I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Taichang Kingdom.

Too real.

Yanwu Square.

Many disciples looked at the figure standing at the front, and there was a fiery look in their eyes.

The man was wearing a simple gray robe, and a majestic crimson true essence soared into the sky.

The true essence exuded an extremely hot feeling, and even the surrounding air was faintly distorted.

Lan Wu!

In the middle stage of the realm, the first person of the young generation of the Taizhen Sect, the fierce man of the eighty-fourth place!

Brother, come on!

Brother is the strongest!

Below, the fanatical voices of many disciples came.

And Lan Wu's expression was calm, but he couldn't help clenching his right hand, and there was a hint of hatred in those eyes.

Wang Heng, are you ready? If you are too vulnerable, you will disappoint me. He murmured.

Teacher, do you have confidence in the battlefield of the ruins this time?

On the side, an old man said with a smile.

But Lan Wu said calmly, his tone unquestionable, The eight pillars of inheritance must have my place.

good!

Then let the outside world see how outstanding the disciples of my Taizhen Sect are!

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile.

It's almost time, I should leave too, master, you just wait for the good news from your apprentice.

call out!

After speaking, amidst the cheers of many disciples, Lan Wu turned into a red rainbow and disappeared into the sky.

Red Moon Country, Su Family, Backyard.

In the emerald pool water, a vast white mist swirls, blocking the line of sight, and in it, there is a voluptuous figure looming, its figure is graceful, and its gestures, although it cannot be seen clearly, makes people feel even more unbearable.

Miss, it's almost time. The Patriarch asked me to inform you, go to the lobby, and then we can set off.

Outside the pool, a barefoot maid came over, holding the clothes in both hands, and reminded softly.

Following the maidservant's voice, there was a chuckle like a kingfisher in the pool.

Then the beauty stood up, letting her long hair hang down in front of her body, she moved lightly with lotus steps, step by step out of the pool.

The body as smooth as jade stepped out of the pool, making the maidservant standing outside blushed at this moment, feeling her ears burning and her heart beating wildly.

I saw that small face was extremely charming, like a succubus that captivated people's hearts, with glances, smiles, and every move, they all exuded a strange charm, as if they could arouse the most instinctive desire in people's hearts.

The maid didn't dare to look at her anymore, she lowered her head and carefully waited for Su Meier to get dressed.

Su Meier looked at the shy maidservant, gently stretched out the tip of her pink tongue, slipped past the maidservant's ear, and there was a bewitching light in the phoenix eyes.

Ah, no miss!

The maid trembled all over and begged for mercy.

Xiaoju, you are still so sensitive. Su Meier smiled coquettishly, her little hand had already climbed onto the maidservant's upper body.

Little Miss, it's not possible now, the Patriarch is still waiting in the lobby.

The maidservant replied in a delicate voice, her tone already limp.

Hearing the maidservant's answer, Su Meier stopped her hands, put her lips close to her ear, hooked her hands together, and said angrily, Stay at home and wait for me to come back.

Um……

The maidservant responded shyly in a low voice.

Afterwards, Su Meier wore a black dress, and with a movement of her delicate body, she disappeared within a few flashes.

...

In a deep forest.

One person and one beast are fighting to the death.

The monster was as big as a house, but was pushed back step by step by the thin figure opposite.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

The figure was dressed in a black robe, and his whole body was filled with bloody aura.

With each swing of the sword, this top-level monster of the second rank was oppressed until it couldn't breathe.

After swiping dozens of swords in a row, a trace of blood flashed in the man's eyes. He jumped up and slashed forward. The blood-red true essence condensed on the sword, and turned into a life-threatening bloody arc with the slash.

puff!

The man jumped over the monster and squatted down, and the huge monster's body stiffened immediately, and then a thin line appeared on the neck, and then the ferocious head shot up to the sky, and blood gushed out.

The man was bathed in blood like this, and walked out step by step, with a murderous look on his body.

——Wang Heng!

Five years have now passed since that day!

In the past five years, he traveled around the world, entered and exited various dangerous places, fought various enemies and monsters, and passed by death countless times.

But in the end, he survived!

One hundred forged to become strong.

In the past five years, his cultivation has progressed from the late stage of the Profound Realm to the Great Consummation of the Profound Realm, and even more so. At this time, he is only a thin line away from the Realm. As long as he has the right opportunity, he can complete the breakthrough!

But more importantly, at the moment when he passed by death countless times, he understood the meaning of death!

The meaning of silence, dead silence and destruction, is also among the best in many artistic conceptions, extremely difficult to deal with.

With a body in the profound realm and comprehending the power of artistic conception, Wang Heng at this time can already be called the pride of heaven! Proud of the Profound Realm!

With all the means now, Wang Heng is even sure that if he dreams back to five years ago, he can really kill Lanshan by relying on all the means he has now!

but.

not enough!

A deep voice came from Wang Heng's throat, his eyes were blood red, but his eyes were calm.

With the current strength, it is not enough, far from enough!

Lan Wu is too strong!

The cultivation base of the middle stage of the realm, but his combat power is definitely more than that of the ordinary middle stage of the realm.

With his current means, it is far from enough!

Five years is still too little!

His current talent may not be weaker than that of the opponent.

But his cultivation time was really too short.

This cultivation base is the short board that he can't overcome!

If he was given another twenty years, perhaps, he would have the qualifications to fight against the opponent, but in reality there is no such thing.

We must find opportunities in the ruins battlefield to break through to the early stage of the realm. In this way, with that secret technique, we have a 10% chance.

If I look for another opportunity after breaking through the boundary in the ruins battlefield, then, if I try my best, I will have a 30% chance.

As Wang Heng analyzed in his heart, the bloody true essence that lingered all over his body suddenly poured into his body, and the blood red in his eyes also dissipated. His face was firm and resolute, just like when he made the decision five years ago.

The entrance between two towering peaks.

A figure came out of the valley step by step.

It was only after the figure walked in that I could see its face clearly. It was a young man in a black suit.

His face is plain and unadorned, and his breath is dark, just like an ordinary person, if he is placed outside, he will have no sense of existence.

On his back was a long gun wrapped in black cloth, which was equally plain and unremarkable.

He raised his head, and his eyes, which were as black as ink, looked at an extremely distant place.

The battlefield of the ruins.

I don't know how many people are worth my shot this time?

I hope it's not too boring.

The long spear behind him also vibrated slightly at this time, and a power was brewing at the tip of the spear, longing for a suitable opponent.