Dad! Love My Daughter To Death

Liu Zhengyang's words silenced the king.

Although Wang Shang did not want to admit it, he knew very well in his heart that Liu Zhengyang was right.

In other realms, the strong is also respected.

Moreover, his black soul is not a strong race, bullying and oppressing some low-level realms, such as the Xuanhuang realm, which is nothing more than the existence of the higher-level Xuanhuang realm, they are just some means of transportation!

That's right! It's a tool.

A very sad race.

They seem to be powerful, but they are strong in the middle, and even they are the touchstones of various realms.

Otherwise, there will not be a strong person in the realm who will judge that there is a genius in the realm on the grounds of killing the black soul!

The king figured this joint and couldn't help laughing.

The weak are not qualified to escape from fate, and the black soul does not have this ability!

"Liu Zhengyang, you are really the most potential human being I have ever seen! Today's battle is inevitable, but I also advise you a few words, the Xuanhuang realm is not as simple as you think! Some people don’t see you appear here. The strong one!"

"If I am defeated today, it is also a bad fate. If you really go out, I hope you can help me with things!"

After the king finished speaking, he looked at him pleadingly.

Liu Zhengyang frowned. Although he said that he now has the ability to kill the maternal body, Liu Zhengyang knew very well in his heart that his strength was still relatively weak.

When he heard the word boundary, there was a throbbing in his heart.

He once said to Zhong Mengchen that his ideal life is to be with his wife and children at home, without fighting, without training, and living like a wild crane every day. With his strength, such a living environment can be achieved.

But now he understands.

It turns out that he is not the kind of person who can stand his temper!

His heart is eager to be strong, eager to break out!

"Say it! If I can do it!"

Liu Zhengyang looked at Wang Shang with a complicated expression.

The king didn't say much. He waved his hand and a token flew in front of Liu Zhengyang: "There is a portrait of a man on it. If you meet him outside the realm, I hope to help him if your strength permits! "

This request made Liu Zhengyang raised his brows.

He thought that the king was going to leave a bloodline for himself, maybe he would have the hope of resurrection when he saw the Black Soul tribe.

But the king's request surprised him a little.

"This person was kind to me back then. At that time, I was still a black soul juvenile body. If it weren't for him, I might not be who I am now! It's a pity that I never met him again!"

"Human race?"

Liu Zhengyang inspired the token, looking at the immature face above, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"No, he is an ancient race!"

Hearing the king’s explanation, Liu Zhengyang discovered that there was a pattern of lightning on his immature face and forehead.

"Ancient?"

Liu Zhengyang said silently in his heart, perhaps this line on his forehead is a sign! It is not difficult to infer from the king's words that there are many races outside the realm.

To the extent that Liu Zhengyang was also very curious, he wanted to go out to find out!

"Come on! Let me see how powerful you are!"

The king no longer hesitated, his body suddenly burst, the golden light suddenly extinguished, and he finally revealed his body.

A handsome man who turned into a young man looks very good.

Stroking the golden sword in his hand, the king's complexion softened a lot, but there was still a faint painful color revealed.