War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

"Don't welcome me?"

Dong Lingtian grinned and refused to continue to walk towards the old man standing at the gate of the Fuzhong government. [匕匕^^奇^^中^^文^^网]

He stepped out every step of the way, and his purple robe was turbulent, like a group of purple flames constantly rising, exuding a burst of sultry atmosphere.

Seeing the paragraph Ling Tian ignored his words, the old man's face sank, picked up the wine gourd and poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth, did not swallow, just contained in the mouth.

Suddenly.

"Go back!"

One Yuan Lie Condensed, and instantly penetrated into the eardrum of Ling Tian, ​​so that Du Ling’s mind was shocked.

When Duan Lingtian’s heart was shocked, the old man had an action.

Hey!

I only saw him open his mouth and spit out the wine that he had just swallowed. The wine was shot from his mouth, like a sharp arrow, and it was like a wind.

It’s like a drink that turns into a sharp arrow. In the middle of the road, it rises and rags and swells. It flies toward Duan Lingtian and turns into a rocket.

It seems that if you don’t kill Duan Lingtian, you won’t stop.

Beyond the void, the power of the heavens and the earth is turbulent, and the vision of the heavens and the earth is condensed. One thousand and eight hundred ancient horned dragons appear in the air, and then the claws of the teeth are thrown at Duan Lingtian.

The virtual reality is seven.

The concept of seven high-level fires.

The former is comparable to the power of a thousand ancient horned dragons!

The latter is comparable to the power of eight hundred ancient horned dragons!

Of course, even if the power of a thousand ancient horned dragons is displayed, the old man still has reservations.

After all, the seven-powered martial arts like him, it is reasonable to say that it is impossible to comprehend only one kind of 'intentionality'.

However, in his view, the power he is now showing is enough to deal with the unbelievable hair boy.

However, soon, the old man realized that he was wrong.

The mistake is outrageous.

"How is it possible?!"

I thought that I could see Duan Lingtian being stunned by the old man who pierced the flame with a sharp arrow.

When he muttered to himself, his tone was full of incredible.

In the distance, the attack he showed was instantly defeated.

The 1,800-headed ancient horned dragon shadow disappeared.

The moment before.

In the face of the arrow that was shot in the old population, Duan Lingtian did not seem to see the general, and he continued to move toward the old man.

When the arrow that entangled the flame was close at hand, he was about to penetrate his chest, and he finally had an action.

Call!

I saw him lift his hand with lightning, and then pointed out, greet the arrow with the power of 1,800 ancient horned dragons. The power of condensation condensed from his fingertips, destroying the wine. Condensed arrow.

Boom!

A loud noise, Duan Lingtian pointed out the attack of the old man.

From beginning to end, Duan Lingtian shot lightning, and even the power of the heavens and the earth did not have time to react, let alone condense the vision of heaven and earth.

The speed of Duan Lingtian’s shot is that the old man is not able to see clearly.

Because of this, the old man will feel incredible.

"What the **** are you?!"

The old man’s waist is suddenly straight, stepping out, and looking at Duan Lingtian with a look of dignity, “What are you doing with my host?”

"A nameless person wants to borrow him to read it."

Dong Lingtian said faintly.

The voice just fell, Duan Lingtian's foot trembled, and instantly became a hurricane, lightning disappeared in front of the old man's eyes, so that the old man's face changed greatly.

At the same time as the color change, he hurriedly chased the house behind him.

The spacious Fuzhong House, the front yard is full of flowers and plants, there is a pavilion in the middle, a gray coat is standing there, the brow is locked, it seems to be thinking about something.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, it seems to be aware of what the gray old man frowned and looked out of the pavilion.

Where, I don’t know when there is a figure, a purple figure.

Looking at the purple youth in front of me, the old man in gray is a little surprised.

The speed of the other party is so fast that he will not respond until the other party arrives. This undoubtedly shows the strength of the other party.

In addition, he can break into his house, and the other side has undoubtedly passed the old brother who has followed him for many years.

His old brother, the strength is not worse than him.

"Hello are you ‘devil’?”

The gray old man asked.

"Do you think I am like a "demon"?"

The purple-shirt youth, it’s Duan Lingtian who came in, and after hearing the words of the old man in gray, his eyes looked weird and asked.

The gray-haired old man heard the words and couldn’t help but sneak up. Then he asked with some surprise: "Isn’t you not a ‘devil’?”

The age of the young purple man in front of him seems to be around twenty-five years old. If he is not a 'demon', but a human warrior, then his true age is no more than thirty years old.

For most of his life, he still has some eyesight.

Just, no more than thirty years old, can have such strength, and he can't help but feel a little ridiculous.

You must know that even the second-rate force in the north of the area of ​​the North Desert, the 'Northern Emperor', the first person of the contemporary youth, "Xu Qing," is 37 years old and has no such strength.

This is why he thinks the other person is a 'demon'.

With the strength shown by the other side, matching the other's young appearance, one has to suspect that he is not a human being, but a ‘devil’.

"I am not a ‘devil’, it doesn’t matter... I came to you this time, mainly because I want to borrow something from you.”

Duan Lingtian did not answer the question of the old man in gray, that is, the problem of Zeng’s elder ‘Zeng’s, but directly opened the door to explain his intentions.

"Master!"

At this time, the old man arrived, and stopped in front of Zeng Wei, as if he was willing to make a "shield" for him.

"I don't know what you want to borrow from me?"

After I asked, my face was calm and I was not panicked at all.

"I heard that you recently got a map that included the 'Weak Water River'... I came here to borrow the map from you and read up to twenty breathing hours. I will return it to you."

Dong Lingtian did not turn around and bluntly said.

When you hear Duan Lingtian’s words, whether you are an old man or a Zeng, you can’t help it.

They didn't expect that Duan Lingtian was just borrowing a ‘map’.

"You originally came for that ‘map’.”

Half-sound, Zeng Yi took the lead to return to God and smiled. "This is a trivial matter for me, not worth mentioning... However, you are both looking to borrow a map from my hand, no matter Things are big and small, they should all be owed to me."

"I don't know... If I lend the map to you, how can you return me?"

Zeng Yu looked at Duan Lingtian with great interest, he asked.

Of course, although he said this in his mouth, he didn’t think so. He just wanted to see how this strong, seemingly young man would respond to him.

For him, lending a map in his hand to the other party to read twenty breathing hours, just a little effort, nothing.

But the other party is directly at his house, but he has to make it difficult to make it difficult.

"Humanity?"

When I heard Zeng’s words, Duan Lingtian was not surprised. He seemed to have prepared for him. He said faintly: “I heard that you have a deep knowledge of the 'inscription on the mark'... so that you will borrow the 'map' Give me a look at twenty breathing hours, and I will answer a puzzle on the 'Inscription of the Inscriptions'.

Dong Lingtian’s words are extremely random, and the clouds are light and windy.

However, listening to Zeng’s ear, but Zeng can’t help it.

"Hey! Just for you, also in front of my master to talk about 'the technique of the inscriptions'? My master's accomplishments in the 'inscriptions on the inscriptions', looking at the land of the northern desert, only the North Mingzong, the impermanence The two 'Inscription Masters' are qualified to compare with him.”

"You are in front of my master's premise ‘the technique of inscriptions’, it’s just a slap in the door, smirking and generous!”

Zeng Wei has not spoken yet, and the old man has ridiculed.

"After looking at the land of the North Desert, only two ‘Inscriptions’ can compare with him?”

When I heard the old man, Duan Lingtian dismissed a smile, "Sit in the sky!"

Sit in the sky!

Dong Lingtian’s words, the old man’s face turned red, and his body was fused with the turbulent mood of the fire, but he did not take it.

He didn't dare to shoot.

The strength of Duan Lingtian, he has seen it, he can easily defeat him.

It is estimated by him that they have been in the family, and I am afraid that only the great elder who has stepped into the ‘thinking of the virtual world’ and who has realized the ‘nine-fold virtual conception’ can deal with him.

"You seem to be very confident about your accomplishments in the 'inscription on the mark.'... So that's the case, then I have to ask your questions."

The strength of the youth in front of the purple dress, I was convinced.

The purple-haired youth is now releasing words and questioning his accomplishments in the ‘inscription on the mark,’ but it makes him a little annoyed.

In his life, he focused on studying ‘inscriptions and tattoos’ and asked for his achievements.

The least, the person who can convince him on the 'inscription on the mark,' he has never seen before.

Because of this, he is very confident about his accomplishments in the 'inscription on the mark.'

Today, however, some people questioned his accomplishments in the ‘inscription on the mark, so that he could no longer sit still.

"Ask for it?"

When I heard Zeng’s words, Duan Lingtian shook his head.

"What? You just said that you are so full, now my host asks you to point him, don't you dare?"

The old man seized the opportunity to satirize the paragraph Ling Tian.

Now, even if it was Zeng Yi, when looking at Duan Lingtian, there was a bit more disdain between the eyebrows, and it was obvious that the old man thought of going.

"When did I say that I dare?"

Duan Lingtian looked at the old man with no expression, then looked at Zeng Yi, and said calmly: "I borrowed the map of your hands to read twenty breathing hours. As a gift, I can answer you in the 'inscription.' 'A problem encountered.'

"As for pointing you out... but it is impossible! I am a person who never makes a loss of 'sales and sales.'"

Dong Lingtian finished his breath.

The word 'sales and sales' is particularly heavy.