I am the leader of Huangquan

"According to previous estimates, he is a mortal who has traveled around the world and met eminent monks. He is now around 30 to 50 years old." Baichong Island Master said lightly, "In 30 more years, he will only be 80 years old."

"The 80-year-old god transformation stage..."

He murmured, "There are not many human geniuses in history who can exaggerate that much. Only heavenly holy monsters and ancient dragon sons who are naturally holy can cultivate so fast."

After this series, it hints from various aspects that he has great potential and shows his fist!

Let all the fit phases present be powerful, believe in him, and believe that he can create the third miracle.

And he did succeed.

The two unbelievable jade beads were in front of him, and the leaders of the major forces of the Righteous Dao League all chose to board his thief boat and gamble their lives with him once!

What an amazing sage, with an amazing personality.

"If I had such a descendant, I would die laughing." Island Master Baichong sighed, his face full of envy.

"Hmph, I'm not weak either. After my spiritual energy recovers, I will not be weaker than the Dapai saint sons from other continents."

The young man said: "Wait for Jingzhou to be on a par with other continents. Master, you are the Great Emperor of Tribulation, and I am the Holy Son of the Great Sect. With my spiritual energy revived, I will accumulate a lot of energy and soon catch up with the geniuses of the other Great Sects, and I will beat them too!" The younger generation, push the world! Let them see how good I am!"

"Pushing the genius of the world, are you treating that young Confucian as a member of our older generation?" The owner of Baihua Island smiled.

The young apprentice was a little embarrassed, "He is the emperor, and it is normal for him to be in the same generation as the master."

The owner of Baihua Island just smiled and didn't say much.

Three years later, that battle must be a very terrifying one for Jingzhou. If they win, Jingzhou will have a future.

Jingzhou became independent.

Comparable to the heyday of other continents, it is a scene they dream of.

But I don't know how many fellow daoists can survive this battle?

He quickly restrained his thoughts, strode forward, pushed away the deep cave of Baichong Island, cupped his fists and said: "My ancestors, please leave the customs."

"Three years later, the sea disaster and ocean currents will strike. It is time to become emperor. The future of Jingzhou will bet on all the future fortunes of our Baichong Island lineage. Success or failure depends on it."

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half a month later.

In the coastal areas, the Sea Clan appeared frequently.

The monks on the border battlefield vaguely sensed that the mermaids in the sea of ​​endless suffering were dispatching a large number of troops, and they didn't know what they were playing.

"Could it be possible, Sea Clan, if they want to attack us, they will also cause a sea disaster?"

"These various tribes are attacking, and we can't see the rise of Jingzhou. Demon disasters, sea disasters, enemies on both sides, we are going to be finished."

Some monks whispered.

The news of the union with the Yuren lineage is known to no one except a few high-level people.

Seeing the actions of the mermaids, they felt that a catastrophe was imminent, and the high-level immortal sects also secretly contributed to the flames, willing to spread the lie of "the mermaids are attacking the human race" to cover up the actions of the mermaids.

And this news spread to Jinghuang City.

On this day, Wu Lang also returned to the imperial study, met eight cabinet ministers, gathered them together, and said: "The four great immortal sects in Jingzhou, Baichong Island, Dao Guzong, Qianhua Pavilion, and Renhuangzong."

"Among them, I, the emperor, are in charge of ordinary people."

"In these years, I have seen your achievements. The exercises have been developed for you. Next, the temporary luck will gather."

The fate skills of the eight of them are almost the same, and they are all the skills of great Confucians and sages.

The text conveys the truth.

Pen and ink kills the enemy.

In fact, the practice of Confucianism and Taoism to kill the enemy is also an alternative way of formation. The brush and ink are used as formation patterns, and the righteousness in the heart is injected into the spirit.

Just like the current artisans, similar to traditional craftsmen... Players develop various exercises, all of which draw on the formations, tools, and methods of mainstream practice in Kyushu.

Not just save trouble.

Or because, if you don't copy and learn from the mature Kyushu Immortal System, it is really difficult to open up a new path one by one.

How many thousands?

Who can do it!

For example, Tiangou wins the Bible, which is a brand-new way, without learning from it...but it is just an example.

"Your Confucianism and Taoism practice are also quite good, and you have already started."

"Practice more pen and ink, write articles, a poem can suppress and kill the enemy, a scroll of couplets, and a plaque hung at the door can also form a formation diagram of a magician to protect the cave."

Wu Lang gave each of them a quota of imperial concubines.

And the blood-skeletal Taoist is hidden in it, very ordinary, basically no abnormal movements in these years.

It's so perfect.

If he hadn't seen his red name, Wu Lang wouldn't have known the other party's details at all.

Taoist Xueke, on the surface respectful, calmly said in his heart: "After hiding for more than three years, I finally became the other party's confidant. In this way, I am afraid that it will not be long before I get close to the other party."

Ding!

[You have a Taoist partner: Taoist Blood Skeleton (Second Floor of Tribulation Transcendence Period)]

[Current favorability: -60 (hatred)]

【Major Fate: Vampire Overlord Body (Purple)】

[Secondary Fate: Dirty Fate (Purple)]

Got it.

Wu Lang's expression remained calm.

I didn't expect that I could get stuck in your attribute page, did I?

Wait until I kill you!

Wu Lang's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled slightly at the eight cabinet ministers: "Everyone, after three years, I will become emperor and truly ascend the throne."

"After ascending the throne, I will invite you to my cave to meet my real body in secret. The eight of you are my confidantes."

Taoist Xueke's face remained unchanged, but he was overjoyed.

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After Wu Lang finished fishing, he returned to the seventh peak.

It is false to say that he will ascend the throne three years later and see them...

It is true that the Taoist is holding the blood.

The underlying meaning is obvious: three years later, you will have the chance to see my real body...don't make trouble these three years, keep hiding.

lest he have any accidents.

"Although, in the past three years, it is basically impossible for him to detect the operations of the major immortal sects, but he still needs to be on guard." He came to Huangquan Road and met Po Meng.

"Senior Meng Po, I'm going to the Buddhist scripture pavilion of the Zongmen." Wu Lang said.

Zongmen Sutra Pavilion is one of the greatest strengths of Huangquan Shengzong.

It can be called the "Huan Shi Shui Pavilion" in the land of Kyushu. There are countless spies throughout the history, and there are various sects and great schools of exercises collected by countless spies.

"Go." Granny Meng nodded, "You have enough points to contribute, and I will deduct whatever you want to look at. You can do whatever you want. I will also open the permissions for you on the highest floors."

Generally speaking, the status is not enough, there are contribution points, and the top content cannot be seen.

obvious.

Granny Meng started a small stove again.

Wu Lang nodded, "Thank you, Senior Po Meng."

After saying goodbye to Po Meng, he walked in.

In the past, he was not interested in this kung fu method. After all, he was practicing new era kung fu.

But now it's different.

"The blood skeleton Taoist's skills are also here in all likelihood. I, the number one demon sect in Huangquan, have ninety-nine out of ten common skills in the world."

Wu Lang himself was backed by the sect with the strongest background, so he could naturally borrow strength secretly.

He began to flip through the catalog and said, "'Vampire Overlord Body' and 'Dirty Fate' let's see what the specific talent effects and shortcomings of these two fates are."

And he quickly flipped through it and found the corresponding exercises.

"Blood Zombie Fight".

Wu Lang kept flipping through the pages, his complexion changed slightly, "It's troublesome, it turned out to be such an outrageous power, it's too bad for us."

He had expected that the other party was weak and had obvious shortcomings.

Siege is easy.

But things were far from smooth sailing.

The opponent's exercises can be called the most tricky and difficult ones.

"Creating zombies, infecting, good at group battles... best at bullying the weak."

Wu Lang took a deep breath, "No wonder he dared to cross Jingzhou by himself. He is indeed a ruthless man, and he is also invincible in the same realm. He is a one-man army."

Wu Lang closed the secret book of exercises.

"He's showing off his power, and if he really wants to start a war, he's afraid that he'll slaughter the immortal sects everywhere, and Jingzhou will be full of zombies, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and the end will come..."

He had a big head, he was silent for a while, and continued to search for the nemesis of this exercise.

The Netherworld Demon Sect follows the route of espionage, and the information network is extremely huge. This kind of record is the most complete. Let's see if there is any restraint method.

Chapter 171 Three Years

The opponent is Moxiu who controls zombies and uses filthy magic weapons.

Good at group battles, dealing with beings who are weaker than themselves.

Afraid of individual combat power stronger than him, sword repair, knife repair and the like, thousands of troops will marry their heads.

"As for me in Jingzhou, I just lack the strength of individual soldiers stronger than him! I was restrained by him alone, and he beat a group of people alone."

call!

Wu Lang took a deep breath.

big head!

People who dare to single out Yizhou are obviously prepared.

Even if he broke through the confinement of Emperor Blood Skeleton to intercept Emperor Zheng of Jingzhou, he was overcome by blood.

Wu Lang continued to look through the exercises, and murmured: "This method of zombies is afraid of the holy way, the way of the emperor, and the Buddha's cultivation..."

I happen to have them here.

It's just that my little Leiyin Temple is too weak, and it's all in the foundation building stage and the Qi refining stage.

Human Sovereign is still at the Golden Core Stage.

On the contrary, there is nothing to do with him!

"Even if we set up a game to gather Buddha's luck and human emperor's luck, at most it will have a slight impact..." Wu Lang kept thinking, observing the exercises to restrain the opponent.

He suddenly saw a skill, frowned and said: "This thing? It might be useful!"

"I have to communicate with the Yuren clan. Although I feel sorry for them, she is a practical and ruthless person who sacrifices to her parents, so she should agree."

A plan slowly took shape in his mind.

The three-year layout, with all the power of the continent, set up an earth-shattering super-large-scale killing situation, hoping that it will be feasible.

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