Fantasy: On the first day of divorce, double pupils will be rewarded

A look of shock appeared on Qin Wuyong's old face.

Heavy pupil!

Eucharist!

Different fire!

He has too many cards!
It is also difficult for a top-grade fairy weapon to match it!
legend…

The double pupil is the eye that opens the sky. In ancient times, it tore apart the Dao domains of the heavens, causing the luck of the Dao domains to be lost!
but…

The double pupil is also the eye of creation!
Open your eyes and close your eyes, you can open up the universe!
Even Qin Wuyong, this is the first time he has seen double pupils!
Eyes are complicated.

"You... are Han Ding!"

Qin Wuyong pushed away the "incompetent son" and held Han Ding's hand as if he had found a treasure.

"..."

Hinton nodded.

The middle-aged man in the purple-blue robe in front of him should be Qin Lang's father, the head of Yuanlong Holy Land!
And his character...

It is quite similar to Qin Lang.

Han Ding took a step back, shook off Qin Wuyong's hand, and saluted: "I've seen the master..."

This scene.

This made Qin Wuyong highly appreciative.

This son is not surprised by honor or disgrace, but he is a man who can be made!
The key is to cultivate well!

Even in the Yuanlong Holy Land, it can still be ranked in the forefront.

On the other hand, his ineffective son...

Seems so bad?
at the same time.

The voice of the Holy Lord Yuanlong seemed to travel through the past and the present, and slowly fell on everyone's ears, like thunder: "Han Ding... enters the palace."

sound off.

Everyone in Qi Tianfeng was in an uproar.

"This... this is the voice of the Holy Master, his old man...!!"

"Why is Han Ding the only name?? Could it be..."

"That is to say, the other 19 people have been excluded...and Han Ding, he will have the opportunity to become the real Son of Perfection!"

"There hasn't been a perfect Holy Son in the Yuanlong Holy Land for a hundred years, Han Ding... he... no, it should be called His Highness the Holy Son!!"

Countless disciples projected envious expressions.

Pupils open!
Hard to shake the fairy weapon!

Everyone, how dare you not accept it?
With just this one blow, Qin Lang can't get close to three meters!

Han Ding's name resounded throughout the Yuanlong Holy Land.

Countless disciples also agree with Han Ding's identity! !

……

Yuanlong Holy Land.

Purple Pavilion.

A splendid palace built entirely of sky hook jade.

Qin Wuyong led Han Ding slowly along a straight road.

Go to a glazed door.

Han Ding stopped.

Bowing and saluting, he said loudly: "Disciple Han Ding, see the Holy Master."

This scene fell into Qin Wuyong's eyes.

Can't help but praise again and again: "Good!"

"very nice!"

"It's more than a star and a half stronger than my ineffective son!"

"..."

Han Ding's expression was calm.

But he complained secretly in his heart: Along the way, what I heard most was "that incompetent son"!
but…

Indirectly, Qin Wuyong, as the head of the Yuanlong Holy Land, has an easy personality to get along with.

No airs!

But I don't know, what kind of person is the Holy Lord?
thinking about...

hum!
The glazed door opens automatically...

It can be seen that the space in the hall is huge, stretching for an unknown number of miles!

It's clearly a palace, but it's like a small world!

The spirit of the fairy is strong!

The river of sun, moon and stars swirls in it, and the divine pattern of the avenue floats in the sky!
The falling stars are clearly very far away, but they give people the illusion that they are within reach.

"This…"

Han Ding's pupils shrank suddenly.

The power of double pupils is slowly released: [Double pupils break false]!
"Above the Extreme Realm of the Emperor's Dao——The Empty Dao preserves the Truth!"

"Using the virtual to transform the real, only this level can create this world..."

Han Ding stood there, stunned for a moment.

Qin Wuyong said with a smile: "With your aptitude, at most a thousand years, you can enter such a miraculous realm... Don't be envious, honestly practice in Yuanlong Holy Land!"

"Don't be like my ineffective son who is always far above the top!"

"Thousands of years..."

Han Ding sighed secretly.

The improvement of each level of the fantasy world requires luck, chance, epiphany, and even vicious methods. Otherwise, even if you step into the extreme realm of the emperor,
It is also impossible to enter the 'Virtual Dao Preserving the True'!

At this time...

Han Ding followed Qin Wuyong, and within a few steps, he had already arrived in front of the Holy Master! !
【So close to the end of the world】

Spin to see…

A young old man in a white robe, with a body as tall as a hundred feet, is surrounded by golden lotus flowers, surrounded by fairy mist.

Mysterious and extraordinary!

In the shadows, Han Ding used the power of double pupils to see the true face of the Holy Lord clearly!

In his thirties, he has a very good face, and there is a golden seal on his forehead, shining brightly.

Especially his smile gives people a sense of intimacy!
Hinton understands...

The Holy Master Yuanlong in front of him is the strongest one he has seen so far!
"See Holy Lord!"

Han Ding bowed and saluted.

"But I don't know... the real combat power of the Holy Lord Yuanlong is so tyrannical..."

'One thought to cut the galaxy? '

"If that's the case, my cultivation is too weak..."

Just when Han Ding was thinking wildly.

The peaceful voice of the Holy Master Yuanlong came:
"Since the battle a hundred years ago, there has never been a Son of Perfection in Yuanlong Holy Land."

"Juniors often fight with this. Even if there are a few boys who have reached the realm of Shenhuo, their strength is extraordinary. I still haven't nodded in agreement."

"Do you know why?"

heard.

Han Ding couldn't help complaining.

If you have something to say, just say it directly, beat around the bush...

I just entered the Xuanyuan Domain, how do I know the difference?

"Disciples dare not be distracted."

Hinton agreed.

Lord Yuanlong seemed to know Han Ding's answer.

Satisfied nod.

As soon as he lifted his hand, he saw the stars hanging in the air, colliding with each other, and there was a loud noise that shook the sky.

The Lord Yuanlong smiled lightly: "In this small world, I am an invincible existence. With a wave of my hand, the stars are wiped out.

But in this world where there are thousands of ways and planes criss-crossing, who dares to claim to be invincible? "

"Yuanlong Holy Land is the top power in Zhongtianyu, so it is natural to choose the best.

The essential definition, the so-called completeness, is 'true self', 'semi-illusion', 'heavenly existence', 'ksitigarbha', 'emergence', 'shelter', 'responsibility', 'wuwei', 'mingxiu', 'invincible'..."

"People who need to satisfy these personalities, among hundreds of millions of people... there is very little one!"

"For a hundred years, I have seen this from you... As for the selection of other holy places, they have long been out of the definition of perfection, and they are only based on strength."

A look of astonishment flashed in Han Ding's eyes.

I see…

The pride of the Six Domains, striving for perfection, out of millions of people, only ten people were selected just now!
One of the harshest points is the 'perfect'!
Represents ten personalities!

Can't help thinking of Qin Lang, this son entered the seventh floor of the Venerable in three years!
This kind of talent is hard to find in the world.

But just so...

Complete character, he also does not have.

Han Ding replied calmly, "Disciple...it's just a fluke."

"Ha ha…"

The Holy Master Yuanlong nodded: "So, you are the Holy Land of Yuanlong, the first perfect holy son in a hundred years."

"Seven days later, the coronation ceremony of the Holy Son will be announced to the world!"

Say it.

Lord Yuanlong raised his palm lightly, and the surrounding scene suddenly changed.

Han Ding only felt his body lighten, and he came to Qi Tianfeng's square.

it's here…

Only a few people were left waiting.

Several internal affairs elders, as well as Tian Qiaoer...

And that sad-faced Qin Lang.

"Brother Han! You're back!"

Qin Lang shouted.

The face is full of smiles.

Hastily ran over.

Brother Han?
This name made the mouths of the surrounding disciples wide open, and they looked at Han Ding sympathetically:

"I'm going...which is Qin Lang's first brother??"

"As long as Qin Lang recognizes the eldest brother, there will be some moths on the cliff!"

"I remember years ago...Qin Lang recognized the strongest Tianjiao of our sect as his elder brother, but...he went out and got into a fight with someone. After returning to the sect, his cultivation base plummeted. It's really weird!"

"Hey... It's not easy to be favored by the Holy Lord, so you have to provoke Qin Lang??"

"Is this called provocation?? This is a dog skin plaster!"

He heard the voices of the surrounding disciples discussing.

Han Ding took it lightly.

Looking at Qin Lang's luck reminder again, drastic changes have taken place.