Fighting: Krypton gold becomes stronger, my father, the Amethyst Winged Lion King

Chapter 93 93. Above the ruins
Otherwise, with his already slower speed and the fact that he has to carry the body of the Eight-Winged Black Snake King, he might be left behind in a short time.

In this regard, the Shadow Night Demon Leopard also turned a blind eye, closed one eye, and tolerated it for the time being.

They are all doing things for the Lord, and even though he wants to be clever like this, he can't shirk it.

The Shadow Night Demon Leopard didn't say anything, but kept a cold face all the way.

"If you do any injustice, you will be killed. What can a sixth-level monster do?"

"The Jiama Empire is no longer the Jiama Empire before! Hahahaha..."

Yun Ling laughed, smiled, and burst into tears.

The previous Jia Ma Empire was miserable.

The royal family only knows internal fighting, and the Yunlan Sect has not produced a strong person from the Dou Sect for three generations.

Surrounded by powerful enemies, he could do nothing but cede his territory and sign unequal treaties with the surrounding wolves.

In Dou Qi Continent, the strong are respected, and the big fist is the last word.

Who said that there is no strong Douzong leader in the entire Jia Ma Empire?

If the Jia Ma Empire had a powerful Dou Sect man in charge, would the Eight-Winged Black Snake Emperor still dare to do such a thing as massacre the city?

After all, it’s not about bullying the weak and fearing the strong! ?
Well now, Zi Aotian was born and first destroyed the Jiama royal family and then the Jin Yan Sect!
How long has it been?

It is conceivable that the good days for the people of the Jiama Empire are coming soon!
"Shh!"

Suppressing the complicated emotions in his heart, Yun Leng also quickly flapped his fighting spirit wings and chased after those figures.

……

In Stone Desert City, the wind and sand are still there.

In the dilapidated city, the cries have slowed down a little, and people's faces are full of sadness, as well as a dazed indifference after the sadness.

White sadness has become the main theme of this border city.

"Er Gou, you're only thirteen, why did you leave your parents like this?"

A white-haired couple looked at a slightly flat piece of land beside the ruins.

There was a coffin placed on it. It didn't look very delicate in workmanship, and you could vaguely see what the door panel looked like.

The city was destroyed and families were destroyed, and most of the city was reduced to ruins. The owner of the coffin shop also died on the spot.

Therefore, during this period when business is supposed to be at its best, the coffin shop in the south of the small town will never open.

The old couple had a son in their old age, and they were native people of this stone desert city.

Finally, I had a son. I saw that he would be able to take care of him until he died, but he never imagined that a man with white hair would come and give him a son with black hair, and the relationship would end.

"father!"

"I have become a fighter, I have become a fighter!"

"Dad, please open your eyes and look at the child!"

"Dad!"

Ye Changsheng, who was simply dressed, knelt on the dusty ruins.

His father, who depended on each other for life, was lying in the only coffin made of furniture in the family.

Ye Changsheng was 14 years old. When the Eight-Winged Black Snake King was wreaking havoc in Dangwan, he was stimulated and entered the realm of a fighter.

It's a pity that in front of the extremely vicious sixth-level monsters, there is no difference between a fighter and his fighting spirit.

Even when the house collapsed, he couldn't save his old father.

"O Changsheng, your mother died early. Dad doesn't want you to be promising. Just live in peace."

"Ah Chang Sheng, dad met a noble man today and rewarded him with ten gold coins while he was working in the inn!"

"Changsheng, this is a newly released potion. Dad has no use for it. He can only afford this low-grade one. It's dad who delayed your cultivation..."

The voice and smile are still before my eyes, but the only family member in this world has completely gone away.

A white-haired man gives a black-haired man a gift, and the son wants to support him but refuses to be kissed...

All the sorrows in the world, all the farewells of life and death, can be seen in a corner of the ruins of this small town.

"Eight-winged Black Snake Emperor, Eight-winged Black Snake Emperor..."

Countless people chanted, and the eyes of countless young people burned with the flames of hatred.Young people represent hope.

Unlike others, their blood is still burning.

He will not be afraid of sixth-level monsters, nor will he feel that revenge is hopeless just because the opponent is a sixth-order monster.

Sixth level?Dou Huang?
Just practice. One day, you will avenge this bloody sea of ​​​​blood!
Ye Changsheng's eyes were determined, and he clenched his fists hard, not caring that the sharp nails had penetrated deeply into the flesh and blood of his palms!
"Shh!"

At this moment, a purple stream of light streaked across the sky, like sunlight passing through the night.

"...The Eight-Winged Black Snake King is dead."

Zi Aotian looked down at the sad city, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something to comfort him, but in the end, he only had these seven dry words.

"boom!"

Several streaks of light followed, and a huge figure fell from the sky and hit the ground hard.

The dust dispersed, revealing a figure that the people would never forget even if they died.

Eight-winged Black Snake Emperor!
"Dead! This evil beast is dead!"

"Mom, you have a spirit in heaven. Look, this evil beast is dead too! Hahahahaha..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

Angry, sad, and laughing, the entire atmosphere in the ruins of Stone Desert City became a little weird.

All kinds of emotions were mixed together, but they didn't seem abrupt at all at this moment.

"Great Elder Yun Ling, I will leave the aftermath to you."

Zi Aotian turned around and looked at Yun Ling.

There is a sequence of hearing the truth, and there is a specialization in the surgery industry.

When it comes to dealing with such trivial matters, the Warcraft in the Warcraft Mountains are all laymen.

"Don't worry, little friend Aotian."

Yun Leng's face was serious.

"Shhhhh..."

The four figures walked away. Looking at the backs of the four departing figures, the young people on the ruins were all grateful.

"Sir, I wonder how this eight-winged black snake emperor died?"

Ye Changsheng walked not far from Yun Ling, bowed respectfully, and did not receive it for a long time.

"The one who killed this evil beast is the emperor and co-owner of the Warcraft Mountain Range."

"Hey, such a young fighter should be destined to be with Yunlan Sect!"

"How old are you? Have you ever taken any pills?"

Yun Leng answered first, and then came to Ye Changsheng's side in a flash, looking directly at him.

"I'm 14 years old. I live with my father and have never taken any pills."

Ye Changsheng shook his head.

Only top-grade elixirs are called elixirs, and given their family circumstances, even if they were to go bankrupt, they would not be able to afford even the lowest-grade first-grade elixirs.

He was able to cultivate to the realm of a fighter not because his family could afford the techniques, but one night, six-year-old Ye Changsheng had a dream...

"It's still a piece of uncut jade!"

"In this case, I am the great elder of Yunlan Sect and I want to accept you as my disciple. Are you willing?"

Yun Ling asked with a smile.

If the 14-year-old Dou Zhe is a member of the family, Yun Leng will naturally not take him seriously.

The children of the family are born with a golden key, and have all the training resources, elixirs, and techniques.

The 14-year-old fighter is not too outstanding. At best, he is pretty good in a small town, but he is nothing in the Yunlan Sect.

What Yun Leng values ​​​​is that the other party comes from a poor family and relied on himself to reach this level at the age of 14.

Such a rough jade, after receiving some training from his disciples, and adding various training resources, he is at least a young Dou Wang seedling!
Revitalizing the Yun Lan Sect is Yun Leng's obsession. Now that he has met a young man with potential, how can he let him go?

(End of this chapter)