Chapter 352: Young Half-Step King
"What? Are you doubting me, or are you questioning the Emperor Heavenly Divine Palace?"
The purple-shirted young man's face turned completely cold, and he stared at Lin Xueyi and Ling Potian unkindly.
Lin Xueyi and Ling Potian's faces changed greatly.
However, whether Lu Ming can participate in the assessment is related to the situation of the Scorching Sun Empire and the life and death of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect and Chixiao Valley, so he has to ask clearly.
"Messenger, I misunderstood, but Lu Ming didn't have an invitation letter, it's really strange, I'm tired of the messenger to react to the top...!"
Lin Xueyi gritted her teeth and continued.
"Presumptuous!"
Before Lin Xueyi finished speaking, the purple-shirted young man shouted, and at the same time, a terrifying aura erupted from the purple-shirted youth.
This breath is as thick as a mountain, as vast as an ocean, incomparably powerful, and mighty.
"Half-step king!"
Lin Xueyi and Ling Potian exclaimed in unison, and at the same time, a powerful aura erupted from the two of them, which offset this power, but the bodies of the two couldn't help but shake and took three steps back.
Strong, too strong!
Everyone at the scene was shocked and stared at this purple-shirted young man with wide eyes.
Everyone never dreamed that this purple-shirted young man was actually the existence of a half-step king.
He looked like he was only twenty-six or seventeen years old, and at such an age, he had actually reached the realm of a half-step king, which was really amazing.
And it seems that they are stronger than Lin Xueyi.
"Is this the strength of the Emperor Heaven Divine Palace? A young man who came to the Scorching Sun Empire to send an invitation letter is actually so powerful!"
On the side, Lu Ming's eyes were also condensed, and his face was a little solemn.
"Hmph! Emperor Heavenly Divine Palace's actions naturally have their own reasons, how can you be suspicious, read your first offense, I won't pursue it, if there is a next time, I don't mind wiping you out!"
The purple-shirted young man's eyes were gloomy, and he said coldly, full of lofty posture.
"Master Lin, there is no need to say more!"
Lu Ming sent a message to Lin Xueyi.
Lin Xueyi and Ling Potian sighed and did not say anything more.
"Humph!"
The purple-shirted young man snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and turned away.
At the moment when he turned around, his eyes glanced at Lu Ming, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.
Although it was only a flash, it was still captured by Lu Ming.
"Well, what's going on? I've never seen this person, and I've never had any grudges with the Emperor Heavenly Divine Palace, why does this person look at me with a hint of coldness?"
Lu Ming frowned and thought.
"What the hell is going on, why hasn't the Champion Hou received the invitation?"
Ling Potian's temper was more urgent, and as soon as the purple-shirted young man left, Ling Potian shouted.
"Yes, this is too strange!"
Lin Xueyi also frowned, full of worry.
Without an invitation letter, you can't participate in the assessment of the Emperor Heavenly Divine Guard.
If Qiu Changkong didn't enter the Emperor Heavenly Divine Guard, then it was okay, if Qiu Changkong entered the Emperor Heavenly Divine Guard, even if he just became a reserve Emperor Heavenly Divine Guard, then they would all be in danger.
"The two heads, the champion Hou, the old man has a guess, I don't know if it's true!"
At this time, an old voice sounded, and an old man with snow-white hair walked out.
"Senior Hua, what are your guesses?"
Lin Xueyi hurriedly asked.
This old man is the predecessor of the royal family, even if Hua Zhengxing is alive, he must call this person an uncle.
The seniority is extremely high, and he has the cultivation of the Martial Sect Ninefold, and he is the only remaining Martial Sect Ninefold Master in the royal family.
The old emperor uncle pondered for a while, and said: "The old man is happy to make friends all over the world, even in the Ten Directions Sword Sect, there are old man's friends, I once vaguely heard a secret news, it is said that after Qiu Changkong was an hour, he was favored by a big man in the Eastern Palace of the Tianxuan Domain of the Emperor Heavenly God Palace, and was accepted as a registered disciple!"
"What? Qiu Changkong is a registered disciple of the Emperor Heavenly Divine Palace's Eastern Palace?"
Uncle Huang's words were like a bomb, and the heads of everyone were booming.
One by one, they looked at the old emperor in shock.
"Senior, are you true?"
Lin Xueyi's voice trembled.
The old emperor nodded and said, "There shouldn't be a mistake." ”
Silk...
The sound of gasping sounded, and the atmosphere at the scene fell into an extremely depressing and heavy atmosphere.
"In that case, it's probably Qiu Changkong who has done something, otherwise, with the talent of the champion Hou, how could he not receive the invitation!"
Lin Xueyi said in a deep voice, her eyes full of solemnity.
"What can I do about this? Qiu Changkong has such a big man as the backstage, isn't it sure that he can join the Emperor Heavenly Divine Guard?"
A golden-robed elder said.
"That's not necessarily, the selection of the Emperor Heavenly Divine Guard has its own rules, it is not that you can join steadily if you have a backer, and in the end, it depends on your own strength!"
Ling broke the Heavenly Dao.
"Not bad!"
The others nodded.
Despite this, the atmosphere at the scene was still extremely depressing.
"Seniors, don't worry so much, when the time comes, it's just a big battle, who will kill the deer?
At this time, Lu Ming said loudly.
There was not the slightest discouragement on his face, and his body stood straight, still confident and resolute, like a sharpshooter that shattered the sky.
The soldiers will block, the water will cover the earth, even if there is a backstage in the autumn sky?
It's just a big deal.
"Champion Hou is right, things have not reached the worst step, we don't need to be discouraged, at the moment only to continuously improve our strength is the king. ”
Lin Xueyi said.
Then they returned to the main hall, and after a while, they departed.
It's just that everyone's psychology has weighed on a big stone, and it is difficult to put it down for a while.
Lu Ming returned to the big tent of the Red Blood Barracks, entered the Supreme Temple, and sat cross-legged.
"Strength, no matter what situation you face, as long as your own strength is strong enough, you can solve everything. ”
Lu Ming said secretly in his heart.
Immediately, with a wave of his hand, a bunch of spirit grass appeared on the platform.
Lu Ming planned to start cultivating the Ten Thousand Souls Battle Body.
He hadn't cultivated his physical body for a while, the reason was that there were no high-grade spirit grasses, and those first-level and second-level ones had too poor results when they cultivated, and they wasted time.
During this time, the big battles were one after another, and Lu Ming killed a large number of martial arts powerhouses and obtained the other party's storage ring, but there were a lot of fourth-level spirit grasses.
Before Lu Ming, he had already achieved a fifth-grade physical body, and only the fourth-level spirit grass could only have a great effect when it was promoted.
Immediately, with a wave of his hand, two fourth-level spirit grasses were grabbed by Lu Ming in his hands, and he began to operate the Ten Thousand Spirits Battle Body exercises.
It didn't take long for the two spirit grasses to turn into the qi of all spirits, penetrating into the depths of Lu Ming's physical body, refining the strength of the physical body.
After refining the two strains, he took out two more strains.
Time passed slowly in Lu Ming's cultivation.
......
Suzaku-in, the residence of Yanlan.
"Lan'er, are you really going to that place?"
Yan Lan looked at Mu Lan a little anxiously.
"Grandpa, is there any other way to do it now? Only by going to that place can I get an invitation letter for Lu Ming, and Lu Ming can participate in the selection of the Emperor Heavenly Divine Guard!"
Mu Lan said with a resolute face.
"Lan'er, you have to think about it. ”
Yan Lan sighed.
(End of chapter)