"Tongtong!"
The poisonous (Dian di n) Er Lao looked at the shadow (body sh n) and appeared on his knees while excited.
"Poison (Dian di n) Wasteland Division Tag, Wei Ya see seniors!"
"The poisonous (Dian di n) wasteland branch Mingyue Zhao, see you seniors!"
All three kneeled, and only Zhang Xing copied his hands in his sleeves, tilted his head, and looked at the old man with curiosity.
Just look around for a moment and look around. The old man's breath is almost the same as that of Ana, the nineteenth generation of the Holy Saint (Dian di n), obviously a saint.
There was nothing on the stone wall. After turning to look at (body sh 身 n), a group of energy crystals covered the entire wall, forming a (set of t o) energy gathering array.
Zhang Xing was astonished, the old man still had a mental idea.
"Zhang Xing, don't be rude, don't hurry up to visit seniors!"
Elder Targ retorted.
Zhang Xing smiled slightly, stretched out her right hand and stuck ((chest xiong) xiong) in front of an ordinary young man etiquette.
"Zhang Xing has met his predecessors. Are you a poisonous (di n) saint eight hundred years ago?"
Zhang Xing is not a disciple, and this etiquette is fine.
The old man's face (shown) has a particularly interesting smile. The child has a deep mental strength, was not affected by his voice, and also found the source of the projection, which is interesting.
"Yes, boy, the old man is the deputy (Dian di n) lord of the Holy Dragon mainland poison (Dian di n) eight hundred years ago, Canglong!"
"You are not a poisonous (di n) disciple may not get my heritage."
Sure enough, he is a character from the same period as Ana. I wanted to hear the old man continue to introduce history. I did not expect the words to turn around and run to him (body sh n).
"Senior, I'm here to help Mingyue Zhao, he especially needs to get your legacy."
Reaching out to point out the moonlight, he turned his attention away.
"Predecessor Canglong, my father was a poisonous third grade poisoner (Dian di n), was murdered by a villain, and I implore you to pass it on to my father!"
Mingyuezhao was outspoken, and she said whatever she wanted.
Poisoned in the ground (dian di n), the second oldest man, his eyes (sha-sha) flashed away.
"Ha ha!"
The old man laughed, the child talked too directly, and Bing ((xing) xing) is good, you can consider.
But it is not his ideal successor. It is impossible to develop the poison (dian di n).
As for the other two lying on the ground, there was no need to consider it, they were too old.
However, Zhang Xing, who was standing, fit his appetite. The body (sh n) was full of energy, and he had such a high level of cultivation at a young age.
It should be a fellow initiate of Demon Martial Arts, a dragon warrior, and they have reached an unbelievable state, not simple, not simple!
Did not answer Mingyue Zhao, looked at Zhang Xing.
"Children Zhang Xing, don't you want to inherit my heritage?"
"Oh, thanks to the seniors, I am not suitable!"
"Senior, Mingyue Zhao is more suitable than me, please take a closer look!"
Zhang Xing spread his hands and said so, he really didn't want it.
The old man was a little strange. The child mentioned Mingyue Zhao twice. Is there anything wrong?
Divided a little divine thought into Mingyue Zhao's body, and slowly explored.
After a while, he felt shocked, and the projection on the stone wall was a bit unstable.
"Heavenly Poison!"
The legendary physique appeared, it was too shocking.
The old man discovered the special constitution of Mingyue Zhao, and his eyes became burning (hot r).
If this constitution can be cultivated with all your heart, upgrading is a piece of cake.
There is no barrier in the state of the Emperor and the state of the Lord. There is no need to practice hard at all. As long as the awakening is in place, you can naturally upgrade.
If you wake up twice a day, it's not impossible to advance two levels.
If the development is smooth, it will be very hopeful to break through to the state of the saint in one step.
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