Fantasy: It Turns Out That I Am a Peerless God of War

The sea of ​​clouds rises, and the sun rises in the east.

Bathed in the golden morning sun, the turbulent clouds and waves are ever-changing, as if all kinds of desperate situations in the world are emerging in this sea of ​​clouds, a scene of a fairyland.

In the center of the sea of ​​clouds, a huge peak rises from the ground, passing through the clouds and sinking into the sky, facing the rising sun in the sky, overlooking the sea of ​​clouds.

On the top of the peak, there are layers of palaces.

Cangyun Tiangong has stood here for an unknown number of years, and the afterglow of the road can be seen in every brick and tile, as if it can compete with the sun and the moon.

The sky is full of rays of light, and there are bursts of auspicious sounds.

A burst of fairy music bells and drums rang, and the luxuriously dressed Fu Haotian walked steadily forward with his hands behind his hands, passed through several palace gates, and stood outside the main hall waiting quietly.

There are many fellow disciples following behind him, and there are also many young junior sisters who cast admiring gazes.

Regardless of his family background, cultivation base, or appearance, Fu Haotian is a leader in the contemporary Cangyun Tiangong. He has been famous for a long time, and he is on par with the elder sister Zhong Limeng.

In terms of background and talent alone, Zhongli is still in Zhongli's dream.

This time, the competition for personal inheritance has returned first, which has already aroused heated discussions among many colleagues.

Just when the voices of the people are humming.

A beautiful figure also stepped into the square, walking towards the main hall and fairy palace.

Light yellow long dress, blue silk like waterfall.

As soon as the majestic and dignified Zhong Limeng appeared, many disciples also looked back at each other with admiration and reverence in their eyes. Although there were not many of them, they all looked determined!

Once this senior sister appeared, the hot discussion was already hard to suppress.

The eyes kept gathering, watching the figure in the long skirt walking towards the hall.

Standing straight in front of the door, standing parallel to Fu Haotian, with no less imposing manner.

Fu Haotian smiled lightly and looked sideways to greet, the arrogance in his eyes grew stronger.

"Elder Sister, please stay safe."

"The journey has been tiring, and you have just returned to the Heavenly Palace. It seems that your trip is not going well. You can do everything according to your ability, and there is no need for senior sister to force you."

The words were soft and thorny, and many fellow disciples showed dissatisfaction in their eyes.

Before he started counting the demon corpses, Fu Haotian already showed that he had the chance to win, and assumed a condescending posture, even more arrogant than before.

Zhong Limeng's eyes were cold when he saw that gentle and hypocritical expression.

In terms of background magic weapon, compared to connections and origins, she is no match for this second generation ancestor. This is a natural starting point gap, and it is an unchangeable destiny.

If it is only better than acquired hard work and talent, Zhong Limeng is confident that he will not lose to this person.

However, the reality is so cruel.

In this personal battle, the winner is only determined by the number of monsters killed.

She was crushed in almost all directions, and even the flying boat she was riding on had a clear difference in rank. The disparity in comparison had almost declared the winner.

But Zhong Limeng believed that he had tried his best, and he was absolutely unwilling to accept his fate just like that!

He also raised his eyes calmly, and responded in a cold voice.

"Brother Fu is right, everything has long belonged."

A soft voice sounded, and many fellow students stood behind Zhong Limeng. Even if they were unwilling, they still couldn't understand Fu Haotian's arrogant appearance.

Seeing that the two sides were confronting each other, an elder finally walked out of the hall.

Looking down at the crowd with his hands behind his back, exuding extraordinary power.

Immediately, the disciples all stood quietly, nodding their heads and waiting.

The sound of vicissitudes resounded in the fairy palace.

"Three days later, I will count the demon corpses in front of the main hall, and decide on the candidates for this personal disciple, and you will retire first!"

Thousands of disciples salute together.

Zhong Limeng and Fu Haotian also responded respectfully.

"The disciple obeyed."

Standing up again, the figure of the elder has gone away.

The arrogance in Fu Haotian's eyes became stronger, he lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, and then left with a cloud fan in his hand, his back was very tall and straight, full of confidence.

Behind him, there is a group of disciples touting and following.

All the flattery and noise went away, leaving only a few people in front of the main hall.

The square suddenly became cold, and Zhong Limeng also left with a solemn expression.

Walk through several gates along the way.

The brothers behind him were still complaining and complaining.

"Fu Haotian is really shameless. Relying on his family background and external help, he also has the face to put on airs in front of everyone!"

"Huh! He has always been like this, the second generation ancestor who is arrogant and domineering!"

"I think he is full of confidence. I'm afraid he has hunted and killed a lot of monsters."

"Hey, he has the help of heavenly masters, and even the Eighth Elder acquiesces all the way, so how can we fight!"

"I'm really not reconciled!"

Whispered words rang out one after another, and the eight brothers all looked upset.

But no matter how hot they were discussing, Zhong Limeng didn't say anything more, and there were no other brothers around him who spoke up out of righteousness, and even the fellow disciples who followed him gradually dispersed.

People's hearts are sad, and the world is like this.

A lonely atmosphere spread around the few people.

When they walked out of the inner courtyard of the Immortal Palace, Wei Zhenfang, who was squatting in a corner, was almost paralyzed. Finally, surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Miss Zhongli, be polite!"

The strange old man suddenly appeared and bowed politely in front of his eyes.

Zhong Limeng and the others all looked surprised.

"Senior, you are..."

Only the second senior brother whispered by his ears.

"He is one of the masters invited by Fu Haotian. I witnessed with my own eyes that this person once took the flying boat with Fu Haotian, and he set off before us."

There was a whisper, and everyone's expressions were a little indifferent.

Zhong Limeng also had a cold face, even though he knew he was a master, his aura was not inferior at all.

"I don't know what advice you have."

Wei Zhenfang was not angry, but smiled more kindly.

Disperse the consciousness and perceive that there is no one around.

Just now, he took a step closer and congratulated with a smile.

"Congratulations to Ms. Zhongli for her victory. I am here to congratulate you. Miss is well-received. The future Lord of the Heavenly Palace really deserves her name!"

Hearing the inexplicable words, Zhong Limeng and everyone were surprised.

Zhong Limeng's eyes were sullen, and he tried to make a sound.

"You don't need to be sarcastic, if Fu Haotian has any advice, please speak up!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, Wei Zhenfang was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head and chuckled.

"Uh, hahaha!"

"Miss, you're joking. Fu Haotian's scum deserves to ridicule you? What kind of person is he? How can he compete with you?"

The scolding sound was pleasant, but Zhong Limeng was already confused by hearing it.

this person...

Isn't it the master invited by Fu Haotian?

How to get close to yourself in a good manner?

Before she could ask a question, Wei Zhenfang had restrained his smile, and mysteriously handed out a storage ring.

"Please Miss Zhongli keep this ring away!"

"The old man's mission has been fulfilled, once again congratulate the lady for victory!"

Looking at the storage ring hanging in front of his eyes, Zhong Limeng was completely confused.

He stared at him in surprise and doubt, with a puzzled look on his face.

"What do you mean, Your Excellency? What do you mean by victory? You and I are just strangers, and we are not in the same league. Why did you give me the storage ring?"

Wei Zhenfang did not answer a series of questions.

The left hand is smiling and stroking his beard, and there is only a light of wisdom that sees through everything in his eyes.

With admiration and admiration on his face, he cast a deep look.

"It's still possible to bear it until now, the young lady is really keeping a low profile."

"However, now that the overall situation is settled, you don't need to bear it anymore. I already know everything. You and I know it well. From now on, I will be your subordinate. If you are sent, you will die!"

Then there is a deep bow.

If Wei Zhenfang met the Lord of Ming Dynasty, his eyes were full of obedience.

Before Zhong Limeng could say anything, he had already left resolutely. After this one-sided encounter, the gap between Fu Haotian and this lady was like cloud and mud in his heart.

Going away happily, the unspeakable chic and open-mindedness in the back.

The gate of the inner courtyard of the fairy palace.

Zhong Limeng accepted the floating ring in a daze, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Know it well?"

"What's going on, how do I know it well?"

When she looked back in doubt, the rest of the senior brothers also looked messy, staring at each other in a daze, and the back of their heads were almost scratched.

"I do not know……"