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"Okay, okay, little girl, adults and children don't care, if you want to take care of it, you wait a few years and then talk about it, I know that you care about the master, but the apprentice cares about the master to a degree, do you know it?" Wu Potian touched the little girl's little head, comforted the tears in the shining blood rain, and threw a piece of dried meat weighing dozens of catties to Xiao Jin, who was doing ghost movements on the side, and let it gnaw, this guy is really a foodie, and he wants to eat meat every day.

Wu Potian was comforting the little girl in his mouth, but his father Wu Tianci, his sister Wu Xiulian, his first girlfriend Nagashima Qingshuang, the beautiful and gentle Long Xiang Shiyin, the girl Yan Yu Feihong who had the first intimate contact with him, the beautiful senior sister Liu Fangfei, and the fire dance Feifeng who troubled him every day......

He whispered softly: "Father, relatives and friends, girlfriends, I am coming back from Wu Potian, Qingshuang, you must wait for me, it won't be long, your dear husband will break through to the level of the Martial King, and by then, I will have no opponent among the Martial Kings, Yan Yu Feihong, you wait for me." Since you are my woman. You can only marry me. As soon as I break through to the Martial King level, I will go to the Yan Yu family to propose marriage!

If I can unify the Evil God Temple in one fell swoop and control it in my hands, in the future, the entire Flying Feather Continent will be my world, a small ice palace, and those old women are only worthy of giving me Wu Potian to lift shoes. Hmph, Meng Bingxin, you just wait for me to abuse you!"

He looked at the floating clouds around him with cold eyes, and a pair of blood pupils were extremely deep, as if he could see through the thick clouds in the air and cast his gaze on the vast land.

Just when Wu Potian was hurrying towards the Longxiang Martial Academy, in an extremely secret place on the territory of the Flying Dragon Empire, a group of black-clad and mysterious guys were whispering and secretly discussing......

This hidden place, the reason why it is said to be secret. It's just that very few people can come here, and this is the top of a mountain range in the depths of the mountain. Because the terrain is too high, the wind is gusting, the air flow is surging, and the roar of the demon beast is endless.

Under the strong blowing of the Gangfeng, the sand and gravel are flying all over the sky, for a long time, there is a place that is convenient to be blown by the Gangfeng into a flat land of about 1,000 square meters in size, not an inch of grass grows, bare, but the surrounding is covered by tall trees, forming a natural protective array, and it is impossible to see that there is such a flat land on the top of this mountain.

And here, someone built a large palace-like building.

Strange to say, on the top of this mountain, there is a lake of nearly an acre in size, the water is shining, the water vapor is steaming, and the gray light spots like starlight on the lake are strangely devouring the transpiring water vapor, making this lake even more strange and inexplicable......

Now, here's a group of strangely dressed people, conspiring.

"Hmph...... Have you found out the reason, I sent twenty-one masters of the Forbidden Land of Gods and Demons, led by the two great martial kings, four half-step martial kings, and fifteen masters of the Grandmaster Realm, all of whom have been gone for more than half a year, but they are like yellow cranes, and they are gone forever, who knows the reason for the Dao?"

A sound like the chirping of a bird, its voice was unusually high-pitched, perhaps it was too high-pitched, burrowing into the eardrums of those present, causing everyone to frown.

But this voice is full of violence and domineering, and there is a kind of majesty of the king in the voice, which makes people afraid!

Fortunately, none of the people who participated in the secret discussion were mediocre hands, and the worst was the peak strength of the martial king, otherwise, just listening to this voice, someone would be scared down.

There were a total of five people present, all of them were the lords of the first hall, each of them was sitting on a huge demon beast fur, and a little gray-brown aura quickly drilled into their bodies from around their bodies, and every time they drilled into a little gray-brown aura, their brows were furrowed, and in a moment, a trace of comfort appeared on their faces.

These gray-brown auras were produced from the lake about the size of an acre, and it seems that the laketop must be strange.

If Wu Potian discovered this place, there was a lake about the size of an acre, he would definitely go down to find out, but unfortunately, at this time, he didn't have the heart and time at all.

The man with the sound of a bird, also one of the five, is an old man with a dry and thin body like a bamboo pole, but if you look closely, you will find that this thin old man, although he does not have four taels of flesh on his body, but his terrifying aura is like a man-eating tiger lurking, and he will rise up and hurt people at any time, and his momentum is extremely violent and ferocious.

The object of his questioning was the four people sitting cross-legged beside him, but his eyes looked at the middle-aged scribe with a pale face, this middle-aged scribe, his face was pale and bloodless, just like a dead man, if he was asked to pretend to be the messenger of the underworld Bai Impermanence, he would definitely not need to disguise!

And this person is the Zombie Hall Master - Lu Zhongping.

This Lu Zhongping listened to the dry old man's question, and there was not much unnaturalness, but he reached out and picked up a teacup beside him, and slowly took a sip of tea, and then slowly spoke: "Dry Bamboo Hall Master, you ask me, who do I ask?" It is better to let the Martial Hall Master of Ziwei Hall help calculate it, it is more convenient, although I will not know all the details, but I can also know a little bit about it. ”

The dry old man's eyes like a blade immediately looked at an old man who was about seventy years old and had snow-white hair, don't you say, this old man surnamed Wu, the hall master of Ziwei Hall is really a little similar to Wu Potian's face, although this person is an old man, but his appearance is extremely handsome, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, straight nose and wide mouth, and the skin on his face is white and tender like a baby.

He did not speak, but his eyes were closed, his fingers were constantly flicking, and his mouth seemed to speak, as if he were chanting. But none of the people present heard what he was saying.

Because. His lips were moving, though. But not a word came out of the voice, and who could hear the silent words?

Actually, he had already calculated that he was a young man named Wu Potian, who had ruined their good deeds, and this person lived in the Flying Dragon Empire, Breaking Heaven City, and Wujiazhuang.

But for some reason, he didn't tell the group.

And these five. All of them are the lords of the first hall of the thirty-six halls of the Netherworld Alliance, the thin old man is the hall master of the Flame Palace, the white-haired old man surnamed Wu is the hall master of the Ziwei Palace, the middle-aged scribe is the lord of the zombie hall, and there is a tall and mighty man with a beard on his face, who is the hall master of the Yongwu Palace, and there is also a middle-aged man among the five people, who is not dressed as a scribe, but he cranks a folding fan. He behaved very elegantly, but he was dressed in animal skins. It seems nondescript, this person is the most quiet, and he is the master of the hidden hall.

Ziwei Palace, Hidden Palace, Flame Palace, Zombie Palace, and Yongwu Palace, these five hall masters are the ones who jointly sent a team of twenty-one people and were all wiped out by Wu Potian. Among them, there are two martial king-level masters, one is called the Desperate Sword King Wei Jiuzhong, and the other is called the black-faced god Wu En.

These two were both sent by the Flame Temple.

The Lord of the Flame Hall was furious, he couldn't imagine who it was, which one of the powerful forces had such a bullish fork, the twenty-one masters sent by his Flame Palace, led by the Desperate Sword King and the Black-Faced God, had not come back for more than half a year, not only was there no trace, but there was no news, but also life and death were unknown, what was going on?

The old man surnamed Wu stared at the Fire Hall Lord with his eyes as bright as lightning, as if he wanted to see through the secret in his heart.

"Ziwei Hall Master, who is the person who is doing bad things to us, where is he?"

"I don't know what to do, the heavenly machine only leaks so little, I'm calculating, don't bother me, it's still very vague, for this reason, I have consumed nearly a hundred years of strength, and the rest can't be calculated at all!"

Hiss......

Except for the old man surnamed Wu, all the other people gasped, even if it was so big for a while, not a word was counted, but it took nearly a hundred years of effort, the number of crape myrtle buckets in the head of this martial artist has always been the most accurate, what's wrong today, is there anything different about this person......

Moreover, except for taking a drop of yellow spring water with a secret method, who can enter and exit the forbidden land of gods and demons at will, it is a dead land with no entry and exit, for hundreds of thousands of years, I have never heard of anyone coming out of the whole body, could it be that Wu Potian has three heads and six arms, is the god descending to earth?

Back then, the martial god-level powerhouse who was stronger than the Evil Dingtian hadn't been trapped in the forbidden land of gods and demons for tens of thousands of years without coming out, so how could Wu Potian come out?

Moreover, in addition to the five people sitting in the house, there are only twenty-one people who go to the forbidden land of gods and demons in our operation this time, and they will not leak the news at all, so the possibility of these twenty-one people being plotted is very small, but now they are still gone, which really makes them puzzled.

The Lord of the Flame Hall said: "This operation, it took me a hundred years for the Lord of the Ziwei Hall to calculate that there should be a large array in the forbidden land of gods and demons, we named it the Double Star Mixed Yuan Shifting God Array, as long as we find it, it is possible to get the treasure of the Evil God Temple, if we find the Evil Dingtian and devour his soul, then a few of us will be greatly improved, invincible, in my estimation, this god and demon forbidden land is too evil, who knows that Lu Dao can sit back and relax with the water of the Yellow Spring?" Maybe they'll die in it shortly after they enter, or maybe they'll die!

Ay...... Thinking back then, the Evil Dingtian was in the realm of the martial god, and he could only enter and not leave, trapped in the forbidden land of gods and demons for tens of thousands of years, what are the Desperate Sword Kings and the Black-faced God, Evil Dingtian only needs to use one finger to kill them in an instant, and it is normal to never go back, but it's a pity that we have accumulated a hundred years of Yellow Spring water, and after this consumption, now there is not a drop!"

Half an hour later, the Ziwei Hall Master, the seventy-year-old man surnamed Wu, suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes, and the crystal beam of light shot straight at the old man of the withered bamboo like lightning, and he said: "This matter, if you want to ask a young man named Wu Potian, please remember that his name is - Wu Potian!"

"Martial Hall Lord, aren't you talking nonsense? There are thousands of empires in the Flying Feather Continent, and there is only one Martial Heaven, where do you ask me to find the old man with withered bamboo?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the momentum in his body suddenly soared, and there seemed to be a fierce beast in his body constantly chirping, and there seemed to be a faint bloody aura coming out, and the lords of the other halls stared at the old man with withered bamboo, and all his eyebrows were wrinkled, obviously, there are few people here who like this old man with withered bamboo, he is too violent!

"Ha Lu Ha, the Nine Rings of the Flying God Legs!"

A young man, with a crazy look on his face, his legs dancing, his boundless energy gathered into a poisonous dragon, and he shrouded his opponent, with terrifying moves, sharp legs and undisguised ferociousness, so that the opponent in front of him didn't even have time to parry.

Disheveled......

With a loud "Peng" sound, his opponent was kicked off the ring, blood flowed from his mouth and nose, and he was dying......

Seeing this scene, Tang Yunjie's face became very ugly, and he was not the only one who became ugly, Vice Dean Yan Hua and a group of Martial Academy Grandmaster-level tutors, their faces changed drastically, and they didn't believe that this was a real thing.

Third, this is the third person to be kicked out of the ring, don't you think it's a bit of a coincidence? (To be continued......