Fifty-five, the heroic spirit is immortal, the two generals of thunder and fire, and they have their own inheritance

Since he had made an appointment with Uncle Chen, Wang Dong set off for Shuhai Wangjia Village.

According to Wang Dong's meaning, he was familiar with the road alone, and it was good to go to worship alone, but Chen Qingyi was furious when he heard it, and said that the sea of trees was deep and terrifying, and there had been a group of demons under the demon throne in that day before, although it had been swept away by the Zhennan Army in a few years, but there may still be unknown dangers. Wang Dong must be asked to bring 500 Zhennan Tiewei to go.

I have been wandering around the depths of the sea of trees since I was three years old, and I have never been to any place, Uncle Chen, are you bluffing me? Five hundred Zhennan Tiewei? Which province are you asking me to attack?

That's three hundred!

I don't bring thirty people, I just go to talk to my grandfather, what are you doing with so many troops?

This time you are going, it is not the mausoleum and grave of the great general, but the front line where the great general died in battle! That Shuhai Wangjia Village has been deserted for many years, how do you know if there is any great risk? If there is no one to protect it, Chen Qingzhi will never allow it!

Later, it was said that Sima Huaigu personally guaranteed it, and Chen Qingzhi took a step back and let Wang Dong only take Daniel Zhang and other Tiewei six-member team, provided that Sima Huaigu must follow him.

Of course, Liu Yingying and Sima Qinfang must go along. One said that he was ordered by his master to protect Wang Dong, and he could not care about anything, and the teacher's order could not be violated. The other said that Wang Dong was his brother, and his brother's relatives were his relatives, and he must go with him. The two glanced at each other, and each turned his head coldly.

One person carried out Tang Shiying, and the other person walked out of the Xiaoyao Gate, Chen Qingzhi asked himself that he couldn't provoke the two of them no matter what, so he gave up and stopped stopping him.

The group got up at dawn and hurried away, arriving at the sea of trees in less than half a day. It was Wang Dong who led the way, twists and turns, and everyone entered the Wangjia Village of that year.

Wangjia Village has long been uninhabited, and it is full of devastation. Houses collapsed and the ruins were charred black. Especially the surrounding woods for more than ten miles, half of them are scorched and frozen, and they do not melt for many years, although they are sad, but they are magnificent!

Wang Dong led the way first, and looked all the way, the home of his playmates, two tigers and three fat, including Jin Wan'er's sister, was already dilapidated, and it was all in ruins. Although Wang Dong is young, he can't help but recall the past, and his eyes are red unconsciously.

Liu Yingying saw it in her eyes, walked a few steps, walked with Wang Dong, and within her long sleeves, quietly stretched out her little hand, held Wang Dong, and said softly: Don't be sad.

Wang Dong turned his head and saw that it was Liu Yingying, holding back his tears, but grinning: No.

Of the people beside him, only Liu Yingying has been by Wang Dong's side for the longest time, and if you talk about the depths of her heart, she is also the deepest feeling. Thinking back to the night talk between the two of them in the temple and practicing every day, Liu Yingying vowed to accompany Wang Dong to search for history and travel all over the world....Thinking of these, Wang Dong felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, and he unconsciously held Liu Yingying's little hand, but he didn't let go.

Liu Yingying's fair face flushed, and she said softly: You little thief, you are the most scoundrel.

Wang Dong whispered: You aunt, you are not ashamed.

When the two of them thought about the first time they met, they didn't realize that the corners of their mouths were slightly upturned, and this ruined path seemed to be walking in front of the flowers and under the moon.

Sima Qinfang saw it in her eyes, pouted slightly, and was about to step forward, but suddenly felt that her little hand was tight, and she had been grabbed by her father-in-law. Sima Huaigu smiled and shook his head, and Sima Qinfang bowed his head and said nothing.

Whoever knows what is in his heart,

How many families are happy and how many are sad?

Before coming to the deep pool of the year, Wang Dong stopped. Although the deep pool is still green, because the little fish god monarch has long since left, it is no longer deep and cold.

Wang Dong knelt in front of the pond and kowtowed.

Grandpa, I'm back to see you.

The six Daniel Zhang over there had already knelt down and worshipped. Liu Yingying and Sima Qinfang wept on both sides, and Sima Huaigu also bowed three times.

Mr. Wang has a spirit in the sky, please bless the children with a smooth future, health and safety!

Wang Dong was still kowtowing, and the pool of water was actually flooded with waves, and wisps of water splashed into the air. Oh, the water splash actually rose in the shape of a lotus, and something seemed to rise in the center of the lotus. For a while, there were black clouds over Wangjia Village, and for a while, there were lightning and thunder, and in the clouds in mid-air, there seemed to be something to break out of the sky.

Everyone was stunned on the spot, and the things in the splash slowly leaped and slowly fell into the king's hand. It's just sunny here, and all the thunder and lightning have been collected.

Everyone looked closely, and the thing was actually a mighty statue, the size of a palm, the statue was angry and round, holding a hammer in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, so not majestic!

Everyone didn't know what it was, only Sima Huaigu said in a deep voice: "Move, give a big gift to the statue, quickly!"

Wang Dong didn't know why, but he also knew that it was right to listen to his senior brother, so he quickly knelt on the ground and bowed three times and knocked nine times. I saw that the light of the statue changed from hot to warm, and after a while, it continued to shrink to the size of a fingernail, and it was tied to Wang Dong's wrist.

Sima Huaigu couldn't hide his joy, and hurriedly explained: This is the Nine Heavens Thunder Division's Siyin Heavenly Monarch's Law Phase, who fought on the battlefield with the military god back then, subduing demons and eliminating demons, and was invincible. After the death of the god of war, he disappeared from the world, but he didn't expect it to appear here, I think it was a relic left by the god of war to your junior brother. The thunder god is invincible, and the demons and evils in the world can't get close, but the thunder god's mana is too high, and you are far from being able to drive it now, I'm afraid that you will have to wait for you to see the realm of independence to help you destroy the strong enemy!

Wang Dong only felt the burning heat on his wrist and then the warmth, as if his grandfather was smiling at him in the sky, and he didn't realize that his eyes were red again.

Wang Dong suddenly remembered something, and suddenly ran to the edge of the woods behind the deep pool.

There's a statue there!

It's not a statue, it's like a burly man, alive, but long since he lost his life.

The man stood with his neck on his shoulder, as if shouting something, majestic and majestic!!

Even if Molewan dies, the heavens and demons will not be able to get it!!

The man's surroundings are miles of scorched earth!

Burn the demons of the heavens!

He should be killed...... A flash of fire kills the national teacher Wei Wuxuan!

Go! Roast the fire...... With a loud shout, Wang Dong walked aggrievedly to the stove to roast the fire, and there was a big bag on his head.....

Are you the one who led the chicken stealing? Do you dare not admit it?...... Wang Dong has another big bag on his head.....

The fire god-like man laughed heartily and said: Tell the little young master that his Uncle Hao's surname is Huo, and he is the god of killing fire under the throne of the prince! I have knocked on the little young master's head all these years, and I really hope that he will become a talent, and I don't remember him in my heart!

'Uncle Fire!' Wang Dong knelt down and shouted, 'I heard your words'

I'm also very obedient and promising!

Wang Dong stood up and reached out to caress Huo Mole's standing body.

The tiger will not fall!

It's amazing!

Suddenly, ten thousand rays of light shot out from Huo Mole's body, and the entire sea of trees seemed to be burning and steaming. A firebird flew out of the fire and shot into Wang Dong's chest!

The flames around Wang Dong are rolling and burning!

Liu Yingying was shocked, and was about to rush forward, but was pulled by Sima Huaigu and shouted: Protect the Dharma!

Liu Yingying suddenly understood something, and immediately stopped and protected Wang Dong's side. The other side. Sima Qinfang was slim and elegant, his forehead was dripping with sweat, like a great enemy!

Daniel Zhang and the other six people even drew their knives out and blocked Wang before he left!

Sima Huaigu raised the realm to the highest, and the wind suddenly rose in the sea of trees, and the qi of seeing independence rose into the nine heavens!

In the depths of the sea of trees, a Confucian scholar in Chinese clothes laughed in a low voice: "Good fellow!

The Confucian priest took out a palm-sized box, and when he opened it, nine finger-sized animals inside were soaked in a scarlet steaming blood water, biting and screaming at each other.

With a pinch of his fingers, the Confucian in Chinese clothes picked out a small beast that kept wriggling, flicked it lightly, and bounced it into the grass in front of him. The little beast kept growing, and when it reached the size of a man, the Confucian in Chinese clothes smiled and said, "Enough."

The Confucian scholar opened the book, scratched his head, and said tentatively: The path of the underworld, the unity of man and beast, refining all things, changing!

That little beast the size of a man has become a man!

A faceless man!

The Confucian laughed and said, "There are still eight......no, there are still eight people."

Wang Dong, who was surrounded and protected by everyone, the flames on his body became more and more violent, and the realm of that body continued to climb upwards until it reached a bottleneck, and it still didn't stop!

And outside the tree, nine figures, slowly coming!