The lakeside path.

Wang Jian and the old man with long eyebrows were walking around, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of them.

"You've come all the way from Xingluo. I don't know what to say."

"How do you know we're from the stars?"

The old man with long eyebrows asked curiously. The grandmother of the Zhu family and Dai Jiazong, the three great generation, followed.

"Nature is the breath. Although everyone's breath is different, the breath of the same blood can be distinguished."

"Of course, it requires some insight."

"I see."

The old man with long eyebrows sighed and glanced at the island in the middle of the lake.

Then it fell to the direction of the back mountain forest.

These directions have a few unusual breath, some even he has a sense of danger.

"It seems that what Haotian said is true. The water in Xinghun teachers college is much deeper than imagined."

In the back, Dai Tianming followed.

Seeing the two silent people, Dai Tianming, who is impatient, can't help but send a message to the other two.

"Third uncle, what are you doing? Why don't you talk to that boy?"

"Be quiet. It looks like it's a real hassle."

Dai Tianjing frowned slightly, indicating that Dai Tianming was calm.

……

This man is interesting.

Accompanied by the old man with long eyebrows, Wang Jian's eyes are also different.

According to the eye of exploration, the cultivation of the old man is about level 93. The spirit of the martial arts is not a white tiger, but a spirit tiger.

A kind of martial spirit, which is not good at physical quality but good at spiritual strength, has a pair of soul stirring blue eyes.

This reminds him of a man, Huo Yuhao, another son of destiny in this continent ten thousand years later. Huo Yuhao's martial spirit is the spirit eye, which is also the existence of the spirit system. Those eyes are very similar to those of the spirit tiger.

Perhaps, the existence which is called Huo Gua by countless people is inherited from this vein.

"Dean Wang is a smart man, so I don't have to say anything more."

Suddenly, the old man with long eyebrows stopped abruptly and turned to look at him.

That pair of blue eyes looks like a magnificent gem, it is amazing.

"Our Xingluo Dai family, whether it's the founding of the people's Republic or the inheritance, has always paid attention to the two words of rules, which is our fundamental, and destroying it is equivalent to destroying the order of our inheritance..."

"What does your order have to do with me?"

Wang Jian interrupted the old man's words. Although his face was still smiling and his tone was still soft, his words made them feel very cold.

The brow of the old man with long eyebrows gradually wrinkled, as if with a sigh.

"Is there really no room for maneuver?"

Wang Jian looked at the shimmering lake and said calmly, "in my opinion, your inheritance is nothing more than a tragedy. You are like a puppet. Under the so-called order and rules, you live according to the planned plays."

"And Mu Bai is nothing more than a puppet out of line."

"What's the difference between your life and the rotten and lifeless mud?"

"You..."

Dai Tianming couldn't help but stand out and glared at Wang Jian angrily.

He is the most staunch supporter of the Dai family's rules. He believes that it is because of these talents that the Dai family has been able to inherit them, even though he is stubborn and incurable among some people.

But he always believes that the most important thing is to inherit in an orderly way. Once the rules are broken, it's like a broken mirror.

"Is the so-called inheritance really so important?"

But Wang Jian ignored Dai Tianming, who was angry. The smile on his face gradually became cold. He said mercilessly: "by this means, you can ensure that the elected leader will always be excellent? Or are you always stronger than others? "

"Tens of thousands of years ago, the spirit beast family was also in full swing! But now what? "

"Don't you understand the principle that the world's general situation is divided and combined, and prosperity is bound to decline? Where in this world is there a reason to be strong forever! "

"And if you have to teach me rules and principles, I'll tell you in my previous words..."

"This is Tianxing soul teacher college. My principles are the principles and my rules are the rules. Now Dai mubai is my man. Can I say that you are refuting my principles and challenging my rules?"

"Sharp toothed boy, I'll see if you have the strength to support this rule!"

Dai Tianming couldn't bear it. He gritted his teeth and launched an attack on Wang Jian. The white tiger's spirit instantly attached himself. Two yellow, two purple, four black and eight rings of soul surrounded him!

"Hum!"

When the white tiger's claws with terrifying soul power fall on Wang Jian, a layer of golden passport suddenly appears in front of Wang Jian, stably blocking Dai Tianming's attack, and ejecting it more than ten steps away.

In the shield, Wang Jian looked at the old man with long eyebrows and asked calmly: "it seems that the elder has to have a fight?"

The old man with long eyebrows sighed and said, "please give me some advice."

Wang Jian sneers in his heart. In that case, I'll subdue you.

"Dark night!"

With a light drink from Wang Jian, the soles of several people's feet were immediately covered by shadows, and the sky was like a piece of paper gradually engulfed by flames, gradually falling into darkness along the edge.

The old man with long eyebrows, the old grandmother of Zhu family and others changed slightly. The shadow came quietly, even if they didn't react.

More importantly

"Domain?"

Zhu's grandmother looked up at the dark night next to Wang Jian.

"Shadow field."

The dark night answered softly, with a calm face.

"Hum!"

At the moment, Dai Tianming didn't care so much. After a cold hum, he directly attacked Wang Jian.

"Let me do it!"

Wang Jian stopped the night when he was ready to make a move. He lifted the ruler gently to block Dai Tianming's claw.

The two interlaced, Dai Tianming hard pressure down.

He also saw that the ruler of Wang Jian was a weapon soul, which could not be compared with the power of his beast spirit.

The power of the white tiger is really good, but Wang Jian doesn't have the power to fight back. His right arm is not only his own power.

Poof!

The pale cold current suddenly vibrates from Wang Jian's right arm. The extreme cold current freezes all the water in the air into white frost. At that moment, the temperature suddenly drops by dozens of degrees, and the blood seems to be stagnated.

Dai Tianming's eyes flashed a look of surprise and anger. He immediately withdrew and looked at Wang Jian with an ugly face.

"Soul bone?"

Wang Jian said indifferently: "how? The Dai family is also the master of the Xingluo empire. Haven't you seen it before? "