Chapter 1576: Under the betrayal of the Bingxin Dynasty

Chapter 1576 The Bingxin Dynasty’s betrayal
"Haha, friends, we will naturally treat it well, but if it is not a friend..."
When Aotian heard the words of Wu Qingcheng, he looked at Wang Xian with his eyes open, and he laughed and said nothing.
As the only outstanding son of the sect of the sect, I am the only outstanding son of the sect, and even the sect of the future.
The only vast area that can really put him in the eyes is the Wuji Dynasty and the South Royal Family.
Anyone else, he is not in the eyes, even if it is now the vast past of the vast region, Wang Pastor.
The vast area, in the presence of enchanting, can not rival their only sect!
"Is it a pastor?"
Aotian looked at Wang Xian, and finally asked faintly.
"I also agree with you, friends have wine and meat, and the enemy has a sword!"
Wang Xian looked at Aotian with a smile on his face.
"Aotian, the game is about to begin, you don't want to influence us to watch the fight!"
On the other side, Wu Qingcheng sensed a trace of anger from Wang Xian and immediately said to Aotian.
"Good, very good!"
Aotian eyes stared at Wang Xian, his mouth showed a smile of evil spirits, his eyes looked at Wu Qingcheng, his body shape moved and flew directly toward the front position.
"Aotian is a guy who is as famous as he is, so he doesn't put anyone in his eyes!"
"In fact, everyone in my sect is not flattering, and the first appearance of an old man!"
"Mr. Wang, you still don't have a big conflict with them. As long as you don't offend them completely, Aotian can't take you!"
Watching Aotian leave, Wu Qingcheng reminded Wang Xian of the whisper.
"Reassured, people don't commit me, I don't commit crimes!"
Wang Xian smiled at Wuqing City.
Aotian did not put him in his eyes, and he naturally did not put Aotian in his eyes.
Unless it is stronger than him, no one is qualified to be arrogant with him.
"The priest of the king, as it is rumored, is very arrogant!"
Back to the empty seat, Aotian eyes swept over Wang Xian, his face said coldly.
"You don't even look at your brother, this guy..."
Two days in the sky, the sky was arrogant and looked murmurous, whispering.
"Well, this guy is very strong and has been enshrined as a sage of light by the Wuji Dynasty. We can't take him for the time being!"
Ao Tian glanced at the cold face and looked at the direction of the ring.
Even if he is the most outstanding son of the only sect of the sect, it is impossible to mobilize the strongest of the eight-order dong to kill a seven-order hole.
Unless the other party harms the sect of the sect, or kills the disciples of the sect.
The two heavenly celestial gods saw the cold and cold look of the sky, and quickly shut up and sat there with a gloomy face.
When Aotian came to talk to Wang Xian, the game in the ring stage has already begun.
Twenty forty people, forty people, at the same time.
Wang Xian looked at the battle interest in the field is not very big, the battle of the practitioners under the hole, there is no difference between fighting with children.
However, what makes Wang Xian somewhat surprised is that I only have a lot of blood compared to some ordinary games.
In the first round of forty people, five people were killed on the spot.
"If you feel boring, let's go out and go, when I am on the stage, come back!"
After watching the morning for a long time, Ling Jianer found that Wang Xianxing was not very big, and said to him with a smile.
"Okay, let's say we haven't strolled around the ruins of the Kingdom of God!"
Wang Xian nodded immediately and said with a smile.
"Oh? Pastor Wang, are you going to go shopping? Then I invite you to have a meal. When you play in the afternoon, I will not be a light bulb!"
Wu Qingcheng heard their conversation and said with a smile.
"it is good!"
Wang Xian looked at Ling Jianer and nodded.
"Go!"
The three left the venue directly and flew towards the outside.
In the back position, Bing Jinghuan saw Ling Jianer and Wang Xian leave, and clenched his fist tightly.
Wang Xian, they left, Wu Qingcheng took two people to the most famous restaurant in the ruins of the Kingdom of God, and a group of three had a lunch.
After more than an hour, Wang Xian and Ling Jianer left alone.
Looking at the figure of Wang Xian and Ling Jianer, Wu Qingcheng frowned and tapped the table gently.
"Jing Shu, how do you say this Wang pastor?"
He asked with some curiosity.
"Prince, it's hard to say more, but this young man is not afraid of anyone."
Next to Wuqing City, a voice was heard directly.
"Yeah, this Wang Pastor is good at all, just don't know what to fear, forget it. As long as you don't provoke the sect and the Southern Royals, he will be in danger in the future. I will help you once, and it is also his life-saving grace!

Wu Qingcheng shook his head and got up and left.
After playing an afternoon with Ling Jianer in some well-known places in the ruins of the Kingdom of God, Wang Xian turned and left.
"Wang Pastor is it?"
Just then, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Wang Xian, making his pupils slightly shrink.
An old man, a sly old man, holding a black staff in his hand, looks no different from an ordinary old man.
However, it suddenly appeared in the front when Wang Xian did not feel it. It is not easy to prove this embarrassing old man.
"The old man, is there anything?"
Wang Xian’s eyes showed a dignified look, and he looked up and down and asked.
"I heard that Pastor Wang can dispel the dark soul, so I want to ask Mr. Wang to help me!"
The old man stared at Wang Xian and said faintly.
"Removing the Dark Soul? As long as there is enough compensation, I will naturally try my best!"
Wang Xian looked at the old man and said with a smile.
"There is some compensation that can't be taken now. After you have cured, you will be compensated!"
The old man said plainly.
"Compensation? Old people, how can this be a good thing!"
Wang Xian shook his head in a funny way and walked straight ahead.
"That's only offended!"
The old man shook his head and his body flashed instantly, appearing directly beside Wang Xian.
He has a pair of bone-like claws that are directly grabbed toward Wang Xian's shoulder.
"Snapped!"
"The elderly, seeking medical treatment is not so demanding, you believe it or not, I can immediately detonate the dark soul in your body!"
A sly dragon claw, directly caught on the old man's arm, the powerful strength, the old man's arm is a little trembling.
Wang Xian looked at the old man's face with incredible gaze, and said with a little sarcasm.
"You...you are not a seventh-order hole!"
The old man had some murky eyes staring at Wang Xian.
"roll!"
Wang Xian snorted coldly, and a pair of dragon claws shimmered on the white light.
For a moment, the old man's face changed dramatically, and the look of panic was revealed in the pupil.
"puff!"
The next moment he couldn't help it, the mouth spit out a lot of blood, and his body trembled fiercely.
(End of this chapter)