Chapter 833

Underground.

In the boundless melt, the unyielding will roars.

A man covered with magma was struggling in the sea of magma, as if fighting an invisible existence, and came from his body.

Head Mo, Mingqi and other high-level magic ware sect stood outside the molten slurry, looking at the struggling human figure in the molten slurry, with a worried and uneasy face.

"Can you? That's the heart of a thousand years of earth fire."

Mingqi asked.

Mo zhangmen said: "the endurance of the demon king's body is amazing, and Wang Po's physique is better than that of the previous generation. The heart of earth fire in a thousand years can't kill him. I'm only worried about whether he can bear this great pain. If he can't bear it, it's useless."

Mingqi is silent.

These blacksmiths have been with the earth fire all day, and they know the taste of fire poison erosion. It's really hard to suffer, and Wang Po's pain at the moment is many times stronger than them.

"Yes, it will." Mingqi murmured.

The magma is roaring.

The unyielding will is still shouting silently.

I don't know how long it took, all the movement disappeared, the magma returned to peace, and the "molten slurry" representing unyielding will calmed down and stood still.

The people on the shore held their breath.

After about a long time of incense, the "magma" suddenly moved, walked to the shore with his legs, stirred the magma with his feet, and made a clattering sound.

He went ashore.

The magma fell off, revealing a familiar eyebrow and eye. The lonely color shrouded on it all year round disappeared and replaced the endless heroic spirit.

"I succeeded." Wang po said faintly.

With his words, the molten slurry behind him suddenly exploded, as if thousands of explosives were detonated under the molten slurry, bursting into red.

Wow.

A molten rain fell, and Wang Po was bathed in the red rain, showing a look of enjoyment.

Headmaster Mo waved to hold up a spiritual barrier, let the molten slurry on his head resist it, and said, "Congratulations, Dacheng demon body!"

Wang Po looked at leader Mo, his eyes were ancient well without waves, shook his head slightly and said, "Dacheng demon king body can be comparable to the immortal. Now I can only be regarded as Xiaocheng."

The top level of the magic weapon sect around headmaster Mo was shocked.

Wang Po's eyes swept over the people, as if he were looking at a group of dispensable passers-by, including leader mo. finally, he said faintly, "I'm leaving."

"Where are you going?"

Headmaster Mo asked hurriedly, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"Kill mingwangzong and take back what I have lost!"

Wang po said in a fierce voice. The molten slurry behind him exploded again, and a violent temperament emanated from him. The top level of the magic weapon sect opposite was the first one, and his face changed wildly and retreated again and again.

Leader Mo didn't retreat, but he didn't look good: "I know you're strong, and even I'm not your opponent, but I'm also sure that mingwangzong has already prepared a snare and is waiting for you to go up."

Wang Po's momentum is one of stagnation.

Headmaster Mo continued: "there are a group of wanlao monsters remaining in the back mountain of emperor mingzong. Even if you go up the mountain, you will die at most, and then you will be left forever."

Wang broke his silence.

He stayed in the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. After hearing the rumors about the mountain, the fire in his heart was poured down by cold water.

But he is unwilling!

No one can imagine the pain of struggling to survive in the molten slurry. What supported him to survive was his hatred for the Ming wangzong.

"You should go to shopkeeper Zheng. Maybe he can find a way." Mo zhangmendao stared at Wang Po's eyes and tried to find something.

Then he saw a trace of resistance and couldn't help sighing.

Sure enough, don't explore human nature.

"Zheng... Shopkeeper," Wang po said the name unnaturally, and then showed a disguised smile, "I really want to visit my benefactor."

Headmaster Mo nodded, "go ahead. I'll give shopkeeper Zheng a message in advance and say you're out of the customs."

Wang Po nodded and turned to leave the basement.

"Elder martial brother, we took out the heart of earth fire for a thousand years for him. As a result, this guy didn't even say thanks." Mingqi said angrily.

Mo zhangmen said: "Wang Po has lived in the shadow of the seven sects for too long. Now he has become a superior existence. It's normal to be arrogant... Hey, this guy's state is more dangerous than the molten slurry of the riot. Let's give it to shopkeeper Zheng for a headache."

"Good brother..."

Ghost town.

When the news from leader Mo came, Zheng Feiyue was just on the Internet. The two egg head picture representing the button icon flashed, representing someone sent him a message.

He clicked on the message, which was sent by leader mo. there were only four words: Wang broke through the pass.

Wang Po got out of the pass?!

Zheng Feiyue's spirit was shocked, and he even had a feeling of crying with joy. It was like that the hard cultivated saplings finally grew up and were able to pick their own fruits and harvest full achievements and happiness.

But then, the button prompt sounded again.

It's still the news from leader Mo, or four words: Wang Po wants to go to the Ming emperor, be careful of his mind!

Zheng Feiyue narrowed his eyes and remained silent. After a long time, he closed the Xianwang interface and sighed: "Wang Po, Wang Po, don't let me down!"

There is a secret road outside the ghost city, which was secretly excavated by the club sent by Lv Bu.

Wang Po entered the city through this secret road without attracting anyone's attention. Then he went directly to the secret room under the immortal bar and met the "benefactor" who had been away for a long time

"Ha ha ha!"

Zheng Feiyue laughed wildly when he met him. He came forward and punched Wang fiercely and said loudly, "good guy, this small demon king body is different. It's very strong. I don't know whether it can resist my impact?"

The king looked embarrassed.

The "passionate years" between him and shopkeeper Zheng was really a great shame in life. He just remembered shopkeeper Zheng's good intentions, but didn't attack, but smiled shyly.

Zheng Feiyue was very satisfied with Wang Po's reaction. He took his shoulder and said, "young man, I'm very relieved to see you today. Will you forget the oath you made to me?"

Wang broke his heart and jumped.

He looked at Zheng Feiyue and found that the benefactor was looking at himself with a smile. The other party was obviously weak. He could beat him down with one punch, but somehow, a voice in his heart told him that he must not do it.

Wang Po understood this feeling as "the lingering power of the past," and quickly said with a smile: "the shopkeeper laughed. Wang Po can achieve today. It all depends on you. How can he forget his oath?"

"Yes, I didn't see the wrong person!" Zheng Feiyue laughed and showed a half joking tone. "I thought you would do it to me. In that case, I will regret to announce that your demon king body will lose the possibility of promotion."

"What?"

Wang Po was stunned and then said with ecstasy, "shopkeeper Zheng, do you have a way to promote my demon king body to Dacheng?"

"Of course."