Fantasy: It Turns Out That I Am a Peerless God of War

The sea of ​​clouds rises, and the sun rises in the east.

Bathed in the golden morning sun, the surging clouds and waves are ever-changing.

In the center of the sea of ​​​​clouds, a gigantic peak of ten thousand feet rose from the ground, passed through the clouds and plunged into the sky, facing the rising sun in the sky, overlooking the sea of ​​​​clouds.

On the top of the mountain, there are layers of palaces.

Cangyun Tiangong has been standing here for many years, and every brick and tile can see the aftertaste of the avenue, as if it can compete with the sun and the moon.

The sky is full of rays of sunshine, and the sound of auspicious sound bursts.

There was a sound of fairy bells and drums, and Fu Haotian, who was dressed in luxurious clothes, walked steadily forward with his hands behind his back, passed through several hall gates, and stood waiting outside the main hall.

There are many fellow disciples and brothers who follow behind him, and there are also many young junior sisters, who cast their admiring glances.

Fu Haotian is the leader of the contemporary Cangyun Tiangong regardless of his family background or his appearance and bearing.

As far as background talent is concerned, it is still in Zhongli's dream.

The first return of the personal biography battle has already attracted a lot of heated discussions from the same door.

Just when the voices were humming.

A shadowy figure also stepped into the square and walked towards the main hall, Immortal Palace.

Light yellow dress, blue silk like a waterfall.

As soon as the dignified Zhongli Meng appeared, many disciples looked back at each other with admiration and reverence in their eyes.

Once this big sister appeared, the heated discussion was hard to suppress.

The eyes kept gathering, watching the figure in the long skirt walking towards the hall.

He stood upright in front of the door, parallel to Fu Haotian, with an imposing manner.

Fu Haotian smiled lightly and looked sideways, and his eyes became more arrogant.

"Elder Sister, stay safe."

"I was exhausted all the way, and I just returned to Tiangong. It seems that your trip is not smooth. You can do everything according to your ability, and senior sister doesn't need to force it."

The words were soft and thorny, and many of my classmates were displeased when they heard it.

Before starting to count the demon corpses, Fu Haotian already showed the appearance of winning, and put on a condescending posture, more arrogant than before.

With that gentle and hypocritical expression, Zhong Li Meng's eyes were cold.

In terms of background magic weapon, she can't compare to this second-generation ancestor compared to her background. This is a natural starting point gap, and it is an unchangeable destiny.

If only the hard work and talent are compared to the day after tomorrow, Zhong Limeng is confident that he is not inferior to this person.

However, the reality is so cruel.

The battle for personal inheritance is determined by the number of monsters killed.

She was crushed in almost all directions, and even the flying boat she was riding had a clear rank gap.

But Zhong Limeng admits that he has done his best, and he never wants to accept his fate!

He also raised his eyes calmly, and responded with a cold voice.

"Senior Brother Fu is right, everything has already belonged."

The soft voice sounded, and many of my fellow students were standing behind Zhong Limeng.

Seeing the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two sides, an elder finally walked out of the hall.

Looking down at the crowd with his hands behind his back, he exudes extraordinary power.

Immediately, the disciples stood quietly in place, nodding their heads and waiting.

The sound of vicissitudes resounded in Asgard.

"Three days later, I will count the demon corpses in front of the main hall and decide on the candidates for this personal disciple. You will retire first!"

Thousands of disciples saluted in unison.

Zhong Limeng and Fu Haotian also responded respectfully.

"Disciple obeys."

When he got up again, the figure of the elder was gone.

Fu Haotian's eyes became more arrogant, he lowered his eyes and chuckled lightly, and left with a cloud fan in his hand, his back was very tall and straight, full of confidence.

Behind him, there are a group of disciples touting with him.

One pass of flattery and noise went away, leaving only a few people in front of the main hall.

The square suddenly became cold, and Zhong Limeng also left with a solemn expression.

Go through several gates all the way.

The brothers and sisters behind them were still complaining and resentful.

"Fu Haotian is really shameless. Relying on his family background and external help, he also has the face to put on a pose in front of everyone!"

"Humph! He has always been like this, the second-generation ancestor who is arrogant and domineering!"

"I think he is very confident. I'm afraid he hunts and kills a lot of monsters."

"Hey, he has the help of a heaven-level expert, and even the eighth elders acquiesced in the whole process. How can we fight!"

"I'm not reconciled!"

The whispered words sounded one after another, and the eight brothers and sisters were all unhappy.

But no matter how hot they were discussing, Zhong Limeng didn't say a word, no other brothers beside him made a sound of righteousness, and even the accompanying classmates gradually dispersed.

The heart is sad, the world is so.

A lonely atmosphere spread out beside several people.

Until they walked out of the inner courtyard of the Immortal Palace, Wei Zhenfang, who was squatting in a corner, was almost numb, and finally his eyes showed surprise, and he hurriedly stepped forward and silently bowed before him.

"Miss Zhongli, you're polite!"

The strange old man suddenly appeared and greeted him politely in front of him.

Zhong Limeng and the others all looked surprised.

"This senior, you are..."

Only the second senior brother made a sound.

"He is one of the masters that Fu Haotian invited. I have seen with my own eyes that this person once took a flying boat with Fu Haotian and set off before us."

A quiet voice sounded, and everyone's faces were a little indifferent.

Zhong Limeng also had a cold expression on his face, even if he knew he was a master, his aura did not fall in the slightest.

"I don't know what your advice is."

Wei Zhenfang was not angry, but smiled more cordially.

Disperse the consciousness and perceive that there is no one around.

Just now, he took a step closer and congratulated with a smile.

"Congratulations to Miss Zhongli for her victory. I'm here to congratulate you. Miss Zhongli is well-received. The future Lord of the Heavenly Palace is indeed worthy of his name!"

The inexplicable words made Zhong Limeng and everyone look surprised.

Zhong Limeng's eyes were sullen, and he tried to make a sound.

"You don't have to be sarcastic, if Fu Haotian has any advice, please speak up!"

Unexpectedly, Wei Zhenfang was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and chuckled.

"Uh, hahaha!"

"Miss is joking. Fu Haotian's scum is worthy of ridiculing you? What kind of thing is he? I don't know how he can compete with you."

The scolding was pleasant, and Zhong Limeng was already confused.

this person...

Isn't that the expert invited by Fu Haotian?

How can I get close to myself?

Before she could ask her questions, Wei Zhenfang had already restrained his smile, and mysteriously presented a storage ring.

"Please also ask Miss Zhongli to keep this ring!"

"The mission of the old man has been reached, once again I wish the young lady a victory!"

Looking at the storage ring hanging in front of him, Zhong Limeng was completely confused.

Staring at her with a look of surprise and suspicion.

"What do you mean by this, Your Excellency? What do you mean by victory? You and I are just strangers, and we are not friends. Why did you give away the storage ring?"

Wei Zhenfang did not answer a series of questions.

His left hand stroked his beard with a smile, and his eyes only had the light of wisdom that could see through everything.

With admiration and admiration on his face, he casts deep eyes.

"I can still endure it so far, and the lady is really low-key."

"However, now that the overall situation has been decided, you don't need to endure it any longer. I already know everything. You and I know it well. From now on, I will be your subordinate. If you send me, I will die!"

Then there is a deep bow.

If Wei Zhenfang met the Ming Lord, he would be obedient.

Before Zhong Limeng could say anything, he had already left firmly. After this relationship passed, the gap between Fu Haotian and this young lady was like a cloud in his heart.

Going away happily, the back is unspeakable and unrestrained.

The entrance of the inner courtyard of Asgard.

Zhong Limeng took the floating ring in confusion, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Knowing that?"

"What's going on, how do I know it?"

When she looked back in doubt, the rest of the senior brothers also had a messy look, their big eyes staring at each other in confusion, and the back of their heads was about to be scratched.

"I do not know……"