang Daoming is not in a hurry.

The foundation of the Divine Sea, once opened, is the source of divine power, and the foundation of a cultivator, which cannot be ignored by Wang Daoming.

Compared with taking the initiative to open up, Wang Daoming wants to take the road of ancient times, when the water is full of overflowing and the sea of gods is self-opening, when it is so strong that it can no longer be strong, and the savings can no longer be saved, it will naturally undergo earth-shaking transformation.

In ancient times, there was no path of cultivation at all, and there was no so-called realm of the Divine Sea at that time, when a cultivator found that he was strong enough to a certain extent, the Divine Sea would automatically open, so he studied it carefully, and finally came up with the method of opening up the Divine Sea.

The cloud car continued to move forward, Wang Daoming realized the Dao and practiced the Fa in his heart, his savings became more and more abundant, and the outside world was surging, but Wang Daoming was concentrating on cultivation, regardless of anything else.

No matter how the external situation changes, in the final analysis, it is still necessary to rely on the fist to speak, whoever has the big fist has the right to speak, Wang Daoming sees it very clearly.

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"Have you ever seen a caravan of the Celestial Rite pass by?!" In the Sword Gorge, a cold voice sounded, with a bloody breath, and the person who spoke was a thin old man, short in stature, with a layer of blood in his hair.

On the other side of the old man, no one dared to make a noise about the black evil who had to break the fortune and eliminate the disaster before, and they guessed the identity of the old man.

Blood Sword Ancestor, the ninety-first on the black list, the terrifying existence of entering the Dao with a sword, fierce and brutal, is enough to make children stop crying in the countries of the Southern Wilderness.

Don't look at the difference between the black demon and the old man is only a small realm, after the great master of swordsmanship, he enters the Tao with a sword, but this realm is the difference between gods and men.

No matter how strong the great grandmaster is, he is a human after all, and there is a limit, but the strong man of the sword path who enters the way with a sword can fly to the sky, kill people with sword qi, and even control the flying sword, killing people a thousand steps away, the sword momentum is together, the wind and rain and thunder follow each other, he is already a person among the immortals, and he is not comparable to the great grandmaster at all!

In the Southern Wilderness Kendo level masters, as long as they are willing, there are many small countries that are willing to serve the strong kendo as their national teachers and enjoy all the glory and wealth, but it is impossible for the great grandmaster to have this kind of treatment.

These people in the black devil naturally know the power of the Blood Sword Ancestor, this old devil is narrow-minded and ruthless, and in order to cultivate the magic power of the sword, he even slaughtered a city alive to sacrifice the sword, which is the reputation of killing.

The black demon that made ordinary people frightened, in front of the Blood Sword Ancestor, he didn't even dare to breathe.

After all, Heisha is also a great master of swordsmanship, although he didn't know why the Blood Sword Ancestor asked about the whereabouts of the Tianming Society's caravan, he still responded tremblingly: "The Tianming Society's caravan is in front, it shouldn't have gone far yet!" ”

"Good!" The Blood Sword Ancestor smiled and said, "In return, let you become a part of me!" ”

Before the words fell, a bloody hair on the head of the Blood Sword Ancestor suddenly flew out, like a sharp flying sword, with a terrifying edge, easily tearing the air apart, extremely terrifying.

It turned out that this old devil actually used his hair as a flying sword sacrifice, and every hair was refined by the old devil to the point that it was enough to pierce the golden cracking stone, and because it was because of his hair, in the strange place of Sword Gorge, his bloody hair could still exert good power.

"You?!" Hei Sha was furious in his heart, the long sword was out of his body, the sword light was like raindrops, and in a second, he didn't know how many times he collided with the hair of the Blood Sword Ancestor, with his swordsmanship, for a while, the hair of the Blood Sword Ancestor couldn't help him.

But Heisha himself can save his life temporarily, but his subordinates don't have the same swordsmanship as him, and the screams keep ringing out, and in less than a minute, the original team of more than sixty people is left with only one Heisha.

You must know that among the more than 60 people in the Black Sha, the worst ones are the superior swordsmen, swordsmanship masters, and swordsmanship masters, but in a very short period of time, they have all turned into dried corpses.

The Black Demon now finally understood what the Blood Sword Ancestor meant by what he had just said about becoming a part of him!

This Blood Sword Ancestor's magic skill can actually devour people's essence and blood qi to feed itself, swallowing the black man's subordinates, and the blood of the Blood Sword Ancestor is even thicker.

Don't wait for Hei Sha to think about it, the Blood Sword Ancestor's hair flicked, and tens of thousands of blood hairs condensed into a strand, the evil qi was rolling, and the demon power was monstrous, directly wrapping the blood into a zongzi.

Eventually, the blood had only time to let out a terrible wail, and then it was completely silent.

After sucking out the essence and blood of these sixty masters, the Blood Sword Ancestor laughed loudly, only to feel extremely comfortable, and urged his own qi and blood with the Ten Thousand Demon Blood Wasteland, and the Blood Sword Ancestor chased towards the direction pointed by the Black Demon in one step.