Chapter 245: Pilgrimage or the market? 3 (ten, please subscribe!)

Chapter 245 Pilgrimage or the market? 3 (ten, please subscribe!)
"Innate is a legend, but there is this realm. I already feel the existence there, but it is still difficult to break through!"
Mo Qinglong said slowly toward Wang Xian.
Wang Xian nodded slightly, and the realm above the congenital was called the land by the people in the rivers and lakes, but the congenital strongman called it the land of Dan.
The internal forces in Dantian will be condensed into Dan and will be sublimated!
However, if you want to unite into Dan, it is difficult to do so. The first is the problem of the practice.
The exercises must have an attribute, such as gold, wood, water, etc., and the condensed Dan, also known as Jindan, Mudan, and water Dan.
When Wang Xian and Mo Qinglong talked, the assessment progressed quickly.
Soon, about one hundred and ten people, but only twenty-five people qualified, and qualified to join the Flame Palace.
Even if they are also geniuses in the first-level forces, even ordinary disciples can't become, and the cruelty of the selection of the Flame Palace can be imagined.
At the same time, it also reflects the power of the Flame Palace!
For the ordinary martial art, the flame palace is like a prison!
"The selection of disciples under the age of 30 has ended."
The Virgin Mary, a fascinating sweep of a group of qualified children, saw their faces full of excitement, a slight smile, and their eyes swept away.
"Before I proceed to the next assessment, I have a little personal thing to deal with!"
She said, her eyes slowly sweeping down, and eventually fell to the position of the Thorns.
"My master's elders and the thorns of the Tang Dynasty have some small grudges before, and need to be solved!"
The Virgin Mary said, her face showed a smile.
"boom!"
When her words were finished, all the family sects around it sensationalized.
Thousands of people in the audience were concentrated in the position of the Thorns, and their faces showed sympathy, disdain, and gloating.
"A small thorny pie, provoked the elders of the Flame Palace, finished, they are completely finished."
"With the power of the Flame Palace, killing the little thorns is like killing an ant!"
"The Thorns are going to be destroyed!"
"My master is a elder of the Holy Gate. Naturally, I will not bully myself and bully a small second-level force!"
The Virgin Mary Fang opened again and calmed down immediately.
"Our Flame Palace will not be able to deal with you by yourself, so!"
Yan Fanghua made a slight meal and looked at the place of the thorns: "I will come up with the most outstanding disciples of your martial art. As far as I know, you have a thorny pie who seems to have a saint. Let us see some of the children of the Flame Palace. If you are a thorny saint If it is not bad, we will bypass you, but if not, then dissolve it!"
Then dissolve it!
When the last five words were finished, a faint momentum emanated from her, pushing the direction of the thorns.
"Overbearing invincible, this is the power of the Holy Gate, do not kill you, is afraid of dirty hands, directly let you dissolve!"
"The Palace of Fire does not deserve the name of the Holy Gate. It is invincible and despise everything. Although it does not work, it allows you to disband directly!"
"If the power is like a prison!"
All the people around sighed and looked at the thorns.
At this point, all the people of the Thorns were very embarrassed, and they were a little trembling.
Standing in front of the head of Tang, pale, let them dispel the thorns?
This is a big insult, but this is a ancestor, it is to bear the nickname of a lifetime, if you live forever!
Tang’s head looked embarrassed and looked at a flame elder in the center.
The elders of the paragraph looked at Tang’s head in disdain and looked disdainful.
Now the two are not at a level at all. In one sentence, he can disband the thorns.
"Hey, aren't they letting me go up, hey, then I will go up and show them!"
Xiao Yu, who was on the side, saw everyone looking at them disdainfully, seeing the flames of the disciples looking down and looking angry.
"Xiao Yu, I am sorry for you!"
Tang’s head looked embarrassed and looked at Xiao Yu.
"Hey, don't worry, the thorns will not be disbanded. They are not looking at our strength, then I will let them know that I am good."
Xiao Yu clenched a small fist and said with an angry face.
"Ok!"
Directly pointed out by the Flame Palace, Tang Zhangmen did not have the slightest resistance, and nodded slowly, looking at Wang Xian on the side.
Wang Xian did not speak or say anything.
Let Xiao Yu play against the game, this is an experience for her.
To become a strong person, you must be able to face something yourself.
Under his own wings, Xiao Yu can never fly.
Some things need to be faced by herself!
"The thorns of the Holy Queen Yu, please enlighten me by the Flame Palace disciples!"
With the consent of the head, Xiao Yu was in shape and moved straight ahead, staring at Fang Fanghua.
"Hey, a little girl, the thorns of the thorns turned out to be a little girl!"
"I am going, how big is this saint? Eighteen or nineteen, less than twenty years old, can become a saint of the thorns!"
"This will not be the illegitimate daughter of Tang's head, haha, so young is actually a sacred woman!"
"It seems that the thorns are really going to dissolve, and they will be provoked to the Flame Palace. I don't know how to live!"
A group of people around him saw Xiao Yu playing, and everyone’s face showed a slapstick look. A teenage girl became a saint.
This is probably a joke!
"Humph!"
Xiao Yu heard the irony of the people around her, and her face was angry. She clasped the sword.
"A little girl!"
Sheng Nuo Fang Hua looked at Xiao Yu, and there was no slightest attention in her eyes, almost ignoring the faint.
"Who will educate the thorns of the sacred woman!"
Yan Fanghua faintly looked at the direction of the flame palace disciple, and asked, but used the word education.
Despise, overflowing with words!
"This is the sister of the king doctor!"
"I didn't expect her to be a saint of the thorns!"
At this time, among the disciples of the Flame Palace, Mu Xi and several young people around him looked at Xiao Yu, some accidents.
"The saint, let me educate and educate the thorny saint!"
Mu's mouth tilted slightly, thinking that the king of the canteen in that day made them embarrassed, his face chilling.
She was afraid of Wang Shenji, but now, the king doctor did not know how to reject the invitation of the Flame Palace.
In this case, she is backed by the Flame Palace, even if you are a king doctor, what fear.
"The humiliation of the day, let your sister back!"
Mu Hao walked out slowly, holding a soft sword in his hand and looking down at Xiao Yu with pride.
"The flame palace Muhammad, this thorny saint, let me educate and educate you!"
She said, slowly raising a hand: "Look at you as a little girl, I will only use one hand!"
"Hey, who educates who is not necessarily!"
Xiao Yu bit his teeth, staring at Mu Wei, slowly pulling out the sword.
"Let the sacred woman of the thorns rise up!"
The Virgin Mary Fanghua said faintly.
(End of this chapter)