Chapter 50: Mellow liquid

Here, the runes are dense, the lines are manifested, and there is terror fluctuations. An ancient portal is constructed from runes and leads to unknown areas.
The small Dao Ling looked at the black eyes, and sneaked around in a sneak peek. The family of three entered the portal and came to a strange world.
This is a vast ancient land, the martial arts temperament is overbearing, just like the king of the world, full of impermanence.
Inside a temple, the decoration is gorgeous, and there is a strong guard guard at the door.
An old man looks majestic, sitting in the first position on the temple, seeing the tokens they took out, and sighed:
"I still remember that I almost died in the first place. Thanks to the Taoist family, I can say something if you have anything. I can help."
Dao Xiaotian with respect, truthfully said:
"My son's physique has some problems, I want to ask you to give it to you."
The mother of Xiao Dao Ling is very nervous. The old man is very deep in the alchemy. If he is helpless, then things are a little troublesome.
Wu Wangdong frowned slightly, and some did not like them to use this precious human feelings. You must know that the whole Xuan domain does not know how many people ask for their alchemy.
However, Wuwangdong is also difficult to refuse. He walks over and picks up the child. A wave of souls fluctuates wildly into the child, ready to explore what kind of constitution he is.
This spirit is pervasive, vast, like a of the sea, the intricate hole in the muscles of the Tao, faintly aware of a trace of ancient fluctuations, so that he was shocked.
"It's a bit weird. How does a child have an ancient atmosphere?"
His glimmer of light flashed for a while, and the fascination of the fascinating sensation increased by a few moments. He moved a secret sorcerer and followed the ancient atmosphere to trace the roots.
In the depths of the small Dao Ling's body, there seems to be a bottomless black hole. The soul of Wuwangdong emerges into it. The more it feels the extraordinaryness of this physique, his spirit is burning in madness, and it comes to the depths, the scorpion The flash of color is in the middle.
This is a primitive, ancient, and wild atmosphere. He seems to have come to the era of opening up the world. The avenue of the avenue is turbulent, the universe and the earth have just formed, and the energy is slowly recovering!
This is the purest source in recovery, just like the qi of the sky, terrible to make him shudder!
"The potential is endless!"
The body of Wuwangdong is stiff. What kind of potential is this? This kind of physique can be traced back to the oldest era. If you grow up, you still have it!
Because this source is terrible, it makes him shudder, and this kind of origin is very big, even in a pig, it can become a flying pig.
"Wu old, how?"
Seeing his frowning thoughts, Xiao Xiaotian was nervous about the inquiry.
Wen Yan, a smile on the face of Wu Wangdong, said:
"The child's body is a little troublesome, but when the Taoist family saves me, I will try my best to heal him. You are here to wait for me."
"Thank you for Wu Lao."
Xiao Xiaotian quickly and handily, he has always been overbearing and tough, and he has to bend down to make a laugh, which is after all his son's future.
Wu Wangdong walked inside with Dao Ling. The mother of Xiao Dao Ling frowned slightly. He felt that he was a little weird. He walked a little anxiously and took the baby away, but she could not ask if it was irritating. Master Alchemy, it is troublesome not to give his son 'treatment'.
Xiaodao Ling squinted, not afraid of facing a strange environment, but when he came to a secret room, he looked at the dark space around him, very clever:
"Grandpa, what are we going to do?"
Looking at the child who talked with milk and milk, Wu Wangdong smiled and said:
"Nothing, just a little while."
Soon, another old man walked in, the body overflowed with horror like the sea, and the opening and closing scorpion shot and asked:
"The third child, what do you want me to do? Have a hole in the sky?"
Wu Wangqing is suspicious, and the cave heaven is the treasure of the Wu Dian, and generally does not move.
This is a black mirror, very ancient, from the ancient times, is a terrible to the extreme of the heavens, and ancient treasures.
Wu Wangdong did not say much, the recovery of this treasure, the mirror lingering horrible fluctuations, and he came across the ancient times, projecting a black light, shining on the body of the Tao.
The mirror is terrible. Wuwangdong uses this treasure to smash the light. He sees a terrible scene. The original energy is raging. There is a vast avenue of temperament in his flesh. It is like a birthplace. The same, there is a kind of innate gas!
This is a terrible primitive energy. Wuwangdong is more and more shocked. His potential is terrible, because the space for the growth of this primitive energy is almost unlimited, and he is trembled.
"Is it the original Eucharist of the ancient rumors!"
He was exclaimed in his heart, his face was gloomy, and if this child grew up, who is his opponent?
We must know that Wu Diangang gave birth to a terrible descendant and will have the opportunity to become the Supreme Court in the future.
However, the appearance of the original holy place made his heart rise, and the child could not stay, or it would be a curse.
Soon, Wu Wangdong sent the Dao Ling back, and the Dao Xiaotian couple were very happy to learn that they could cure the sleeping problems.
Wu Wangdong told them that they had to wait for a while, then they lived in the martial arts hall and arranged for Dao Ling to accompany two twin girls of the same age.
"Are they too polite?"
Xiao Dao Ling’s mother frowned and glanced at the two little girls who were accompanying the children. She knew that she was a Wu Wangdong, and she didn’t need to be so polite. After all, they were juniors and their identity was unattainable.
"Don't worry, Wuwangdong is also considered to be highly respected. Besides, our Taoists saved his life in the same year. Will he still harm us?"
Xiao Xiaotian waved his hand.
"hope so."
She nodded slightly and felt that she thought more. What can they do with a child?
In a Chamber of Deputies, a group of big men in Wu Dian was not quiet. The news they just got shocked them. Wu Wangdong felt that the child was completely awakened when he saved a certain amount of energy. At that time, no one could block his rise!
"The primitive sacred body is too old. This kind of physique has never appeared in countless years. It is just an ancient sacred woman who came out of the ancient times. The rumor is terrible, but I didn't expect the Taoist family to have such a son."
An old man whispers.
"The Taoists are no longer in ancient times. Isn't this family going to rise?"
Some people's faces are not good-looking, and they have murdered.
"This era should be the king of my family, and the second one should not appear."
Wu Wangqing's face is cold and cold, and there is a terrifying atmosphere in the body. The chaotic gas is vomiting, just like a god.
"I agree that the Taoists will not return to the ancient gods. They still don't know the things of the original Eucharist, killing a waste, and they don't dare to say anything."
"Yes, let's say that the third child and his doctor are going to have any accidents."
An old man is open to the public.
A group of people are talking about it, murderous, and about an hour later, Wu Wangdong’s old face came with a smile, laughing:
"This is really a blessing to my martial arts hall, hahaha."
"The third child, what is so happy?"
Wu Wangqing asked, can he still be happy at this time?
"I just went to the Tibetan Buddhist Scriptures and found an ancient law. I can integrate the original source of the original Eucharist into the body of the emperor. I really can't imagine the success of the fusion. How strong the Wudi kid should be!"

Wuwangdong was pleasantly surprised and found an ancient technique with a high probability of success.
"what?"
Everyone was shocked, and they all stood up and screamed in unison:
"Is this statement true?"
How terrible the original Eucharist is. If the source energy of the child can be extracted from the power of the Emperor Wu, I can’t believe how horror the Wudi will be!
Later, Wu Wangdong came to their residence and asked very heroically:
" Xiaotian, are you still used to living with both of you?"
"Wu Lao, you are too polite."
Dao Xiaotian arched his hand and couldn’t help but ask:
"Dare to ask Wu Lao, physical things..."
Wen Yan, Wu Wangdong is a sigh, some are not:
"There is a solution, but what?"
"What is it?"
The whistling looks surprised, and quickly said:
"As long as I can cure my child, I can pay for it."
"That was not what I meant."
Wu Wangdong waved his hand and said:
"It is necessary to have a kind of sacred liquid. You know this kind of thing, very rare, even I can't get it. It is rumored that this kind of sacred object exists only in the deep abyss."
"Abyss ancient mine!"
The whistling day the cool air, but where is the very dangerous place, you can lose your life. After thinking for a while, he said:
"This matter has been handed over to me. I know there is a place with this kind of thing."
"That's great."
Wuwangdong is overjoyed.
The mother of Xiao Dao Ling was worried that the place was not good, and it was easy to lose his life. On that night, he rushed to a sealed abyssal mine in the evening to prepare for exploration.
"Mother, kissed away..." The small tomb was smashed with black scorpion. He was very cute, like a ceramic doll, and his voice was not so clear.
Her beautiful face is plucked into sorrow, holding a small tomb in the martial arts hall, this is more than a month, this is a rainy night, the whistling day is covered with blood, he suffered a lore in the abyssal mine, almost lost Falling, but with a smile on his face, he found the melting stone.
This night, lightning and thunder, heavy rain, violent to the extreme, the atmosphere between heaven and earth is depressed.
It was this secret room. The small Dao Ling’s delicate fists were held, and the black eyes looked at the old man. He smiled happily:
"Grandpa, are you treating me?"
With the milky sound, Wu Wangdong’s old face has not changed, and the face is expressionless:
"Yes, it will be very soon."
Wu Wangqing walked in quickly, holding a group of liquids lingering around Sheng Hui, flowing a kind of avenue, black and black, looming in the void.
He followed a child, four or five years old, with a horn, a divine atmosphere, very unique, like a descendant of the gods.
Wu Wangdong’s face is full of smiles and he says to the children:
"Children, have you remembered what I taught you?"
The four-and-five-year-old child nodded, and her eyes flickered and she sat down.
Xiaodao Ling squinted, feeling that this child is a little different, and has a resonance with his body.
Wu Wangdong's face was dignified, and he sacrificed a hole in the heavens. A terrible black light emerged, accompanied by his fluctuating soul, which suddenly appeared in the past.
He came to this world again, more terrible than a month ago, and the avenue of breath is almost awakened.
Wuwangdong was shocked. He was like a round of Tianyang burning, and all the energy of the souls burst out. He was infiltrated into the depths of the small tombs. Every soul of the gods became a sword, and the caves passed through.
"It hurts, it hurts..." Xiao Dao Ling’s body trembled fiercely, and the ruddy little face was white.
"Grandpa, it hurts." The small Dao Ling trembled, his small body like ceramics was bleeding, dyed the stone bed, and began to roll.
"Quickly set him, don't let him move!"
Wuwangdong is low:
"Right, don't let him die, or else the source will be broken."
Wu Wangqing nodded and pointed out the area where the small Dao Ling was suppressed. He looked at the child's look. His eyes flashed a cold look. It was like watching an ant, very annoyed that he yelled and pointed out a finger to seal him. Mouth.
Little Dao Ling fear ~EbookFREE.me~ I don't know what they are doing, but he feels that these people are terrible, yelling in my heart:
"Mother, I am so scared, where are you, come on..."
The mother waiting anxiously outside the temple, licking her heart and frowning.
The whistling day is blood, and he has not had time to change clothes. He also has an ominous premonition.
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