Chapter 352: Young Half Step King

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"Why? Are you doubting me? Or are you questioning the Emperor Tianjing Palace?"
The face of the young man in purple shirt was completely cold, staring at Lin Xueyi and Ling Potian badly.
Lin Xueyi and Ling Potian's complexion changed greatly.
However, whether Lu Ming can participate in the assessment is related to the situation of the raging empire and the life and death of the Xuanyuan Sword School and Chixiaogu. I have to ask clearly.
"Messenger, I misunderstood, but Lu Ming didn't have an invitation letter. It was really strange. The troubled messenger reacted to it..."
Lin Xueyi gritted his teeth and then said.
"presumptuous!"
Before Lin Xueyi finished, the young man in purple shirt shouted loudly, and at the same time, a breath of terror erupted from the young man in purple shirt.
This breath is as heavy as a mountain, as vast as a ocean, as powerful as it is powerful.
"Half-step king!"
Lin Xueyi and Ling Potian exclaimed together, and at the same time, a strong breath also broke out in the two of them, which only canceled out this force, but the body of the two couldn't help but shook back three steps back.
Strong, too strong!
Everyone at the scene was shocked and stared at the young man in purple shirt.
Everyone dreamed that this young man in purple shirt was actually a half-step king.
He looked only twenty-six or seven years old. At such a young age, he had reached the realm of a half-step king. It was really amazing.
And it seems that they are stronger than Lin Xueyi.
"Is this the strength of the Emperor Tianjing Palace? Any young man who sends invitations to the Liege Empire is so powerful!"
Aside, Lu Ming's eyes were also fixed, his face dignified.
"Huh! The Emperor Tianjin Palace acts naturally, there is a reason for it. How can you be suspicious and miss your first offense, you will not be held accountable, and I will not mind killing you if there is a next time!"
The young man in Zishan's eyes were gloomy and said coldly, full of high attitude.
"Master Lin, no need to say more!"
Lu Ming sent a voice to Lin Xueyi.
Lin Xueyi and Ling Potian sighed for a long time without saying anything.
"Humph!"
The young man in purple shirt snorted coldly, waved his sleeve, and turned away.
At the moment he turned around, his eyes glanced at Lu Ming, a cold flash of light flashed in his eyes.
Although it was only a flash, it was still caught by Lu Ming.
"Huh? What's going on? I've never seen this person, and I have never had any grudges with the Emperor Heavenly God Palace. Why does this person look cold in my eyes?"
Lu Ming frowned.
"What the is going on? Why didn't the champion Hou receive the invitation letter?"
Ling Potian's temper was more urgent. As soon as the young man in the purple shirt left, Ling Potian cried out.
"Yes, this is too strange!"
Lin Xueyi also frowned, full of anxiety.
Without the invitation letter, you cannot participate in the assessment of the Emperor Heavenly Guardian.
If Qiu Changkong didn't enter the Emperor Heavenly Guardian, that's okay, if Qiu Changkong entered the Emperor Heavenly Guardian, even if it just became the reserve Emperor Heavenly Guardian, then they were all in danger.
"The two heads, champion Hou, and the old man have a guess. I don't know if it is true!"
At this moment, an old voice sounded, and an old man with white hair came out.
"Senior Hua, what are your guesses?"
Lin Xueyi hurriedly asked.
This old man is a predecessor of the royal family. Even if Hua Zhengxing is alive, he must be called by this person.
The seniority is extremely high, and Wu Zongjiu's cultivation is the only master of Wuzong Jiuzhong remaining in the royal family.
The old emperor pondered for a while and said: "The old man is happy to make friends with the world. Even the ten-party sword faction has friends of the old man. I once heard a secret story indistinctly. It is said that after the autumn sky hour, he was once emperor. A large figure in the eastern part of the Tianxuan Palace in the Tenjin Palace is fancy and accepted as a named disciple!"
"What? Qiu Changkong is the famous disciple of the big man in the eastern part of the Tianxuan domain of the Emperor Gods Palace?"
The old emperor's remarks were like a bomb.
One by one looked at the old emperor in shock.
"Senior, are you true?"
Lin Xueyi's voice trembled.
The old emperor nodded and said, "There should be nothing wrong."
Sisi...
There was a sound of breathing in cold air, and the atmosphere at the scene was extremely depressed and heavy.
"In that case, most of Qiu Changkong moved his hands and feet, otherwise, with the talent of the champion, how could he not receive the invitation letter!"
Lin Xueyi said with a deep voice, his eyes full of dignity.
"What can I do? Qiu Changkong has such a big person as the background, wouldn't he be sure to join the Emperor Heavenly Guardian?"
A golden robe elder said.
"That's not necessarily. The selection of the Emperor Heavenly Guardian has its own rules. It can be joined steadily if there is no backer, and it depends on its own strength in the end!"
Breaking heaven.
"Not bad!"
The others nodded.
Despite this, the atmosphere at the scene was extremely depressed.
"Seniors, you don't need to worry so much. Then it will be a big battle. Who will kill the deer? If you don't fight, who knows?"
At this time, Lu Ming shouted.
There was no slightest discouragement on his face, and his body stood straight, still confident and determined, like a sharp-pointed gun that shattered the sky.
The soldiers will block, the water will cover, even if the autumn sky has a background?
It's a big deal.
"Champion Hou is right. Things haven't reached the worst point yet. We don't have to be discouraged. At present, only by constantly improving our strength is the king."
Lin Xueyi said.
Afterwards, the people returned to the main hall, discussed for a while, and left.
It's just that everyone's psychology has crushed a big stone, and it's difficult to let go for a while.
Lu Ming returned to the red blood camp barracks, and entered the Supreme Temple, sitting cross-legged.
"Strength, no matter what the situation is, as long as it is strong enough to solve everything."
Lu Ming secretly said.
Immediately, with a wave of his hand, a pile of spirit grass appeared on the platform.
Lu Ming intends to start practicing Wan Ling's body.
He hasn't cultivated the flesh for a while, because there are no advanced spirit grasses. Those who are first-level and second-level are poor in practice and waste time.
During this period of war, Lu Ming slashed a large number of Wuzong strongmen and obtained the opponent's storage ring, but there are many Level 4 spirit grasses.
Prior to Lu Ming, Wupin had already become a flesh, and only the fourth-level spirit grass could improve the effect.
Immediately, with a wave of his hand, two plants of Level 4 Lingcao were caught in Lu Ming's hands and began to run the exercises of Wanling's body.
It didn't take long for the two spirit grasses to turn into spirits of all souls, penetrating deep into Lu Ming's flesh and refining the strength of the flesh.
After the two plants were refined, two more plants were produced.
Time is slowly passing through Lu Ming's cultivation.
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Suzakuin, Yan Lan's residence.
"Lan'er, are you really going to that place?"
Yan Lan looked at Mulan anxiously.
"Grandpa, is there any other way to this day? Only by going to that place can we get an invitation letter for Lu Ming, and Lu Ming can participate in the selection of Emperor Heavenly Guardian!"
Muran said firmly.
"Lan'er, you have to think clearly."
Yan Lan sighed.