Chapter 857, Chapter 161: Holy Land Temperament

The Grand Master is of course very strong. The psychic body is almost immune to the spiritual power collection of the two qualitative transformations. Only the spiritual skills after the third qualitative transformation can bring them enough damage, which can reach this level of spiritual power density. , The combined attack of the fierce realm and the technique of the king realm are indispensable, and even the great masters’ stunts can’t be settled in a single battle. It is easy to win and lose, but life and death are difficult.

In particular, the great master’s unique aura escape technique is a swift escape technique that surpasses sound. This has also led to the fact that if it is not for the grandmaster level to seek death, it will inevitably be able to pull out the escape space, even in the face of the king realm. It is not without the power to escape.

But Grand Master is only Grand Master after all. His ability to escape from birth does not mean that he can protect one party. To put it bluntly, with Tang’s ability today and today, the top Wuzong team of the third or fifth team is enough to contain Living with a great master also made the people in the central hall very doubtful that just more great masters can resist the positive pressure.

Tang Luo looked at the flashing eyes of the people, and naturally understood what they were worrying about, and said indifferently: "Within a hundred years, I will definitely be able to prove to the other side and achieve the King Realm. I think, a King Realm martial artist plus dozens of Grand Masters, It should be enough to make people not dare to act rashly. Even if the Han family loses, they should be able to buy enough time for the tribe to evacuate."

The news of Wu Shengshan was passed on from generation to generation by Xiao Jinlin. Because it was directly passed on to the patriarch, many people didn’t know who was standing in front of them, facing the suspicious eyes of most people, a round of shining bright as the sun. Divine Soul appeared above Tang Luo's head, illuminating the entire central hall.

This is the shock and confidence brought by the 19-year-old fierce martial artist.

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When Xu Laoying rushed to Lanshan City, it was already the end of September. After losing Longxi's ranking reward to the first mansion, he sat in the middle hall like an uncle.

"I'm here, why is it so angry, because I didn't find a brothel to stay on the road?"

"Brother, you didn't say when you made this plan, it will involve Brother Bu!"

Xu's walking peach blossom eyes were full of annoyance, and he complained: "If I had known this, it would be better for me to kill the thousand sorrows. Did you know that Brother Bu was taken as a saint son and punished Yashan? Confinement for three years."

"Oh, drink tea." Tang Luo was very calm, because he knew from the beginning that a Dapeng Mountain leader could not resist this level of disaster at all, and only a person of the same identity could come out to resist. . It seemed that Bu Xiao was the one who resisted and gave the other two holy places.

"Aren't you surprised?" Xu Laoying was surprised at Tang Luo's calmness, and said anxiously: "This is the saint son of the Holy Land Heavenly Sect. You are deprived of your identity because of your design. Are you not nervous?!"

"How can I be nervous?" Tang Luo shrugged, "I didn't make the mistake, and I didn't protect him. It was not me who punished him. You really think that Bu Xiao was deprived of his status as a holy son because of shelter. Is Duan Qianshou's relationship?"

Xu Laoying was taken aback for a moment, and asked puzzledly: "Otherwise?"

Not in a hurry to answer Xu Laoying's question, Tang Luo suddenly asked, "Wu Shengshan, you have been in contact for so long. Tell me, what kind of organization do you think this is?"

"Enmm is probably a large-scale martial arts research institution that continues to study and explore." Xu Laoying pondered for a long time and defined a definition: "Compared to other holy sites, Wu Shengshan is more concerned about the possibility of exploring martial arts, especially in some In the eyes of the mountain master, good and evil are not worth mentioning in comparison with martial arts studies. Therefore, when many tycoons on the side of the disaster are desperate, they will offer their own martial arts to Wu Shengshan to pray for shelter, and Wu Shengshan is also unwilling to come."

"Then think again, what kind of person is Bu Xiao?"

Mentioning this friend, Xu Laoying lifted his spirits and praised him: "Brother Bu is extremely talented, proud, and ambitious. Although he has a short acquaintance, Brother Bu has never said his own ambitions, but watching his daily actions, It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the most diligent saint son of Wu Shengshan ever. Such a top saint son has been deprived of his status. I really don't understand what Dapeng Shanzhu thought.

"You see, this is the problem. Talent is high and diligent, and there is a grand blueprint in his chest. Such a person should be the son of Tiannan Wang or Zhongzhou An, Wu Shengshan?" Tang Luo shook his head and smiled lightly: "Even if there is no such thing today, if you make any mistakes the next day, Wu Shengshan will have to beat and warn you, because Bu Xiao's temperament is incompatible with Wu Shengshan, do you understand?"

"How is it possible!" Xu Lao Ying said dissatisfied: "Brother Bu is the only son of Wu Shengshan who was selected by Wu Shengshan's triumphant victory over the past millennia. He is not the only one who is ranked among the best in the field of education or martial arts, but you say he is not suitable for Wu Shengshan. Is it ridiculous!"

"Is it ridiculous? It's okay." Tang Luo added tea to himself, and said lightly: "There are mostly martial arts researchers on Wusheng Mountain. It's nothing more than the level of cultivation. But you know what martial arts researchers are most unwilling to do. What is meaningless and a waste of time, and war is the most meaningless and time-consuming thing. Unfortunately, your brother does not think so. His ambition is not to become a researcher. He wants to become the king of Wu Shengshan, the king of Longzhou, and even the king of the world. Such a person, in addition to causing trouble to researchers, does not see any meaning that must exist for the time being."

Although he only met a few times, Tang Luo was able to confirm the vision in Bu Xiao's heart, because from his attitude towards those family princes, he could draw a conclusion that the saint son of Wu Shengshan did not control the group of dragons. Regarding the Zhouhao clan as an independent and complete family, but as a vassal of Wu Shengshan, even in his eyes, the attitude of those lords to him should be like a waiter on Bifang Mountain.

With extraordinary talents and high positions, if such a person still has enough ambition and desire to control, it would be really terrifying.

Xu Laoying suddenly lost his senses, because he faintly felt that Tang Luo's understanding of Bu Xiao was even deeper than that of a self-proclaimed friend, and he was persuaded even more frustratingly.

The sad part is that he feels that he is facing the same problem as Bu Xiao.

With a heavy sigh, Xu Laoying picked up the already-cooled cup of tea in front of him, drank it, and slumped: "Cousin, if you look at it this way, it would be difficult for me to become the Holy Master of the Xu family."

"Uh, this is not necessarily true. I think Yuanzhou Xu's family is a particularly pragmatic holy land. If you can't be blamed by the power of cultivation, then there should be nothing wrong with being a holy master?"

(End of this chapter)