Qingchengzi, whose eyes were gone, was about to die, but when the baby bit the ancient scroll and came to him, Qingchengzi, whose eyes had become dim, suddenly lit up. He actually supported himself and sat up from the ground, and then laughed to the sky like a flash of light.

So that's it! So that's it! This ancient scroll really has the characteristics of recognizing the master. No wonder I have been able to understand it for a whole 10,000 yuan, but I can't make it recognize me as the master. It turned out that it was not recognizing the master with blood, but recognizing the master with tears! I finally understood!

A sudden burst of ecstasy in his heart. Amid a shocking laughter, Qingchengzi finally swallowed the last breath of his life, and fell down like a wood. The moment before the end of his life, he suddenly realized that the method of making the Ancient Scroll truly recognize the master was tears, the most innocent thing in the world. He had survived the killing of fighting for each other since childhood, and had long been taught to be a man who shed blood and did not cry. How could he cry for no reason? Not to mention that the others who wanted to steal the Ancient Scroll were waiting. The reason why this baby, who was born by chance, was obtained from the instinctive behavior after his birth was also due to his instinctive behavior after his birth. Which adult would think of this special way of recognize the master? I have to say that this is a huge joke the Creator made to them.

On the shady path at the foot of Wushan, an old man in a black robe was walking leisurely with a backpack on his backpack, humming small songs in his mouth, looking happy and enjoyable. Although he was just a pedestrian passing through this place during the trip, the old man's hair was pitch black like ink. If it weren't for the obvious wrinkles on his face, he was over 60 years old, and just from the way of dress and walking, he would not be like an old man of this age. Not only did his steps lightly, his face was rosy, and his eyes were bright and bright. At first glance, he gave people a feeling of oldness and eternity.

The old man was in a happy mood and took a leisurely walk on the path, facing Wushan. He probably wanted to go up the mountain, but just as the old man stepped on the mountain path up the mountain, his body stopped for no reason, and looked around with some confusion. He slowly tilted his head to one side of his body, and finally he lay down completely and put his ears on the ground.

"Suspicious? It seems that I heard it right. It's really the cry of a child..." The old man raised his head and muttered to himself, then pressed his ear back to the ground and listened carefully. After a while, he suddenly raised his head, looked in one direction excitedly, and ran towards that direction while muttering to himself, "That's right. It's there."

On the other side of the foot of Wushan, next to Qingchengzi's corpse, the baby had just crawled to him when he was attacked by Balvin. "Go to die! You little beast, it turns out that you made this ancient scroll so heavy, don't blame me for being ruthless!" After finally finding the reason why the ancient scroll suddenly became heavier, Balvin stabbed the back of the baby's head with a blue face. Although the spearhead of his golden spear had broken, the holy weapon weighing more than 2,000 kilograms and his own holy domain-level strength did not need any spearhead at all. Just stabbed so gently, even the peak master-level strongman could not stand his attack. How could this ordinary baby stand it?

After he stabbed his spear with confidence, Balvin gently took out a white handkerchief from the golden armor, intending to wipe the blood of the spearhead clean and then take the nameless ancient scroll that became a masterless object again. However, under his thorn, he did not feel the feeling of the spearhead entering the flesh, but he felt the feeling of hitting a hard object. He thought this was just an illusion, and he suddenly increased his force, but he watched the broken front end of the golden spear push the baby's entire body out. After the baby was sliding more than 1 meter away on the hard ground, he let out a loud cry, storming the blue veins on Balvin's forehead and his eyes were blazing fire.

"Isn't even his skin pierced?" Balvin looked at the baby who was crying in front of him in anger and roared, then took the spear and rushed out again: "Damn it! A little brat actually forced me to use my ultimate move. I'm so angry! Today, you're lucky, I'll use my ultimate move to send you back!"

"Stop!" Just as Balvin rushed to the baby, raised his golden spear, circulated his energy, and planned to kill the little hair, a familiar and unexpected sound suddenly came from his ears. His body stopped subconsciously, looked around for a moment, and saw a black-haired old man in a black robe and a travel bag staring at him not far away.

"Who did I think it was? It turned out to be your old guy, Wolson, who scared me." After discovering that the person coming was not a powerful man from the Holy Land he was worried about, Balvin said angrily.

"Balvin! It turns out it's you! You are a king, how can you bully such a weak child? Besides, he is just a newborn baby who knows nothing." Wolson glanced through the baby's lower body and felt that this was a boy. He had just returned from a foreign trip, because of the crying, and he was only going to come over and leave, but found that Balvin, the king of Hughesmi's neutral country, was actually preparing to kill a baby with no power, which made a furious fire suddenly rise in Wolson's heart.

"You old guy, I have to care about someone I kill? Are you taking too much care? "Faced with Wolson, who has only master level strength, Balvin's attitude was very arrogant.

"Now you are in my land, and this is at the foot of Wushan Mountain, so I should care. I don't allow you to kill this baby. He doesn't know anything. Will you still have any grudges with you?" Faced with the emperor Balvin, who has the peak strength of the Sacred Domain level, Wolson showed a fearless attitude.

A master-level strongman actually dared to be a hero in front of his peak Sacred Domain. Balvin smiled angry at Walson's appearance. He looked at Walson with mocking, stretched out his index finger, pointed at the other party first, and then continued to point at himself, and said sarcastically: "Old guy, I heard it right? You only have the strength of a master-level, but you dare to talk to me like this? Are you tired of living at such an old age and want to meet the King of Hell, what does he look like?"

"Isn't it the strength of the Holy Realm? I can't beat you. But don't forget that this is Wushan, my master..."

"Stop bragging. Your master at the holy realm level is only the level of entering the holy realm. And he had died in Jubaoshan a hundred years ago."

Walson originally wanted to use his master to scare Balvin. As a disciple, how could he not know about his master's death in Jubao Mountain? Was he, as a disciple, not knowing that Jubao Mountain was with his master, but he was not allowed to go up the mountain and chose to wait quietly outside the mountain gate. It was not until 2 or 3 months later that Walson had not seen the return of his master, and that Walson was sure that his master had died on Jubao Mountain. However, this news was very secret, how did Balvin know?

Seeing that Walson's face suddenly turned pale like paper, Balvin laughed and said sarcastically: "What? Are you surprised how I knew about this? It's okay to tell you. Before your master entered Jubao Mountain, I was already on the mountain. On the day your master died, I happened to be seen by me. Oh, that's miserable..." As he said that, he sighed repeatedly, and Walson's face turned pale in front of him.

"Hmph!" A nervous mood lingered in my heart for a long time. Wolson finally plucked up the courage, held his chest and said righteously: "No matter whether my master is born or dead, I will not allow you to hurt this child anymore. He is innocent. If you want to kill him, unless you pass my level first." After that, Wolson suddenly threw the travel bag in his hand towards Balvin, and suddenly moved his body and quickly walked to the baby. Before Balvin took action, he picked up his hands and grabbed the baby who was not leaving the nameless scroll, and ran towards Wushan without looking back.

Seeing that Walson was really overestimating his ability and dared to go against him, Balvin's heart suddenly became angry. He no longer planned to have any concerns. His footsteps moved suddenly, and his body blurred. After only a few breaths, he suddenly appeared in front of Walson. His right hand suddenly raised, and the spear with dazzling golden light flashed, and in an instant it hit Walson's forehead, which was oozing cold sweat from his forehead.

"Walson, I will give you another last chance. After letting go of this baby, I can pretend that it has not happened to you today!" Balvin's words were full of warning. Walson swallowed deeply, but had no intention of surrender. He even took the initiative to extend Xueliang's neck to the front of the broken golden spear of the holy artifact.

"Okay. Then don't blame me. Just go to hell with this baby! Look at the move... Meteor sting!"

As soon as Balvin finished speaking, he suddenly leaned back, bent his body into a curve that ordinary people could not imagine, as if he was pulling a bow. Then, a layer of rich green light suddenly appeared on the whole body of the golden spear. The green light and the golden light of the spear itself mixed together, forming a bright yellow-green light covering the spear. Then, Walson did not see Balvin's movements clearly, and suddenly saw countless bright starlight appearing in front of him. The meteors with dazzling yellow-green light rushed towards his forehead at an unimaginable speed.
Chapter completed!