The news that Wei Long had killed Lei Ling and the Golden Dragon Elephant swept through the dynasty.

The battle for revenge began only a few days before a major victory took place.

Originally, the initiation of the revenge war caused many people to resist, some low-level monks also had opinions, and even officials at all levels of the major caves and dynasties also opposed it.

Because the thirty catastrophes have only been six years, or even less, there is no need to use the concept of time for senior monks, and from the perspective of ordinary people, six years is too short.

There's a saying:

Those who desire war are often those who have not experienced it.

Many people oppose it, and some people regard it as a perverse act of the royal family, and Yanchen has also been criticized a lot.

At this time, Wei Long killed two pure-blooded desolate beasts, and the fierce battle record, the previous opposition disappeared, and was replaced by excitement.

However, in this boiling of public opinion, Ling Yimou tried to find some other news,

There is no Heavenly God King

There is no Holy Spirit God King

There is no news

There was no news, it was like a bubble that burst at the first poke and then evaporated into the air.

"Something is wrong, something is very wrong, even if this operation fails, at least the God King will come back"

What makes Yi Mou anxious is like an ant on a hot pot.

In his eyes, the Tianmang God King and the Holy Spirit God King joined forces, plus the two divine weapons, with mental calculations or unintentional, even if Wei Long's combat strength was unexpected, he also had the certainty of retreating with his whole body.

But now there is not the slightest news

"Eliminate all impossibilities, and the rest is the only answer. ”

Ling Yimou called the Heavenly Mang God King countless times, but there was no contact.

At this moment, the whole dynasty is the news that Wei Long has killed the pure-blooded desolate beast.

Ling Yimou tried hard to keep a clear head, but his face turned green.

This was the expression of fear on the face of the Spirit Clan.

Even if he fails, the Heavenly Mang God King should contact him, but there is no news, it can only mean that he cannot be contacted.

Ling Yimou listened to a large number of discussions in his ears, and his colleagues and subordinates around him were still talking about Wei Long.

And he couldn't realize it, and his heart was already terrified.

Giant Deer City.

Dawn has not yet come, but the city is full of joy, the lights are colorful, like day, this military city, rare more cheerful atmosphere.

The figure of the Flying Smoke King appeared at the gate of Julu City.

She was carrying a huge caravan behind her, full of disciples of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion, as well as some allies.

"Lord Wei Long really killed the pure-blooded desolate beast," there were disciples of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion who didn't believe it.

But as he spoke, he added the honorific title of adult after Wei Long's name.

This disciple came from the Imperial Dynasty and knew better the weight of killing pure-blooded beasts.

The last time a pure-blooded desolate beast fell, it was also on Dayan's side.

It's just that this time there was a Terran Guardian Array, plus the Sword of the Holy Emperor, and the backstab from the pure-blooded desolate beast.

The old man was detached, and the golden dragon elephant was picked up, and the record of the human race can only be said to be defeated, not killed.

It's just that the follow-up propaganda used kills to boost morale.

But defeat and kill, it's not the same at all.

If Yan Lifeng really killed the pure-blooded desolate beast, there would be no such thing as Yan Qiufeng rebelling.

One word, don't dare

And killing pure-blooded desolate beasts in the Great Wilderness is even more difficult, and it is even more difficult for strongmen

The last time a pure-blooded beast was killed in the Great Wilderness was a thousand years ago.

Killing pure-blooded beasts within the Great Wilderness is a record only for the super strong.

And every super strong person is not only a guardian saint, but also a hegemon, standing at the peak of the Terran territory.

"Maybe Qin Wutian, Yan Chen and others also made a lot of efforts. It's just that in the end, the propaganda said that the main combat force was Wei Long. The Flying Smoke King guessed.

She came to Nanhuang to fund this revenge battle, and then decided to meet with Wei Long again to finalize the matter of support.

But it was only a few months since he saw him, and Wei Long's record really scared the Flying Smoke King.

"Unlikely. Yan Chen is the king of Great Yan, as well as Li Qingyang and Zhang Wuan, the helpers of the Fengyun Dynasty, if the three of them really contributed a lot, there is no reason to back down on such a famous thing.

As for Qin Wutian and the others, they are indeed powerful, but a few catties and taels have already been figured out, and it may be possible to defeat them, but it is impossible to kill the pure-blooded desolate beast. Moreover, the location is still a great wilderness, and the pure-blooded desolate beasts can drag them all to death just by dragging them all. ”

A Hundred Treasure Pavilion elder spoke: "What's more, killing one desolate beast is a fluke, and killing the second one, then there is no luck. ”

"When you reach that realm, how tenacious your vitality is, if there is not really a gap, you can always escape. The elder continued to analyze, word by word, "I'm afraid that Wei Long's strength has reached an unfathomable state, and it is hard to imagine that such a person will appear in Dayan." When the word spreads, it will be a legend. ”

Saying this, someone from Julu City over there came to greet him.

As one of the seven super forces, Baibao Pavilion came to carry out material assistance, and the card was very large.

Yan Chen, Li Qingyang. Liu Shenzong and others personally received it.

The elders were in charge of the handling of the materials, and the Flying Smoke King chatted with Yan Chen, not asking easily: "I'm curious, some of the processes of you killing pure-blooded desolate beasts. I don't know if King Yan can satisfy my curiosity."

"The Flying Smoke King's support for our revenge battle on behalf of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion is something we are excited about and will encourage our Great Swallow people. Yan Chen's tone changed generously, "It's just the specific process of killing the pure-blooded desolate beast, because it contains the secrets of the combat technique, with all due respect." ”

Don't look at Yan Chen's promotion of Wei Long's achievements, adding oil and vinegar to amplify his own merits, but he knows it in his heart.

Yan Chen was gradually analyzing Wei Long's character.

Wei Long is straightforward, jealous and hateful, and likes to be boasted by others, but he does not attach much importance to fame and fortune.

Praise a few more words in front of him, lick it well, and use the tiger's power to do something of your own with the help of the tiger.

But the specific battle process contains Wei Long's battle information, as well as privacy. Yanchen will not disclose.

Yan Chen knows in his heart, what can be done and what can't be done, he knows everything.

Only by following Wei Long's character can he be cool.

In the years when Yan Chen was still silent, observing words and emotions was his basic skill.

How to deal with Yan Lifeng, as well as resolve the exclusion from other brothers and sisters, he is clear.

Ay.

Thinking of this, Yan Chen sighed.

Wei Long is really a dog, he has already become a king, the road is getting wider and wider, and he has to endure and endure, which is really angry.

If you can't beat it.

If it weren't for the lack of hope of victory.

He Yanchen will definitely beat Wei Long three hundred and sixty degrees.

Yan Chen dealt with the Flying Smoke King and went back to cultivate.

Since the original Yan Chen became the king, his cultivation was not so urgent, he was the king of Great Yan and had plenty of time to grow.

But now it's not Wei Long's problem.

And his younger brother.

From time to time, Yanchen felt like a pinprick in his buttocks.

An imminent sense of crisis awaited him.

Under Wei Long's teaching, Yan Hao's cultivation speed was faster than he imagined.

Master can't do it, do you have to be killed by the apprentice and the younger brother and the fateful duel?

Swallow dust is never allowed

He's going to be the brightest morning star again

"It's hard to say whether Wei Long is strong or not, but he is a real dog"

Yan Chen left in a hurry, leaving behind the messy Flying Smoke King.

Yan Chen's perfunctory was too superficial, allowing her to see through it at a glance.

She is the deputy pavilion master of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion, but she is neglected.

"I want to see Wei Long. "The Flying Smoke King found the Liu Shenzong and went straight to the point.

Liu Shenzong glanced at the Flying Smoke King unexpectedly, shook his head and said, "I can't make the decision on this matter, wait for me to ask how it is."

The Flying Smoke King's eyes widened slightly, but finally nodded.

Back in the palace where the Hundred Treasure Pavilion was located, the Flying Smoke King locked himself in his room.

The reception of Julu City couldn't find fault with the etiquette, but the behavior was a little lazy.

Or maybe not as careful as before.

In the past, he had the reputation of the head of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion, and he had the name of the deputy pavilion master of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion, and he was from the center of the dynasty, and he was invincible in the remote dynasty.

If the strength is poor, there can also be preferential treatment.

What's more, they are still strong.

Even the strong people with a high status in the dynasty will quietly change their mentality, and their tone will be more friendly and their attitude will be more kind.

Suddenly

Now it seems that because of one or several things, it is not a big deal to find out that it is from the imperial capital, and the high-level of the super power is also human.

This preferential treatment is gone.

A kind of drop is formed.

And this gap is familiar in the Flying Smoke King, and there is a sense of familiarity.

The Flying Smoke King took out the communication treasure and contacted Wan Renzhu.

She had Wan Renzhu's contact information, and she wanted to follow the example of the last time and contact Wei Long through Wan Renzhu's channel, but she found that no one answered.

The Flying Smoke King put down the communication treasure, and his thoughts were scattered.

I couldn't help but think of it for the first time with Wei Long.

When Wei Long first met her, he gave her a punch because of her attitude.

And said something, which probably means that in the future, when Baibao Pavilion can talk to me on an equal footing, come to me again.

At that time, the Flying Smoke King felt ridiculous, and was sure that Wei Long would regret it in the near future, recognize the reality, and take the initiative to come to her.

They will see you again. In a different position.

The Flying Smoke King guessed the result, but did not guess the process.

The Flying Smoke King suddenly understood where the feeling of déjà vu came from, the same as when he met Wei Long.

And this time, it's also because of Wei Long.

Everyone has confidence.

The record of killing pure-blooded desolate beasts can be blown for three days and three nights.

"It's really a legend. "The Flying Smoke King has no resentment, or anything else, only admiration.

If she had known that Wei Long would be able to kill two pure-blooded desolate beasts, she would have put away her carelessness in whatever she said.

The Flying Smoke King couldn't help but think of the scene at that time.

Wei Long knocked her to the ground and lifted her veil.

All of a sudden, the fog around the Flying Smoke King became chaotic, his pretty face was slightly drunk, and the mist collided with each other, as if it was boiling, forming water droplets.

Water droplets fell on the tables and chairs, wetting a patch.

"A legend. ”

The Flying Smoke King didn't control his strength, a little out of control, but he didn't care too much.

She thought a lot, and as the news spread all over the world, a legend would rise.

Julu City, the residence of Wei Long.

"Grandpa. ”

Wei Xiaohu called Wei Long like that.

Wei Long's originally heavy mood was stunned, "You call me grandpa"

"My grandfather said you were his brother, and I should call you grandpa. Wei Xiaohu said.

Wei Long then remembered that if it was according to the standards of ordinary people, he would already have a full house of children and grandchildren.

Wei Long remembered one more thing, he had heard something from Zhang Zixin, Wei Tianhu had more than 20 mothers-in-law, and the children alone were close to three digits, and there were even more grandchildren.

Although Wei Cheng is gone, most of Wei Tianhu's children have walked out of Wei Cheng.

"Then you call me grandpa. Wei Long sighed.

This grandfather called him a little old.

"Grandpa, how is my grandfather, what about Wei Cheng" Wei Xiaohu hesitated and asked, "Is something bad happening?"

"Wei Cheng is in a big trouble. A lot of people died inside. Wei Long thought about it and told Wei Xiaohu directly.

Wei Xiaohu is in his early twenties, and he is not young, he is not a child, he can say whatever Wei Long has.

In a deserted village, at this age, children are crawling all over the ground.

"Who laid that big array" Wei Xiaohu was silent for a long time, his eyes red.

Wei Long took out two round balls, "The person who sat down for the evil thing has already been imprisoned by me. As for the forces behind it, it is not good to tell you. In this way, you go to the Lingxu Cave Heaven to cultivate, and I will have an explanation for your grandfather. ”

Wei Xiaohu looked at the two five-colored balls, his eyes were a little dazed.

With his realm, he still can't understand it.

Wei Long couldn't explain either, whether it was the Pantheon, or the fortune teller, or the Supreme Dragon God, it was too far away for Wei Xiaohu.

When Wei Xiaohu left, Wei Long sat down silently.

His heart was like a stone, but his blood was still hot.

The Pantheon should not be involved in Wei City.

Because of the search for fortune telling, it is enough nonsense to pull him in.

And what about Wei Cheng

It is an order of magnitude different from the Pantheon, and the gap is so big that it is not even easy to explain.

Wei Long called Qin Wutian and said to him: "Old Qin Tou, you take people, as well as my two apprentices, to clean up the Pantheon forces of Dayan and the Fengyun Dynasty, and don't let go of any omissions." ”

"Yes. Qin Wutian didn't ask the reason.

When Wei Long became a super powerhouse, his will was the truth, and he was invincible, even if the object of destruction was the Pantheon.

Qin Wutian didn't leave, thought about it, and said another thing.