In ancient worlds like Fengyun, the New Year atmosphere is quite strong.

Wang Hong, who was pulled out of the temple by Mingyue, had a lively New Year at Ming's house. Amidst the laughter and joy, Wang Hong felt like he was a different life.

Fortunately, even if he can't do it, he will not indulge in it.

On the morning of the eighth day of the lunar month, Wang Hong handed over a storage bag to Mingyue and then explained it seriously.

"I'm going to go out for a long trip. There are some exercises and pills in the storage bag. You can get it first."

"If I don't come back within ten days, you will take your grandma away from Wushuang City. I will leave a fleet of ships at Sanjiangkou, and they will take you south to Yizhou Island."

"The Central Plains will inevitably be in chaos in the next fifty years. You are not the one at the forefront of the storm, so there is no need to stay in the Central Plains and get involved..."

Wang Hong is not sure what the final result of this Dragon Slaying Battle will be. If there is a life-and-death crisis, he can only choose to return to Earth Star, so many things must be explained in advance.

Mingyue is a smart girl. After hearing Wang Hong say so much, he already knows what he means.

But Mingyue did not cried like an ordinary girl, but instead made Wang Hong no longer have to worry about her and her grandmother.

For a moment, Wang Hong's heart was a little excited, but he knew very well that he could not stay in this world forever. The more affectionate a good woman was, the less suitable she was to take that step.

With a cruel heart, Wang Hong's figure instantly disappeared from the front of Mingyue and teleported to the sword residence in the Tago Desert.

When he met the seven dragon-slaying warriors a few years ago, he had already informed him to gather at Jianyu on the eighth day of the first lunar month.

Therefore, Jianyu, which used to be quiet and quiet, has been very lively these two days. Even the busiest Xiongba arrived here last night.

Except for the Emperor Ying, who was born in Japan, the other six of these seven people have more or less a grudge.

Needless to say, Wuming and the Sword Saint, are old opponents that everyone knows about in the world.

The Second Blade Emperor and the First Evil Emperor have been entangled for decades. Even though the latter has long been impatient, the former still has been defeated and fought repeatedly.

Xiongba and Duan Shuai also had some small grudges. The people from the Tianxia Association, led by the young Bu Jingyun, invaded Duan Shuai's hometown Duanjiazhuang. Although they did not cause any substantial damage, the account Duan Shuai was not so easy to forget!

In addition, a Emperor Shadow who is a man of martial arts and likes to challenge all kinds of strong men, the atmosphere in the sword house in the past two days can be exploded with a little spark.

Fortunately, everyone knew that the dragon slaying was a big deal, and Wuming, a prestigious old man, was here, so Jianyu was not destroyed by the melee of the powerful.

After Wang Hong arrived, Wuming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Even though he had already stepped into the fourth level with half his foot, he had not become a true god.

At the same time, Wuming felt that he could not bear it.

Jianyu's living room was not big, and only eight chairs were placed. Wang Hong did not regard himself as an outsider and sat in the main seat and said loudly.

"I am all older than me, so I won't talk about the great principles of working together."

"A few days ago, the Western Demon Dragon suddenly emerged. Its combat power is slightly inferior to that of the Eastern Divine Dragon, but the effect of dragon blood is roughly the same."

"I thought about it for a while, I still have to pick up the persimmons and pinch them."

"Let's go to the Xiyi Divine Mountain first, kill the better-to-treat demon dragon, strengthen it with the blood of the demon dragon, and then consider the divine dragon in the East China Sea."

The occurrence of demon dragons and divine images in the West has spread throughout the Central Plains with the Hu Shang from the East, and the people present have heard some rumors to a greater or lesser extent.

"Aren't those Hu merchants bragging?" Xiongba asked in confusion.

Although Wang Hong has never explained his goal to him, a hero like Xiongba is much better than a normal warrior, and he can guess some of it.

So after the news about the Demon Dragon came out, he immediately sent a large number of people to inquire carefully.

As a result, those Hu Shangs themselves were heard about it, and were caught by people from the World Association and interrogated them, and all kinds of messy answers emerged.

There were even Hu Shang, the Xingyue Cult and Hu Shang, the Germanic Hu Shang, who fought in prison for the image of the demon dragon, which made the domineering defeated him.

At this moment, Wang Hong suddenly said to deal with the demon dragon first, and Xiongba was really shocked for a moment.

"Hu Shang may be bragging, but the magic dragon has indeed appeared, and the approximate position has been locked. It won't take much time for us to go quickly and return quickly." Wang Hong waved his hand and said.

At this time, Wuming stood up and asked, "The Xiyi sacred mountain is said to be nearly 20,000 miles away from the Central Plains. Even if we can travel with all our strength, it will take one or two months to go back and forth?"

The only people present who knew that Wang Hong would teleport were Huang Ying and Sword Saint. Neither of them were talkative people, so naturally they had never disclosed it.

However, Wang Hong had other plans this time and was not ready to expose his teleportation ability, so he explained with a smile.

"I obtained a flying boat from the ancient ruins. I can fly about six or seven thousand miles a day and one night, and I can reach the Xiyi sacred mountain in more than two days, so it doesn't take much time to kill the dragon this time."

After hearing what Wang Hong said, everyone present showed envy.

This kid doesn’t know what luck he has left, but he actually dug up so many good treasures, even the legendary magical thing like Feizhou!

"Let's go now, and let's talk about the details after getting on the flying boat."

Wang Hong was a little uncomfortable when the seven people saw him, so he waved his hand and walked out the door.

Flying boats are one of the products left over from the Middle Mohist schools. After ten thousand years of development, almost all large sects can be made.

But this thing is actually quite useless. The ordinary flying boat is less than half the speed of a master. The outer shield is only more important than the second-level monk. In the battle between the master and the golden elixir, it is basically meaningless.

The most important thing is that even the cost of a small flying boat is greater than that of a top magic weapon, and it is necessary to burn spirit stones to maintain flight, which creates a situation where the master does not need it and cannot afford it innately.

All forces took it out to support the storefront during celebrations, and usually they could only throw them away.

Luxicheng is rich and powerful, so naturally there will be no savings in this area.

There is a medium-sized flying boat in Wang Hong's storage bracelet, which can carry two or three hundred people at the same time. The interior decoration combines the characteristics of Earth Star and Dongwuzhou, which is extremely high-profile and luxurious.

After Xiongba entered the flying boat, his eyes lit up. This style was so suitable for him!

Unfortunately, Wang Hong's words immediately broke his delusions.

"Although the flying boat is good, it needs spirit stones to drive it, and spirit stones... have been dug up by those ancient powerful people. I searched all over the world but couldn't find a new spirit stone mine."

Wang Hong walked in front and introduced the flying boat to everyone. As soon as he said this, he couldn't help but sigh.

He was not pretending. Although the Fengyun World is rich in spiritual energy, it is all emitted from the earth veins, and he can't even dig out a piece of spirit stone. This matter really disappointed Wang Hong.

"I only have dozens of spirit stones left in my hand and I take a look. I can't bear to use them to drive the flying boat."

Wang Hong took out a spirit stone and threw it to everyone, hoping that these masters from the Old Calendar world could give him a surprise.

Unfortunately, after everyone read it, they all said that they had seen such a treasure for the first time, so Wang Hong had to put it away in disappointment.

"These ancient powerful people are really not particular. They don't even leave any roots for our descendants. They are too immoral!" Huang Ying said indignantly.

With their cultivation level, we can naturally see how good the spirit stone is for cultivation.

One or two may be of no use to the master, but if there are hundreds or thousands of them used every day when refining Qi, the speed of improvement in cultivation will definitely be very amazing.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at Wang Hong. This kid became a powerful man at a young age. Could it be that a large number of spirit stones were piled up?

"Cough cough cough..." Wang Hong coughed a few times in embarrassment, and then said with an unhappy look: "Don't look at me, there are only dozens of spirit stones left. No matter how you look at me, I can't take it out!"

In fact, the seven strong men present were more or less suspicious of Wang Hong. No matter how genius a person is, he would not enter the realm of heaven and man at the age of twenty.

Even though he obtained the amazing magical power from ancient ruins, the more powerful the martial arts, the more time it takes to practice.

Therefore, for example, Xiongba and Duan Shuai all suspect that Wang Hong is an old monster who disguised himself as a young man to deal with them.

And at this moment, it was a coincidence that something outside the concept of spirit stone made everyone mistakenly think that Wang Hong had been burning spirit stones to practice, and the suspicion in his heart was much less.

At noon on the third day, the flying boat finally arrived at Mount Olympus. Wang Hong asked the seven people to wait in a cave, and he searched everywhere among the mountains.

"Good guy, all the big guys in the world have come out!" Wang Honggang flew around briefly and found four powerful celestial beings.

Indra, the immortal god of immortality, the leader, Wu Di!

"The Demon Lord and the Great Demon God are both good at hiding. Maybe they have arrived, a good thing! It's definitely a good thing!" Wang Hong chuckled when he thought of this.

At the speed of a powerful man from the Fengyun World, it would take more than a day to fly from Europa to the East China Sea. This time is enough for him to kill the dragon!

Wang Hong stood in the sky in a big way, and Indra immediately flew up.

His hiddenness is average, and he can't hide it from other gods anyway. It's better to meet with Wang Hong as soon as possible to enhance his deterrence.

"It's coming very quickly. How did you practice the Sacred Heart Art?" At this time, Di Shitian, wearing an ice sculpture mask, greeted Wang Hong with a smile.

"The Sacred Heart Art is profound and profound. I will only understand it at this time. Where can I practice it to achieve results?" Wang Hong said politely.

King Hong of the Holy Heart Art has no plans to practice for the time being, and he does not need to worry about his longevity at present, so the focus is on the four tribulations of the Holy Heart.

Especially the shocking tribulation, this secret technique can not only accommodate 13, but also exert Wang Hong's strong mental power, which is simply tailor-made for him!

"Let's go down first. It's not the time to start. I'll wait until I find the magic dragon."

Indra glanced at a corner below, and then flew towards a small hill.

"Hmph!" A shocking cold snorkeling suddenly sounded, and it was from the corner that Indra had just glanced by. "Don't think that a little rat can turn the world around. Tigers have always been alone, and incompetent people will hang together."

The person who spoke was Wu Wudi, who expressed disdain for Indra as always.

"The top ten warriors are just verbal people. If you have the courage, come up and do it!"

Wang Hong was not used to others' habits. Now he needed an excuse to leave here. Wu Wudi suddenly jumped out to provoke, which was exactly what he wanted.

Wu Wudi is unruly, unlike the insidious and deep leader, the calm immortal god of immortality.

At this moment, facing Wang Hong's clamor, he rushed out without hesitation.

Wang Hong's move caught Indrama off guard, but now the two are allies who have prospered and lost, so he had to grit his teeth and stand in the air.

"Indra, before the last battle ended, you hurried away, and you won't decide the winner at this moment!"

A cold voice came from below, and the immortal god flew out. He did not stand with Wu Wudi, but instead invited the battle against Indra from another direction.
To be continued...