In nearly a year, Wang Qiong established his power and built a spiritual nest, and finally came out of the wasteland.

The air outside becomes fresh and sweet at this time.

Wang Qiong took a deep breath and suddenly felt like he was released from prison.

"It's been a year, and I've finally come out." Wang Qiong sighed.

It has been a year since the First King Sacrifice.

He will never forget that on the Tianwang Mountain, many disciples from the Guangming Academy became the resources and sacrifices for the Chuwang Grand Sacrifice.

It was also the place where his fate turned to the point. He fought a lot and had survived after experiencing life and death.

Wang Qiong was much stronger than that day.

"This is my stage." Wang Qiong clenched his fists.

There is still about a year before the opening of the Apocalypse Treasure House, and he must improve his strength as soon as possible during this period and enter the Merge Realm.

Only in this way can he return to the wasteland to retrieve the future seal, enter the treasure house of Apocalypse, and obtain Lin Luotian's legacy.

Rumors were made in the world that Lin Luotian left the most precious thing in his life there.

That thing is the treasure brought back from the end of the sky by the most powerful man in three thousand years.

With such an opportunity, no one who practices will not be moved, and Wang Qiong is no exception.

However, with his current strength, he is obviously not qualified to get involved in such taboos.

"I have to improve my strength as soon as possible."

The resources from the outside world are obviously much richer than wasteland.

However, his current identity is very sensitive. Once he appears, he will be hunted by the Palace of Light. First of all, he must find a way to get rid of this important identity.

If there are any people and forces in this world who can even compete with the Palace of Light without fear.

A name emerged when Wang Qiong's mind was neutral.

Emperor Qin!

Today's Qin Emperor's achievements are beyond the past and present. With his magnificent achievements in revolutionizing the tripod, he has created the only trend in the world, and has great talent and strategy, which has been brilliant in the world.

The most important thing is that Qin Emperor's strength is unfathomable and he has already entered one of the twelve thrones more than ten years ago.

I am afraid that today, only His Majesty Qin Emperor can protect Wang Qiong without fear of the intimidation of the Palace of Light.

"Your Majesty Qin Emperor, you are arrogant and may not fall in love with a little guy like me." Wang Qiong whispered.

Although he is extremely talented, he has never seen a great master like Qin Huang? He himself is a peerless genius.

Unless they are the sons and nephews of the royal family, this supreme giant may have some thoughts on training.

"Maybe you can pass the first playboy, and the old lady's love is fine..." Wang Qiong thought for a while.

According to the information from the Palace of Light, the first playboy is the current seventh prince and the parent-child of the Qin Emperor.

The two of them jointly founded the God-Slaying Guild. Along the way, they had a deep friendship, but people's hearts were unpredictable, just because they didn't know whether the other party was willing to offend the Palace of Light for him.

In addition to the Seventh Prince, there is also Princess Youhuang.

This current sister of His Majesty Qin Emperor will definitely protect him for the sake of Uncle Lame.

However, Princess Youhuang, the dragon, has no head to see her, and even the royal disciples can't meet her once.

Wang Qiong wants to find her is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Besides, if it were not surprising, Princess Youhuang should be chasing her lover all over the world, so she probably wouldn't have time to pay attention to him.

"Go out first."

Wang Qiong walked out of the deep pool. He looked at the surrounding mountains. If he guessed correctly, it should be a hundred thousand mountains, and there was still a long way to go from Daqin.

Chirp...

At this moment, a strange cry came from behind.

Wang Qiong was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, a chubby white meat ball came out of his robe and crawled onto his shoulder.

"Damn...what is this..." Wang Qiong shouted in dismay.

The white meat ball suddenly fell from Wang Qiong's shoulder and fell to the ground. Because of too much meat, it bounced twice, rolled to the distance, hit the stone, and stopped.

Wang Qiong widened his eyes before seeing clearly.

The chubby thing in front of me was like a bug, chubby, white and tender. At first glance, it looked like white dough, with big watery eyes swaying.

At this time, the white meat ball raised its big head that was almost integrated with its body, looked at Wang Qiong with crystal clear eyes, as if it was wronged.

Pang Shuo's body squirmed gently and rolled to Wang Qiong's feet. He rubbed his hands and cried while rubbing...

"What's the situation!?"

Wang Qiong was stunned. He had never seen such a strange creature before, and he didn't even know where this thing came from.

"Did you come from the wasteland?"

Wang Qiong glanced at him.

The skin on the surface of the white dough is gradually falling off, and a trace of spiritual energy is slowly blending in and absorbed by its body.

This is obviously because I have never been exposed to spiritual energy. In a short period of time, the body sensed spiritual energy and began to undergo abnormal changes.

But if he really came from the wasteland, Wang Qiong didn't realize it?

"Strange stock..." Wang Qiong frowned slightly, and suddenly wanted to step on the white meat ball to death with one kick.

However, looking at the big watery eyes, he resisted the impulse and intuition told himself that this thing might be of some use.

"Take you with me for the time being. If it is useless, I will bake you." Wang Qiong hooked his fingers.

The white dough shrank, then it bounced high and landed on Wang Qiong's shoulder. The big watery eyes stopped crying, narrowed slightly, as if they were laughing.

"Heartless."

Wang Qiong took the white dough on the way.

One hundred thousand mountains are reborn and overlapping. It is not easy to walk out without magic circles, especially when monsters gather on the road, ordinary people dare not go deeper.

However, Wang Qiong is not an ordinary person. With his current strength, no monster can harm him unless he meets a dominant person.

As for the white dough, I spent most of my time sleeping along the way, and spiritual energy was like a hypnotic to it.

Wang Qiong could sense that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was constantly injected into the body of the white dough, and its body seemed like a bottomless pit.

This also caused almost all the white dough to lie on Wang Qiong's shoulders, lying on the flesh and flowing around, sometimes rolling down from the shoulders and never waking up.

"It's almost five more days to get out."

It has been half a month since I returned. I was about to walk out of the 100,000 mountains, Wang Qiong was slightly expectant and nervous.

On this day, he was resting in the valley.

Suddenly, the ground suddenly vibrated slightly.

"Someone!" Wang Qiong's spiritual consciousness spread out

Thirty miles away, a group of people rode strange foals from afar.

"White Armored Dragon Hoof Horse!" Wang Qiong's eyes narrowed slightly.

This spiritual horse combines the bloodlines of the Red Blood Far-Scale Horse, the Dragon Scale Beast and the White-horned Dragon Python, and is a alien species carefully cultivated by the Guangming Academy.

Back then, Wang Qiong saw it once when he was in Guangming Academy. It was just cultivated at that time, but it was immature and the number was extremely rare.

"Brother, is it reliable for the witches of the Dark Church to speak? There are nine gods in the inheritance of the gods and evil spirits, and the evil gods in the Great Wilderness rank fifth. Will they really hide in such a place?"

At this moment, one of the young men spoke.
Chapter completed!