Vol 3 Chapter 1045: Summer temptation

Debbie Shui Lingling, Xiao Chen will be Yue Chenyi and Gong Yang Yu, as well as Jin scale, Xiaoxian Liu Ke three, also received their own hills, and Dabao and others, chat for a long time.
Everyone talked about the past and talked about the martial arts. Overnight, the blink of an eye was over.
At dawn, Xiao Chen went out alone and met the big elder Han Qinghe. From him, he knew some inside stories of the royal palace.
Lei Wang has been retreating, and the Wushen Palace is the leader of the Three Holy Lands. This time, the reason for the extension of the king's time is extended by half a year.
There is also a big reason for giving the opportunity to the summer of the White Emperor, the first of the Three Holy Sons, to create opportunities for him to accumulate combat power and meet the requirements of the King.
At that time, it was sealed with Xiao Chen at the same time. With the foundation of the holy land, it completely overshadowed Xiao Chen’s limelight and told the world who is the true pride of the Wushen Palace.
The Three Holy Lands are really painstaking, and in order to suppress him, even this is used.
The only good news was only one, the title of Qinglong Wang, and Emperor Haotian personally helped him to win from the hands of the Three Holy Masters.
After Xiao Chen was informed, there was nothing to say. As long as he could get the title of Qinglongwang, everything would be fine.
Haotian the Great helped him to do this step, and the latter thing, he will go on himself. Those who want to come to the chaos of the King of the Kings, he will use strength, one by one to fight back.
Back to the top of the mountain, Gong Yang has left, and Jiuye and Jin Dabao are still asleep.
Yue Chen got back from Xiao Chen and hesitated for a moment: "Xiao Chen, brother, after you seal the king, there will definitely be a territory of your own. I want to follow the past."
"Senior brother, we are willing to follow the past." Jinxian Xiaoxian three, also quickly said.
Xiao Chen chuckled and said: "You think too far. I will say that you are all elite disciples of Tian Tianzong. If you can pass, you have to look at the elders of Han."
Yue Chen said with a smile: "This brother is relieved. This is what the master sister told us. Since she agreed, there is no problem with the elders of Han and the sovereign."
The golden scale three people said: "Look at the brother now, what you mean."
If the king is successful, the territory will be given, although it is still hanging under the door of the sky, but it is actually equivalent to a self-reliant sect. At that time, it is necessary to help people.
The intention of Xiao Chen’s mind was originally based on this as the base for the establishment of the Dragon Gate in the future.
Wanting to restore the grand occasion of the Dragon Gate, relying on him alone, obviously can not support. Yue Chenxi, Jin scale and others will definitely grow into a master-level Wu Sheng in the future. If you really join, it is naturally beneficial.
But all this, I have to say that he still clears the kindness of Tianzong, and now it is too early to say that.
Xiao Chen temporarily refused a few people's proposal: "Thank you very much, but after all, I will say it after the king. If you can't give you a better future, the lord promises, I will not agree."
Seeing Xiao Chen did not directly refuse, the Golden Scale is not a strong demand, at least hope is still there.
"The first thing to say, Xiao Chen brother, will definitely seal the king's success."
Will it be successful?
Xiao Chen thinks about the wasteland of the Tianxu, the strength of the emperor and the power of the goddess, the sanctuary of the three holy places, the ancient celestial arrogance.
His royal ceremony is not destined to be calm. If the chess is a step away, it will be destroyed. Those people will never let go of the opportunity to fall down the stone.
Recovering his thoughts, Xiao Chen wakes up Jin Dabao and Jiuye. "Get up, don't sleep, you should leave."
The fat man blinked and confused: "Get off? Where to go."
"Xuanyu winner, help Laojiu to dispose of some black goods, there is Kunlun's largest chamber of commerce, Tiansheng Building, presumably you should be interested."
When Jin Dabao heard this, he immediately came to the spirit. The old nine had long awakened, and he wished that the baby in his hand would be shot now.
Xiao Chen opened his mouth and spit out the Longmen battleship. He lifted the 18-bar sail and carried Dabao and Laojiu to drive toward Xuanyu.
The breeze blew the surface and the battleship shuttled through the clouds.
Above the bow, Xiao Chen’s hands were playing with a moonshadow knife. The look on his face was quiet and peaceful, and the hair danced with the breeze, and it was white, and it was agitated.
There is no shortage of knives, as a knife, with the meaning of a knife.
There is no knife in the hand, and after all, nothing is missing, and it will never reach the real situation.
Only the knife body is one, the knife in the flesh, and the knife in the hand. When you put them together, you can cultivate the knives without any defects.
In the midst of it, Xiao Chen holds the moonshadow knife in his hand and enters a wonderful realm of enlightenment. The positioning of the knife-free path is gradually clear in his mind.
There is no shortage of knives, not pure martial arts, but a way he wants to go, a knife that has never come before.
There is no shortage of knives, just like a born baby, with only a rough outline.
When he realizes that this knife will be extended to the peak, not only can his strength be greatly increased. It can also benefit the backs of the knife, giving the next generation of swordsmen a choice, and accomplishing immortality.
Suddenly, a murderous murder was touched by Xiao Chen. He stared at him and shot a knife. The clouds scattered in ten miles. A man wrapped in black, appeared in the eyes of Xiao Chen.
The black man does not say anything. The hand is a finger. There is a circle of white Huaguang light wheel behind it. Each circle of light contains the power of 澎湃, just like the essence, there are 1,500. There are many circles.
In the center of the light wheel, there seems to be a white tiger in the faint, and the tiger is screaming.
The ten-mile cloud layer that was blown away by Xiao Chen’s palm, suddenly gathered together with the tiger’s whistle.
One pointed out, above the Scorpio, there was a wave of transparent sputum, a huge index finger, extending from the curtain of the water curtain, falling towards the Longmen battleship.
At the same time, a round of aperture, with the Longmen battleship as a point, there are many embarrassing runes, forming a void array, imprisoning one space.
Refers to the sky painting, this mysterious black man shot, it caused the power of watching terror. Jin Dabao and Jiuye on the bow of the ship looked at the giant fingers of the sky and their faces were slightly white.
Xiao Chen’s mind was moved, and a bright moon rose behind him. The night was like paint, and the sky was hanging upside down. Rubbing and rubbing, the moment when the moon was lifted off, the big battleship of the Longmen battleship was banned, and it was broken.
Facing the giant finger of terror, Xiao Chen also pointed out that the sky disappeared in the sky. The bright moonlight of the moon, turned into a knife light, shot from the fingertips of Xiao Chen.
The knife light and the giant finger fight, and a burst of loud noise broke out in the air. The waves are raging, the thunder and lightning, the swords and swords, all kinds of visions, in the sky, constantly flashing.
The black robe was pointing out, and there was a little musing look in his eyes. He turned back and was ready to leave.
Hey!
Just as soon as I turned around, I saw that the wing of freedom was opened behind, and Xiao Chen, who was dressed in white, looked at him indifferently.
"Xia Hou brother, do not accumulate a million battles of war, from Baidi City to Haotian, only to extend a finger to Xiao Chen, Xiao is really honored."
When this person shot, Xiao Chen recognized his identity, it is the summer of the White Emperor. After three years of disappearing, the other side relied on the heritage of the Holy Land to grow to an amazing level.
Just one finger, understatement, there is a tendency to refer to the sky, enough to kill some ordinary master-level Wu Sheng.
Was seen through Xiao Chen, Xiahou opened the mask on his face and smiled: "Don't worry about me, I will definitely be a horse, I will worry about yourself. The title of Qinglongwang is not so good."
Xiao Chen calmly said: "I will also reply to you in the same words, just manage yourself. You give me a finger, I will give you a finger."
Behind the snow fluttering, the four seasons are intact, and the winter knife is complemented, with Xiao Chen pointing out.
Snow flakes, condensed into a crystal clear back to the flower, behind Xiao Chen, innocent, a white snow, covering the Wanli Mountain River.
Xiahou's face is dignified, reaching out, the world is lonely, a stone finger containing the ancient strength of the sky. Quickly point out, hit on the crystal flower, and the flower will break instantly.
But the cold gas spreads up and penetrates into the ancient stone fingers. The sound of the collapse sounds, and the stone fingers burst into pieces and turn into countless ice.
Xiahou was stunned and screamed. He didn't expect the chill to be so weird. He ate a small loss. He said: "Xiao Chen, after half a year, I see if it is, and it can be so arrogant."
Xiao Chen let him go, thoughtfully, stretched out his hands, the ice in the air, turned into a little ice, and broke into his hands to form another ice flower.
"The seasons are like snow, and life is not extinguished. After half a year, you have to take this for this purpose, I will let you suffer a big loss."