Chapter 498: Pure Land and Hope
Chapter 498: Pure Land and Hope
Chapter 498: Pure Land and Hope
"we will wait for you!"
Ye Muqing smiled sweetly and murmured softly.
us?
"Who else?"
Wang Feng narrowed his eyes and asked in doubt.
Ye Muqing smiled, and didn't say any more, but pointed to Princess Leng Ling, and said, "This girl is a disciple of the picture stone I left behind!"
"The photo-taking stone is for you, but I met this girl by accident. She has good qualifications, so I will accept her as a disciple!"
Wang Feng took a deep look at Ye Muqing's phantom, and didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he followed Ye Muqing's gaze and nodded appreciatively: "You are indeed a good apprentice!"
Ye Muqing smiled and waved to Princess Leng Ling.
Princess Leng Ling looked cautious, and walked slowly in front of Wang Feng. She thought that the person she had been suspicious of before was actually Master's man, and felt uneasy.
"I have something to do as a teacher, so I can't teach you personally!"
"From now on, you will follow your husband, and he will teach you himself!"
Ye Muqing smiled, rubbed Princess Leng Ling's hair, and whispered.
"Yes, Master!"
Princess Leng Ling nodded and said obediently.
She never imagined that the master who was so glamorous back then was just a trace left by a photo stone, so how noble should the real master be?
To be able to become the master's husband, what kind of existence should this person be?
At this moment, Princess Leng Ling couldn't help feeling a little curious about Wang Feng. In her opinion, the one who can be worthy of the master must be the only strange man in the world, and he is so powerful!
Ye Muqing turned to look at Wang Feng. She knew that her husband must have many questions in his heart, so she thought for a while and said, "If your husband wants to know everything, you must enter the Lost Battle Realm!"
Lost battlefield?
Is this Lost Battlefield again?
Wang Feng's face was slightly startled. Last time, Yan Long, the prison prison, also asked him to enter the Lost Battle Realm, and now Qing'er said so again, what exactly is the Lost Battle Realm?
"What exactly is the Lost Battlefield?"
"That is the only pure land in the world, and it represents hope!"
Listening to Ye Muqing's words, Wang Feng didn't clear up his doubts at all, but became even more confused. What hope does it represent? He opened his mouth to ask, but was interrupted by Ye Muqing.
"Heavenly Dao Mingzu is also being used. They are also poor people. I hope you will treat them kindly!"
Ye Muqing said another sentence that Wang Feng didn't understand, and then it slowly disappeared.
"we will wait for you!"
Ye Muqing glanced at Wang Feng with nostalgia, and murmured softly.
"Qing'er!"
Wang Feng's eyes were red, and he frantically reached out to grab Ye Muqing, but he couldn't stop Ye Muqing from disappearing.
After Ye Muqing's phantom completely dissipated, Wang Feng didn't come back to his senses, looking lost.
After a long time, Wang Feng came back to his senses and kept thinking about what Ye Muqing said in his mind. He thought that the Tiandao Mingzu just invaded the holy world of heaven and earth to occupy a wider and prosperous land. Now it seems that there is far less behind it than he imagined It's that easy!
It wasn't until this moment that Wang Feng really understood how terrifying the enemy Ye Muqing was talking about!
The Tiandao Mingzu is a powerful race comparable to the entire human race. Its talent and aptitude surpasses many races, and it can be called the most beloved race of Tiandao. But such a powerful race can be bewitched and used by others. How terrifying should a person be?
No wonder even an existence as unpredictable as Qing'er is so cautious!
A cold light flickered in Wang Feng's eyes. No matter who is behind this, one day, he will definitely end it.
"Master!"
Seeing that Wang Feng had recovered a lot, Princess Leng Ling came to Wang Feng's side prettyly, and said, that well-behaved appearance was completely different from the appearance that questioned Wang Feng before.
"Your master is not here, I will teach you from now on!"
Wang Feng smiled, and said to Princess Leng Ling, with Princess Leng Ling's current cultivation, he has more than enough to teach, no matter how bad it is, there are Li Xiaoyao and others.
"Yes, Master!"
Princess Leng Ling responded obediently, if this obedient appearance was seen by the people of the Sun-covering pilgrimage, they would probably be shocked.
"Xiaoyao, kill those people, I want to know the branch of the Shashen Pavilion!"
"Dare to touch my mother-in-law's disciple, kill him and kill several branches of Shenge!"
Wang Feng's face was indifferent, and he said without the slightest emotion.
It's fine if you don't know each other. Since Leng Ling is Qing'er's apprentice, he is his man. Anyone who dares to touch him will not give Shashen Pavilion a few winks. Do you really think that no one can cure him?
"Master, the Shashen Pavilion is very powerful!"
Princess Leng Ling was startled, she quickly grabbed Wang Feng's hand, shook her head and said.
"Don't worry, Shigong is also very powerful!"
"You are Qing'er's disciple, and you are also my disciple. No one can easily let my disciple be wronged!"
Wang Feng patted Leng Ling's hand, said with a light smile, his words were filled with extreme confidence, and there was a tendency to look down on the world, which made Leng Ling's heart shake.
She...seemed to know why Shizun fell in love with Shigong!
"Yes, suzerain!"
Li Xiaoyao responded, and then under Leng Ling's trembling eyes, he appeared in front of the dozen or so experts in the Killing God Pavilion in an instant. The strong hold it!
The dignified saint kings and the powerhouses at the peak of the holy robbery, even if they are seriously injured, are not comparable to ordinary people. They are like ants in front of the master's hands, so they can be manipulated at will?
Master... Who is he?
Leng Ling was shocked, looked at Li Xiaoyao, then at Wang Feng, full of doubts and curiosity.
"ah!"
A shrill cry came from the mouths of the dozen or so strong men in the Killing God Pavilion. The soul searching technique performed by Li Xiaoyao made their souls feel as if they were about to be torn apart, which was extremely painful.
"Bang! Bang!"
A quarter of an hour later, the dozen or so experts in the Killing God Pavilion were directly crushed by Li Xiaoyao's giant hands. He appeared in front of Wang Feng with a calm expression, and said, "Sovereign, I just learned Three divisions, the rest of the memories were destroyed by the prohibition in their souls!"
Li Xiaoyao's words made Leng Ling very shocked. He could freely explore the soul memory of the peak power of the Holy ~ This master's subordinates are probably of the level of the Holy King, and may even be stronger.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for killing the strong man of the Shenge, and getting a reward of 500 billion sect values, and three chances to randomly summon the holy realm!"
After Li Xiaoyao killed the dozen or so experts in the Killing God Pavilion, the cold voice of the system also sounded in Wang Feng's mind.
However, Wang Feng ignored the system notification sound in his head, nodded, stretched out his hand, and several figures landed beside him out of thin air, which made Leng Ling slightly startled. Could it be that the master also brought a Arcana?
Reminiscent of the great power that Wang Feng said, Leng Ling no longer dared to underestimate Wang Feng. There must be something extraordinary about the master to be favored by people like the master.
As the princess of the Concealing Sun Pilgrimage, although she cannot fully know the background of the entire Concealing Sun Pilgrimage, she also knows that in the Qiankun Sacred Realm, no one has a secret realm that can be carried around and accommodate living people!
The secret realm that she carries with her may be available to those few top beings, but no one in the Qiankun Sacred Realm owns a secret realm that can accommodate living people, at least she has never heard of anyone possessing such a treasure.
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