Regarding Wang Yu's request, Qingcang nodded and agreed without thinking too much about the gains and losses: "Sheng Ao is the Tianjiao of my human race, in the weak era of my human race, the more Tianjiao of my human race, the better, I will take care of him without Wang Sheng's entrustment." ”

Hearing this, Wang Yu nodded kindly and stretched out his hand and took out a few jade slips, which recorded some of the exercises he had harvested over the years, and the high depths pointed directly to the imperial realm.

Although it is not systematic, it is also a great gift for Qingcang, who is confused about the future.

Just when Wang Yu was about to point out the value of these jade slips, but owed Qingcang a favor, a sword roar sounded from the holy city: "The Blood Food Clan Sheng Ao handed over the medicine king in your hand, and I am teaching myself three dog barks, I don't blame you in the past, otherwise today next year will be your sacrifice day." ”

Wang Yu, who was about to speak, heard that the matter involved Sheng Ao, frowned and probed his divine sense to the source of the sound, only to see several humanoid creatures covered in red and blue blocking the gate of the holy city, shouting and scolding at the cheap junior brother Sheng Ao with great momentum.

"Three powerful and one half-saint, even a few people from the ancient clan dare to rush to the gate of the holy city and shout and scold? Qingcang Daoyou, the situation of the Terran race in the Northern Regions looks a little bad!"

Facing Wang Yu's inquiry, Qingcang smiled bitterly: "Wang Sheng doesn't know, although you slaughtered the people of the ancient clan killed by the ancestor king of the hundred clans in the extraterritorial starry sky, but the ten thousand clans on the ancient star of the Beidou are still separated by a layer after all.

Although the Hundred Ancestral Kings who chased out of the starry sky already occupied about ninety percent of the Ancient Ancestral Kings, the only remaining Hundred Ancestral Kings were not something that my Northern Terran could resist!

I, Qingcang, can not be afraid of those ancestral kings, but the Northern Regions Terrans can't be afraid! Compared to the monks of all races behind those ancestral kings, there are still too few monks of my Northern Regions Terran Race!"

Qingcang's words slowly dissipated in Wang Yu's mind after two turns, he was just a passerby in this world, not to mention the current human race: "So, the reason why Sheng Ao was targeted is because of me?"

"Since Wang Sheng's battle record was passed on to Beidou, my human race has indeed been targeted by the Beidou Ten Thousand Clans a little more times, after all, those Ten Thousand Races who regard us as blood food definitely don't want to see another Wang Saint rise!"

For Qingcang's words Wang Yu smiled but did not answer, cutting the grass and eradicating the roots is also one of the purposes of his trip, the death of more than a hundred and dozens of ancestors and great sages is not enough to make people frightened, then add the blood of hundreds of millions of ancient monks.

Wang Yu, who has been sitting on the throne of the emperor of the world for decades, is not a virgin, although he has not taken the road of the emperor, but he still has the most basic mentality such as thunder and rain and dew.

The words were divided into two ends, and when Wang Yu and Qingcang were communicating in the Immortal Building, Sheng Ao also fought with the few ancient clans who were covered in red and blue.

Looking at the golden flames all over his body, he shot and killed a powerful ancient clan's Sheng Ao with his killing secret technique, Wang Yu confirmed one thing, Qingcang's teaching ability is good, and Sheng Ao, a cheap junior disciple, was not raised by him.

Very good.

Seeing Wang Yu's smile, Qingcang knew that this strong man who had slaughtered the Hundred Ancestors of the Big Dipper was very satisfied with himself, anyway, it had been sold to this point, and Qingcang didn't mind going further: "Wang Sheng, do you help Sheng Ao take down the half-saint of the Nether Blood Clan, or will I do it for you?"

"Let that kid Sheng Ao solve it by himself, dare to fight with that half-saint of the Underworld Blood Clan at the gate of the Holy City, he should have his own considerations and preparations, it is not beautiful for the two of us to interfere. ”

The development of the battle situation at the gate of the Holy City was indeed as Wang Yu expected, seeing that Sheng Ao killed one of his juniors in front of him, the half-saint of the dark blood suddenly couldn't sit still. Taking advantage of the fact that Saint Ao's old power had gone and the new force had not yet been born, the Underworld Blood Clan directly sacrificed its natal divine weapon, a jade Fang Tian painting halberd, and slashed down at Saint Ao's head.

In the face of the abrupt sniping of a half-saint with a Dacheng king's soldiers, Saint Ao, who had already prepared in his heart, spit out a fire bead from his mouth and attacked it unhurriedly.

With a 'bang', a small mushroom cloud rose from the gates of the Holy City.

"The fire beads condensed by the colorful glazed fire in the fire domain, Sheng Ao is really prepared. After seeing Sheng Ao's means of meeting the enemy, Qingcang, who was already ready to help him, withdrew his right arm.

Confirming that Sheng Ao had a back hand, Qing Cang's conversation came up again: "The Fire Domain is the enlightenment and transformation of the Holy Spirit of the Great Perfection of Fire Movement, and there are also means arranged by people to cultivate immortal fire seeds, so it is not surprising that Sheng Ao can get some enlightenment from that place.

However, if it is just with some colorful glass fire beads, he is afraid that he will suffer a big loss today, Wang Sheng, do you think Sheng Ao will have any backhand. ”

"I don't know, but this kid never fights unprepared, and he will definitely not lose much today. Wang Yu, who has never participated in Sheng Ao's growth experience, did not speculate, but Wang Yu, who was three years old and knew Sheng Ao's temperament, was sure that he would not be able to suffer a big loss.

Besides, even if Sheng Ao is really unprepared, it is difficult for him Wang Yu to be unable to set it up.

Competing with the realm, he can tolerate Sheng Ao's defeat and even disability, if Sheng Ao advocates bloody battles and does not retreat, he can even follow Sheng Ao's will and let him die in a battle without regrets.

But if someone wants to kill Sheng Ao with a high realm, hehe, he really can't move his fist and swing his sword.

The life-and-death fight was not so grinding, and when that Underworld Clan Half-Saint resisted the power of the explosion of the Colorful Glass Fire Bead, Saint Ao had already made a strong move to exchange his injuries for his life, killing the other two Underworld Blood Clan powers.

Looking at Sheng Ao, who was stabbed in the right chest but his face did not change, Wang Yu was even more satisfied with this cheap junior brother, with rich combat experience, keen combat intuition, and decisive and thoughtful work.

Compared with the original him, the saint Ao at this moment is not inferior.

Sensing that the three clansmen who followed him to the Holy City were all dead, the anger of the half-saint of the Underworld Blood Clan, who wielded a halberd to protect him, instantly rushed to the sky: "Despicable blood food, you should die - cut down the stars." ”

A half-moon-shaped light pierced the void and slashed towards Saint Ao, looking at the majesty, there was indeed a possibility of shaking the stars.

I wonder if a meteor counts as a star?

Just when the half-moon-shaped divine power was about to be added, Sheng Ao's sea of suffering shone brightly, and the array that exuded golden rays was sacrificed by him to block it in front of him.

"Stress-style killing array?Where did this kid get it?Grave?Secret Storage?" At a glance, Wang Yu saw through what the effect of the Xuanyu Platform that Sheng Ao took out, after all, in the extraterrestrial starry sky, he had a hard time with the emperor's formation.

Although those imperial formations were all incomplete, and their power was not even one-tenth of what they were in their heyday, only a small corner, but it also greatly enriched Wang Yu's views on the formation patterns.

"It should be the tomb of an ancient saint of my human race, a few days ago, there was a Taoist mausoleum belonging to the ancient tribe on the border of the Northern Regions, and Sheng Ao was also haunted there at that time. ”

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