Chapter 555 Mission Complete

The barbarian king looked deeply at the ancient god's body, and he deeply felt the difference between the ancient god's body and Wang Sheng's. He didn't see Wang Sheng very well, and the reason why he was the Patriarch Tingfeng was also because of Wang Sheng's promise to protect the barbarian country.

He has indeed fulfilled this promise. Although the Barbarian Kingdom is not a country now, it has not lost much because it retired early. It just lost the name of the country and the transportation. As a tribe, it has developed very well.

The Man King turned his head to look at Li Qing, and saw his head hanging down, but his aura was fluctuating uncontrollably, obviously emotionally unstable, he sighed deeply, and shook his head slowly, "Fellow Daoist, you don't need to say more, Barbarian A certain nature has become the patriarch of Tingfeng Huguo, so he will never retreat."

Whether it is for listening to the wind, or to go further in the battle of luck in the future and achieve legends, he must find a good assistant country. For him, listening to the wind is the best and the most familiar.

"Wang Daoyou has a great favor with Xuemou, and Xuemou will definitely advance and retreat with Tingfeng." Daoist Xuezu also said solemnly.

The ancient god did not hesitate in his physical body, but just nodded, and then waved his hand, two golden lights shot into the blood ancestor and the barbarian king.

Although the two were amazed, they didn't have the slightest means to resist the golden light. They were attacked in the blink of an eye, but they didn't feel anything in their bodies, as if there was nothing strange.

"This supernatural power will be given to the two of you as a reward. In case of crisis, you will be able to protect your whole body." The ancient god said slowly.

In fact, apart from this little function, this supernatural power is also a stage of one-body understanding of legends. It depends on the chance of the two, ignoring the suspicious gazes of the barbarian king and the blood race, the ancient god's body turned to Li Qing below, his fingers moved slightly, and also shot out a golden light.

This is a golden talisman, the same as before.

"This talisman can be activated three times, and within three times, listening to the wind can ensure safety."

Li Qing raised his head suddenly, and took the golden talisman in his hand, but there was no expression of joy on his face, he just said bitterly: "I don't know when the ancestor will return."

There is a strong expectation in the voice.

The ancient god's eyes were indifferent, "This talisman inspires luck and karma between Wang and Tingfeng. After three times, it will be time for the karma to go."

Li Qing's heart sank, Wang Sheng didn't answer directly, but this answer made him feel even more bitter, because of the decisiveness, Wang Sheng naturally has nothing to do with Tingfeng!

He has resentment in his heart, but he also instinctively knows that he should not blame Wang Sheng, because without prosperity, Tingfeng will not be able to restore the country, and if there is Wang Sheng, Tingfeng will not be as strong as it is now, and among them, Wang Sheng did not get Any reward, even the luck he imagined, was vigorously given up when he failed to achieve it halfway.

As a great supernatural being, at the last moment, he could still think about it, Wang Shengren did his best!

But there is deep helplessness in his heart. Without Wang Sheng, Tingfeng at this time is no different from Tingfeng before his rebirth. He will be destroyed at any time, and his ambition will be overwhelmed. The only hope may be his Taoist disciple status.

He held the golden talisman in his hand and held it tightly, "Thank you for the gift from the ancestor." His head drooped deeply.

The barbarian king and the blood ancestor sighed.

The ancient god nodded his head indistinctly, looked up at the sky, and saw that the country of listening to the wind was very prosperous, but in this prosperity, it was like a raging fire cooking oil, and it was difficult to hide its decline in the prosperity.

The eyes of the ancient god's physical body flickered, and finally he waved his hand, and the sky filled with golden light shot out a series of light spots around the border of Tingfeng, forming a light shield surrounding Tingfeng.

Both the barbarian king and the blood ancestor had brilliant eyes, and Li Qing's heart moved slightly.

"This enchantment can last for years, and within a hundred years, Tingfeng has no worries!" The ancient god said indifferently, then turned around, and disappeared into the air with one step, and left like this.

Li Qing's complexion changed, and the Barbarian King and the Blood Ancestor were even more helpless, especially the Blood Ancestor. She had thought about the scene when she saw Wang Sheng again, but she didn't expect it to be so hasty now, and she felt lost in her heart.

Li Qing looked at the golden masks that were slowly disappearing around him, and finally had a glimmer of hope in his heart, and asked, "Dare to ask the two real people, I don't know where the ancestor's cultivation has reached!"

The barbarian king was deeply stuck in the sky, shaking his head, "Years ago, Daoist Wang was a legend, and now I'm afraid it's even better."

Li Qing held the golden talisman tightly in his hand. The stronger Wang Sheng was, the stronger the power of the golden talisman would be. He was still disappointed in his heart. Such power was originally the patron saint of Tingfeng Pavilion, but now he lost it.

But Tingman King continued uncertainly: "But Tingfeng was a country that stood at the same level as those countries back then. Even compared with the four countries in the Central Plains, there is no difference, and the ancestors of the four countries in the Central Plains at that time!"

He paused in Chinese and stopped talking, obviously unsure in his heart.

Li Qing's heart moved slightly, because the legend is now in the world, and after the legend, the realm of cultivation also appeared, and then the further heavenly immortal and the peak golden immortal!

At that time, all the patriarchs of the Four Kingdoms were the pinnacle Golden Immortals. How could their cultivation be worse than the top Wang Sheng of the Four Kingdoms!

He was deeply incredulous, holding the entry in his hand but exerting more force, looking at Shizhou's mask, there was also hope. If this was the case, then the methods left by the ancestors were enough to protect Tingfeng.

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The ancient god's physical body moved away step by step towards the sky. Since he heard the wind and the cause and effect were broken, there was nothing in his heart that needed to be done.

But the A-level power of the nirvana light group in his hand is not the previous causal energy. He focused on the energy in the golden talisman and the golden mask as a last resort to protect Tingfeng. After doing these, even if Wang Sheng The main body also feels enough.

His footsteps stopped in the sky, and the upper hand was the nine-layer gang qi. He looked down at the world below, and there was a battle, and his luck appeared as countless ferocious beasts appearing everywhere. It can be predicted that this long-term luck battle will be extremely tragic , and in the far east, there is a huge purple god list, waiting for names to be listed one by one.

According to the world below, the ancient god's physical body did not respond, but the light cluster in silence seemed to let out a sigh. At this moment, he really realized that compared to this world, he was just an outsider.

The radiance is more intense in the silence, passing through one stage, and marching towards another stage.

The ancient god turned around physically, stepped out, entered the wind layer, and then blasted out with both fists, the wind shattered, and the repulsive force in the world suddenly rose, and he followed this repulsive force to enter the space, left this world, and saw A Taoist temple floats in this space.

An old man opened his eyes and nodded to him, "Fellow Taoist is here."

The ancient god's physical body seemed to have more emotion, nodded, and then stretched out his hand.

The old man flicked his sleeves lightly, and he shot out an indescribable light ball to the ancient god's body.

The ancient god physically reached out to take it, but heard a long-lost voice in his ears.