Therefore, Wang Daochen confidently fought with Wang Daowu in order to get rid of his elder sister's clutches in the future.
Moreover, in order to satisfy Wang Daochen's strong request, Wang Daowu also used all his strength for the first time.
As for the outcome of the battle, it was of course not unexpected. Wang Daochen lost the future ownership of his face.
Wang Daochen remembered the previous battle. He tried his best to face the serious elder sister, but he only lasted a few rounds longer than usual. In those rounds, he even added the first three moves that the elder sister asked him to do.
"Oh, it's quite hidden, Cheng Zi. It's not bad, it's barely reached our level. However, it's still not enough to overthrow the oppression of your sister and me, hahaha..."
Wang Daochen recalled in his mind that after that battle, Wang Daowu squeezed his face with all his strength and laughed wildly, and his cheeks couldn't help but hurt.
Raising his hand to touch his cheek, Wang Daochen showed a smile on his face, then his eyes became deep and he murmured in his heart:
"With my level of strength, I can barely reach the level of eldest sister and the others. How strong must be Xiao Shitou, who was able to defeat the demon prince a year ago..."
At this time, the man on the side had his arms folded in front of his chest and was looking at the Gate of the Void with a smile on his face as the space fluctuations became more and more chaotic. The originally black pupils in his eyes turned into blazing gold due to the awakening of Nine Suns Heavenly Thunder.
"Little Shitou, come out quickly and have a fight with me, sister. You can actually defeat the demon prince. I just don't know if your boring gourd and reticent temper has changed. Otherwise, I'm afraid my sister will have to fight for my mother."
You’re in a shit, hahaha.”
"Wang Daoyi, Dao Yi, the only one in martial arts? It's really a name that the Wang family can come up with. However, there seems to be something wrong with the Qingyun Holy Dynasty. It's okay if that guy doesn't come. Not even any of the talented princes and princesses come.
,interesting......"
Opposite the Wang family, in the Holy Land Temple team, a tall and slender figure filled with sacred aura was sitting on a gorgeous and luxurious throne with astonishing spiritual energy fluctuations. He looked at the Qingyun Holy Dynasty team and said softly.
At the same time, in the ridiculously large hall in the center of the secret realm, which almost occupies half of the sky in the secret realm, a majestic alchemy furnace that exudes simplicity and vicissitudes of life is being licked by three-color flames.
And through the Bagua picture on the furnace body, which is full of Taoist charm, you can vaguely see a figure sitting cross-legged inside the furnace.
And the figure sitting naked in the furnace, unaffected by the blazing flames and high temperatures, was none other than Sun Potian, who entered the hall alone and accepted the trial of Demon Saint Hun Tian.
And judging from the different aura on his body, it was obvious that he had gained a lot of opportunities during the trial.
Two months later, in the secret realm, in front of the main hall where Wang Daoyi and Sun Potian stayed when they entered the secret realm.
Fu Bao, who had not seen Wang Daoyi for almost a year, looked at Demon Saint Huntian who was so transparent that he could hardly see his figure, with a look of reluctance on his face, and said in a low voice:
"Supreme, are you leaving?"
Demon Saint Huntian raised his hand and tapped Fu Bao's braid, chuckled lightly, and said freely:
"Little guy, there's no need to feel sad. This spiritual thought has lasted long enough. The little monkey inside will come out in an hour or two. I guess your current mirror owner will be here soon too."
"But I can't guarantee it. After all, that place cannot be sensed by my spiritual mind. But if nothing happens, my remaining power will teleport you to the same location before the secret realm collapses."
After telling the legend from millions of years ago, the trace of pure and kind spiritual thoughts left by Demon Saint Huntian on the Xianwu Continent turned into a stream of light, entered the void, and disappeared.
Fu Bao saluted respectfully in the direction where the Hun Tian Demon Holy Spirit's thoughts disappeared.
Looking at the secret realm that was beginning to collapse, he sighed softly, and the sadness in his eyes gradually dissipated, and finally turned into expectation.
"I don't know if Dao Yi has passed that test. That's an existence that even the Supreme Dao dare not call by his name. Well! He must have passed. If even Dao Yi can't pass, no one on this continent can pass."
Firmly believing in Wang Daoyi's blessing, he shook his little hand and affirmed.
Then Fu Bao glanced at the closed door of the palace, then sat in the void, his mind sinking into the sea of consciousness. The finger of Demon Saint Hun Tian just left him a lot of information, and he was waiting for Sun Potian to come out.
"boom!"
A huge force directly smashed open the palace door, and the sudden loud noise immediately startled Fu Bao, and then he looked at the wide open palace door with evil eyes.
"Hahaha, I knew that nothing could stop me, not even the old monkey!"
Along with a burst of wild laughter, a figure appeared in Fu Bao's eyes.
"Huh? Little fat man? You're not waiting for me, are you? Where is Hun Tian Zhizun? Where is Dao Yi? Why are you alone?"
Sun Potian looked at Fubao, who had an evil look in front of him, scratched his head in confusion, then looked around and asked one after another.
Fu Bao, who was holding back his anger, saw Sun Potian, who was naked, with a banana swinging from his lower body, and monkey hair fluttering wantonly. Sun Potian was shocked and lost his mind for a moment, and he was a little at a loss.