Holy City, Royal Palace.

In the west chamber of Wang Lingfeng's small courtyard, a beam of sunshine entered in the early morning. Wang Lingfeng, who is full of silver hair, is dressed in white and is full of glory.

After a night of meditation, swallowing the essence of the first day, a mouthful of turbid breath was spit out, wandering leisurely, more than thirty breaths, its sound was like thunder, and its fog was like an arrow. The turbid qi is exhaled, and the clear qi is swallowed again, back and forth ninety-nine and eighty-one times. Then his hands gradually covered and his eyes were opened. When you open your eyes, the light in your eyes is like electricity, which can cover the edge of the first day.

Looking at the dazzling light, Wang Lingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and the expression between his eyebrows was extremely gloomy.

It has been more than two months since he escaped death from Shi Jun's hands last time, but this matter has not been forgotten in his heart, and he has regarded Beicun as scabies. He is the pride of the sky, the mutation of the spirit seed Assassin Soul Battle Roar, the Assassin Soul White Spirit, there is no one in ten thousand. The matter of Kitamura was given a top-secret gag order by him, and he did not allow his ugly story to spread. And from that day on, he vowed to get back the lost face with his own hands.

Kitamura - Shijun - Moliang.

All of this was fiercely remembered by him, and the covenant of the Sacred Domain General Election, which he had long forgotten, also reappeared in his mind very clearly.

"The 'Annihilation Wind Technique' is worthy of being the mystical true inheritance of the master of the Divine Temple, and after only two months of cultivation, my strength has been successfully promoted to the Eighth Rank of Ink! Presumably, when the Sacred Domain is elected, the strength of the peak of the Nine Grades of Ink should be the same. He clenched his fists slightly coldly.

Originally, he could have the strongest inheritance in the instantaneous domain, the Apocalypse inheritance!

Originally, he could intercept the secret that was not passed on in an instant, the eighth culvert!

But all of this was ruined by the old and young people in Beicun!

When he thought of this, the chill on his body was even worse. "Mo Liang, you'd better not do the thing that makes me resentful! If not, I'll take your life! Apocalypse Inheritance, Eighth Culvert...... Hehe, it depends on this instantaneous election, are you going to show your feet!"

The cruel words made even the silent air seem to become stagnant.

For a long time, "The Annihilation Wind Technique is not cultivated outside, and it seems that I have to use the power of the family again to get some things to quench the body to enhance my physique." In the Sanctuary election, I must not only win, but also win as the number one!

In the Sanctuary election, it is not easy to get the first place. Of course, the first place will receive a lot of attention after entering the Sanctuary. But the competition in every holy city is not simple.

"Come on, go and find out what Wang Shaoren is doing for me?"

Wang Lingfeng's biggest opponent is Wang Shaoren, who is also the heir of the Wang family, and his brother who has a different father and mother and is a few years older. He was a person who indulged in the art of puppetry, otherwise, with the soul piercing talent of the Wang clan's battle cry, he might have already entered the holy realm.

In the empty courtyard, there was a silent half-sound, and a hurried voice sounded, and Wang Lingfeng's gloomy light flashed, and then he immersed himself in cultivation.

......

Wang Shaoren.

He was not far from Wang Lingfeng's next door. Completely different from Wang Lingfeng, his cultivation was much more noisy. The entire courtyard is covered by a towering canopy, which is full of ebony, bloodwood, and even sandalwood, with various puppet parts. Formed large and small array stones, primer patterns, or scattered array primers, various color energy crystals, piles of them.

Wang Shaoren frowned, looked at a three-meter-tall beast-shaped puppet in front of him, and shook his head incessantly.

"No! if you want to make the puppet have a strength similar to that of the Qi Sea Realm, you also need a more powerful core and energy transmission, and with ordinary demon elements and array paths, you can't drive such a powerful force at all!"

He kept walking back and forth, and the words came out of his mouth.

"The Sanctuary election is coming! I've been preparing for this for several years, and this year, I must win the first place and enter the Sanctuary with a beautiful scenery. I must make all those who despise me wide-eyed to see clearly!"

Wang Shao said his oath viciously, suddenly paused, a look of determination appeared, and said coldly: "For this, I will do whatever it takes!"

"Young Master, Wang Lingfeng is still practicing the Annihilation Wind Technique! I heard that he has already advanced to the Eighth Rank of Ink!" a servant walked in and said softly.

Wang Shao couldn't help but sneer disdainfully, "Hmph, what kind of xenomorph white sling! It's not that you can't get the instantaneous inheritance......? I already have the strength of the Eight Grades of Ink, and then I am a puppet of the Qi Sea Realm, what are you going to fight with me? Ridiculous father, he also asked the Heavenly Apocalypse Temple for exercises for you, which is ridiculous and ridiculous! When my puppet is completed, I will definitely let you see clearly who is the Tianjiao of the Wang family!"

After speaking, he couldn't wait to see his puppet become a big man, and his eyes flashed one idea after another.

The two brothers, for the first place in the Sanctuary election, have red eyes.

......

The Northwest Holy City, located in the northern part of the Instant Domain, is the closest holy city to the North Heaven to the west of the Fire God Pot. Its totem poles are hundreds of feet tall and can be seen dozens of miles away.

The light curtain that spread on the totem pole turned into an astonishing arc that enveloped the outline of the holy city for dozens of miles.

The holy city is home to 100,000 people.

In the vast rocky wasteland outside the Northwest Holy City, a thin figure, a red hairband on his head, and long black hair flew quickly towards the light curtain of the Holy City.

He was quick, from very far to very close, but not a few breaths. Then, he went headlong into the light curtain.

The totem pole light curtain is undefended for the Terrans, but once there is a monster impact, it will activate the defense and alert the Holy City guards.

Moreover, there was not a single fortification, not even a single guard in the entire defensive outline of the Holy City.

Therefore, Mo Liang went all the way unhindered until he came to a place where he was going to stay.

"Hero, you don't have the identity plate of the city, and the small shop can't accept it!"

"Identity nameplate?" Mo Liang frowned, he had never heard of what an identity nameplate was.

"Yes, hero, it's your first time in the Holy City, right?" The guys at this inn also had many people who had seen such stuffy gourds, and they were very patient, "The transactions of our Holy City can't be like in the village, where everything is distributed by the government office. All people in the Holy City need to have an identity nameplate, which is not only a record of the contribution point and a handover object, but also a confirmation of identity. With this identity plate, it can be unimpeded in the holy city. Hero, I see it's still early, you better go to the Government Council! The identity nameplate is not difficult to do, pay ten contribution points, you can get a maple nameplate. ”

"Hmm, I see, thank you, brother, can you tell me where the Government Council is?" Mo Liang suddenly clenched his fists and thanked him.

"The hero is gracious. The Government Council is in the middle of a road on the west side of Totem Pole Square, and if the hero does not have ten contribution points, he can also barter, take ten contribution points, and give them to the Government Council. The Government Council agrees with this deal. Of course, this is not a village, and many things are not as expensive as in the village. Hero, you have to be mentally prepared, the Government Council will not cheat people, heroes can rest assured. ”

Obviously, the guy was used to seeing all kinds of people, and when he saw that Mo Liang was polite and polite, he gave a few more instructions.

Mo Liang nodded, thanked him again, and then went to the Holy City Council. This was the first time he had come to the Holy City, and he was also very curious to observe around, following the guidance of his buddy to Totem Pole Square.