Since the world of nine uncles is immortal

Chapter 345 Sheng Ao's First Show
For Wang Yu's request, Qingcang nodded without thinking too much about the gains and losses, and agreed: "Sheng Ao is the pride of my human race. In the era of our weak human race, the more talents the better, I will take care of him without Wang Sheng's entrustment." Good for him."

Hearing this, Wang Yu nodded kindly and reached out to take out several jade slips, which recorded some of the exercises he had gained over the years, and the depths pointed directly to the emperor's realm.

Although it is not systematic, it should be a great gift to Qing Cang who is at a loss in the future.

Just when Wang Yu was about to point out the value of these jade slips, but he owed Qing Cang a favor, a sword cry sounded from the holy city: "Blood-eater Sheng Ao handed over the medicine king in your hand. Teach yourself to bark three times, and I will let you go, otherwise today will be your memorial day next year."

Wang Yu, who was about to speak, heard that the matter involved Sheng Ao, frowned and probed towards the source of the sound, only to see several humanoid creatures covered in red and blue blocking the entrance of the holy city, aggressively rushing at the cheap junior brother Sheng Ao cursed loudly.

"Three powerful people and one half-sacred, how dare such a few people from the ancient race rush to the gate of the holy city to shout and curse? Fellow Daoist Qingcang, the situation of the human race in the Northern Territory looks a little bad!"

Facing Wang Yu's inquiry, Qingcang smiled wryly: "Wang Sheng doesn't know something. Although you are afraid of the people of the ancient clan who slaughtered hundreds of clans and ancestors in the starry sky outside the territory, but the thousands of clans on the ancient star of the Big Dipper are ashamed." After all, there is still a layer of separation.

Although the ancestor kings of hundreds of clans who chased out of the starry sky already accounted for about [-]% of the ancestor kings of the ancient clan, the remaining [-]% ancestor kings are not something that our Northern Territory humans can resist!
I, Qing Cang, can't be afraid of those ancestor kings, but the human race in the Northern Territory can't be afraid!Compared with the monks of all races behind those ancestor kings, there are still too few monks of my human race in the Northern Territory! "

Qingcang's words lingered in Wang Yu's mind for a few turns and then slowly dissipated. He was just a passer-by in this world, let alone in today's human race: "So, the reason why Sheng Ao was Is there a reason for me?"

"Since Wang Sheng's record was passed to Beidou, my human race has indeed been targeted by the Beidou Wanzu a little more times. After all, those Wanzu who regard us as blood food certainly don't want to see another Wang Sheng rise again!"

Regarding Qing Cang’s words, Wang Yu smiled but did not reply. Cutting grass and roots is also one of the purposes of his trip. It is the blood of clan monks.

Wang Yu, who has been sitting on the throne of Heavenly Emperor in the Liaozhai world for decades, is not a holy mother. Although he has not walked the road of emperor, he still has the most basic mentality of thunder, rain and dew.

The conversation was divided into two parts. When Wang Yu and Qingcang were communicating in the fairy building, Sheng Ao also fought with those ancient people who were covered in red and blue.

Seeing the golden flames all over his body, he shot and killed Sheng Ao, a powerful ancient clan with the secret technique of killing, Wang Yu confirmed one thing, Qing Cang's teaching ability is good, Sheng Ao, a cheap junior, has not been It raises waste.

well.

Seeing Wang Yu's smile, Qingcang knew that the strong man who slaughtered the hundred ancestor kings of Beidou was very satisfied with himself. Anyway, he had sold so well, Qingcang didn't mind going further: "Wang Sheng, it's you Do you help Sheng Ao take down the half-sage of the blood race, or should I do it for you?"

"Let Sheng Ao solve it by himself. If he dares to fight against that half-sage of the blood race at the gate of the holy city, he should have his own considerations and preparations. It would be bad for the two of us to intervene."

The development of the battle situation at the gate of the holy city was indeed as Wang Yu expected. Seeing Sheng Ao face to face and killing one of his juniors, the blood-blooded half-sage couldn't sit still.Taking advantage of the fact that Sheng Ao's old power was gone and his new power was not yet born, the Underworld blood clan directly sacrificed its natal magic weapon, a jade Fangtian painted halberd, and struck Sheng Ao at the head.

Facing the sudden sniper attack of a semi-sage with Dacheng King's soldiers, Sheng Ao, who had been prepared in his heart, spit out a fire bead from his mouth and attacked him calmly.

With a bang, a small mushroom cloud rose from the entrance of the holy city.

"Sheng Ao is really prepared for the fire beads condensed from the colorful glazed fire in the fire domain." After seeing Sheng Ao's method to meet the enemy, Qingcang, who was already ready to help him, withdrew his right arm.

After confirming that Sheng Ao had a backup, Qingcang's talk came up again: "The fire domain is a place of enlightenment and enlightenment of the Holy Spirit of the Great Perfection of Fire, and there are methods arranged by someone in it to cultivate the seeds of immortal fire. It is not surprising that Sheng Ao can get some fortune from that place.

However, if he only relied on some colorful glazed fire beads, he might suffer a big loss today. Wang Sheng, do you think Sheng Ao will have any backup. "

"I don't know, but this kid never fights unprepared battles. He will definitely not suffer a big loss today." Wang Yu, who had never participated in Sheng Ao's growth experience, did not make random guesses. Ao Bingxing's Wang Yu is sure that he will not suffer a big loss.

Besides, even if Sheng Ao was really unprepared, Wang Yu couldn't possibly make arrangements.

Fighting against the same realm, he can tolerate Sheng Ao's defeat or even disability. If Sheng Ao advocates bloody battles without retreating, 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 by relying on his high level, hehe, Wang Yu really can't lift his fist or swing his sword.

The life-and-death fight was not so grueling. Just as the half-sage of the blood clan was resisting the power of the explosion of the colorful glazed fire beads, Sheng Ao had already made a strong move and killed the other two powerful members of the blood clan.

Looking at Sheng Ao, who had been stabbed in the right chest but did not change his face, Wang Yu was even more satisfied with this cheap junior. He has rich combat experience, keen combat intuition, and is decisive and considerate in his actions.

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

Sensing the death of all three clansmen who followed him to the holy city, the wrath of the half-sage of the blood clan who swung a halberd to protect him soared into the sky in an instant: "Despicable blood eater, you deserve to die - cut down the stars."

A half-moon-shaped light pierced the void and slashed towards Sheng Ao. Judging by the power, it was indeed possible to shake the stars.

Ok?I don't know if meteors are considered stars?

Just when the half-moon-shaped divine power was about to add to his body, Sheng Ao's sea of ​​bitterness shone brightly, and a formation exuding golden light was sacrificed by him to block in front of him.

"Stress-style killing array? Where did this kid get it? Tomb? Secret storage?" At a glance, Wang Yu saw through the utility of the Xuanyu Terrace that Sheng Ao took out. After all, in the outer starry sky , he has had a head-to-head encounter with the emperor's pattern.

Although the emperor's formation patterns are severely incomplete, and their power is less than one-tenth of the heyday, only a small corner, but it also greatly enriches Wang Yu's insights on the formation pattern.

"It should be the tomb of an ancient saint of our human race. A few days ago, on the border of the Northern Territory, there was a mausoleum of a fellow Taoist who belonged to the ancient race. Sheng Ao also haunted there at that time."

(End of this chapter)