The head of the people above is pressed and pressed, and Wang Xuan is standing at the bottom, at this moment it is like a warrior watching the battle of the trapped beasts in ancient Rome, but the difference is that the fierce beasts have been defeated by the warriors, and the warriors are eager to express their enthusiasm!

After this battle, Wang Xuan could choose to keep his mouth shut, he won, he was the final winner. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He doesn't care about vanity, so he can ignore it all, but he can't let them go ahead.

Heehe-hee is completely after the almost total annihilation of the army, such a mentality is absolutely impossible for Tiangong, and it is extremely dangerous!

That's why he was so angry at the moment, he didn't expect that to such a point, the disciples of the Heavenly Palace were not in danger, but were saying something that made people angry and doing something that made people speechless!

A word appeared in his mind again, he looked up to the sky and sighed, the long sword in his hand splashed ink mountains and rivers at the moment was as black as ink, as if low and lost and could not be approached, Wang Xuan's wrist moved, and the long sword flipped out a strange arc in his hand, which could be inserted into the scabbard.

"Although the turtle is long, there is still a time.

Teng snake ride the fog, and eventually turn into ashes.

Lao Ji is in the woods, and his ambitions are thousands of miles.

The martyrs are in their twilight years, and their hearts are strong.

The period of profit and contraction is not only in the sky.

The blessing of recuperation can be eternal.

Fortunately, even ah, the song is a song!"

After chanting a poem, Wang Xuan handed the splashed ink mountains and rivers in his hand to Xiahou Sanqian, who was moved inexplicably beside him, and then did not raise his head, one got up, it was several zhang high, and when he jumped again, the figure had already appeared at a height of 100 meters away.

He left so freely, just saying something like this?

Almost all of them raised their heads in unison, just now Wang Xuan was in the dueling arena below them, everyone was looking at him with a downward posture, and now Wang Xuan soared, the height far exceeded them, they didn't feel anything wrong at all, more after the great impact on their minds, they instinctively raised their heads, and followed Wang Xuan's back until he disappeared into the depths of the clouds.

Lao Ji is in the pang, and his ambition is thousands of miles!

The martyrs are in their twilight years, and their hearts are strong!

When Xiahou Sanqian heard these two words, he couldn't help but leave two lines of tears, he looked at the trembling sword body of the splashed ink mountains and rivers, and seemed to be aware of the uneasiness and restlessness in its heart, and the corners of his mouth showed an inopportune smile.

When you are old and strong, you would rather move the heart of the white head, and you will be poor and strong, and you will not fall into the ambition of the clouds!

He was the first to understand the meaning of Wang Xuan's words, and his uncontrollable emotions were the truest portrayal of his heart.

And the rest of the Heavenly Palace disciples, at this moment, their hearts are already like Huang Zhong Da Lu, roaring, shame and anger are like a flood, completely attacking their hearts, making them question their hearts!

What the hell am I saying? What am I doing?

An old man who has reached the twilight of his age, and still has great ambitions, isn't this the soul of the turtle longevity?

And I'm only a teenager now, what kind of person am I going to be now? How many years from now, will I be in tears when I look back on it?

I don't know how many people's minds are stirring, and I don't know how many Heavenly Palace disciples have come to their senses at this moment.

From the moment they first started as spectators, they were wrong, because they only had the mentality of spectators, and never took the honor and disgrace of the Heavenly Palace seriously.

It's like watching two unrelated people fight, they have an eventful smile on their lips, but they want to put aside all the relationship, just be a good spectator, a spectator who stays out of the matter and protects himself.

They didn't care at all about one of the two people fighting here, they did their best for their existence, and they spared no effort for their glory!

It can be said that they were cruel, ruthless, and cold at that time.

But this is not what makes them the most ashamed, because this kind of behavior does not make him hurt others, at best, it only makes himself sad when he wakes up.

After that, the verbal attack on Xiahou Sanqian was what they regretted the most, in order to divert attention and change the topic, they did not hesitate to use an innocent person as a medium, vainly trying to ask for all this.

The guilt that now brings them to the bottom of their hearts can be said to be like a raging sea, like a mountain collapsing!

They began to be helpless and crying, and this was all because of a poem by Wang Xuan, a song that once floated in the empty and enduring "Turtle Although Shou" in history!

Lin Guzi and Gui Wu looked at each other and smiled, they could see that the disciples of the Heavenly Palace had finally been greatly inspired in the end, and a big change was about to take place, which was something that made them extremely happy. For them, for the king, this is their trust in the king's choice, and the king's choice lives up to expectations.

And now, he has found the hazy rain that he has just left.

Or, rather, ...... Witch.

"I didn't expect it, it's really you!" Wang Xuan couldn't help but sigh, how could he not see that the hazy smoke and rain at this moment was no longer himself, but the witch he saw for the first time in the forest and above the Chosen City!

"Thank you!" the witch smiled gently, as if she was a fairy who had shed her disguise, and completely removed the shackles of beauty.

Wang Xuan smiled and asked, "Thank me for what?"

"Thank you for killing one of the most evil souls in my body, thank you for allowing me to control my body, thank you for letting us meet again, thank you-"

"There's nothing to thank, we're not good friends!" Wang Xuan heard so many thanks, and suddenly one head and two big, waved his hand, and said with a smile.

He didn't notice the fleeting blush on the witch's face, and he still looked heartless, but the smile on his face couldn't be suppressed at the moment.

This feeling of meeting acquaintances is really good, Wang Xuan muttered to himself in his heart, now he is already so happy, if he finds Zhang Daring and Xiaoyue in the Shenhuang Continent in the future, wouldn't he fly happily?

He felt that his idea was reasonable, and immediately secretly remembered it in his heart, and decided to cultivate his son's concentration in this aspect.

He can't always have any flaws, because once he has a flaw, he is likely to lose a lot of opportunities.

But now he wasn't going to keep anything, but spoke again: "How are you doing in the Black and White Academy?"

The witch couldn't help scratching her head, her hair was constantly being danced into a different shape, and after a long time, she said: "Life is very happy, but it's not as free as Lin Hai, and it's still a little uncomfortable." ”

Wang Xuan laughed and was about to speak, but suddenly recalled what the witch had said just now, and suddenly became puzzled, and asked with some curiosity: "There are no other souls living in your body, right?"

The witch was stunned for a moment, she also recalled the vague scene when she had just fought with the Ten Thousand Ancient Immortals, and suddenly understood that Wang Xuan's temperament just now was very different from now, which was consistent with her situation one by one.

She couldn't help but wonder what kind of person Wang Xuan was, but before that, she explained: "It's true, I was born with a special physique, which my master called the Gathering Spirit Holy Body. ”

Gathering the Spirit Holy Body, what kind of body is this? Wang Xuan couldn't help but ask in his heart.