In the process of Wang Qiang using the power of the Heavenly Punishment God Holy Body to destroy the doppelganger of the Hai family's old ancestor, there were many realm venerable-level powerhouses who could still see clearly through the heavy space in the distant Great Chaos Void. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info This is to kill chickens and show monkeys, so that those world-level powerhouses want to come here to pick up cheap, and they must have the consciousness of delivering food.

Wang Qiang used the power of the Holy Body of the Heavenly Punishment God to kill the clone of the old ancestor of the Hai family by kneading, and completely refined the energy of the doppelganger of the old ancestor of the Hai family, so he drained most of the energy in the Holy Body of the Heavenly Punishment God, leaving only a body of the primary level of the realm of the Heavenly Punishment God Holy Body with a ripped energy, fortunately, this time he also left the Supreme Artifact Heaven Breaking Knife.

Wang Qiang transferred most of the energy, that is, the clone energy of the peak level of the Realm Venerable, to the King Venerable-level world within the cross-border teleportation array of the noble world, and called the strongest clone to sit in the Supreme Temple inside the king-level world, monitoring everything in the noble world system at any time.

Wang Qiang's main consciousness arranged the strongest realm-level clone, and by the way, he inspected the situation of the deity's childhood growth, according to the historical memory of the deity's childhood growth, the young deity will soon be robbed, so as to leave home, arrive in this torrent world, and start the important growth process of the deity.

The history of the growth of the deity must not conflict with the process of one's own layout, otherwise, it is one's own change in the history of one's own deity's growth, which is tantamount to self-destruction.

Wang Qiang transferred the main consciousness to the Holy Body of the Heavenly Punishment God again, and first moved out of the Holy Body of the Heavenly Punishment God together with Wu Ruthless and Lizhen, who had entered the Holy Body of the Heavenly Punishment God, and moved to the Wang Venerable World inside the cross-border teleportation array of the Torrent World, so as to be ready to stop the process of Heavenly Punishment at any time.

After making these preparations, the time also arrived at noon on June 18 in the torrent world, and Wang Qiang's main consciousness shifted from the Heavenly Punishment God Holy Body to the innate level clone on the top of a mountain not far outside the Lost City.

Wang Qiang's congenital-level clone opened his eyes from the meditation, and as he stood up, he withdrew the invisibility realm around his body. Since this was a martial arts performance, in order to show the tragic situation of running between the mountains and forests in the past few days, the linen clothes on his body quickly turned into short strips of cloth, and his hair was also unkempt. Looking at it will make people think that Wang Qiang has suffered a lot in the past few days.

Wang Qiang rushed down the mountain beam to the north, reached an avenue at the foot of the mountain, spread his legs and feet and ran to the west.

There are many people coming and going on the avenue, and most of them are heading to the west, many of them are riding horses, and there are even rich children who ride thousands of miles to chase the wind.

Because Wang Qiang suddenly appeared on this road and ran, the speed exceeded that of some rich children riding thousands of miles chasing the wind horse, which aroused the desire of some rich children to win, thus destroying the mount to chase after Wang Qiang.

For a while, the whole avenue was dusty, people shouted and neighed, and they were all galloping towards the west. Some latecomers, who do not know why, have also accelerated their westward expansion.

Wang Qiang quickly galloped for hundreds of miles, and arrived at the foot of the Holy Dragon Mountain outside the lost city. This holy dragon mountain is called Lost Mountain by the people near Lost City. For if you go west over this mountain, you will be the lost city. Further west from Lost City, there are alpine forests and moats and quicksand rivers, which are difficult for mortals to cross. Generally, after arriving here, you can't continue to go west, so you can only go back the way you came. Therefore, there is a saying that you have lost your way and returned to your way.

Wang Qiang quickly rushed up to the Lost Mountain, that is, the Holy Dragon Mountain, and when he arrived at the Holy Dragon Temple Square at the top of the mountain, he saw an old man dressed in black dressed very sloppily, with a smell of wine, which could be smelled from a distance, and he was squatting in the open space in the center of the square, and he was already waiting for him with a gong.

It may be that he wants to publicize this news first, everyone knows that today there will be a 'Jishi Divine Doctor' performing martial arts in front of the Holy Dragon Temple in Lost Mountain, which is called the square in front of the Holy Dragon Temple in Lost City, which is crowded with people early in the morning, with more than 100,000 people.

As soon as Wang Qiang appeared in the square in front of the Holy Dragon Temple, the eyeliner arranged by some forces quickly stared at Wang Qiang.

The old man looked at the unkempt Wang Qiang, and quacked and shouted: "Good son, my old man has been waiting for you for a long time, you can be counted as coming." Hurry up and start to make money, Lao Tzu has no money to buy wine and drink for two days. ”

Wang Qiang knew the virtue of Lao Yimei very well, so he naturally didn't answer him. As for the Soul of the Emperor of Time and Space hidden in Lao Yimei's body, because the soul energy was not strong enough, it was temporarily suppressed by the soul of the guardian god Lao Yimei, so that Lao Yimei also became normal.

Wang Qiang stretched out his hand and grabbed the gong in Lao Yimei's hand, and knocked it loudly a few times, shocking some of the mortals who came to the Holy Dragon Temple to pray for blessings, as well as the mortals who came to watch the martial arts performance, their heads were dizzy, and their ears were about to be deaf.

Wang Qiang rang a gong around the venue, and shouted to the audience of more than 100,000 people: "No gentleman, no artist." Fathers and fellow villagers, those who have money hold a money field, and those who don't have money hold a personal field. If you see it well, you will applaud, cheer, and give a few rewards. If you don't see it well, don't stain your eyes, hurry up and walk away. ”

The old man who was full of alcohol squatted on the ground and said dissatisfiedly: "Good son, remove the last sentence! The fathers and villagers are gone, who still watches you perform martial arts? If you can't get a reward, you won't have anything to eat for two days." ”

Wang Qiang slammed the gong to the ground and said angrily: "Old fellow, I have earned you a lot of money, enough to buy ten of me." How are you going to let me go? I haven't eaten for three days, so how can I make any more money for you?"

As Wang Qiang threw the gong on the ground, more and more people watched the excitement, and they all wanted to see what kind of relationship this old man and young man had in the end? If you want to say that it is the relationship between father and son? Many people expressed disbelief. How can he treat his son's father like this?

The sloppy old eyebrow gently wiped his knotted hay-like eyebrows with his dirty hands, snorted coldly, and said with a smile: "Good son, can you be worth the price of an ordinary child? ”

As the saying goes: if you learn a skill, you will have to raise it for life. You've taken advantage of it. ”

"One day when I die, you'll be free. Hurry up and play, otherwise, you will be hungry and you will have nothing to eat for three days. ”

Wang Qiang picked up the gong on the ground, circled the field one or two feet large, and quickly ran around while striking the gong, and then, with a somersault, put away the gong in his hand.

Wang Qiang, who was empty-handed, swung his fists and palms, and performed fist and foot martial arts in a small field, turning his heels. I saw that the audience was full of Wang Qiang's vigorous and agile figure.

When Wang Qiang was boxing, more and more people who came to the Holy Dragon Temple to make incense and make wishes came to watch, and the audience who had gained insight began to throw a lot of reward money into the field.

Under the blazing sun at noon, a bright light emanated from Wang Qiang's hand, and then the brilliance of snowflakes flashed rapidly with Wang Qiang's figure. The bright light was an extra iron knife in Wang Qiang's hand, and the iron knife was danced by Wang Qiang with brilliance, and it exploded, and the strong force seemed to be able to break the iron knife at any time. A teenager can have such great strength, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Wang Qiang's movements were as fast as a swift wind, as slow as a light cloud, and after dancing all the way to the knife in a quarter of an hour, he stood in the middle of the venue, hugged his fists to the crowd of onlookers and said: "Gentlemen, enjoy the food, and next, the kid will present a more wonderful performance for you." ”

Many viewers gave money and threw money and goods into the venue, and one of them, a middle-aged hunter with a hunting fork in his hand, came out of the crowd, hugged his fists and smiled: "I heard others say that you are a 'fairy master and divine doctor', and seeing your performance, I really deserve this title, which really makes me benefit a lot." I'm a hunter, and now I don't have any money on hand, so I'll give you some hides, how about meat?"

Wang Qiang clasped his fists and saluted back: "Forget it." You just stand by and give me a round of applause. If I don't have an independent door, no matter how much money you give me, I won't be able to spend it. ”

The middle-aged hunter said, "Why can't you spend it? You can use it to buy clothes and food." Seeing your fists, kicks and sword skills practiced, I became accustomed to the martial arts that I didn't understand before. You perform martial arts here, I watched it, and I gained a lot, how can I look at it in vain?"

The sloppy old man who was squatting on the ground to pick up money and things said with a frown: "Good son, now you know that my old man's kung fu is amazing, right? ”

Wang Qiang laughed and said, "Old guy, you are less proud. Today, my food is gone, and your grandfather won't be starved. ”

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the hunting fork in the middle-aged man's hand, and smiled at the middle-aged hunter: "This judge, I will practice the fork method for you and your fathers and fellow villagers to watch, and then, you invite me to dinner." What do you think?"

The middle-aged hunter happily clasped his fists and smiled: "Okay, good, good, we will go down the mountain to Lost City in a while to sell the goods I brought, I will come to treat you, and I will definitely feed the 'Immortal Master Divine Doctor'." ”

Wang Qiang spun up, and after the iron knife in his hand reflected the sunlight, it disappeared into his palm, and then he grabbed the hunting fork with both hands and waved it.

A teenager wields an adult hunting fork, although it doesn't look good enough, but it can also gradually get better, so that the unity of man and weapon, the fork turns with the body, the body follows the fork, flashes and moves, splits and thorns, every move and style, can be seen and written down. This is also one of the reasons why the audience is donating money.

The crowd of onlookers applauded, and more money was thrown into the stadium by the audience.

Wang Qiang folded his fork and stood in the middle of the field, and after thanking the crowd of onlookers, he looked at the sloppy old man who picked up the money and frowned, and said: "Old guy, this time you have money, you can go buy wine and drink, it's better to drink you to death." Your uncle, I'm going to dinner. ”

Wang Qiang returned the hunting fork to the middle-aged hunter, and then, the two walked towards the crowd together, and the crowd of people watching the excitement also dispersed.

A beautiful girl dressed in a moon-white luxurious fairy dress walked in front of her, and it was the Holy Maiden Chenwan who had changed her dress, and with four maids, she blocked the way together.