Universal Simulation: I have countless talents

Wangyue, the current leader of the Shenming Sect, has reached the Void Refining Stage. In the Shenming Sect, except for a few supreme elders who don’t know whether they are dead or alive, Wangyue is the strongest!

She has the highest status, the strongest strength, and is an evil heretic from the Shenming Sect who has no taboos. When Wang Yue insists on going her own way, a group of Shenming Sect elders can only hold their noses and admit it.

"Let's go down and see the Holy Son of our Shenming Sect."

Wangyue set first, followed closely by the other elders.

Wang Pan felt his eyes blurred as more than a dozen people appeared in front of him.

The smell of blood on each of these people was so strong that it made people sick.

I don't know how many creatures I have killed to have such a smell of blood that penetrates into my bones.

There were gloomy winds all around, and the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling could be heard.

The trees in the forest behind seemed to come alive, stretching out their weird bodies.

Taking another closer look, there was no one in the group of old, young and old who looked normal except for the woman in the middle.

Either he is missing an arm or is lame, or he looks like a boy of several years old, but his face is extremely old.

"These people don't look like good people!"

Wang Pan sighed in his heart, there is no doubt that these people are strong!

Being able to keep Wang Pan unaware means that these people can easily kill Wang Pan!

"Little boy, are you not afraid of us?"

Punishment elder Nan Li asked curiously, showing what he thought was a kind smile. After all, the child in front of him was the holy son of the Shenming Sect appointed by the sect.

But Nan Li didn't know how scary his self-assured smile looked to outsiders.

As a powerful person in the out-of-body stage, Nan Li's every move is close to the Tao. Ordinary people are born from the heart, but for a powerful person like Nan Li, even if he has tried his best to control his aura, every move can still be... It will still make the world in an area change with Nan Li's actions.

Nan Li's kind smile directly caused the temperature between the sky and the earth to plummet. The cold wind blew, and underground, the bones of several unknown creatures broke out of the ground and stood up staggeringly.

"Not afraid."

Wang Pan looked calm. Not only was he not afraid, but his eyes were full of curiosity.

Awesome!

Just a ferocious smile can actually make the world move with every move he makes. These unknown creatures have been dead for who knows how long. They are buried deep in the ground and are given a new life in a certain sense at this moment.

Wang Pan's current cultivation level is very weak, but it does not mean that Wang Pan's knowledge is shallow.

This kind of immortal cultivator who can change the celestial phenomena unconsciously is at least above the level of gods!

Thinking of this, Wang Pan didn't know that the energy level of this world of cultivating immortals was very strong, at least level seven!

Wang Pan's answer confused Nan Li. Why didn't this kid play his cards according to the routine?

If it were another child who was as old as Wang Pan, but seeing someone in his profession who didn't look like a good person at first sight, he would have been scared to death. How could he be as calm and calm as Wang Pan?

But Nan Li figured it out when he thought about Wang Pan's actions when he saw Wang Pan's face not changing at high altitude, shaving a man into a skeleton and even using his soul to light a sky lantern.

That's right, this is the holy son of my Shenming Sect!

He was born extraordinary and different from ordinary people, how could he behave like an ordinary child.

This is what my holy son of Shenming Sect should look like!

"Come on, come on, my ancestor likes you and will give you a toy."

The foreign affairs elder smiled and stretched his hand into the void in front of him, directly tearing a hole in the space. Then he reached into the crack with his chubby hand, grabbed a rattle and handed it to Wang Pan.

The real name of the Foreign Affairs Elder is no longer known, and he only has the title of Taoist Bai Ying.

Taoist Bai Ying is about the same height and build as Wang Pan, but his face is extremely old and his skin is wrinkled.

"Taoist Bai Ying, did you take the wrong medicine? You even took out the Jingshen Drum!

You've spent a lot of money! "

An old woman said in surprise.

"Well, you old man, I offered you a corpse puppet that transformed into the Great Perfection of Gods before, but you refused! You even lied to me and said that it had already been exchanged!"

Nan Li was furious and accused Taoist Bai Ying.

"A broken corpse puppet just wants to take away my amazing drum. I'm afraid you don't want to eat it!

I won’t give it to you in exchange. Are you angry? "

Taoist Bai Ying was not embarrassed at all, but instead provoked the two of them.

"Huh, I won't argue with you today!

Come, come, Holy Son, I will give you a treasure.

This is the Zunhun Banner, with a ghost king and hundreds of thousands of powerful ghosts sealed inside.

With a shake, countless fierce ghosts came out, and all the transformed gods were certain to die!

Holy Son, you must remember how good I am to you.

I'll take care of this old foreign affairs elder for me later! "

Nan Li took out a tall black flag and said to Wang Pan with a smile.

"Old man, are you shameless? My Jingshen Drum is a Taoist weapon!

In terms of value and power, how can your Zun Soul Banner compare with my Jingshen Drum?

Holy Son, this old guy is uneasy and well-intentioned. I suspect that this old guy is an undercover spy sent by other holy places to our Shenming Sect, just to kill the Holy Son!

Holy Son, you have to be careful! "

What Taoist Bai Ying said was true and he started to throw dirty water.

"You fart! Why do I have bad intentions?"

Nan Li was anxious, blowing his beard and glaring, as if if you don't give me an explanation, I will stick the bottle soul flag into your forehead in the next moment.

"You old guy, how dare you say you don't mean any harm?

So what is not good for you, just give the Son soul?

With the strength of the Son, once this bottle soul is used, it will immediately be backbone, and it will become a ghost in the bottle soul.

The shocking drums given by the old man are different. From the time of training, it is appropriate for the elderly to go up to the road. Murder over goods, a must -have for Yin people! "

The Bai Ying Tao people said proudly, saying that Nan Li was white and white, and she was speechless.

The rest of the elders also stepped forward and stuffed various heavenly and earth treasures into Wang Pan's hands.

Of course, the most precious thing is that the Taoist Taoist sent to Wang Pan was shocked.

These elders did not ask Wang Pan to be willing to be the sage of Shenmingzong. Wang Pan was willing to be unwilling. It is important to choose the Wang Pan to choose the Wang Pan, which is enough.

The corner of Wang Pan's mouth twitched. The old lady, the old lady was too enthusiastic. Various precious meetings were stacked in front of Wang Pan, which was higher than Wang Pan.

Wang Pan also understood that he had entered the thief's nest, and somehow became a saint.

"But it seems pretty good? Taoist, Tianhe Zong also has only one, precious, and suppressing Zongmen Qi in the same way, it is easy to use! But now it is like a cabbage on the roadside. This Babin Taoist is a great person! "

Wang Pan did not reject it, the Magic Sect is the same.

The more Wang Pan watched this group of people, the more pleasing to the eye.

"Beautiful sister, they all gave me a gift, what about my sister?"

Wang Pan flushed his short legs, ran to Wang Yue, and hugged Wang Yue's calf, raised his head, and looked at Wang Yue.

Wang Pan naturally saw that the rest were mainly a woman who was like the goddess of the Moon Palace, and the cold -looking woman was mainly in a absolute dominant position.

Hope Yue was stiff, and almost couldn't hold back a slap to pat the king Pan.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, I hope that the moon reacts. Wang Pan is just an innocent child. There should be no bad thoughts, and then there is no shot.

"let go."

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Looking down at the moon, looking at Wang Pan expressionlessly, Tankou opened lightly.

"Not loose, in case of loose hands, what should I do if you run?

Wait, beautiful sister, do you not want to give me a gift, do you want to run? "

Wang Pan's face was full of seriousness, and he said innocently.

Take a deep breath and hope that the moon warns himself in his heart that this is the sage he chose.

"You are still young, and now you can't use it for you.

Also, you can't call my sister, you want to call my Master. From now on, you are my disciple and the sage of Shenmingzong!

By the way, these things are too dangerous, save you for you, wait for you to grow up and give it to you. "

Looking at the moon, he said seriously.

What you can say is that Wang Panru was hit by a lightning, and he couldn't help but look up at Wangyue. It was incredible in a pair of eyes.

"Is this Magic?"

Wang Pan felt that he was taken in a lesson, and the people in the magic road really sinister and cunning, even the children cheated!

"Then give it all to the beautiful sister to save me first."

After Wang Pan returned to God, a little hand waved, and the meeting ceremony of a small mountain bag not far away fell in front of Wangyue.

"Well, the Son is still too young!"

"When I arrived in the hands of the clan, I would like to take it back, I'm afraid I'm not dreaming!"

"When the Son is sensible, I know how naive it is now."

A group of elders looked at their noses and noses, and they didn't say a word.

You know, the prince is famous for being famous, but he can revenge.

If the sound reminds the Son, it will be sad in the future.

"Beautiful sister, don't you give me back?"

Wang Pan suddenly moved, and looked at Wangyue suspiciously, loosen Wang Yue's legs, and his small body moved in front of heaven and earth treasures taller than himself, trying to block the treasure of heaven and earth.

"Can't call me a beautiful sister, I want my Master!"

Wang Yue's eyebrows beating, a little crazy, seriously emphasized.

"Good and beautiful sister Master, have you been said to me, a little guilty, so deliberately transfer the topic?"

Wang Pan was as good as flowing, changed his mouth well, and then asked again.

"How can I just keep it for you. When you grow up, Master will return it to you."

I hope that the moon will not change the color. Although I have made up their minds, I have to corrupt my disciples, but I am not embarrassed.

No way, Shenmingzong is poor!

As one of the seven holy places in Qingzhou, Zongmen's income is at the bottom of the seven holy places.

The annual income is only more than 3 million superb stones, which is equivalent to more than 30 million yuan.

It seems a lot, but there are a lot of places where Shenmingzong uses money. After removing all kinds of expenditures, it is even a bit incomparable.

Although Shenmingzong is poor, Shenmingzong is very able to fight!

In the eyes of the remaining holy places and Zongmen, Shenmingzong is a sword meat. Once it is provoked, it will not be able to throw it away.

After all, he couldn't beat Shenmingzong to lose money. After being hit, Shenmingzong couldn't get money, and it was completely difficult to please.

"Oh, that way.

If the beautiful sister Master doesn't give me back, then when I grow up, the beautiful sister will be my wife. "

Wang Pan was small, and although he tried hard to look serious, he was very cute in the eyes of others.

Of course, everyone present was from the magic world, and no one thought Wang Pan was cute.

The elders looked strange, wanting to laugh but not daring to, and it was very uncomfortable to hold back.

"You are so young and don't learn well!

You are a beautiful sister, right?

You are a sister master, right?

You want me to be your wife, right?

As the son of the Shenming Sect, you don't think about how to make money to revitalize the sect, but think about things all day long!"

Wang Yue couldn't help it, and put Wang Pan on his lap and spanked Wang Pan's butt!

While spanking, he happily recounted Wang Pan's crimes.