This boy's current state has actually regressed, he is a third-level master!"
The Human Emperor looked at the Master of Nanhuang Palace in surprise and said in amazement: "A master at the third level dares to fight face to face with the King of War?" It was really hard for him to imagine.
"So, the geniuses of this era are much more powerful than the geniuses you had five hundred years ago! King Liuguang, you have an incredible son-in-law!" When the Master of the Nanhuang Palace said this, his eyes lit up.
Staring deeply at the Human Emperor.
The Human Emperor smiled silently and said nothing.
After a long time, he said: "Come here and tell me about this..."
"After all, I am from Nanhuang. The little girl Hua Ying'er is very concerned about Wang Cheng's affairs. It seems that Wang Cheng saved her in the first place." The master of the Nanhuang Palace sighed, "I also heard from my subordinates that this boy Wang Cheng
He rejected Gu Muxi’s decision to take him into Zhongzhou!"
The Human Emperor was slightly surprised: "If you go to Zhongzhou, are you going to participate in the finals?"
Upon hearing this, the Master of Nanhuang Palace snorted coldly, with a hint of murderous intent in his voice.
He said: "Among the competitions in the four wilderness and six states, only our southern wilderness holds the most hastily. Even if there are geniuses produced, which one can reach the level?"
"It's all the result of the catastrophe in the Southern Wilderness!" The Human Emperor looked helpless.
Indeed, Southern Wasteland encountered a catastrophe caused by the abyssal beast tide. All the sects were dispersed, and many geniuses died in the process.
When the major temples in the Four Wilderness and Six States held competitions, only the talent quality in the Southern Wilderness was very low.
"The number one born today is just an ordinary king's physique!" The master of Nanhuang Palace shook his head and sighed.
"Although Changchun has ancient magical arts, there is something wrong with the spirit!" The emperor originally wanted his daughter to participate in the competition, but the situation in Changchun made the emperor helpless.
"The same is true for the saints in my temple! She has a top-notch king's physique, but she was poisoned by a few guys from the Eastern Wasteland when she was young. Fortunately, she was rescued by Wang Cheng's secret nine-character cut. It's a pity that it was too late.
Wan, my current strength is only at the level of Grandmaster, how can I compare with them?" This is what makes the Master of Nanhuang Palace very angry.
The Donghuang Temple actually used such despicable means to make the saint Hua Ying'er of the South Wasteland Temple suffer from a strange disease and was unable to practice, causing her cultivation to lag behind other temples.
At this time, when the competition between the Four Wilderness and Six States began, Hua Ying'er was very powerful compared to the Southern Wilderness side, but from a large scale like the Four Wilderness and Six States, it was not worth watching at all.
"The other temples all have their own talents, but only our Nanhuang Temple, even the Human Emperor of Nanhuang, is like this!" When the master of Nanhuang Temple said this, he was really a little embarrassed.
The temple has no genius representative, and the human emperor also has no genius representative.
This competition can be said to be the dark history of the Southern Wilderness.
"Only he can represent our Southern Wilderness!" The Human Emperor guessed what the Master of the Southern Wilderness Palace meant.
"Wang Cheng!" The master of the Nanhuang Temple smiled proudly, "He is from Nanhuang, so he can naturally represent him! Although this kid likes to cause trouble and has provoked too many enemies, he is nothing in front of our Nanhuang Temple!"
"This time, he wants to participate in the finals held in Zhongzhou, and I will give my full support!" The Human Emperor smiled lightly, "He is also the future Human Emperor after all!"
Apart from Wang Cheng, only the master of Nanhuang Palace heard this secret.
The master of Nanhuang Palace seemed to have expected it, so he was not too surprised. He glanced at the Human Emperor silently and said slowly: "As the master of the palace, I can still get Wang Cheng's qualification to participate!"
Tonight, no one knows about the discussion between the two.
Let’s talk about Wang Cheng.
He had been flying for a day and arrived at a deserted place.
The native dog was brought along by him. Otherwise, the native dog's strength would not be able to keep up with Wang Cheng's pace.
"I still wanted to practice, but time is running out. I have to go to Zhongzhou now!" Wang Cheng wants to get the Eye of the Nine Seas and resurrect Rao Yang.
Within the ancient mirror space, Wang Cheng still has the Chaos Holy Stone, which contains a lot of chaotic spiritual energy that is enough for him to practice.
If there is enough time, Wang Cheng can continue to absorb it, even until he reaches the eighth level of master, but it is a pity that he does not have this time.
"With your current strength, you can exert the strength of the ninth level of the top master. This is the strength of the spirit child level, or even stronger. In this competition, you can definitely stand out!" Tugou focused his eyes and locked on Wang Cheng.
On the body.
"Five hundred years ago, there was an unprecedented battle between the King of Flowing Light and the Emperor of Annihilation. Five hundred years later, you are more outstanding and terrifying than them. You are the Son of Spirit!" Tugou's tone was firm.
Wang Cheng can indeed feel it.
In the Temple Finals five hundred years ago, the strongest ones only had top-notch king physiques, and there was no so-called spirit child at all.
Lingzi, that is a talent secretly cultivated by the temple. Even the other ethnic groups are the same, no one will show it.
But as time changed, Lingzi gradually came out to practice and began to come into contact with various top things. Until now, Lingzi has also begun to participate in temple competitions.
With the spirit son, the top king's physique is no longer the most dazzling existence in the temple competition.
"The Emperor of Annihilation?" Wang Cheng sneered coldly, "I want to see what kind of characters this Valley of Annihilation can produce!"
He has the intention to kill the ancestor of Annihilation, and he also has the intention to kill the Valley of Annihilation.
"Don't worry about these things for now. You don't need to pay attention to all the people below Lingzi. Your goal is to be number one!" Tugou said solemnly.
Wang Cheng noticed the difference in Tugou's tone and turned his head to look.
"I have been in decline for a thousand years!" The native dog said in a deep voice, "In this prosperous age, if we continue like this, sooner or later we will be eliminated by the times!"
He suddenly raised his head and looked at Wang Cheng with a firm voice: "Remember, you get first place, enter the Zhongzhou General Temple, and get the Supreme Sun Heart! I put all my thoughts on you now!"
The Nine Heavens War God Wang Cheng!"
Wang Cheng became serious. He looked at the native dog attentively and nodded seriously: "I won't be ranked first this time. I don't care if I don't want my life!"
The native dog smiled: "Okay! These five true seals are for you!" He began to take the initiative to take out his treasure.
"With your actions, I can see your sincerity!"
Tugou was speechless, and then said calmly: "You have one of the ten true seals, and I have five, which adds up to six. I will teach you how to use them later!"
"I only know that there are ten true seals in the world, but I don't know where it comes from?"
"Cang Emperor's weapon!" Tugou said calmly.
"Cang Emperor?"
"One of the great ancient emperors, Senior Cang Xingyu, originally his imperial weapon was a Heaven-Suppressing Seal. For some unknown reason, he fought with a powerful man from the Nine Heavens. The Heaven-Suppressing Seal was shattered and turned into ten true seals.