Young.

The top of the cloud ship flickered with white light, and the void aura rippled and danced angrily.

A cyan figure floated down, Fu Lingtian raised his eyes and glanced at the person who came, "It turned out to be him!"

Then.

Yang Ping looked at the person who came, and his voice was hoarse, "The landlord, the landlord save me!"

Meng Yuan glanced at Yang Ping, disgusted, but no matter what, he was the deacon of Wanbaolou, if he died at the hands of Chang Hat.

Wanbaolou will lose face.

Meng Yuan's gaze withdrew from Yang Ping, and chuckled at Fu Lingtian: "Young Master Fu, don't come unharmed." ”

"It's the Lord of the Seventh Floor!"

"It's really fate!"

Fu Lingtian's face was blank, and his voice was indifferent.

"Young Master Fu, Yang Ping is the deacon of Wanbaolou, if there is something wrong, Wanbaolou will teach, and he will not bother with Young Master Fu. ”

"Seventh floor master, this is a bad word!"

"Yang Ping is vicious and deliberately provocative, I ordered him to be thrown off the cloud boat, just to clean up the black sheep for you Wanbaolou. ”

"Seventh Floor Lord, you should thank me on behalf of Wanbao Tower!" Fu Lingtian looked at Meng Yuan.

Smell.

Meng Yuan's face sank, his brows furrowed slightly, and his heart was angry, he persuaded him with good words, but Fu Lingtian didn't give face at all.

"Young Master Fu, Yang Ping is at fault, but his sin is not to death, hand him over to me, and today's matter is over. ”

"Sin does not unto death?"

"Lord of the seventh floor, I really know how to joke, if the person who is thrown out of the cloud ship now is me, I believe that Your Excellency will definitely not come forward. ”

"Wanbaolou wants to save face, so I don't want it?"

"Long hate, throw it down!"

Fu Lingtian's eyes were slightly cold, and his voice was loud.

Anyway.

As soon as Chang Hate let go, Yang Ping made a free fall movement, and with a 'whoosh', Yang Ping's figure disappeared into the clouds.

Everything happened too fast, and Meng Yuan was caught off guard.

Seeing Yang Ping falling, Meng Yuan's eyes shrank slightly, and he said coldly: "Fu Lingtian, you ............"

"Lord of the seventh floor, the scourge has been removed, and this son will not blame Wanbaolou. ”

"As for the matter of compensation, when I arrive in Dongxuan City, I will definitely visit your building with my master another day!"

Meng Yuan stared at the young man, his face was cloudy, "You, the master is in Dongxuan City?"

"Guess!"

Fu Lingtian's cheeks flashed with a sinister smile, and he turned around and strode away.

Yang Ping died.

Wanbaolou was discredited.

But he couldn't make a move against Fu Lingtian.

Because, Meng Yuan knew that the young man's master, a strong man of the same era as the medicine honor, such a super terrifying powerhouse, even Wanbaolou would not dare to fight with him.

In this way, Meng Yuan could only watch the young man leave.

Right now.

Nie Changlin came to Meng Yuan's side with a frightened expression, "Master Menglou, why don't you kill him?"

"Nie Changlin, not everyone is as stupid as you, Yang Ping died for you today, you'd better not provoke that young man again. ”

"Otherwise, neither your Nie family nor the Divine Xuan Academy will be at peace. ”

Meng Yuan's face was as cold as frost, and a low voice sounded, hearing the sound, Nie Changlin's eyes showed a fierce light, and his cheeks sneered, "Master Dream Building, who is this young man?"

"The cloud ship is about to arrive in Dongxuan City, I believe you will know soon, don't provoke him, otherwise you will be killed!"

Meng Yuan's figure flashed and disappeared on the deck.

Until this moment, Meng Yuan clearly remembered Fu Lingtian's achievements in the Two Realms City, bloodbathing the City Lord's Mansion, and fighting the Western Wei Dynasty alone.

This young man is like a spring breeze to his relatives, he will repay the enemy, and he is ruthless, he hopes that his words Nie Changlin can remember it in his heart.

Otherwise, the Nie family and the Divine Xuan Academy would once again invite trouble because of his stupidity.

Nie Changlin saw Meng Yuan turn around and leave, his face was disdainful, and he sneered, "The deep water in Dongxuancheng is up to him, and he can't stir it." ”

"Entering Dongxuan City, the old man wants to kill him, as simple as crushing an ant. Nie Changlin's sleeves danced angrily, turned around and left with his disciple.

The dust has settled.

The deck was completely agitated, and the crowd began to guess Fu Lingtian's identity.

can make Wanbaolou jealous, and Shenxuan Academy is deflated, this young man is not simple.

Especially the strength of his entourage, it is simply terrifying.

"It seems that the hidden dragon list of Dongxuan City is about to change hands. ”

"Yes, that young man didn't make a move from beginning to end, I'm really curious about what level of cultivation he has reached. ”

The cloud ship appeared in the sky above Dongxuan City amid the discussion, and Fu Lingtian received a notice and appeared on the deck, overlooking Dongxuan City.

"Ling'er, brother is here!"

At this time, Chang Hate appeared beside him, "Childe, I have sent the Qing slave back, and left all the spirit stones and gold coins for their mother and son. ”

"Childe, why don't you let the young slave worship me as a teacher?"

"Long hatred, Qingnu has his own life, and we just meet in Pingshui, if there is a fate, we will meet in the future. ”

"Dongxuancheng has arrived, we have a lot of things to do!"

Hearing the sound, Chang hated as if he understood or not, bowed his head slightly, and looked at the city under the cloud boat.

"Dongxuancheng, I'm here!"

The cloud ship landed outside Dongxuan City.

The guests disembarked one after another, Fu Lingtian and Chang Hate came down with the crowd, feeling a sharp gaze looking at them, and Long Hate turned to look.

"It's the Divine Genoc Academy again!"

"Long hate, go to the city first, don't pay attention to them!" Fu Lingtian said lightly.

"Childe, I've put up with him for a long time, and when he enters Dongxuan City, if he makes trouble for us again, I'll kill him!" Chang Hate glared at Nie Changlin, his voice sonorous and powerful.

Fu Lingtian smiled slightly, and walked towards the city gate quickly, whispering in his heart, the long hatred was too violent.

Young.

The two appeared under Dongxuan City, the city was towering into the clouds, the walls were high and the city was thick, and it was as solid as gold.

The city exuded a quaint atmosphere, and Fu Lingtian could feel that this city should be very old.

Enter the city.

On both sides of the long street, there are many pavilions and palaces, and pedestrians are weaving.

At this moment, it was dusk, and thousands of golden lights shrouded the sky over the city, and the entire city exuded a mysterious and powerful majesty.

Fu Lingtian suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance, a stone statue of a hundred feet tall stood in the middle of the long street, staring at the stone statue in front of him, and fell into shock.

"Childe, how could the stone statue of the Cangxuan God of War appear here!"

Fu Lingtian's figure rotated, and his eyes looked around, "Long hatred, the God of War Dungeon and the Dongxuan City have the same pattern, and the Cangxuan God of War and this city are inextricably linked. ”

Hearing this, Chang Hate turned around and found that as Fu Lingtian said, Dongxuan City was an enlarged version of the God of War Dungeon.

"Childe, why did Cangxuan's predecessors make the God of War Dungeon the same as Dongxuan City?"

"Long hatred, the past is obsessed, if we want to know, we need to uncover the layers of fog, first find anthers and ghost slaves, and the rest of the things will come to light sooner or later. ”

Don't say it's a long hatred, his heart is also full of curiosity.

Cangxuan asked Chang Hate to hand over a spirit ring to him, and let him find an opportunity to go to the Shenxuan Academy.

Fu Lingtian knew that the answer he was looking for must be in the Divine Xuan Academy.

On the long street, the two of them walked forward slowly, and Chang Hate urged the sound transmission stone one after another, "Childe, there is no response from the anther and the ghost uncle's sound transmission stone, will they be in danger?"