Now Fang Lang was finally promoted to King Wu, so his strength at least surpassed King Wu's 5th level, maybe 6th, 7th, or even 8th and 9th level of King Wu.

But Fang Lang didn't say that they were powerless and could only secretly swallow this curiosity.

Of course, some people ask about wooden ice and snow, because wooden ice and snow is Fang Lang’s pillow, and wooden ice and snow is powerful, and it is most likely to see Fang Lang’s power.

However, the wood, ice and snow remained silent, and the pair of ice and snow goddesses made it impossible for people to approach, and could only sigh.

"Hahaha..." Fang Lang laughed, looking very happy as the crowd was beaten.

Of course, this has also been despised by everyone.

After the banquet, Dalin County restored peace. All the fighters left this place, and most of them 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, King Shenwu and other friends also left Yecheng. They still need to retreat for a while.

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

In addition, Fang Lang is powerful and profound. He can simply look for some treasures to improve his achievements, or look for treasures to enhance the will of martial arts.

However, this treasure is so rare that it cannot be found in 18 of the North Sea. Only after he left 18 in the North Sea could he find it.

However, Fang Lang has not been idle all the time. He took this opportunity to accompany his parents and family, as well as the three women of Mu Xue.

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

Some people from Yecheng also came back.

At first, the people of Yecheng were ready to go back. After all, this originally belonged to a great land. They don't want to occupy it.

Fang Lang would naturally not carry strong pressure.

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

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

Fang Langzao no longer manages the affairs of the Ye family. 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 lord of the blood knife.

In the quiet secret room, the portrait of the Holy Blood Demon Sword is still hanging on the wall. When Tian Ye bowed three times, a familiar sigh sounded.

"You did go this way!"

The portrait was radiant and a shadow flashed by.

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

The Blood Demon Blade Saint looked at the leaves in front of him with an inexplicable feeling in his eyes. He sighed and sighed with relief.

"Master!" Fang Lang respectfully made a gift. When I came here this time, he first told the Blood Demon Blade Saint Seiya that he was going to leave the Eighteen Kingdoms of the North Sea, and then he asked the Martial Saint-level master some questions about cultivation.

"Since you have chosen this path, you won't say anything to be a teacher. No teacher has walked this path, and few people follow it. Therefore, you have no experience and can only rely on yourself." Saint Dao glanced at Fang Lang deeply 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. When more people are walking, there is a way.

"The road is under my feet. The place where my foot steps on is my road!" Fang Lang's eyes were firm, and he was very confident in the eyes of the God of Light.

The blood demon sword saint nodded and praised: Yes, this time you meet, your soul is finally perfect, and your mental state is complete. This is the basis for becoming strong.

By the way, how did you break into the Jiutian Palace? Blood Demon Blade Saint then asked expectantly. Master, I have become the son of Tai Chi Holy Land! Fang Lang said hesitantly, after all, he is the disciple of the Blood Demon Sword Saint, but now he has become the disciple of the Ninth Heaven.

The eyes of the saint of Blood Demon Knife lit up, and he smiled, "Okay! Well done, the Tai Chi Temple is walking along the Dao veins, which is very suitable for you."

Fang Lang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. At least the Blood Demon Sword Sage didn't blame him. In fact, he didn't know that the blood demon Sword Sage alone had no messy rules.

Next, Fang Lang took the opportunity to ask some questions about cultivating the Blood Demon Sword Saint. The opponent was a super powerful Martial Saint level. It was naturally a question and answer, which greatly benefited Fang Lang.

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

After that, Fang Langyi sprinted along the road and quickly returned to the territory of Great Yan Nation.

Fang Langxin set foot on his familiar home again, filled with excitement. He passed by and saw some people from countries with great inflammation building the city wall excitedly.

At this time, no Great Wei's army was under attack, because Great Wei had been eliminated, including the Great Wei Lord, and even the original murder 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.

Without seeing any acquaintances, Fang Lang continued to move forward and soon came to the male Wu Jun.

The mighty martial arts swept the people out, but Fang Lang did not see any acquaintances in Beast King City, and there was one other person he did not see.

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

When he first came out to experience, he got the advice of 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 did not find his breath.

In addition, Fang Lang came to Elder Yu and wanted to inquire about the Third Elder from him.

Not long ago, Old Xingxing told him that the three elders had left Beixue County shortly after he took part in the Battle of Heaven on the 9th. They have not returned yet.

Old Xingxing and the fifth elders were very worried about this.

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