Fantasy: I Can See Hidden Messages In Everything

The gate of the Feixian Temple!

This is already the fourth day that the eight-armed little ape king blocked the door.

The eight-armed little ape king, Yuan Bubai, defeated all the enemies of Feixian Shengyuan!

The heavenly king-level seed cultivator of the Holy Academy lost one after another, and then adopted wheel tactics, and the cultivators of the Holy Academy came forward to fight with them one after another.

Want to wear Yuan Bubai's Magic power.

But this method is useless at all, the other party doesn't need Magic power at all to defeat the cultivator of the ordinary level of the Holy Court, just relying on the overbearing physical strength is enough.

certainly!

Yuan Bubai also knew that there were strong people in the Holy Academy watching, so he didn't dare to go too far.

It was just seriously injured, thrown back to the limit, and did not dare to kill.

But only one person blocked the gate of the holy courtyard, which made the cultivators of the Feixian holy courtyard feel a great shame, and they were ashamed to see others.

This also established Yuan Bubai's invincible prestige.

"A group of native chickens and dogs, don't be overwhelmed and suffer!"

"Shout out Zhou Ze, I've finished my warm-up, and I'll be waiting to face him in my peak condition."

Eight-armed little ape king Yuan Bubai's cold eyes were like lightning, shooting cold light, scanning the cultivators of the Flying Immortal Holy Academy, piercing into the skin like a Sword Ray.

There is a kind of coldness that penetrates the bone.

What arrogance is this.

What a humiliation.

All the cultivators of the Holy Academy are just chickens and dogs in front of each other, fighting to the death, just to warm up for them.

It's so irritating!

"Damn it, this monkey speaks really amazingly, Daozi's subordinates are so proud of it!"

"Hmph, I waited until Zhou Ze wasn't around to call, I think he did it on purpose, disgusting!

"Isn't it just relying on my daddy as a fairy god, or else I would have seen King Yama long ago!"

Of course the cultivator of Feixian Holy Academy was not convinced.

The strongest combat force on our side did not show up, so the talk was somehow suppressed.

Besides, Zhou Ze has been silent for ten years, and he didn't return on purpose.

"Why don't you call Heng Wu out, although he has some Qi Deviation, but his talent is there, maybe he can fight this monkey.

"Forget it, he can't even beat Zhou Ze's body, it's useless!"

"There are also the children of the aristocratic families in the courtyard. The enemy is facing the enemy, but not half of them stand up to fight, what a fool!"

"Heh~ Except for the fact that those people bullied us very hard at the beginning, aren't they all soft-legged shrimps at other times!"

"You have to think about it this way. Being sent to Feixian Holy Academy by aristocratic families is not a good thing in itself. Either the qualifications are mediocre, or you are from a collateral lineage. It's just the name of the blood of longevity."

I really have a sense of recognition and belonging to Feixian Holy Academy.

Either it is a cultivator from a place like Qin Mu in a hundred states, or it is selected from various places in Weiyang Daofu.

And those children from the Longevity Family basically came here to make up the number, it can be regarded as giving some faces to Feixian Holy Academy, and sending some ordinary children over.

But they still regarded themselves as the children of the aristocratic family.

At the beginning, these people are indeed more arrogant than other cultivators.

But later, with the rise of Yan Hongxiu and other real talents, they didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

The youths of all ethnic groups who watched the battle expressed their deep boredom in this battle.

One generation of cultivator in one hospital is suppressed by one person.

This battle is really boring!

"Then what happened to Zhou Ze? He hasn't come out for so long!"

"Perhaps he is really not in the holy courtyard. After all, he has been silent for ten years and has disappeared!"

"Hehe~ I don't think he dares to come out to fight at all!"

"The Innate of the human race is weak. How many people show Transcendent arrogance in the early stage, but they are still weak in the follow-up, and everyone is stunned! The eight-armed ape king Yuan Bubai is different. He carries the immortal blood, and can continue to tap the potential of the immortal blood. The further back it gets, the more terrifying it is.”

"Ten years of hard work have brought the Little Ape King to an extremely terrifying situation!"

"Maybe that Zhou Ze is hiding in the dark and watching, seeing that the little ape king is so brave that he can't fight. This is the nature of the human race."

The remarks of the young people of the Wanzu are obviously on the side of the Octopus King, belittling the revision of the Human Race.

When these words reached Shizi in the mid-empty golden chariot, he looked down at the speaker just now, his eyes were indifferent,

"What kind of rubbish race are you, and you deserve to slander and belittle my human race."

"If you dare to gossip again, I will destroy your entire clan!"

The son's words are still deterrent.

After all, the king of Zhenbei has a fierce reputation, and he has a terrifying record of slaughtering several big clans.

So, time!

Those young people of all races who were really chewing their tongues just now shut their mouths in silence for a while, not daring to speak again.

But I was still muttering and complaining in my heart, expressing dissatisfaction.

The prince glanced at Yuan Bubai, the eight-armed ape king, and at the cultivators of the Feixian Holy Academy, and asked, "Is Zhou Ze from your academy here?"

Someone in the holy courtyard smiled wryly, "My son, Zhou Ze Daozi is really not in the holy courtyard. He left with the dean ten years ago. I don't know where to go to practice!"

"Okay, then wait!"

The prince flicked his sleeves, "If the time limit expires and Zhou Ze hasn't shown up yet, this prince will personally fight you, a little monkey of the ape family."

The voice just fell!

Everyone below was also shocked.

The Prince of Zhenbei wants to do it himself?

Even the eight-armed little ape king Yuan Bubai stared closely at the son.

In terms of status, the Prince of Zhenbei is no weaker than him!

The Zhenbei King is not afraid of his family's old ape king.

However, Yuan Bubai was not timid to fight, he stared at Shizi and responded, "Okay!"

"Being able to defeat the son of the King of the North of the Human Race, this trip is worthwhile!"

Shizi just smiled and said nothing.

In his eyes, Yuan Bubai is not a terrible opponent.

When the time comes to the ninth day!

It is already the day before the deadline.

Zhou Ze still didn't show up and came back. His son was sitting on the golden chariot, the wind was light and the clouds were calm, and he was majestic and majestic.

Everyone is still waiting, and they still have some expectations, which is not boring.

After all, if Zhou Ze does not come out and War Practitioner is replaced by Prince Zhenbei, this matchup will be even more eye-catching.

The God Son of the Celestial Race clenched his fists and looked at Shi Zi with piercing eyes.

If the opponent plays, then he also has the opportunity to fight with him.

Take racial revenge.

"Your Majesty, are you really going to fight him?" The golden armored Divine General Xun Ming frowned.

"Sitting for too long, it's time to exercise your muscles and bones." Shizi said indifferently, "But I guess Zhou Ze will come on time then!"

"Why?" Jinjia Divine General Xunming was puzzled.

"There is no reason, just because he is the disciple of Yaoxianzi!" Shizi said.

Based on his understanding of the character of the demon dean.

It is absolutely impossible to let Yuan Bubai go easily.

Therefore, if Zhou Ze didn't come out, he agreed to take action to save face for Feixian Holy Academy, and he was also saying it to the dean of Yaoxian.

But another moment!

A sluggish figure appeared outside the horizon of Feixian Holy Courtyard, walking towards it, step by step, stamping in the void, leaving the pattern of the avenue, making the void tremble.

The rhythm of such gods and demons also attracted everyone's attention in an instant.

"I... f*ck... how dare he show up!"

Everyone took a deep breath and saw Zhou Ze's figure appear.

Even though they had been psychologically prepared, they still trembled inexplicably.

……ask for flowers……

don't know why!

His eyes moved closely following each other.

On the contrary, the cultivators of Feixian Holy Academy were slightly shocked at first, and then excited.

"Dao... Daozi! Hahaha~ Daozi from our courtyard is back.

"That arrogant monkey, wait to be abused!"

"If Daozi can defeat him once, he can defeat him twice."

"Suppress him, let him taste the taste of being ravaged."

The cultivator of Feixian Holy Academy clenched his fists, excited and high-spirited.

"Interesting, being accepted as a direct disciple by Yao Fairy, let me see what's so special about you?"

The corner of Shizi's mouth raised slightly, and his originally sitting body stood up, and his attitude suddenly became very serious.

What he was curious about was not Zhou Ze defeating Yuan Bubai.

It was the reason why he was accepted as a direct disciple by Qiu Chiwei of the Yaoxian Clan.

You know, that demon fairy is not weak even in the Immortal God Realm.

Yuan Bubai also turned around, and looked at Zhou Ze face to face, his fighting spirit was completely boiled, his eyes were bright, "Heh~ finally appeared, human Zhou Ze!"

He raised his stick and pointed it at Zhou Ze, the blood in his body was boiling.

In an instant, like a flying fairy, the whole body is covered with golden light, and it goes straight to the sky, and there are fairy runes flying around, which makes people feel shocked.

This is the true power of the eight-armed little ape king.

Supreme style.

"The defeat you gave me ten years ago, this battle, I will give you back."

Yuan Bubai stepped forward, and every time he took a step, his momentum rose a bit.

Even behind him, they all condensed into a phantom similar to a god and demon in a trance, with hundreds of feet in length.

The pupils of that phantom are bright, and between opening and closing, there are images of the ups and downs of the heavens and worlds, and the shape of raising a stick to smash immortals and gods.

"There was indeed something hidden in the first battle just now, and his Cultivation Base is only one step away from the Faxiang Realm."

"After this victory, gather the invincible momentum again, and it is estimated that you will be able to go straight to the Dharma Realm."

"In just ten years, she has cultivated her primordial spirit to perfection. For such a genius of all races who possesses real immortal blood, practicing is as simple as drinking water."

Most of the young Tianjiao present, and even the Sacred Land Holy Son and the Longevity Son of the human race, are still wandering around the late stage in the Primordial Spirit Realm, and a few have touched the late stage, the consummated Realm.

Yuan Bubai even stepped out of the half step at the point of perfection.

This realm can be called the Half step Realm.

You must know that the practice of Yuanshen Realm is extremely harsh and slow, and it would take at least two or three hundred years for a normal cultivator to cultivate Yuanshen to a perfect and immortal Realm.

Ten years is really too short for a cultivator.

"I've been waiting for this battle for a long time, and the fairy blood in my body has completely boiled!!"

Yuan Bubai shouted as before, with high spirits and fighting spirit,

"Zhou Ze, use all your supernatural powers and hole cards, otherwise you will have no chance!"

"In the first battle ten years ago, I was defeated by your supernatural power, and it was just a coincidence that I was restrained by you."

"Now I am transformed again, after ten years of trials and tribulations! Whether it is talent or background, they are enough to crush you, what do you use to fight me!"

The voice rolled over and reached Zhou Ze's ears.

His eyes are sharp, like a fairy sword drawn out of its sheath, showing its sharpness, extremely brilliant, drawing out lightning bolts in the sky and earth, frightening everyone.

"Noisy monkey, let's put on a monkey show!"

Zhou Ze just responded indifferently, he slapped it with a bang, and it turned into the size of a dustpan, with golden runes flashing on it, and various Dao patterns intertwined.

This is not like a palm, it is clearly the will of heaven and earth, turned into an ancient talisman, formed a golden palm print and fell down, who dares to take the lead?