Luo Wushuang, dressed in white and had a leisurely look on her face, looking up at the scroll, with a trace of remembrance flashing in her eyes.
"The writing is bigger every time."
"Mr.
He smiled.
"It seems you're a little anxious, too, the feeling of not seeing is indeed very uncomfortable."
Buzz!
Just finished speaking.
The fairy mist flowed on the scroll, and a golden ladder that was unknown how long was, spreading from the sky and hanging at his feet.
"Forget it."
He sighed softly.
"Success or failure is here."
After saying that.
He took a step and slowly walked upwards!
...
Zhongzhou inner circle.
Tianyun Chamber of Commerce Headquarters, an elegant room.
"Tsk tsk."
A middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe with a shrewd look at the huge picture in the sky and sighed, "This time my fortune is extraordinary, it's a pity, if I were young
I will fight with these little kids even if I am seven or eight thousand years old.”
Said.
He withdrew his gaze and looked at someone behind him.
"In such a huge five domain, I can't find a suitable candidate. What are you doing?"
“…”
The man smiled bitterly.
Is it possible to choose someone? But... I don't agree, can I force him?
"Gu Han."
"Fatty man Fu."
The middle-aged man didn't expect him to answer, and kept talking to himself.
"I have also heard of Gu Han, who is a real skill."
"But this fat man..."
He looked incredible.
"It must be that little bastard from the Fu family. How did this shameless thing get the recognition of the jade tag? It has become the alternative for the Huangquan Ferryman. I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out... The organization has already arrived like this
Are you hungry and eating?"
"President."
The man thought about it.
"This fat man Fu has only appeared in the East Wasteland for a flash of time and has not appeared for more than ten years. Could it be... just a pseudonym, and his true identity is unique?"
"never mind."
The man waved his hand.
"Don't worry about this fat man Fu. When the Jinbang work is over, I will contact Gu Han. Even if we compensate our chamber of commerce, we will win him over!"
"President."
The man was puzzled.
"This Huangquan Ferryman, at the end..."
Not finished speaking.
But the man's aura changed, and his smart and philanthropic intention disappeared instantly, and was replaced by sharp and cold.
"This is something you can ask about?"
"I'm sorry!"
"Go back!"
"Yes, my subordinates say goodbye!"
See him leave.
That day, President Yun's expression relaxed and suddenly smiled bitterly.
What are you doing?
I want to know too!
I'm just a minion on the outside!
...
Demon clan, ancestral land.
"Go."
A shirtless man, who was over meter tall, glanced at the golden ladder not far away and said to the young man from the demon clan opposite: "This time the golden list is very important. As long as you can rank in the top three of the golden list, you will prolong your life.
The reason is second, the Golden Bang will definitely bring great luck!”
"Among the five realms."
A trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, "There are not many left in the demon clan. Whether it can rise again depends on you."
"I don't want the top three!"
opposite.
The young man from the demon clan looked cold and solemn, "If you want to do it, just be the top of the list!"
After saying that.
He led the young demon clan talents behind him to each step up his own golden ladder.
“…”
The man didn't say anything.
Top of the list?
I'm afraid...it's very difficult!
...
The barbarians of the Northern Region.
Temple of War.
"gentlemen."
Aman looked at the golden ladder hanging in front of him, with hope and yearning on his face, "Can I see my benefactor this time?"
"able."
Yun Zhan smiled.
"He will definitely not miss such a big event."
"That's good!"
Aman smiled happily and then stepped onto the golden ladder.
See him leave.
Yun Zhan suddenly sighed.
He didn't expect that this golden list was different from the Taoist bell, but instead brought together geniuses from the five realms.
Will that evil devil... appear?
...
The Great Yan Dynasty.
Kyoto.
Looking at the golden ladder in front of him, Feng Xi took off the wine pot and drank it, and then walked up.
"careful."
Behind.
Yan Emperor sighed.
"I'll probably meet him this time."
"kindness."
Feng Xi stopped and nodded.
If you meet him.
I will kill him for you!
...
In the southern border.
Outside the dilapidated mountain gate, Yuntu looked at dozens of people standing respectfully below, with a fanatical expression, and the excitement in his tone could no longer be suppressed.
"Everyone!"
"My God, I'm about to return!"
thump!
thump!
In an instant, everyone fell to the ground and shouted non-stop.
"My God! Glory!"
These days.
With the help of people outside the domain, Yuntu collected almost all the masters above the extraordinary realm in southern Xinjiang and transformed them into divine servants. Among them, there were as many as seven or eight monks in the Feather Realm, and more than a dozen of them were in the Sacred Realm.
All the people, the rest are masters above the extraordinary realm.
in.
There are many geniuses with the younger generation.
"What a pity."
Yun Ao's figure floated over and looked at the golden ladder that fell not far away, as if it was real and illusory, with a trace of Taoist glory and fairy light, shook his head and said, "If you miss this kind of opportunity, you can go back in the future."
Not necessarily."
"It's okay."
Yuntu smiled.
"God's gift is the greatest opportunity and fortune! But you..."
He glanced at Yun Ao.
"How long can it take to block that old monk?"
"A quarter of an hour."
"Enough!"
Yuntu took a deep breath, "All the disciples, follow me... to welcome my god back!"
"yes!"
boom!
boom!
moment.
Everyone soared into the air, and the direction... was the western desert!
As for those golden ladders.
From beginning to end, no one took a look.
...
Western Desert.
Inside the God-killing Formation.
"Master."
Wuxin looked at the old monk beside him pitifully, "Can I go?"
The golden list appears.
The golden ladder was mysterious and mysterious, but it appeared directly in the God-killing Formation and fell in front of Wuxin.
“…”
The old monk remained silent.
"Master."
Unintentionally continue to beg.
"I promise that I will watch it well and will never make trouble again. Just let me go. This opportunity may only be this time in my life. Do you have the heart to watch me miss it..."
The plea is true.
But the increasing violence and indifference deep in his eyes were also true.
"Forget it."
The old monk sighed.
The dry big hand gently covered Wuxin's head.
In an instant!
A strong Buddha light kept pouring into his body.
"Master...father..."
A trace of pain and struggle flashed in Wuxin's eyes, but under the suppression of the Buddha's light, the indifference and violence gradually faded.
"Go."
After a while.
The old monk withdrew his arm, recited the Buddha's name silently, and instructed: "Remember, don't do it nonsense."
"yes!"
Wuxin held back his joy, clasped his hands together and said, "I understand, Master."