Now Fang Lang has finally been promoted to King Wu, so his strength is at least higher than King Wu's Level 5, maybe Level 6, Level 7, or even Level 8 and Level 9 of King Wu.

But Fang Lang didn't say anything, and they could do nothing but swallow this curiosity secretly.

Of course, some people also ask for information about wooden ice and snow, because wooden ice and snow is Fang Lang's pillow, and wooden ice and snow itself is powerful, and it is most likely to see Fang Lang's strength.

However, Wood and Bingxue remained silent, a pair of Ice and Snow Goddesses, people couldn't get close, they could only sigh.

"Hahaha..." Watching the crowd being beaten, Fang Lang laughed, looking very happy.

Of course, this was also despised by everyone.

After the banquet, peace was restored in Dalin County. All fighters left the place and most returned to retreat.

This time Fang Lang said that the people benefited a lot, even if a dozen leaders had to retreat to digest it.

Yan Haotian, Shenwu Wang and other friends also left Yecheng. They also need to retreat for a while.

Among all the people, the only one who was free was Fang Lang. He has been promoted to the Kingdom of King Wu, Zong Qinghou of the Hundred Small Worlds. His achievements are earth-shattering, and it is difficult to improve in a short period of time. Therefore, he does not need to practice alone.

In addition, Fang Lang is powerful and profound. He can simply increase his achievements by finding some treasure, or increase his martial will by finding treasure.

However, this treasure is so rare that it cannot be found in 18 of the North Sea. It was only found after 18 he left the North Sea.

However, Fang Lang was not idle all the time. He took this opportunity to be with his parents and family, as well as Mu Xue's three women.

A few months later, Yan Haotian passed through the customs and led a large group of strong people back to the territory of the Dayan Kingdom, preparing to rebuild the Dayan Kingdom.

Some people from Yecheng also came back.

At first, people in Yecheng were all planning to go back. After all, this was originally a great land. They don't quite want to occupy it.

Fang Lang naturally wouldn't be under strong pressure.

However, the imperial army sent representatives of Dajiang Kingdom to let the people of Yecheng stay. They are willing to dedicate this city to Ye Jia.

This is obviously trying to win over Fang Lang. The Ye family discussed this and decided to keep some people and use this Ye City as the second base of the Ye family.

Fang Langzao no longer manages the Ye family's affairs. No comments on this. In any case, this is beneficial and harmless to the Ye family.

Fang Lang didn't take the army back this time. He went to the death swamp alone, and then re-entered the golden palace left by the blood knife lord.

In the quiet chamber, the portrait of the Holy Blood Sword still hangs on the wall. When Tian Ye bowed three times, a familiar sigh sounded.

"You did go this way!"

The portrait is radiant, and a shadow flickers.

In front of the void, a middle-aged man in a bloody robe appeared, with deep eyes and dazzling stars shining in his eyes.

The Blood Demon Sword Saint looked at Ye Zi in front of him, with an inexplicable feeling in his eyes, he sighed, and also heaved a sigh of relief.

"Master!" Fang Lang made a gift respectfully. When he came here this time, he first told the Blood Demon Sword Saint that he was going to leave the Eighteen Kingdoms of Beihai, and secondly, he asked some martial saint-level masters about cultivation.

"Since you have chosen this path, you don't say anything about being a teacher. There are no teachers on this path, and few people walk along it. Therefore, you have no experience and can only rely on yourself." Blood Demon The sword master took a deep look at Fang Lang and said.

"Yes!" Fang Lang nodded. Since he chose this path, he has made such preparations.

Fang Lang suddenly thought of what a literary master said in his previous life: There is no way in the world. When there are more people walking, there is a way.

"The road is under my feet. The place where my feet step is my road!" Fang Lang's eyes were firm, beating in the eyes of the God of Brightness, very confident.

The blood demon sword saint nodded and praised: Yes, this encounter, your soul is finally perfect, and your mental state is also complete, which is the basis for becoming strong.

By the way, how did you break into Jiutian Palace? The Blood Demon Sword Saint then asked with some expectation. Master, I have become the son of Tai Chi Holy Land! Fang Lang said hesitantly, after all, he is a disciple of the Blood Demon Sword Saint, but now he has become a disciple of Heaven No. 9.

Blood Demon Knife Saint's eyes lit up, and he smiled, "Okay! Well done, the Tai Chi Temple is following the Dao vein, and it is very suitable for you."

Fang Lang was relieved when he heard the words, at least the Blood Demon Sword Master didn't blame him. In fact, he didn't know that the Blood Demon Sword Master alone had no messy rules.

Next, Fang Lang took this opportunity to ask some questions about cultivating the blood demon sword saint fighter. The opponent is a super powerful martial saint level, so it was naturally a question and answer, which benefited Fang Lang a lot.

A month later, Fang Lang bid farewell to the Holy Blood Demon Sword and left the Death Swamp.

From then on, Fang Langyi sprinted along the road and soon returned to the territory of Dayan Kingdom.

Fang Langxin set foot on his familiar homeland again, full of excitement. He passed by and saw some people from the great inflammation country excitedly building the city wall.

At this time, no army of Great Wei was attacked, because Great Wei had already been wiped out, including the Lord Great Wei, and even the original murderer king had been killed by the coalition forces.

Today's Great Wei State is even more severely divided by its neighbors, such as the Great Yan State and the Great Song State.

Not seeing any acquaintances, Fang Lang continued to walk forward, and soon came to the male Wu Jun.

The mighty martial arts swept people out, but Fang Lang didn't see any acquaintances in the Beast King City, and there was another person he didn't see.

"Strange, where is Mr. Yu?" Fang Lang frowned, hiding his body deep in the clouds, secretly looking down at the Beastmaster City below.

When he came out to experience for the first time, he got advice from the wizard Yu Lao of this bm city, and benefited a lot from it. This time I wanted to thank the old man, but I couldn't find his breath.

In addition, Fang Lang came to look for Elder Yu, and also wanted to inquire about the third elder from him.

Not long ago, the old Xing Xing told him that the three elders left Beixue County not long after he participated in the Heavenly War on the Nine. They haven't come back yet.

Old Xing Xing and Fifth Elder were very worried about this.

Fang Lang is very grateful to the three elders, so he has the responsibility to take over this matter. That's why he went home alone. He needs to secretly check the whereabouts of the three elders. ..

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