Refining Heaven and Earth

Choosing the Holy King in Jiuyin Palace is a big event, and the news spread, attracting countless young talents.

How many people are fighting for the title of the Holy King, not to mention that this generation of saints is a rare encounter regardless of talent or appearance.

Many people know that there is no possibility of winning the throne of these great events, and they want to go for fun.

The Wang family attached great importance to this, and the ancestors who had not appeared for many years came forward personally and led the people out of Jiujiang City with great vigor.

Fang Bai was also among them. He originally wanted to stay in the Jiujiang City and other four chambers of commerce, and could not bear the entanglement of Wang Yu. Wang Fu's kind invitation.

In addition, it is common for military soldiers to retreat for a few years at a time. It is impossible to determine when the president of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce will leave the customs. It will not take long to go to Jiuyin Palace.

The important thing is that Fang Bai wants to see and let Wang Fu draw his best wishes!

Although the Wang family is not as strong as Qingfeng Pavilion, the displayed strength can not be ignored, especially the younger disciples, the talent is very extraordinary.

A family can have such strength and is very strong!

Skyline Road streamer lasing, all in the same direction, the destination is self-evident.

For the past five days, I do n’t know how many strong people there are, and there are roughly tens of thousands of them. Among them are some strong people who are in the middle of the path.

Wang Yuzhen solved the doubts in his heart. It turned out that the struggle for the Holy King was not only a matter of cultivation, but also a gift.

It is not that the Holy King will win in the end, but also the heart of the maiden. Of course, the ones who usually go to the end are the evil gods. There is no reason for the dissatisfaction.

It's right to think about it. Jiuyin Palace is very strong. There is no shortage of strong people. What is valued is inheritance. The better the Holy King's talent is, the better it will be for the next generation.

To make it awkward, the Holy King is just a tool for reproduction, a powerful tool that cannot be ignored, and a tool many people desire to become.

The chill surged, the world was vast, and the Jiuyin Palace arrived.

Nine is the pole, and Jiuyin is the meaning of the pole, and the palace is in this place.

The mountains are covered with ice, and the mountains can be clearly distinguished from each other by close proximity. A little golden light is scattered in the ice and snow world. It is towering, bright, and magnificent!

"Arrived!"

Wang Fuhua witnessed this situation and expressed his pride, and looked back at Fang Bai with a smile: "Does Brother Fang have interest in meeting the world with me?"

"it is good!"

Looking at the vast world in front of him, Fang Bai said without hesitation that he had no interest in the position of the Holy King and had not thought about it, but wanted to see the strength of the world's heroes.

Humph!

Wang Yu really snorted, but he couldn't open his mouth when he spoke, and his face after the veil was very unsightly, and Wang Fu laughed and laughed.

Everyone in the Wang family was confused, so unknown!

"Let's go!" The ancestor of the Wang family said lightly.

This person is very strong, Fang Bai could not see the specific cultivation, but he did not feel that Wen Jingyi is strong, the overall strength of the Wang family is still not comparable to Qingfeng Pavilion.

The cold wind swept through, and it was the late period of peeping when everyone set it to the minimum. Naturally they couldn't help them.

Immediately after, the towering palace was in front of him, and all the lights came from all sides at the same time.

In front of it is the gate of Jiuyin Palace, as a sign of respect, and fell from the void ten miles away, and everyone went all the way.

"It's so beautiful here!" Wang Yu murmured.

"Yeah!" Wang Fuhua said with emotion: "Ice, snow and snow, don't have some beauty."

There were more than twenty women standing outside the mountain gate, with three distinctly different clothes in black, blue and red.

Wang Fuhua whispered: "The rules of the Jiuyin Palace are extremely strict. Disciples' clothes are different in color and representative status, but it is extremely easy to distinguish."

Fang Bai naturally understood that this sentence was mentioned to him, regardless of the status of any power, but like Jiuyin Palace, it is rare to use clothes to indicate status.

"Wang Haocang of Jiujiang City has seen all the fairies." The ancestors of the Wang family saluted with fists, dare not neglect.

"It turned out that the VIP of the royal family arrived." A middle-aged beautiful woman in red clothes came out, a smile on her cold face, and said lightly, "Please rest inside, I still have something to do, please forgive me!"

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"Oh?"

Wang Haocang wondered: "Who deserves the fairy to wait here?"

That red-haired middle-aged beauty is very strong, and she feels more powerful than Fang Bai.

"It doesn't matter if I tell you, people from the Temple of Fire are coming." The middle-aged beauty in red clothes said faintly.

"what?"

Wang Haocang lost his voice in horror, and Wang Fu's face became difficult to look instantly.

Temple of Fire!

Jiuyin Palace is the first-class ancestral gate in Dongyu. Needless to say, this temple of fire is more powerful than Jiuyin Palace.

The Temple of Fire is well-known in the Eastern Regions, and it is no exaggeration to say that no one knows, no one knows.

"That won't be spare."

Wang Haocang held his fist and said, under the leadership of his disciples in Jiuyin Palace, he moved inward with a gloomy expression.

The atmosphere was a little dignified. The appearance of the Temple of Fire made Wang Fuhua aware of the crisis. If the Temple of Fire was also here to compete for the Holy King, no one would dare to fight for it.

In front of a behemoth like the Temple of Fire, let alone the princely family, the four major families of Jiujiang City are also flying.

"Sister, did the Temple of Fire come to fight for the Holy King?" Wang Yuzhen asked softly before a blue woman in Jiuyin Palace.

"I don't know!" The blue woman calmly returned.

Wang Yu smiled bitterly and turned to look at Wang Fu's painting, who was silent.

After about half an hour, I came to an ice valley, a hall in the valley, crystal clear, and the whole body was made of ice.

Fang Bai secretly surprised, Jiuyin Palace good means.

"You are staying here, the hour is coming, and naturally someone will come to invite you." The voice of the woman in blue is even colder than this Ice Valley. The voice fell, and she turned away.

Jiuyin Palace completely ignored the Wang family, which made Wang Haocang's eyes more gloomy!

"Old ancestor!" Wang Fuhua was about to speak, and Wang Haocang waved his hand: "Go in and talk."

When everyone entered the Ice Hall, the Wang family must have something to discuss, and Fang Bai left with interest. At this time, Wang Fuhua said, "Fang Xiong stayed."

"Me?" Fang Baiyi looked back in surprise, Wang Fu nodded and said, "There is nothing to avoid, let's talk together."

Wang Haocang didn't say much, Fang Bai had to sit down.

At this time, there were only three people left in the hall, Wang Haocang, Wang Fuhua, and Fang Bai, and even Wang Yuzhen retreated.

Fang Bai suddenly felt that things were unusual and important disciples of the Wang family did not stay. Why did he leave him an outsider?

Fighting for the position of Holy King is far from enough for his strength, at least in Wang Fu's paintings, why should he bring him?

Before speaking, Fang Bai realized that what he said next might be unusual.

"Brother Fang, this time I would like to ask you to help me!" Wang Fuhua said in a deep voice.

"what?"

Despite his preparations, Fang Bai was taken aback, and smiled bitterly: "Brother Wang is serious, and his strength is low, so he is afraid of weakness."

Wang Fu painting said in a straight line: "Brother Fang need not be arrogant. You have such strength, don't know if you would like to help me this time?"

Fang Bai heard his words and frowned, and his current strength was still a little different from Wang Fuhua, Zhao Xinghe, Chen Changqing, and Meng Hongtu.

If Jiuyong Wonggang and Dragonscale Armor are exposed, he is confident that he can stand invincible, and it is difficult to win if he wants to win, unless he enters that crazy state.

But Wang Fuhua didn't know this, and why he asked him for help, and thought carefully, Fang Bai felt that there was only one possibility, that is, his practice of refining!

The barbaric continental body is so rare that it ’s rare to hear it when it comes to the level of introspection. Therefore, Wang Fu draws so much attention when he learns that he is a body practitioner.

"Is the King's Word really the same?"

Suddenly remembering the scene when the Four Chambers of Commerce first met, Fang Bai couldn't help shaking his head and grinning, thinking that Wang Yu had really moved his mind. Now when I think of it, there is no purpose.

It's ridiculous to be amorous!

"Brother Fang?"

"I can do my best to help you, if I know what I should do."

"That's natural." Wang Fuhua said with a smile.