Chapter 12: The First Master of the Deserted Courtyard

Since the birth of the active armor, I don't know how many catastrophes have been caused.

Especially the human soldiers, who can evolve independently and give birth to consciousness, are simply domineering and terrifying, and for generations, mortal soldiers will appear in the world, and they will surely sweep the storm and shake the heavens and the earth.

"Even human soldiers are not necessarily uncontrollable. Fei Lao's eyes were deep, and he said lightly.

The dean raised his eyebrows: "Do you think that kid can hold it down?"

"The sky is not high, the people's hearts are the highest, if there is Lingyunzhi, it will be fierce for nine days. Fei Lao said in a deep voice: "That kid's edge cannot be concealed, and his will cannot be shaken, if he can suppress it, his achievements are unimaginable." ”

"The first king sacrifice is imminent, and if the people and soldiers move and kill the Quartet, the consequences are unimaginable. The dean sighed.

Those who participated in the first king sacrifice were the Tianjiao of the major Guangming Palaces, the dragons met, and they fought after the deer, if the soldiers awakened and killed the world, I am afraid that there are few who can really stop it.

"Don't worry, this time the First King Sacrifice is not only at the headquarters, but also the Qin Imperial Court, and there will be no chaos. Fei Lao shook his head and said: "This is that kid's fate, you can't deprive him of it because you are afraid, besides, you have to consider the consequences." ”

"You mean......" The dean's heart moved, and he couldn't help but say.

Behind him stood a Twelve Thrones. Fei Lao said in a deep voice.

The Twelve Thrones, although there are only twelve people in that organization, are the most mysterious and powerful twelve people in the world today, they are hidden in the fog, dominating the Jedi, even if they have been annihilated for many years, but the name of the murderer can still shock the world.

"Black Blade!?" the dean's brow furrowed.

The twelve thrones, each with different strengths, personalities, and ways of acting.

The Black Blade is not the most mysterious or the most evil, but it is the most protective.

"He sent the Dome Boy here because of his previous friendship, and there is a lot of trust in it, but if we do too much, he will definitely not give up. Fei Lao said in a deep voice.

"If you dare to touch his disciple and take away his disciple's weapon, I can tell you very responsibly that with that man's character, this matter will definitely not be good. ”

Fei Lao's eyes flashed, and he didn't want to face such a bad situation.

Once the black blade strikes, it involves too much.

Moreover, he didn't want Wang Qiong to have a grudge against the Guangming Academy, after all, the baby apprentice he had just accepted was Wang Qiong's person.

If Wang Qiong was really forced away, Ye Mo would follow 100%.

This is the last thing Fei Lao wants to see.

Therefore, in public and private, he must support Wang Qiong.

The dean's eyebrows were slightly raised, he didn't know Fei Lao's thoughts, but the other party's scruples were indeed within his consideration.

The Twelve Thrones, this is a force that cannot be ignored, not to mention Red Dragon City, even if it is the headquarters, it is the Qin Imperial Court.

The most important thing is that the black dragon knife in Wang Qiong's hand is newly cast.

There are only a handful of people in the world today who can forge active armor.

No matter who it is, such an existence must not be easily provoked.

"He doesn't seem to have a background, grandma doesn't hurt, and uncle doesn't love him?" Fei Lao sneered: "Actually, this kid is very big." ”

Wang Qiong pulled the banner of Muwang City, and many people were confused, but some people found out the details, thinking that he was just pretending to be a tiger, and he was just pretending to be a momentum.

But in fact, the power behind Wang Qiong is bottomless, and the Guangming Academy Palace is secretive, how can others see it?

"Fame has been a long time, the fortune of heaven descends to a new person, the tide of the new era is coming, I will wait and see. Fei Lao whispered.

The dean was silent, looking at Ye Mo in the crystal container, his expression changed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

......

Deserted courtyard!

In front of a grass house, more than a dozen figures gathered here, and their eyes fell on the dilapidated door, waiting quietly.

Ming and Qing yarns, jade Jinghong is also impressively listed.

"Wang Qiong, this person was born out of thin air, and defeated the two masters of my deserted courtyard in a row, this matter must not be counted like this. Someone whispered, and his eyes burst with light.

The cohesion of the deserted courtyard is stronger than that of the other two courtyards.

Because the super-energy stream is so rare, it is inevitable that it will resonate when they can gather in one place, and they have a natural sense of honor and pride.

The Super Energy Flow is unique in the world, and as a result, these people rarely intersect with the masters of the other two houses, and even look down on them.

However, this time, Wang Qiong was born, and successively defeated Ming Qingsha, Yun Zhaojun, and shook the three courtyards.

This made the entire deserted courtyard feel that it was a loss of face.

However, no one dares to make a rash move, the strength of these people is similar to that of Ming Qingsha and Yun Zhaojun, even if they make a move, the chances of winning are not great.

Moreover, above the central square, everyone saw the power of Wang Qiong.

Absolute defense, difficult to kill, the last knife is even more magical, and the ghosts and gods are terrifying.

Search the entire deserted courtyard, I'm afraid it's hard for anyone to be an enemy of it.

Therefore, all of them put their hopes here.

The first master of the wasteland.

"Huo Qingming, you have been in retreat so far, it is time to show up!" someone whispered, with awe in his eyes.

Huo Qingming, the well-deserved number one master of the wasteland.

His abilities are unpredictable, and his strength is overwhelming.

For others, Huo Qingming was able to be absolutely crushed, so over the years, his position was unshakable.

If it weren't for the fact that three years ago, he fought outside and returned defeated, and his heart was lacking, maybe he would have stepped into the Replenishment Yuan Realm.

"I have long said that there is no difference between strong and weak among the three major schools in the world, and despising other schools is tantamount to being complacent, with limited achievements and difficult to see the supreme. ”

A soft voice came from the grass.

Everyone was stunned for a while, and their eyes were solemn.

Those who knew Huo Qingming well trembled even more, after not seeing him for a long time, this man seemed to have become different, his emotions did not have the slightest ripple, but the momentum filled the world invisibly.

"Huo Qingming, you are the number one master of my deserted courtyard, you must not sit idly by and ignore this matter. Someone couldn't help but say.

"The path of cultivation is long and endless, and there is no point in fighting meaninglessly. ”

"Twin abilities, such a talent is no less than yours, and even, you don't even have the courage to fight against it, where is there still a trace of the dignity of the superpower stream!?"

The voice rang out again.

Everyone's hearts sank, and they only felt extremely depressed.

Indeed, after seeing Wang Qiong's ability, they had already left an indelible mark on their hearts, and that man was almost invincible.

This voice was like a curse, haunting everyone's hearts.

On the path of cultivation, this is the demon of the mind.

The demons in the heart have been born, the catastrophe is coming, and if you want to cultivate the great arts, it may be difficult to improve.

At this time, Huo Qingming's words were like a slap in the face, making everyone sober.

"Wang Qiong, this name has an extraordinary meaning to me, or not, the deceased has been lost, so let's sacrifice him. ”

With a sigh of loneliness, the dilapidated door slowly opened, and a teenager walked out.

Huo Qingming, the number one master of the deserted courtyard, is finally out of the customs!