“Everyone, go well.” Wang Xuan spoke, and adjusted himself, absorbing all the remaining rhymes of the heavenly tribulation, etc. He became more peaceful and returned to his original nature.
“We can surrender to you and swear to the Tao to never betray you.” Lianhuang said. She really didn’t want to die. She had just returned to her strongest peak state, but she immediately stepped into the abyss of eternal destruction. Her life was full of ups and downs, and it was quite a bumpy day. It was intense.
“No, I don’t need it.” Wang Xuan shook his head and refused. He is not a bad person. Some things can be laughed off, but they have been blocked and hunted by others. There is no need to forgive them generously, just sit back and watch them die. .
“I was once a true king, but I died like this. Now I am in a lamp, turning into ashes, lighter than a feather!” Yu’s blond hair was scattered and burned, and she sighed feebly.
After a while, the five true kings disappeared in form and spirit, burned out the last lamp oil, and remained silent forever in the skull lamp.
“The five residual rhymes of natural disasters are worthy of analysis. It does not need to be complete. It is enough to understand their paths and general directions from point to point.”
Wang Xuan returned and descended directly to the 36th level of Source No. 1.
When the news came out, his dojo suddenly became the center of 21 sources. I don’t know how many powerful people wanted to get close and understand it, but they didn’t dare to pry.
Members of the hot-blooded elderly group such as Ma, Wu, and the first-generation Beast King came. Wang Zesheng and his wife, as well as acquaintances from Huaguoshan, as well as the current Lao Chen and Qingmu, and old friends from Black Peacock Mountain all appeared.
Wang Xuan smiled and reported peace.
When all the people retreated and everything became quiet, Wang Xuan took out a medicine bottle and handed it to the first-generation Beast King, Ma, and Wu who could spy on the true king’s path in this era.
At this moment, the three powerful men had strange eyes and complex expressions. They already knew what this was. They felt that this guy was a bit bad, but they really couldn’t refuse.
In the following days, all the true kings were waiting quietly, while carefully observing the movements around the 36th level of Source No. 1.
Fortunately, Wang Xuan is sitting in the dojo, occasionally visiting friends, who are all his acquaintances, and spending most of his time in his own little land.
People couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief, because they were afraid that he was young, hot-blooded, and would target the true king from all sources. In that case, it would be too dangerous.
“Has he gone further?” This is the question everyone wants to know.
This move undoubtedly attracted everyone’s attention.
On the 36th level, in the dojo filled with fallen heroes, the Blood King was very direct and asked: “Have you become the disaster victim?”
Wang Xuan smiled but did not answer,