Master Wang spoke very skillfully, he did not say the outer disciples of the Daluo Sect, but the outer disciples of the Immortal Sect of the Daluo Sect, the difference between the two is very big.

The outer disciples of the Great Luo Sect Immortal Sect are at least seven or more qi practitioners, and they control at least one high-level spell, and they can manipulate all kinds of mid-level and low-level spells at will, not the low-level qi practitioners who can only rub fireballs.

In addition, the Yang God World is full of vitality, and all kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures are not uncommon, and the Daluo faction, which is supported by the Ninety-Nine Prefectures of Daqian, is even more a local tyrant sect, which is simply a bit of an extinction of humanity, as long as it is an entry, there are high-level magic weapons to be distributed, and if you work hard, you can obtain top-level magic weapons, and even magic weapons are possible.

As a result, the same first-order cultivation, the cultivators of the Immortal Dao Qi Refining Period can complete the martial arts and the monks of the Innate Realm, and even those of the third-order Heaven and Human Realm can fight.

Don't look at the silver Zen yarn divine soul realm has reached the level of ghosts and immortals, and there are also great masters of the Qi and Blood Martial Dao, but in the face of the monks in the Qi refining period of the Immortal Dao, it is estimated that they can only hehe.

Looking at the little girl's unconvinced look, Master Wang felt very interesting, and said with a smile: "Since this is the case, then this seat will take you to see, and if you lose, don't cry your nose!" ”

"Humph!"

Yin Zensha snorted coldly, but she made up her mind in her heart to show some skills to let the two arrogant guys in front of her know how powerful they are.

Seeing this, Xiao Ding looked at the silver Zen yarn with a look of affection, feeling that this little girl is really cute, she really wants one!

Pity...

The look of pity in her eyes flashed, and then it returned to normal.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoguang couldn't help but flash a pity in the corners of his eyes, his heart was full of guilt, he gently took Xiao Ding into his arms, and comforted: "If you want, we can also adopt a child." ”

"Is that okay?"

Xiao Ding's expression was a little confused, raised his head, and muttered.

"Absolutely!"

"When we adopt one, it will definitely be cuter than this little girl."

Wang Xiaoguang said with a smile, of course he could understand Xiao Ding's mood and feelings.

Any woman has a heart to be a mother, Wanwan is like this, and so is Xiaoding.

Of course, he only adopted a girl, not a boy.

Why, you ask?

There are many reasons for this, and they are complex!

First, how can boys be as well-behaved and cute as girls, especially those little Lori, cute!

Second, can you tolerate other men taking advantage of your wife, even if it's a little kid!

Third, a girl will give a dowry at most when she marries, and maybe she can also receive a large amount of gift money, but boys are different, not to mention all kinds of expenses, the key is to grow up, and still worry about your inheritance, can this be endured?

Finally, and most crucially, do you want to be a girl's godfather or a boy's godfather....

Ahem, it seems to be too much!

Master Wang comforted Xiao Ding, and the two walked out of the main hall with the silver Zen yarn and came to the sky above the Sea of Creation.

"What is this?"

Looking at the sea of thunder and lightning under her feet, Yin Zensha felt that her whole soul was trembling, just like when she encountered thunder after the ghost came out of her body, no, it was even more terrifying than that, just in an instant, she felt that her soul and body were going to collapse together.

After adding a layer of protection to the little girl and isolating the breath of the Sea of Creation, Wang Xiaoguang said lightly: "The Sea of Creation, of course, you can call it the Sea of Creation and Thunder, it is the Creation Thunder of the Ninth Thunder Sea. ”

"To put it simply, it is the power of the thunder of your ghost immortals during the ninth thunder tribulation!"

The fluttering words fell into the ears of the little girl in the silver Zen yarn, like a thunderbolt, shaking her on the spot, her feet seemed to take root, no matter what, she couldn't move a bit.

The Sea of Creation, the Ninefold Thunder Sea, the Power of the Ninth Thunder Tribulation...

One word after another came out of Wang Xiaoguang's mouth, which brought her great shock and simply broke her cognition.

In the whole mind, there are only four words left, how is it possible?

How could it be impossible?

Although Yin Chansha intellectually didn't believe what Wang Xiaoguang said, she faintly believed it in her heart, because just now in that thousandth of a breath time, although her soul was about to collapse, but then, she could clearly feel the growth of her soul, and even faintly entangled with the breath of pure yang.

After refining like this, she felt that she had great confidence in surviving the first thunder tribulation and reaching the pure yang of her thoughts.

In the end, Xiao Ding couldn't look past it, glanced at Wang Xiaoguang, walked over slowly, took the little girl's hand, and led her out of the Daluo Realm.

Seeing this, Master Wang touched his nose embarrassedly, he just wanted to teach the little girl a lesson, who would have thought that this little girl was so intimidating, looking at her appearance, it seemed that she was about to be scared stupid, what a sin, a sin!

Because most of the disciples joined the army of the Daqian Dynasty and went out with the army, the Daluo faction at this time was a little quiet, whether it was the three thousand Daluo mountains or the Daluo City suspended in the sky, they all lost the noise of the past.

Of course, this kind of coldness is also what Wang Xiaoguang said with the disciples of the Daluo faction, for the little girl Yinchansha, since she walked out of the Daluo realm, she has not closed her mouth in shock.

Not to mention the misty mountains of Daluo, or the huge city suspended in the sky, all made her feel incredible, and she doubted whether she was living in a dream.

Especially the streamers that crossed the sky made her dumbfounded.

After all, in the Yang God World, even if it is a martial arts immortal, it can only flutter twice, and it can't fly at all.

Although ghosts and immortals can fly, it is also a thought to fly, and it seems a little unrealistic to want to fly in the flesh.

It's just that what she sees now is not one person flying, but everyone is flying, and some people don't even use magic weapons, just rely on their physical bodies to fly, this is too imyang!

After being dumbfounded, a bad thought suddenly appeared in the little girl's heart.

The outer disciples of the Da Luo Sect, shouldn't they go to the Quanhui Fly?

If you really want to fly, then how can you fight, do you have to be out of your body?

However, out-of-body really works?

The little girl was very entangled in her heart, looking at this, looking at that, she wanted someone to suddenly come over and encourage her: Don't be afraid, those are paper tigers, they will break when you poke them, so, girl, come on!

All the way slowly to Daluo City, Wang Xiaoguang took the little girl directly towards the center of the city, where there is a huge arena, usually mainly for the outer disciples to learn, almost every day there are many outer disciples to compete there, very suitable for the little girl of Yin Zen yarn to recognize the cruelty of reality.

When they came to the arena, they found that there were many vacant arenas, only a dozen arenas were fighting, various spells were fighting, magic weapons collided, and the warriors collided with their fists and feet, which made people dizzy.

There are three types of arenas in the arena, which are small arenas, medium-sized arenas, and large arenas. Among them, the small arena is a circular platform with a diameter of 100 meters, which is more suitable for the combat use of warriors, and the number is the largest, there are eighty-one; There are thirty-six medium-sized arenas, with a diameter of a kilometer, which can allow monks in the Qi refining period to fight as they wish.

As for the large arena, it is relatively few, only twelve, it is a small world artificially opened up, the area is not large, not even a thousand miles, this kind of arena is more suitable for group selection, and it is not used much in ordinary times.

When the little girl heard Wang Xiaoguang's introduction, she was numb, her eyes kept turning, if she wasn't still a little reserved, I'm afraid she would have knelt early!

Is it too trenched?

actually used the small world as an arena, not one, but a dozen, it is really inhumane!