Unsurprisingly, half an hour later, Wen Yan fled back to the place where he had just set off.

"Wushaling is indeed Wushaling, and there is a Dao Master's pinnacle-level existence on a small mountain!"

He originally wanted to go to that mountain to rub some aura,

As a result, before he could reach within a hundred miles, he found that there were many Dao master-level desolate giant beasts guarding them.

Finally evaded the sentry, but a master at the peak level of the Dao Lord flew down from the mountain.

As a last resort, Wen Yan had no choice but to expose all his cultivation and escape.

Wen Yan had just stepped from the peak of the Holy King to the early stage of the Dao Master, and he was still a lot worse than these desolate beasts in terms of combat power.

Of course, if Wen Yan was given the same amount of time to practice, he could definitely crush them.

"This place doesn't work, try another place!"

Glancing at the spiritual mountain behind him, Wen Yan left decisively.

However, half a day later, he was even more embarrassed than the last time, not only panting, but also having some palpitations.

"One-step Dao Venerable level demon clan, Wushaling really has monks of any clan!"

It turned out that Wen Yan found another place with abundant aura,

However, this time, when he walked five hundred miles, he ran into a sentry post, and the strength of the forces inside was even stronger than the first Flood Desolation Giant Beast.

"It seems that one person really can't make a big deal!Demon Race, Flood Desolate Giant Beast, Human Race?" Several essences flashed in his eyes, and Wen Yan gritted his teeth.

When he was in the Yangmei Sect, he thought that Wushaling was just a dangerous place, and he could be careful everywhere.

But I didn't expect the situation here to be more complicated than I imagined.

The mountain of cultivation has to be fought for, otherwise there is not even a place to meditate and practice.

"Demons and giant beasts are like this, the human race here must also treat the mountain as a treasure, and it is estimated that it is useless to go, it is better to ..... than this"

"Hmph, back then, I was able to establish a dog gang in the Central Immortal Land, so I don't believe that it can't be done in this place!"

Clenching his fists, Wen Yan looked around, and sank into the giant forest in three leaps and two leaps.

Three days later, when he reappeared, there was already a demon wolf at the peak level of the Saint King kneeling in front of him.

"Hand over your natal soul, or die!"

In just a short period of effort, Wen Yan's face had a more awe-inspiring murderous aura than before, and he was a lot less immature.

In order to attract this demon wolf at the peak of the Holy King, he really spent a lot of effort.

"Yes, yes, sir!"

In the face of Wen Yan's threat, where did the demon wolf dare to slack off, and hurriedly handed over his soul in order to save his life.

It's better to live than to die, and this young man's ferocity has been learned.

If it is not handed over, it will definitely die, because before this, the boy has killed many demon wolves, but he left it behind!

"In the future, you will follow me, the matter will be done, there will be a reward, if you can't do it well, don't blame me for being polite!"

Glancing at the demon wolf, Wen Yan turned around again and disappeared into the dense forest.

"Yes, master!"

Seeing Wen Yan leaving, the demon wolf didn't dare to slack off, and then followed.

Is one Saint King peak-level demon wolf enough? Far from enough!

In this way, five days later, Wen Hao and the Demon Wolf already had three more Saint King peak-level Flood Desolation Giant Beasts and a Saint King Peak-level Demon Clan soldier by their side.

"Cheer me up, this time I have to face the demon cultivation of the early stage of the Dao Master!"

After a faint glance at the harvest of the last ten days, Wen Yan was still quite satisfied.

If this situation continues, in a few months, he will be able to have the first mountain that he can use for cultivation.

Self-cultivation can also go further, forming a virtuous circle.

Here Wen Yan began to sharpen,

Huanyu, the Central Immortal Land, the Haotian Dynasty, and the second prince Wenshan have just finished the early dynasty and returned to his dormitory.

He's been in a bad mood lately,

His father seemed to have completely disappeared, the ancient vortex did not reappear, and everything weighed on his heart like a mountain.

It's no wonder that the mood can be good!

And his sister Qinglian has also been mysterious recently, saying that she wants to practice hard and can't see people every day.

The last time I went to look for it, I said that I had found a powerful master,

He met, but was directly rejected.

And so on and so forth, all of them are problems,

But the moment Wen Yan opened the door of the palace, his brows furrowed instantly,

Because in the main hall, I don't know when there was an old man dressed in animal skin.

Seeing Wen Shan return, the man in animal skin smiled faintly, and an extremely kind smile appeared on his face, "You're back?"

"Who are you, why are you here?"

Wen Shan did not panic, but closed the door calmly, as if he had seen an old acquaintance.

The face of the man dressed in animal skin in front of him gave people an unfathomable feeling, and that kind of pressure was like a vast starry sky, which was not something that the peak of the Saint King could fight at all.

If it was really not good for him, he would have done it a long time ago, and he wouldn't have waited until now.

"It's just an old man, this time I came out to find a successor!"

Seeing Wen Shan's performance like this, the eyes of the old man in animal skin became more and more satisfied.

"Successor, then you may be disappointed, there is no successor for you!"

Wen Shan walked to the tea table by himself and picked up the tea cup.

He was speculating about the old man's origins.

"If I say that you are the reincarnation of an ancient god, do you believe it? You must know that an ordinary monk cannot be born proficient in so many ancient formations!"

The old man in the animal skin didn't care about Wenshan's attitude.

"By the way, would you like a drink? If there's nothing to do, you can go!"

Wen Shan picked up the teacup, as if he hadn't heard the old man's words, and muttered to himself.

"The old man has the Chao clan, from another place, and you are the successor I am looking for!"

Here, the old man is also talking to himself, and he doesn't care if Wenshan listens or not.

"Again, my name is Wenshan, the second prince of the Haotian Dynasty, besides, please!

Wen Shan's fists were already clenched tightly.

In just a few words, he had already heard a lot of information.

"Your name is Wenshan, and you are also the second prince of the Haotian Dynasty, but you also have the body of an ancient god, this cannot be denied! And don't rush me, if I tell you that your father and eldest brother have already arrived in that world, will you still let me go?"

The old man in animal skin smiled faintly, and actually walked over to the same table as Wen Shan.

Fortunately, this scene was not seen by the Wu clan and the human clan bosses of the primitive continent.

Otherwise, they'll drop their jaws.

Because the old man in animal skin is none other than the banner of the two races, the only one with the cultivation of the ancient gods!

...........

Seeing that the brothers have opinions on opening the new book, Lao Qiu is sorry again,

There's no way, there are very few genuine subscriptions for this book, and Lao Qiu also has to live, so he can only open a new one, try his luck, what if it becomes popular?

But this book will not be a eunuch, and the brothers who read the genuine version can rest assured.

If it weren't for your support, the book would have been a eunuch since the protagonist was stupid for three years!

Therefore, for the sake of genuine brothers, there will be no eunuchs.

(End of chapter)