Chapter 212: Imagination

A chill spread from head to toe, the middle-aged owner suddenly understood the despair of Qingfeng Patriarch, this enemy is too strong! It is not at a level he can understand.

At this moment, he saw the calm young man flew out of the mushroom cloud and smiled slightly.

"Two Dao friends, there may be some misunderstanding between us." He said that he stepped forward to the Qingfeng ancestor.

The middle-aged nation was pale and suddenly gritted his teeth. He reached into his arms and pulled out something. It was glittering and another thunder vibrator.

He lifted it high, and said with a sharp voice: "Stop! This king knows your supernatural powers, but I don’t believe you can hard connect two thunder vibrators without hurting, if you don’t want to hurt both defeats!" Shivering, "Please also ask your lord to let go of your ancestors, this king promises to leave the country of listening to wind forever, and letting the wind wind to hand."

After all, he is really not sure whether two Thunderbolts can kill this strong enemy, and he is bitter in his heart. Where can he get two Thunderbolts from his capital? This one is just a fake!

Therefore, at this moment, he is not even threatened, and now he only hopes that the other party is a little scared and let them go, after all, in his view, the other party is estimated to be just to listen to the country.

When the words fell, I saw that the young man's footsteps stopped and looked up to him. The middle-aged host had a happy heart, and it worked!

"It turns out that this magic weapon is called Lei Zhenzi, and it really deserves its name!" The young man looked at Yuanzhu with interest.

The middle-aged proprietor feels uncomfortable, this person does not seem to be ashamed.

At the next moment, the young man's brows were suddenly frowned, and then he looked strangely: "Daoyou is wrong, the Daoyou's thunder **** is not comparable to the previous one."

The middle-aged proprietor choked in his heart and was seen!

The young man then shook his head and smiled, "No matter how, Dao You still put away this thing, Wang Mou never said how to put the two, nor the two enemies, this is just a misunderstanding."

Even though the middle-aged proprietor did not believe this, he continued to say loudly: "Your Excellency is going to kill him!" The beads in his hand shimmered, exactly the same as the scene before Lei Zhenzi detonated.

"Enough! The host, please stop!" Unexpectedly, it wasn't the strong enemy who spoke, but the breeze ancestor who had not moved since the beginning.

The middle-aged sovereign shuddered and looked up at the ancestor ahead.

"You underestimate this Daoist. Lei Zhenzi is always Lei Zhenzi. Naturally, it has its special features. Even if it is a fake, it is not so easy to refine. You should put it away."

Qingfeng ancestor also discovered that even a fake thunder **** in the hands of the middle-aged master is not even a good one, because even the fake thunder **** has special imitated fluctuations in it that can be sensed by the practitioners.

The middle-aged owner Lei Zhenzi does not have this fluctuation at all. I am afraid it is just an ordinary ball. Even if it looks like Lei Zhenzi, the inside is still seen through at a glance. Of course, it can only be seen through the cultivation of the law. It is impossible to perceive pseudo-facies like the sovereign.

Therefore, in the eyes of the Qingfeng ancestors, the move of the middle-aged sovereign was just a smirk, and he lost face.

Qingfeng's ancestor stood by his imagination, staring at the immobile young strong man within a few miles, and suddenly said with a deep voice: "Dare to ask Dao friends, you can listen to Feng Yiguo or Qingmou with me."

The young man, Wang Sheng shook his head, "Wang's first visit to your land, whether it is a Taoist friend or a country listening to the wind, is the first time to see and hear, and where is the hatred from."

Qingfeng ancestor slightly relaxed, but his eyes remained dignified, and then asked: "That was invited by another country to come and kill Qingmou, so as to break my roots!"

After talking about it, he felt uneasy. In his opinion, this is the most likely situation.

Wang Sheng now probably knows the meaning of Qingfeng Patriarch. He touched his chin a little strangely and shook his head: "No, Wang is alone and alone, and no one will ever be sent by someone."

Qingfeng ancestor was a little stunned, neither of the two most likely guesses.

Wang Sheng asked him to ask again, weirdly smiled and apologized: "Dao You Mo should think more, Wang said that this was just a misunderstanding, in fact," he paused slightly, watching the source of life in the body dry up, and now It was the Qingfeng ancestor who was barely supporting the body, and embarrassedly said: "Actually, Wang Mou only heard that the Taoist friends are supernatural, and he came here deliberately to learn from the Taoist friends."

"Study!?" Qingfeng Patriarch suspected that he had heard it wrong.

Wang Sheng nodded affirmatively and said sincerely: "Yes, I just want to learn from the Taoist friends, there is absolutely no hostility."

The breeze ancestor was stunned, and the middle-aged proprietor was even more incredible.

This man is sick! Just play so hard?

In their view, all the discussion is to talk about the way first, and then to do it, but it is just to the point, and will never hurt each other's lives, but the current source of life of the Qingfeng ancestors has been exhausted, and there is no room for rescue. Dead, that’s it. Are you okay to talk about it?

In the eyes of the middle-aged master, Wang Sheng was deliberately humiliating his ancestors and deliberately playing with them. For a moment, his heart was filled with anger.

It was a breeze in Qingfeng Patriarch's heart. He remembered some rumors that were only circulated among the priests who practiced the law. It seems that there is a class of people. They are all geniuses in the practice of priests. Cultivation in the battle of life and death is the most stable, and it is easier to break through the barriers.

Such people often travel wildly, challenge tyrannical beasts, and some well-known moral trainers to fight against each other in the name of learning and fighting, without mercy. The final result is often one death and one injury.

Qingfeng Patriarch had never seen such a person, but at this moment, seeing Wang Sheng's so young look, he thought of this rumor, and it seems to be exactly the same as the characteristics of those young people who are generally young.

The only thing he wondered about was ~www.readwn.com~ The person in front of him is already incredibly powerful, and it is necessary to consult with him? In other words, in this world, besides immortal gods, there are trainers who can learn from him?

The origin of Wang Sheng is basically determined in his heart, but the ancestor of Breeze Breeze is slightly relaxed. He knows that although these people have no one in sight and powerful, they are also very arrogant, and they will only start with powerful practisers. A country of wind can survive.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and said, "The origin of Taoism is clearly known by a certain person, and now he hopes that the Taoist will abide by the rules. After Qing's death, it is hard for a small country."

Wang Sheng was baffled, what rules did he obey, and what did he know about his origins?

Then, he saw the Qingfeng ancestor in front of him suddenly sitting cross-legged in the air, his palms stretched high, inspiring the last Xiu to fall against his own celestial cover.

　　

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