I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

　　 Tai Cang Country.

　　 Too true.

　　 Yanwu Plaza.

　　 Many disciples looked at the figure standing in the forefront, and there was a fiery color in their eyes.

　　 The man was in a gray simple robe, and a majestic crimson true essence rose into the sky.

　　 The true essence exudes an extremely hot feeling, and even the surrounding air is faintly distorted.

　　 Lan Wu!

　　In the middle of the realm, the first person in the young generation of Taizhenmen, the 84th fierce man!

　　 "Brother, come on!"

　　 "Brother is the strongest!"

Below 　　, the fanatical voices of many disciples came.

　　 And Lan Wu's expression was calm, but he couldn't help holding his right hand, and there was a hint of hatred in those eyes.

　　 "Wang Heng, are you ready? If it is too vulnerable, it will disappoint me." He murmured.

　　 "Disciple, do you have confidence this time on the battlefield of the ruins?"

　　 Aside, an old man said with a smile.

　　 And Lan Wu spoke indifferently, his tone is unquestionable, "The eight light beams of inheritance must have my place."

"good!"

　　 "Then let the outside world see how good my true disciple is!"

　　 The old man touched his beard and said with a smile.

　　 "The time is almost up, I should also leave, Master, you just wait for the good news from the disciple."

　　 "咻!"

　　 After the words were over, Lan Wu transformed into a red long rainbow amidst the cheers of many disciples and disappeared into the sky.

　　...

　　 Red Moon Country, Su Family, Backyard.

　　 In the turquoise pool water, a vast white mist hovered, blocking the line of sight, and in it, there was a fascinating figure looming, with a graceful posture. Although it was not real, it made people feel even more intolerable.

　　 "Miss, the time is almost up, the owner asked me to inform you, go to the lobby, and then you can set off."

　　Outside the pond, a handmaid with bare feet walked over, holding her clothes in both hands, and reminded softly.

　　 With the sound of the handmaid's voice, there was a soft laughter like a kingfisher in the pool.

　　 Then the beauty stood up, letting her long hair fall in front of her, she moved gently, step by step out of the pool.

　　 The smooth jade body came out of the pool, making the maid standing outside also flushed her cheeks at this moment, and she felt her ears hot and her heart beating wildly.

　　 I saw that the small face was extremely charming, like a charming succubus. A glance and a smile, every move, all exuded strange charm, as if it could arouse the most instinctive desire in the heart.

　　 The maid dared not look at her anymore, lowered her head, carefully waiting for Su Mei'er to dress.

　　 Su Mei'er looked at the shy maidservant, her pink tongue was gently stretched out, and it slipped past her ears. In the eyes of the phoenix, a strange light emerged.

　　 "Ah, miss no!"

　　 The maid trembling all over, begged for mercy.

　　 "Xiaoju, you are still so sensitive." Su Mei'er smiled, her little hand was already on the upper body of the maid.

　　 "Little, miss, it won't work now, the master of the house is still waiting in the lobby."

　　 The maid replied with a soft voice, her tone already weak.

　　 Hearing the maid’s answer, Su Mei'er stopped her hand, her lips were close to her ears, she hooked her hands, exhaled, "Wait for my return at home."

"Um……"

　　 The servant girl responded in a low voice, shyly.

　　 After that, Su Mei'er wore a black skirt, and when she moved her body, she disappeared for a few flashes.

　　……

　　 A deep mountain forest.

　　 One person and one beast are fighting life and death.

　　 The monster beast was the size of a house, but it was stepped back step by step under the weight of the thin figure on the opposite side.

　　 "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

　　 The figure was in a black robe, and a **** aura lingered all over his body.

　　 With one sword and one sword, this Tier 2 top monster beast was pressured and out of breath.

　　 swung dozens of swords in a row, a trace of blood flashed in the man's eyes, he jumped up and cut forward, the blood-red essence condensed on the sword, and with the slashing, it turned into a blood-colored arc of life.

　　 "Puff!"

　　 The man squatted over the monster beast, and the huge monster beast's body suddenly stiffened, and then a thin line emerged from the neck, and then the ferocious head shot into the sky, and blood gushed out.

　　 The man was bathed in blood like this, and walked out step by step, carrying a murderous look on his body.

　　——Wang Heng!

　　 Five years have passed since that day!

　　 In the past five years, he has traveled from country to country, traveled to various dangerous places, and fought various enemy monsters, passing by death countless times.

　　 But in the end, he survived!

　　Hundreds of forging become strong.

　　His cultivation base has gone from the late stage of the Profound Realm to the Great Perfection in the Profound Realm in the past five years. What's more, he is only a line away from the realm at this time. As long as there is a suitable opportunity, he can complete the breakthrough!

　　 But more importantly, at the moment when he passed death countless times, he realized the meaning of death!

　　 The meaning of death, death and destruction, is also among the best in many artistic realms, extremely difficult to entangle.

　　With the body of the profound realm and comprehending the power of the artistic realm, Wang Heng at this time can already be called a Tianjiao! The arrogant of the Profound Realm!

　　 With all the current methods, Wang Heng is even sure that if he dreams back five years ago, relying on all his current methods, he can truly kill the Blue Mountain!

but.......

"not enough!"

　　 A low voice came from Wang Heng's throat, his eyes were blood red, but his eyes were calm.

　　 "With the current strength, it is not enough, not enough!"

　　 Lan Wu is too strong!

　　The cultivation base of the mid-lands, but his combat power is definitely more than the ordinary-level mid-range ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ With his current methods, it is far from enough!

　　 Five years, still too little!

　　 His current talent may not be weaker than the opposite.

　　 But the time for his cultivation is too short.

　　 This cultivation base is a shortcoming that he cannot overcome!

　　 If you give him another twenty years, maybe he is qualified to fight the opponent, but the reality is not if.

　　 "It is necessary to find an opportunity in the battlefield of the ruins to break through to the early stage of the earth. In this way, with the secret technique, there is a chance."

　　 "If I find another chance after breaking through the ground in the battlefield of the ruins, then, desperately, I will have a 30% chance."

　　 Wang Heng analyzed in his heart, the **** essence that lingered around his body suddenly poured into his body, and the blood red in his eyes dissipated, his face was firm, just as he had when he made a decision five years ago.

　　...

　　 The entrance between two towering peaks.

　　 A figure walked out of the valley step by step.

　　 When the figure walked in, he could see his face clearly. It was a young man in a black suit.

　　 His face is simple and unpretentious, and his breath is dull, like an ordinary person. If he is placed outside, he will have no sense of existence.

　　 Behind him, he carried a spear wrapped in black cloth, the same unpretentious and unpretentious.

　　 He raised his head, and his eyes that were as dark as ink looked far away.

　　 "Relic Battlefield..."

　　 "I don't know how many people are worth my shot this time?"

　　 "I hope it's not too boring."

　　 The long spear behind him also vibrated slightly at this time, and a mighty power was brewing on the tip of the spear, eager for a suitable opponent.

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