The soaring air in the Nushan area has not ended. The aura from the center of the continent where the Holy Heaven Dynasty is located did not gather like other auras and greeted and congratulated him. Instead, it maintained its strength and came towards Nushan.

After the cup of tea, the energy of soaring into the sky gradually gathered. On the side of the world, the people from the martial arts academy gathered more than a hundred times, looking forward with an excited look. In the valley of the world, there was no sound, and the three forces no longer had the former publicity.

Di Sheng appeared. He was originally white-bearded, white-haired and old-fashioned. His face was full of compassion and master with less halo. Now his face was full of redness. Some wrinkles could not hide the vitality emitted from his body. He was quite dazzling with a baby-faced white hair. He was wearing Confucian clothes, and there was no fluctuation in his body. He felt like an ordinary old man, and he could not be associated with the powerful aura that had previously covered the entire Nushan Mountains.

Several elders stepped forward one after another, showing a look of anticipation and waiting.

Di Sheng smiled faintly and did not answer directly, but turned to the bottom of the valley of the Broken Heaven. With a light wave, the majestic but no sharp aura completely enveloped the entire valley.

"Man Jinglun was imprisoned in the bottom of the world for fifty years and suffered from the incomplete body. From now on, follow me. There is no need to exist in this bottom of the world." The disabled old man at the bottom of the valley was lifted out by Di Sheng's breath, and the thick chain that passed through his shoulder blades was completely melted away. He was blind and broke his tongue, one arm, and no legs. If it weren't for his strong strength, he would be unable to take care of himself even if he came out.

It was obvious that Di Sheng said something to the prisoner who had made a huge mistake. All the hopes that had been tempered by survival suddenly appeared again, and he nodded without saying a word.

"And you have been resentful for hundreds of years, so you will be freed." Di Sheng turned to the area where the immortal remnant soul was located, waved his hand, and quickly suppressed it as the sharp gray fog expanded by the opponent. The once extremely powerful remnant soul could only enter the childlike power of resistance, and slowly was washed away by Di Sheng with his powerful aura.

Nie Kong walked out of the crowd slowly and looked at Duan Tianya with a cold expression. Di Sheng felt something and nodded slightly. Nie Kong jumped into the valley. The memories that had been tempered by Di Sheng became a blank soul with strong obsession. This was undoubtedly the best supplement for Haidengjiang. The solid figure completely swallowed the powerful soul, and then drilled into the square seal and began to "digest" the soul.

Di Sheng looked at the solid shadow of Haidunjiang on the far side of the world, and thought to himself: "Damage is the blessing of goodness and the blessing of misfortune is the hidden danger of misfortune, Nie Kong, everything depends on your original heart."

Now Haidengjiang is no longer a phantom that no one could see before. A strong man like Di Sheng could see his existence like Nie Kong. Even Wuzong martial artist Wusheng can rely on the keen intuition of a cultivator to detect the changes in the surrounding air fluctuations. Thus, his strength improves to help Nie Kong improve his combat power, but he also loses the qualification to see the world differently.

"As for you, let's be here." Di Sheng looked at the two adult-winged demon tigers and several young-winged demon tigers, formed seals with both hands, and after a few breaths, a magic seal that emerged from the void slowly fell down, covering the entire Duantianya Valley, and then said to Hu Yanzhuo and others: "In the future, they will not be able to break through the realm of the innate Martial King. If you have the strength, come here to arrest him."

Duan Tianya, who is beyond the martial arts academy, has returned to the control of the martial arts academy after hundreds of years of "**" and has returned to the control of the martial arts academy. The power of the Thousand Tribulation Martial Saint is completely beyond the helplessness of human beings over nature, and is above nature. The breath of every move is enough to make most people look at it.

Hu Yanzhuo and others wanted to say something, Di Sheng made a gesture to stop him, looked up at the center of the mainland, smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, his sleeves swayed slightly, and his body soared upwards above a hundred meters above an altitude, facing the direction of the imperial city, and stood with his hands behind his back.

It was not long before a figure that had not restrained its breath approached from afar. The person present had just sensed the other party's existence. The figure had already reached the forefront and stood out of thin air, with a loud voice: "Martial Arts Academy, Di Sheng."

"Congratulations, come with me."

Everyone is inexplicably confused, and in the end they can only blame the inevitable differences caused by the different worlds they live in. Just like a beggar, the rich life he can recognize is the inexhaustible pancake and bacon in every meal, and he cannot understand what bird's nest and shark fin are.

At the end of the 9123rd year of the Shengtianli, Di Sheng, the president of the Martial Arts Academy, was promoted to the realm of the Thousand Tribulation Martial Saint.

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"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, are you leaving?"

Nie Kongbi stayed for several days as expected, and it was not until Di Sheng returned that he officially bid farewell to Hu Yan Wudi and others. Hearing that he was going to practice, Madman Jian, Guo Potian and others were also eager to try.

"If you want to leave, you will leave. I don't want my personality to affect you. When I get together again in the future, why don't you worry about not having the opportunity to practice together?"

Now Nie Kong walked into the martial arts academy with a swagger and then left with a swagger. Many people saw it and turned their attention to Ouyang Tian, ​​the senior brother who is now soaring in the academy. Ouyang Tian remained silent about this and finally convinced Yue Ning that he wanted to make some small moves in Chuzhou. However, the eldest lady of the Dan Tai family actually became the closed disciple of Tian Zhuo, the head of the Tengyun Pavilion. Yue Ning was not willing to make a big fuss, so he could only retreat in disgrace.

Looking at Nie Kong's back as he left the Martial Arts Academy, Ouyang Tian clenched his fists. In a few days, there will be a small auction in Shuming City. I must get the Yuan Ju Dan. Nie Kong, I won't let you be more beautiful than before. Waiting, I will definitely surpass you.

It was a New Year worth celebrating. The royal clan representatives of the contemporary emperor congratulated Di Sheng and the Martial Arts Academy. Shuming City and the Martial Arts Academy have been lively for more than ten days. Di Sheng took the opportunity to let all the students report their messages to their families in advance. This New Year, the Martial Arts Academy allowed their families to come here to celebrate the New Year with their students and disciples, so that the festive celebration would continue.

Many people cheered, and the royal family's congratulations dean only symbolically collected a little bit, and most of them were placed on the reward list in the hospital. Various magical medicines, magic weapons and blades gave the disciples who performed outstandingly this year more motivation.

The college is lively.

It is desolate outside the college.

Nie Kong had a sword in his hand, picked a backpack, and slowly walked away from the lively hustle and bustle. He did not look back, afraid that he could not help it. Once he chose some roads, he needed to have great perseverance and persevere. More than ten years of forbearance and Dan Tai Fuyu's focal-free glance made him embark on the road to becoming a strong man.

Waste, he really has no time to waste. That excitement is enough to affect his practice for several days or even more. The accumulated figures in a year are not small, and in ten years, the gap will become bigger and bigger. The road to the strong is to race against time.

The madman sword, holding the long sword in his arms, and his steps were firm, and there was nothing else in his heart.

Guo Potian gritted his teeth and endured the curious little in his heart. The tragic he saw in the Beast Pass since he was a child. I must become stronger, otherwise why should I say to protect the people I want to protect?

Hu Yan Wudi wanted to look back many times, but he didn't dare. He knew that once he turned around, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

On the contrary, Han Ying, Kang Bao and Wang Haidong were very calm. The first two would not have relatives to have fun with them, but would only oppose and block them. The latter had the qualities of a grassroots man. If he wanted to succeed, the energy would not be released before success.
Chapter completed!