Friendly advertisement, guess how many platinums are there, haha

"The First Emperor of the World" sentient beings, book number 96876

"Goddess Protects" Eidi, book number 96075

"Readers are also crazy and domineering in cultivation" Shemale is a brick, book number 97456

"The Legend of Dragon Knight" is smoking, book number 98446

"Instant Kill" Ye Yi, book number 95510

"Dream Back to the Qing Dynasty" Zhi Xuyang, book number 96383

The divine power of heaven and earth is something that no mortal can resist.

The sky was shattering the wind and cracking the clouds. At some point, a thick cloud of fire had fallen from the sky, circling around a hundred feet on the Red Essence Platform.

The red light on Kumaragupta's body had turned into golden flames. The light of the Great Sun Flame Sword soared, suppressing the three great masters of the Confucian sect to breathe hard. The fire clouds in the sky rumbled, and their power became stronger and stronger. The aura of Kumaragupta seemed to be inducing with the fire clouds in the sky. The golden protective light flames kept spraying into the sky, shaking straight.

"Why did the master look like he was slapping medicine? Since the fire cloud appeared, he has become so lively. He fought against three, and he was so vivid."

Wang Foer muttered in his heart that the cold and cold true energy covered his whole body, and there was a red spirit platform baking underneath, and a fire cloud pressing on the top. He was already in great difficulty.

Mr. Wuliu used the most sharp mountain and river iron sword among the five sword techniques of Yingtian Academy to attack eight consecutive moves, and replaced Mr. Qingwei, who used the world sword style to shake Kumaragupta's Great Sun Flame Sword to fight back. Then Mr. Mingjing used the Shushui Sword Technique to keep steady. The three of them were in one mind, and after forcing the enemy, they all floated back together.

The three great masters had to give up this battle. There were signs of fire clouds in the sky. If they stayed here, they would be affected by the heavenly tribulation.

Kumaragupta naturally had no intention of chasing the enemy, and sent a loud voice to Wang Foer, "Disciple, shake open the dragon banner, don't leave the Huangtian Banner!"

Wang Fo'er agreed and ran to the archway. He raised his hand and threw the banner in his hand into the sky. A black dragon spread its teeth and claws and escaped from the banner. The Huangtian Banner was forced by the dragon's aura, and pieces of yellow clouds suddenly emerged, protecting the Red Essence Platform.

"Wang Foer, Wang Foer, Wang Foer..., here! I am indeed the seventh grade."

After the Huangtian List was released, it expanded hundreds or dozens of times, like a thick yellow wall. Wang Foer was curious. From the end of the list, he saw his name at the end of the seventh level at the end of the list.

"It turns out that among the seventh-grade cultivation, there are seven people who are worse than me."

The yellow clouds are thick, and Wang Foer can't see what's going on outside. He has long heard that the Huang Tianlist is magical and finally has the opportunity to get close to him. Of course, he has to see enough.

"There are more than 3,000 people in the sixth grade, and the last one in the fifth grade is 867. They are called the God Fat King? A curious name."

Wang Foer stretched out his hand and said, "The King of Gods and the King of Gods and the Huangtian List changed, and some information about this master appeared. The King of Gods and Gods and Gods and Gods and Gods and Gods and Gods and Gods at the age of 37 have reached the fifth grade, and has not made any progress for twenty-nine years. He has cultivated a series of Gods and Gods and Gods and Gods. When facing the enemy, he can defeat the enemy in a helpless manner.

"This kung fu has a very distinctive characteristic, and it complements his name and is very suitable."

After admiring, Wang Foer ninja covered his stomach and rolled around the ground, and looked up.

"King of Daliang, the third-grade master ranked 16th, is pretty good. Taiquan is really among the first-grade masters."

After searching for a while, Wang Foer did not find his master's name. There was a blank space at the front of the Huangtian List, as if there was room for room left. Wang Foer reached out and touched it several times and found that the front of the door did record something, but it had a strange power seal, so it was impossible to see it.

After a moment of movement, Wang Foer took out the ink pen stolen from Zhang's mansion, found a piece of white paper, and recorded all the names of people with the first level of cultivation. When he recorded the second level of cultivation, suddenly thunder roared, the Huangtian List slowly closed, shrunk into the size of a plaque, and flew to the archway.

The dragon banner also turned into a banner and landed at his feet. Wang Foer picked up the banner and found that his master's face was as usual, as if there was something more, but he couldn't explain it clearly.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Although Kumaragupta is the White Moon Demon Clan, he has profound skills and the characteristics of the demon clan are not obvious. The people of the White Moon Demon Clan have some parts of their body, their hair has not yet deteriorated, their eyes are slightly rounder than those of the human race, with golden color, and their arms are longer than those of the human race. After experiencing the heavenly tribulation, Kumaragupta's appearance, which was originally handsome and extraordinary, became even more elegant. Although his monk's robe was ragged, it was not at all embarrassed.

"Disciple, we will go back to Xidi today. I will tell you some things in the future."

"That's all? I haven't seen anything yet."

"A lot of people have never seen it. People are not the heavens, so how can you understand everything? Don't think about it all."

Carrying Wang Foer's little hand, Kumaragupta swung his big sleeve and gently left the Red Essence Platform. This time, he did not fall down and flew a hundred miles away in one breath.

The fire clouds in the sky dissipated, and Chi Jingtai returned to the original version. The three great masters of the Confucian sect, and then they returned to Chi Jingtai. They knew more about Huang Tianbang than Wang Foer. Mr. Qingwei stretched out his hand and Huang Tianbang immediately turned into a tall and thick wall again.

He was in front of the first eleven names, and there was a blank space, and dozens of lines of handwriting appeared on the Huangtian List.

Mr. Wuliu sighed and said, "It turns out that Kumaragupta came to the east this time to be the cause of heavenly disaster. All other layouts are just smoke. There is a super expert in Xidi, and the impact on my Daqian Dynasty is immeasurable."

Mr. Mingjing sighed lightly, and the sword in his sleeve sings, like a mountain flowing water, with a melodious sound quality. "We have been so hard to understand this last move for decades, and have not understood this last move and break through the current realm. Is Kumaragupta's talent so amazing, can it surpass the three of us?"

The three great masters were speechless.

What about Taiquan injury assassinating Li Yaoshi, and Kumaragupta came to the east to force the Huangtian List, all of which was to cover up the facts. But if you ignore the smoke, you will be assassinated by Taiquan injury as a new generation of peerless general Li Yaoshi, which is probably the blow to the Daqian Dynasty, is probably not smaller than that of Huangtian List.

A burly man was ten miles away looking at the Chijingtai.

He could see clearly how Kumaragupta fought against the heavenly tribulation. He drank all the remaining wine in the wine pot in his hand in one sip. The big man touched the iron stick tied to his back and was as thick as his wrist.
Chapter completed!