Heavenly Lord Asura

"Just left?"

Wutian was stunned. om

I thought the general would have to ask at least some questions. Who knows that he didn't ask anything, didn't say anything, just patted his **** and left?

Is this too simple?

The two Ditian looked at each other, could it be that Linghua Tianshen was so cruel?

Seeing his identity token, dominating the whole continent, dare not even let go?

Needless to say, Su Ying was full of surprises in her heart.

However, she wisely chose to remain silent, without asking half a word.

Because as long as you can enter the eight great gods, other things are no longer important.

Old Yu glanced at the four of them, looked at Su Ying and said, "You go back to the Profound Palace and get ready, and come here tomorrow morning."

"Yes."

Su Ying bowed, looked at Wutian three people thoughtfully, and turned away.

When Su Ying walked out of the courtyard and closed the wooden door, Yu Lao sat back on the stone bench and asked, "Frankly explain, why should you bring Su Ying with you?"

Wutian thought without hesitation: "Because Han Tian likes her."

"Uh!"

Han Tian was surprised.

Di Tian touched his nose, suppressing the smile in his heart.

Old Yu looked at Han Tian with weird eyes, and only after a moment did he say with a deep meaning: "I know that young people are in good health, but it is better to be restrained."

Han Tian's face twitched slightly, and he said, "Junior, remember the teachings of Lao Yu."

"Yep."

Old Yu nodded and sighed: "You three little bastards, you can even kill Zhao Shuangjin. It seems that the old man has always underestimated you!"

"Kill Zhao Shuangjin? Yu Lao, what do you mean by this?" Wutian asked in confusion.

"Didn't you kill Zhao Shuangjin?" Yu Lao asked back.

Wutian shook his head and said, "We have never seen Zhao Shuangjin."

"never seen it?"

Old Yu raised his eyebrows, looked at Wutian, then looked at the two Han Tian.

Seeing Mr. Yu, the two hurriedly nodded, their faces also full of suspicion.

"The three little **** don't seem to be lying. Could it be that there are others?"

Old Yu whispered in his heart, and immediately said: "You tell me about the situation at that time."

Wutian nodded and said: "At that time, Ji Boyun was holding the quasi-great jihadists. The three of us knew that he was invincible. We also knew that he only had the cultivation base of the ninth calamity. Okay, so we desperately exploded the Nine Tribulations Transformation Tribulation Saint Soldier and spent time with him."

"How many did you blew up?"

Hearing this, Yu Lao couldn't help but asked curiously.

Wutian said truthfully: "Almost two dozen pieces."

Old Yu's face immediately twitched.

The other Xuan Gong disciples regarded the Nine Tribulations Transformation Tribulation Saint Soldiers as their fate.

However, these three **** in front of them, unexpectedly blew more than 20 pieces at a time, they are really more popular than others!

Upon seeing this, Wu Tian smiled, and then said: "We blew up more than 20 sacred soldiers, and finally broke a crack in the quasi-great jihadist soldiers. Ji Boyun's vitality is about to be exhausted, who knows At this moment, he also blew himself up as a quasi-great jihadist, which terrified us at that time."

Di Tian nodded and said: "Yes, when Ji Boyun blew the quasi-great jihadists, we fleeed desperately, but we still couldn't escape. The moment we were swept by the destructive force, we were directly unconscious. We thought it was death this time. It's settled, unexpectedly survived in the end."

Old Yu frowned and asked, "What did you see after you woke up?"

Wutian shook his head and said, "There was nothing but the three of us, but when we woke up, we found a very strange thing."

"What's the matter?" Yu Lao asked.

Wutian said: "In the whole process, we were only in a coma for about a hundred breaths, and we also found that when we were in a coma, someone was helping us to heal our injuries."

"How to say?"

Old Yu was puzzled.

Wutiandao: "Because there is a mysterious energy in us, repairing our injuries."

"Mysterious energy... Could it be... Linghua Heavenly God is helping them secretly?"

Old Yu glanced at the three, thinking silently in his heart.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.

For a moment, Yu Lao said: "After entering the eight great gods, you can only come out once every thousand years, so if you have any private affairs, you should quickly deal with it."

Wutian trio raised their eyebrows.

"The junior retire."

Looking at each other, the three arched their hands, turned and left side by side.

Walking out of the courtyard and into the crowded street, Han Tian said, "Wu Tian, ​​what are you going to do next?"

Wutian responded, "I plan to go to Fengmen City to see."

Han Tian glanced at him and did not continue to ask questions, because he already knew Wutian's purpose to go to Fengmen City.

Then, he looked at Ditian again, jokingly said: "Aren't you going to see Miao Shanshan?"

Di Tian smiled lightly: "Since there is no destiny, why bother to disturb her life."

"You kid." Han Tian shook his head and smiled evilly: "Go, let's go and have a good time while there is still time. Wutian, we won't accompany you to Fengmen City, see you tomorrow."

Then, he dragged Di Tian and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Wutian shook his head funny, and involuntarily, a graceful figure appeared in his mind.

"Ten years have passed, how are you doing?"

A deep sigh in my heart, Wu Tian disappeared with a flicker.

...

Fengmen City is still as prosperous as before.

Wutian walked on the street, frowning.

Now he has changed his face and name, and it is obviously impossible to use Gu Yi's identity to enter the Yellow Palace.

And the Yellow Palace is heavily guarded, and he wants to go in without knowing it. With his current strength, he can't do it.

Unconsciously, Wutian came to the entrance of the registration hall.

He raised his head and glanced at the top floor, where Shi Jiaoyun lived.

After thinking about it, he finally dispelled the idea of ​​going to Shi Jiaoyun for help.

"What should I do?"

Wutian walked outside the hall where the portal was located, stood in front of the stone ladder, lowered his head, and began to think.

"Hey, Li Buluan, what are you doing in Fengmen City?"

I don't know how long it took, a sudden sound of surprise sounded.

Wutian frowned and looked up, and saw a woman in colorful clothes standing in front of her, looking at herself suspiciously.

Who is this person if he is not Su Ying?

Seeing that it was Su Ying, Wutian had a plan to make a living, his brows stretched out immediately, and he wondered: "So it was you. Why did you come to Fengmen City?"

Su Ying said: "I came to bid farewell to my father. By the way, I forgot to tell you that my father is the pavilion of the Tianbao Pavilion in Fengmen City."

"That's it."

There is no enlightenment.

Su Ying asked: "How about you? Do you have acquaintances in Fengmen City?"

Wutian shook his head and said, "I just wandered around and wandered around. I didn't expect that I would meet you here as a result. Things in the world are really a coincidence."

"Wandering?"

A hint of doubt appeared in Su Ying’s beautiful eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ However, she didn’t think much about it, apologizing: "You helped me enter the eight great gods. I should have thanked you very much, but I have something to go now. A trip to the Yellow Palace, so..."

Wutian waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's just a matter of effort, it's not enough, but I'm a little curious when it comes to the Yellow Palace. Why don't you take me in with you?"

"Are you going to the Yellow Palace?"

Su Yingdai frowned, thought about it, and nodded: "It's okay, anyway, you and Yu Lao are so familiar, it doesn't matter if you take you in, please!"

"Hey, I really envy Miao Shanshan, You Hanyun, and Liu Lili."

"That's not true. I don't know what kind of "shit" luck they have taken, and they will actually be favored by the deputy chief of the underground palace, Ji."

However, just as he entered the hall, this conversation poured into Wutian's ears, making his expression gloomy for an instant. ()