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There was a familiar voice from inside the door, but it was full of strangeness.

"This voice is!"

After Wan Tingjun heard this voice, he stopped, looked at the door in disbelief, and looked back at Chen'er.

"Go, that's your destiny, my god-king. ”

Wan Tingjun looked at Chen'er a little dumbfounded, but his feet began to disobey him again, and led him into the door.

There was nothing inside the door, except for a black area in the middle.

One of them, wearing a seven-star robe and holding a whisk in his hand, but with his hair disheveled, was sitting slumped.

"You are!!Mo Lao!!"

Wan Tingjun looked at Mo Lao in front of him in disbelief, "Mo Lao, you haven't contacted me since you hit me and come to this place, even Hei Jue is gone, you haven't come out until now!"

There was a questioning in his voice.

If Mo Lao had appeared early in the morning, he wouldn't have been like that at the beginning, and if he had recovered his previous skills, he would still be afraid of these things?

However, Wan Tingjun's words did not make Mo Lao have a reaction, as if he was dead.

"Mo Lao?"

"Mo Lao!"

Wan Tingjun secretly said that it was not good, but after taking a step forward, Mo Lao seemed to gasp and came back to his senses.

He stared at Wan Tingjun in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Tingjun! Don't ask anything, don't say anything, listen carefully now! There is a problem with the human race! The big problem of exterminating the race!"

"What! How is it possible, aren't there several Great Emperors!"

Wan Tingjun didn't believe it, he had seen the strength of the emperor before, how could it be like this.

"I don't know the specific things, anyway, you have to know that now in our vicinity, whether it is my clan or other clans, the emperors in the clan have all disappeared!"

"Disappear!"

Wan Tingjun stared at Mo Lao, "How is it possible~~ Wait, Mo Lao, haven't you been in my body all the time, how can you know?"

"It's a long story. Mo Lao shook his head, "Anyway, you just need to know that I don't only have this divine soul, and later, I will let you do this, when the time comes, you have to go to a place to find a way to rescue the Emperor, that world is a place we have never been to." ”

"What do you mean?" Wan Tingjun was a little puzzled.

"Let you go to the God Realm!" Mo Lao's words were categorical, which caught Wan Tingjun off guard.

"No!Mo Lao, you listen to me and say that I have a big trouble on my side now~~~"

Before Wan Tingjun's words were finished, Mo Lao shook the dust in his hand and shouted, "Shut up!

This sentence shocked Wan Tingjun a little speechless, but he didn't know what to say when he looked at Mo Lao.

"Okay, I won't embarrass you, I will handle the thing you said properly, you just need to rest assured to find a way to rescue the Emperor, and why the Emperor disappeared!"

"But Mo Lao, can you let me talk to them~~~"

What Wan Tingjun thought was that since there was no way to refuse, it was still okay for him to say hello, and if the matter was handed over to Mo Lao at that time, the matter would definitely be done.

But Mo Lao didn't give Wan Tingjun this chance, and shook his head, "There's no time, let's go now!"

"Hey, Mo Lao, then the place I'm going to be ~~"

"Divine Realm! A higher plane parallel to Zhenyu, the gods in it are almost the same as us, but those high-level ones will look different. ”

Mo Lao finally emphasized again and again, "Remember, you must find the origin and process of the matter, and if you can, remember to inquire where the Great Emperors are!

After the last sentence was spoken, a pitch-black circle appeared under Wan Tingjun's feet, and then, as if he had eaten it, he ate Wan Tingjun and then disappeared.

Mo Lao looked at the location where Wan Tingjun disappeared, and sighed faintly, "Tingjun, this matter is all up to you, this derivative continent of Zhenyu, I will naturally help you finish your unfinished business." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and touched it, changing his appearance, and suddenly turned into Wan Tingjun's appearance, "If you write it down, fight quickly, and wait for Tingjun to come back." ”

Mo Lao transformed into Wan Tingjun and walked out of the door, and Chen'er still laughed with Wan Tingjun at this time as if he didn't know what had happened before.

It's just that I suddenly feel that Wan Tingjun in front of me seems to be a little ~~ indifferent??

Divine Continent.

In a small remote place on the mainland, Wan Tingjun was hiding on the periphery of the crowd, maybe he didn't want people to find out, he pulled down his robe and hat, but in the scorching sun, this tightly wrapped black robe made him more conspicuous.

The competition venue is set up in the middle of the village, where there stands a black-stone statue - the wood god, Wan Tingjun heard the people around him say that this was during the riot in the central area, the great elder stole it from the Tianhua Palace, and then after a thousand miles of trekking, towering in the village.

"From now on, our village will be called 'Wood God'" At that time, the elder pointed to the statue in a word, and the figure of Ju Lou became more and more vigorous, and the fugitive people were loyal to him, and the turbulent life made everyone anxious to find a place of refuge, however, the brilliance of the "Wood God" was obviously not suitable for naming this new village, and he left the village isolated and desolate.

The Wood God, the Saint of the Burning Eagle, has been the only great sect in the Divine Continent for five hundred years, and the founding feats of the Tianluo Divine Kingdom, but in the country where the traitors are in power, the heroes of the past will only become the targets of crusade.

"Five, four, three, two, one...... Dezhen wins. ”

With a loud "boom!", the boiling crowd continued to "shhh", drowning out the countdown sound of the three elders.

Dezhen raised his hands high, like a triumphant warrior, and with a smile on his lips, he bowed his head contemptuously at the people on the ground.

"Hey, dirty boy, it looks like this spot is mine. ”

However, before Dezhen could be filled with the joy of victory, the voice of the three elders rang out again.

"Comparison and judgment: Kamo is defeated, and Dezhenshen is not full of vitality. ”

"Well, what's the matter, isn't the divine vitality full?Grandpa Gu, are you mistaken!" Dezhen put down his hand and complained at the elder.

There is no Shensha in the village to test the divine vitality, and he can only rely on the eyesight of the three elders in the competition, he is the god of the kingdom of God, and he has been awarded the title of priest;

The Third Elder just glared at Dezhen, but did not answer him, but shouted again at the crowd.

"In the next game, Wan Tingjun vs. Dezhen. ”

After speaking, he turned to Dezhen with a wrinkled old face, and asked very dryly, "Need to rest?"

"Please, that's completely unnecessary!" Dezhen probed his hand away, and the corners of his mouth were smiling again, as if he had heard the funniest joke.

The crowd fell silent, and everyone searched, and at a glance they saw the black-robed young man, and the guy was just staring blankly at the statue, and his eyes were buried deep in his hat.

"Wan Tingjun!!" The third elder roared again, and habitually repeated: "Wan Tingjun to Dezhen, start immediately."

Dezhen shrugged his shoulders, the black-robed young man turned his head, his thoughts were retracted from the black stone statue, his expression was still a little trance, as if he realized that people were looking at him, and became more and more respectful, his forehead kept moving, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.

His mind is still a little cloudy now, what is the situation now, why does it seem as if he is possessed by a stupid boy?

What's going on?

And what the hell are those scattered memory fragments in your brain?

Wan Tingjun is very confused now, but his body moves on its own, as if it is a conditioned reflex.

Although people consciously got out of the way, however, I don't know who threw out the broken vegetable leaves and hit him on the head, everyone laughed at once, and people's passion was ignited in an instant, and they talked about it.

"Hey, he's a bastard again, it's not much different from that Dezhen, is there no better candidate in the village?"

"Hehe, he still dares to come, I've been arresting him for a few days, and the eaves of my house have collapsed because of him. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, what's the matter with him, my little Wan Tingjun is very well-behaved, this time he really condensed his divine vitality, and he came to the competition seriously."

"So what, Yi Qiongxue, don't say no, even if there is, I will teach him a lesson this time, hey...... My head still hurts. ”

"Alas, if I had run away a long time ago, you can see that the faces of the three elders are all green, but he has been posting a note of 'I am a puppy' for a day!"

The discussion became even stronger, mixed with various voices, scolding, encouraging, and ridiculing, but as the green face of the three elders became more and more intense, the noisy voice finally fell silent.

Wan Tingjun moved in, but didn't look up, just wrapped his hat much tighter, what is the situation with these people?

Wan Tingjun is really in a circle at this time, can he cross over? Such a bloody thing Mo Lao can also arrange for him!!

And now the memory in his brain is getting clearer and clearer, and it is clearly the memory of other people!

There are many things that Wan Tingjun doesn't understand now, but he knows one thing, now that he has indeed reached the God Realm, and his physical body has not come!

In other words, his cultivation is gone!

His proud cultivation!!

Once again, it's gone!

He was really just like Mo Lao said, only his soul penetrated to the divine realm, and it seemed that he had crossed over to a person with the same name as him.

Alas~ What a disaster!

Wan Tingjun was still browsing these memories, thinking about what he would do in the future, and others would not wait for him to think.

"Well, let's go!" the Great Elder nodded, shook his right hand down hard, and took a few steps back himself, standing on the sidelines.

"Yo, yo, yo!" A strange laugh, Dezhen pointed at Wan Tingjun, his words were full of disdain, "Wan Tingjun, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, you came by yourself, did you give me the laxative that day?"

But this time, Wan Tingjun quickly skimmed through all the memories of this guy before.

"It seems that I have to imitate this kid's actions first, and then slowly change!"

He bowed deeply, this move surprised Dezhen a lot, in many confrontations with Wan Tingjun, he had not seen him soft, and then he was relieved, thinking that maybe Wan Tingjun was weak-hearted, let himself be lighter, as a result, the finger that poked out also softened, and slowly bowed down after learning Wan Tingjun's touch.

In a trance, the sun is scorching, the wind dances and shaves shoulders, people hold their breath and watch, and the boys give way to each other, just like the appearance of a master striking.

Who knows, Na Dezhen Fang Fang pressed his body, and Wan Tingjun rose immediately, pushing with both palms, and shouted loudly in his mouth.

"Divine Skill - Iron Finger!"

This is one of the few tricks that Wan Tingjun can see before.

Dezhen's heart shook suddenly, "It's not good, it's a middle technique." Then, his body retreated sharply, and he had already arrived at the edge of the examination room, and before he could raise his head, a face instantly fell; under his heels, he had already stepped on the red line of the examination room, and with only half a point left, he was going to lose immediately, but if he lost like this, he was afraid that it would be difficult to raise his head in the village in the future.

"Haha, stupid, lie to you", Wan Tingjun wiped off his hat, shook his neck from side to side, and his black hair was also raised arrogantly, reflecting the sun, which was very dazzling, "You, you should have left a long time ago, I really don't understand, what do the elders think, just because of you, they will actually postpone the competition, and the guy who will only hide behind his brother is not worthy of going to Tianlang at all."

The third elder's face was green again, he frowned, and turned his head to look away, but the sound of Huo Huo's fist sounding in his ears made him have to pay attention, and the expression on his face became much more solemn.

In front of him, Dezhen's body was adjusted forward, and the posture of the former servant was more like a little leopard, this is a martial soul technique, although it is the lowest, but it is very standard, plus the urging of divine vitality, no accident, it should be able to cross a small tree, it can be seen that he is really angry;

"Stop...... Point to point. The third elder shouted loudly, but before the hand that stopped him could be stretched out, his face was stunned again, and his mouth was open.

In front of him, Dezhen just pounced in front of Wan Tingjun, Wan Tingjun had already stretched forward with a fist, and then turned his fist into a palm, stretched out his five fingers, and in an instant, a golden halo was spread all over the palm, and then, only to hear the sound of "dong ......", Dezhen seemed to hit the copper wall, his body slammed in the air, fell to the ground, and only said the word "despicable!" in his mouth and fainted.

Then, a round stone ball slipped from Wan Tingjun's palm, and rolled to the feet of the people, and then the crowd exploded, and the anger was even greater.

"Shenshi, this kid is really despicable. ”

"Who said that you can't use the Divine Stone in the competition. ”

"Nonsense, this is a selection, how do you think about talent when you use the Divine Stone?"

The third elder squinted at Wan Tingjun, and the heat in the young man's eyes was so dazzling, just like taking him to the land of Lorende two years ago, when Wan Tingjun was regarded as a "genius" in the village.

At the age of fourteen, his control over the divine vitality was already very strong, and when the other children were still struggling to condense the divine vitality, Wan Tingjun could actually rely on the divine stone to release some elementary divine skills, and the news alarmed the only division in Luo Lund, and designated Wan Tingjun as an apprentice;

However, at the apprenticeship ceremony, a stunned scene occurred, and the sand used for the test did not react, that is to say, Wan Tingjun's body could not condense the divine vitality, which was a very shocking scene, in the Cang Continent, even the stones could store some divine vitality, and there was actually the existence of such a person, which was even worse than the "waste" that condensed the divine vitality slowly, and as a result, the bastard teacher only left a sentence and disappeared.

"A flower bowl that doesn't hold water is not even as good as a pig trough ......"

The image metaphor, the three elders have always thought so, but the child's eyes are somewhat unbearable, but there is no way, the rules are dead, "cough, cough...... No, little Wan Tingjun, it's useless. The three elders cleared their throats and shouted again.

"Wan Tingjun cheated, disqualified, and fined twenty ...... of the cane" Before the words fell, he relented and roared again, "Oh no, the penalty rod is ten strokes......"

However, the furious crowd drowned out his voice, and the people swung their fists and gathered around him, completely ignoring the roaring old man.

"Miracle - smoke. ”

Before waiting to surround him, Wan Tingjun's voice sounded again, but people didn't care about it completely, not all of them were as stupid as Dezhen, they were frightened by the shouting, and the people who rushed to the front clenched their fists, and there was a sound of "Quack, Quack!" in their bones, and the burly figure pressed down against the black-robed young man in front......

"Ah......h

The rich dust rose in an instant, people just smelled a pungent strange smell, the first person pounced, the people behind pressed up layer by layer, and the test room became a mess, coughing, scolding, crying .......

In the thick smoke, Wan Tingjun walked out, his golden hair was covered with gray, and his tattered black robe was wrapped tightly around his body, looking a little embarrassed, he held his head behind his hands, and kicked him hard when he passed by the statue of the wooden god, and scolded angrily.

"Damn the Divine Vitality !!"