Start from breaking the limits of the human body

'So bearable? '

Wu Dao was slightly surprised by the emotional control of the Holy King. He had dealt with the Holy King twice.

If you are arrogant and arrogant, you will be revenged.

It is all his impressions of the Holy King.

did not expect.

Not seeing each other for a short period of time, it's like changing into a demon. Faced with such humiliation, even if he gets angry, he doesn't show it. It's a big change in temperament.

Those who achieve great things.

It can bend and stretch, and its emotions and anger are invisible.

The holy king at this moment.

It's really a bit of a hero.

kindness……

It is also more fragrant.

Wu Dao looked at the back of the Holy King, and licked his lips without oiliness, as if looking at a peerless beauty.

"Hiss, weird."

under the doorway.

Lu Hongye suddenly felt that a hungry and thirsty beast was eating his body, so he shivered involuntarily, and immediately quickened his pace.

I didn't look carefully before.

After the Holy King appeared.

Take a look.

Wu Daocai discovered that among the long queue at the moment, there were several familiar faces.

King Baotong, King Wansheng, Zhou Heng, and Zhou Prison, these current emperors of the Shenhuang Kingdom, all restrained their sharpness at this moment and moved quietly with the flow.

Even Zhou Prison, who has always been violent and insane.

Nothing happened.

Just keep a cold face the whole time.

A strange attitude that is not easy to provoke.

The team is moving fast.

Except that Zhou Heng and the others caused a lot of commotion because of their origins, which attracted bursts of hostile and sneering eyes.

Nothing happened again.

When Zhengyang is slightly lower.

A majestic shadow covered the green-skinned middle-aged Sun Wusheng who was feigning sleep on the bamboo chair.

"Well...is the sky overcast?"

Sun Wusheng scratched his face, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Wu Dao covering the sky and blocking the sun like a fierce beast, blocking the light of the scorching sun.

Those black eyes that are different from ordinary people.

It is as if the abyss is watching quietly.

Sun Wusheng couldn't help squinting his eyes.

this person...

Some fierce.

"Name, foot mountain gate, and..."

Suppress the inexplicable depression in my heart.

Sun Wusheng had a rare positive form, and asked with a slightly dignified expression.

"Don't ask."

Wu Dao looked indifferent, and patted Sun Wusheng on the shoulder, and scattered a few copper coins out of thin air in his palm, and said calmly:

"Wu Dao, God Desolate Whale King, I am very much looking forward to your coming to me."

finished.

Wu Dao ignored the undisguised cold and disgusted gazes around him, walked with his head held high, and crossed the dragon gate without hindrance.

"Wu Dao... Oh, remember."

Sun Wusheng looked at Wu Dao's broad back as he entered the gate, shook his neck, and smiled ferociously, like a beast locking its prey.

"Zhou Chen, Emperor Shenhuang Daxu."

After Wu Dao was Zhou Chen, who also reported his origin with a calm expression, and also ignored the strange eyes looking at the pests around him, and entered Longmen Town calmly.

What happened in front of the gatehouse.

Ordinary people in Longmen Town don't know how powerful it is, they just watch it as something new and exciting.

after all.

The town is not well-known within a few hundred miles, and there are very few foreign visitors in the past, but there are so many here today, so it's not new.

Not to mention.

These outsiders are all dressed in rich clothes, and they look like they are not short of money. If they can make a fortune, this year will be considered a bumper harvest.

but.

This group of people is also the master of serving food when they meet people.

Sun Wusheng is usually a tyrant in the small town, not to say that he is unscrupulous, but he is responsible for the security of the entire town, and he holds the power of force in the town, so he cannot be offended easily.

From Sun Wusheng's attitude.

It's not hard to see either.

Wu Dao and the others must have provoked Sun Wusheng, so naturally they avoided it if they could, so as not to cause embarrassment.

then.

Wu Dao and others entered the town.

They were basically ignored by the townspeople.

"This young man is really suave, handsome and talented. I don't know if he came to the town to enjoy the mountains and rivers, or to stay in a top-notch hotel. We are a century-old Yuelai Inn..."

"Hey, what a handsome girl, come here, where you want to go, my aunt will show you the way..."

"Although our Longmen Town is a little poor, but the mountains are not high, there are immortals, and there are many places of interest..."

"Take a look, the fine clay figurines that have been handed down for two hundred years, the first-class treasures handed down from generation to generation..."

Solicitors, tour guides, Wang Po sells melons...

With the entry of outsiders.

The black ones rushed forward, chattering with enthusiasm.

Only Wu Dao and Zhou Chen's side was deserted and lively, as if they were in two worlds.

Don't think about it.

The previous holy kings and the others.

Most of them are treated like this.

Wu Dao glanced at the group of Hong Yuan Tianjiao surrounded by the residents of the small town, and frowned slightly.

It's not that he's unbalanced.

but...

Too many!

The ten fingers who have the qualification to leap over the Dragon Gate in the entire Shenhuang can be counted.

But outside of the wilderness.

Just what Wu Dao witnessed with his own eyes, there were no less than dozens of people, let alone a long queue outside.

This gap...

call~

Take a breath of turbid air.

Wu Dao didn't think about it anymore.

Because it's not unreasonable.

to be honest.

The current Shenhuang is a wild and backward countryside.

Nine kalpas, one kalpa, one kalpa, exploitation.

up to now.

The whole world has shrunk by an unknown number of times.

A region where extraordinary factors exist.

That is even a remote place that is probably not as good as Hong Yuan's Great World when integrated.

Such a big gap.

Why should it be compared with the prosperous 'metropolis' of others.

Difficulty out of a real dragon?

Don't be funny.

How many real dragons can be raised in the poor mountains and bad waters?

What can be achieved by painstaking efforts and painstaking efforts? What can be compared with those who win at the starting line?

perhaps……

This is also the reason why the Nine Tribulations God Desolation Tribulation was defeated.

From the beginning.

This is an extremely unfair situation.

The oppression of the rich against the poor.

"At least, they don't decide the rules of the game."

Zhou Chen also sighed, and seemed to know what Wu Dao was thinking, fearing that Wu Dao would be pessimistic, he comforted him.

"Does the supernatural being Hong Yuan have the theory of nine transformations and four steps?"

But Wu Dao was not at all pessimistic, he just asked a question without thinking.

"Hong Yuan has no way to suppress, there is no such saying, but..."

Zhou Chen shook his head and said solemnly:

"Their cultivation environment is much better than ours, except for the most difficult horizontal training, whether it is soul training or supernatural powers.

It is very easy for Tianjiao and evildoers to cultivate, and often one person can master the inherited supernatural powers of several great forces and various top-notch soul refining methods.

It is said that during the Nine Tribulations.

There once appeared a Hong Yuan Tianjiao who mastered the five great supernatural powers, who swept the entire world's supernatural powers alone, and the Patriarch of Wuwangshan was defeated by him.

That alone.

It is not comparable to the cultivator of Shenhuang who has worked so hard to master a supernatural power and cultivate it to nine transformations. "

Five doors...

Tsk, there are so many.

Wu Dao raised his eyebrows, and he knew it in his mind.

He stopped talking.

He nodded to Zhou Chen and walked towards the lively and deserted town alone.

Longmen Town has arrived.

Each has its own chance.

There is no need to travel together anymore.

Zhou Chen also knew this truth, and finally took a look at those gathered Tianjiao, with a slightly dignified expression, and quickly disappeared in front of the city gate.

Enter the town at the entrance of Thang Long Street.

Wu Dao raised his head and glanced at the entrance of the street. There were four mottled ancient characters of "Fuman Sihai" on the door plate of an inn, and he stopped slightly.

When staring at the last word.

The waves of consciousness are surging, and the vast sea is boundless.

It seems that if you get it, the sea will be wide and the fish will leap, the dragon will travel all over the world, and the world will be at ease.

the word.

And he is destined.

But not so predestined.

Belongs to dispensable.

Fortunately for me.

It doesn't matter if you lose it.

Then...

Not worth mentioning.

Look away.

Just going to keep walking.

"The dead star is here!"

Deep in Thang Long Street.

Suddenly there was a burst of children's laughter and slapstick.

"You damn child, how do you talk?"

"Did you owe me a draw, hurry home!"

"It's really bad luck."

Accompanied by the scolding voices of parents and elders, some of them directly turned their eyebrows coldly and spat on the ground.

Wu Dao became a little interested, and raised his eyes to look at the end of the street.

Immediately afterwards.

When he saw the young man running fast at the end of the street.

His eyes narrowed slightly again.

Shenguitian can't use it.

He couldn't contain it.

Can't hold it down either.

It is even more impossible to cut off the strong nostalgia, kindness, and sadness rising from the blood in the body.

This young man.

And he is destined.

Fate is too big!

"What are you talking about? Be careful, Master Ben beats you up!"

"If you have the ability to swear at people, don't close the door if you have the ability!"

"Master Ben will pull up your vegetable patch tomorrow!"

The young man's complexion is dark and his eyes are like stars. Although he is wearing worn-out and patched clothes, there is still a trace of nobility in his temperament that has not been worn away by suffering. It seems that he was really a young master of a rich family before.

As for now...

"Mo Chen, who are you scaring? You beat your parents to death, you beat your grandma to death, and the rich and powerful beat your family to the point of desolation. It's not a funeral star."

"That's right, young master, you're laughing so hard, think about where your next meal will be!"

"It's fine if I lose my family star, but I still have a disaster star in my family. I'm really afraid that I won't die fast enough."

Residents on the street were not afraid of the young man's threats at all, and opened the windows to retort, making the young man's dark face flush with anger.

"It's too old to bully a child, don't feel ashamed, be careful I beat you."

It wasn't until a muscular shirtless black-faced middle-aged man walked out of the wooden toy shop and waved the sharp carving knife in Wu Wu's hand that the surroundings became quiet.

"Uncle Qin, thank you, I will continue to find wood for you tomorrow."

The young man looked gratefully at the black-faced strong man, and his flushed face returned to normal, as if he was used to this situation.

"Dog skin plaster, you can do it, but just eat."

The carver glanced at Wu Dao at the entrance of the street, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked away again. He said something to the young man, who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and then walked into the shop and continued to sculpt the bird in his hand.

Mo Chen...

Mo dust!

heh~

The light in Wu Dao's eyes returned to calm, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his dark abyss-like eyes stared lightly at Mo Chen who was running towards him.

Dragon mud cave.

It is the cradle where the top forces in the world of Hong Yuan cultivated their juniors.

In the dream, a few worlds can plunder everything from their predecessors to cultivate their offspring, and naturally they can also do another game in this Longmen Town to let the younger generation swallow their luck.

There is no such thing as a coincidence.

Not to mention……

The unstoppable throbbing just now!

edge.

really...

It's wonderful.

Good night, okay?