For nearly a year, Wang Qiong built up his power, built a spirit nest, and finally came out of the wasteland.

The air outside is fresh and sweet at this time.

Wang Qiong took a deep breath, and suddenly felt like he was out of prison.

"It's been a year, and it's finally out. Wang Qiong said with emotion.

It's been a year since the First King Festival.

He will never forget that on the Tianwang Mountain, how many disciples of the Bright Academy Palace have become the food and sacrifices of the First King Sacrifice.

It was also the place where his fate turned around, the battle was monstrous, and he survived life and death.

At this time, Wang Qiong is much stronger than that day.

"This is my stage. Wang Qiong clenched his fists.

There was still about a year before the Apocalypse Treasury opened, and he had to improve his strength as soon as possible during this time and step into the Melting Weapon Realm.

Only in this way can he return to the wasteland to retrieve the Future Seal, enter the Apocalypse Treasury, and obtain Lin Luotian's inheritance.

It is rumored in the world that Lin Luotian left the most precious thing in his life there.

That thing was the treasure that the first powerhouse in three thousand years had brought back from the end of the sky.

With such an opportunity, no one who cultivates will not be moved, and Wang Qiong is no exception.

However, with his current strength, he is obviously not qualified to touch such a taboo.

"I have to improve as soon as possible. ”

The resources of the outside world are obviously much more abundant than those of the wasteland.

However, his current identity is very sensitive, and once he appears, he will definitely be frantically pursued by the Temple of Light, so he must first find a way to get rid of this identity.

If there is anyone in this world, what forces can not be afraid of the Temple of Light, and even compete with it.

A name came to Wang Qiong's mind.

Emperor Qin!

Today's Qin Emperor's achievements cover the ancient and modern, with the merit of the brilliant revolution, open the only trend in the world, and the heroic and strategic, brilliant in the world.

The most important thing is that Emperor Qin's strength is unfathomable, and he has been among the twelve thrones more than ten years ago.

I am afraid that today, only His Majesty Emperor Qin can keep the royal dome without fear of the deterrence of the Temple of Light.

"Your Majesty Emperor Qin, I am afraid that I will not take a fancy to a little guy like me. Wang Qiong whispered.

Although he was extremely talented, what kind of genius had he not seen such a world-class master as Emperor Qin? He himself was a peerless genius.

Unless it is the son and nephew of the royal family, this supreme giant may still have a little bit of effort to train a thing or two.

"Maybe you can pass the first squirrel, and the lame uncle's old appearance is okay......" Wang Qiong thought for a while.

According to the information of the Guangming Palace, the first prince is the current Seven Princes, the Qin Emperor's own son.

The two of them co-founded the God Butcher Guild, and along the way, they can be regarded as having a deep friendship, but people's hearts are unpredictable, and they just don't know if the other party is willing to offend the Temple of Light for him.

In addition to the Seven Princes, there is also the eldest princess of the Hidden Phoenix.

This sister of His Majesty the Emperor Qin today will definitely look at Uncle Cripple's face and protect him.

It's just that the eldest princess of the Phantom Phoenix Divine Dragon can't see the head but not the end, even if the royal disciples want to see each other, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Wang Qiong's search for her is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

Besides, if it is not surprising, the eldest princess of Youhuang should be chasing her rival all over the world now, and it is estimated that she will not have time to deal with him.

"Let's go out first. ”

Wang Qiong walked out of the deep pool, he looked at the surrounding mountains towering, if his guess was right, this should be a hundred thousand mountains, and there was still a long way to go from Daqin.

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At this moment, a strange cry came from behind him.

Wang Qiong was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, a chubby white flesh ball came out of his robe and climbed onto his shoulder.

"it...... What the hell is this......" Wang Qiong exclaimed.

The white flesh ball slashed off Wang Qiong's shoulder and fell to the ground, but because there was too much meat, it bounced twice, rolled into the distance, hit the stone, and stopped.

Wang Qiong's eyes widened before he could see clearly.

The chubby thing in front of me looked like a worm, the meat was pouty, white and tender, it looked like white dough, and a pair of big watery eyes, which were spinning and turning.

At this time, the white flesh ball raised its big head, which was almost integrated with his body, and looked at Wang Qiong, his eyes flashing, as if he had been wronged.

The fat body squirmed slightly, rolled to Wang Qiong's feet, and rubbed it around, shedding tears while rubbing......

"What's the situation!?"

Wang Qiong was stunned, he had never seen such a strange creature, and he didn't even know where this thing came from.

"Did you come from the wasteland?"

Wang Qiong glanced at it.

The skin on the surface of the white dough's body is gradually falling off, and a trace of aura slowly blends in and is absorbed by its body.

This is obviously not in contact with the aura, and in a short period of time, the body perceives the aura and begins to undergo abnormal changes.

However, if it was really from the wasteland, Wang Qiong didn't even perceive it?

"Strange ......" Wang Qiong frowned slightly, and suddenly wanted to trample the white meat ball to death with one kick.

But looking at the big watery eyes, he resisted the urge again, and instinctively told himself that maybe this thing could be of some use.

"I'll take you with me for the time being, and if it doesn't work, I'll roast you. Wang Qiong hooked his fingers.

The white dough shrank his body, then bounced high and landed on Wang Qiong's shoulder, and his big watery eyes stopped crying, squinting slightly, as if he was laughing.

"Heartless, heartless. ”

Wang Qiong took the white dough on the road.

100,000 mountains, reborn and stacked, it is not easy to get out without a magic circle, especially when the demon beasts gather on the road, and ordinary people dare not go deep at all.

However, Wang Qiong is not an ordinary person, with his current strength, unless he meets the Dominator, otherwise, no demon beast can harm him.

As for the white dough, it spends most of its time sleeping, and the aura is like a hypnotic agent to it.

Wang Qiong could sense that the aura of heaven and earth was constantly injected into Bai Dough's body, and its body seemed to be a bottomless pit.

This also caused the white dough to be almost in a dormant state, lying on Wang Qiong's shoulder, fleshy, tossing and turning, sometimes rolling off the shoulder, without waking up.

"It's almost five days before I can get out. ”

It has been half a month since he returned, and he is about to walk out of the 100,000 mountains, Wang Qiong is faintly looking forward to it, and he is still a little apprehensive.

On this day, he was resting in the col.

Suddenly, the ground shook slightly.

"Someone!?" Wang Qiong's divine sense radiated

Thirty miles away, a group of people rode strange foals from a distance.

"White-armored dragon hoof foal!?" Wang Qiong's eyes narrowed slightly.

This spirit foal is a fusion of the bloodlines of the red-blooded desolate armor foal, the dragon scale beast, and the white-horned python, and it is a xenomorph carefully cultivated by the Bright Academy.

Back then, Wang Qiong had seen it once when he was still in the Guangming School Palace, and at that time it had just been cultivated, it was not yet mature, and the number was extremely rare.

"Senior brother, is the witch of the Dark Church credible in her words? In the Divine Demon Inheritance, there are nine major god forms, and the Great Desolate Fierce God ranks fifth, can he really hide in such a place?"

At that moment, one of the young men spoke.