A Good Romance
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After this little interlude, Ling Han and the Lunar King were on their way.
They quickly arrived at the region wall, but discovered that the region wall actually didn't exist anymore.
"I found it troublesome, so I broke it," the Lunar King said indifferently.
Powerful!
This should have been built with the help of the people of the divine realm after the Reckoning ten thousand years ago, but she actually destroyed it, which showed how powerful this great demoness was.
They were unimpeded, and saw that this was already the territory of the Purple Moon Empire. The flag of the Purple Moon Empire was stuck above the city ahead, fluttering in the wind and appearing very mighty.
Another ten days later, they arrived at the capital city of the Purple Moon Empire.
Ma Duo Bao personally came out to greet them, giving enough face to Ling Han.
"Brother Ma, why do you think so highly of me?" Ling Han asked, puzzled. With the other's strength, even if the sect leaders of the five great sects came, he wouldn't need to give them a second look.
Ma Duo Bao laughed loudly, and said, "Tanned brother, I never misjudge people. You're destined to stir up a storm, and your achievements definitely won't be below mine."
Ling Han was extremely pleased. He was also confident that he could achieve supreme achievements in the future, but before reaching such heights, he was treated as an equal by someone whose strength was far above his. This naturally made him feel very comfortable.
But …
"Brother Ma, can you stop calling me tanned brother?"
"Sure, tanned brother …" Ma Duo Bao readily accepted, but was a standard example of not changing despite repeated admonition.
Ling Han was speechless, and said after a while, "Brother Ma, on the use of power of the nation, I can give you some advice."
"Oh, let's hear it." Ma Duo Bao didn't look down on Ling Han.
Ling Han brought over all the information he heard from Yi Shuang Shuang, causing Ma Duo Bao to immediately sink into contemplation.
"Your Majesty, our failure in splitting open the sky last time was your problem!" The Lunar King cracked her fingers. "You damn fatty, you're really unreliable!"
Ma Duo Bao hurriedly raised his hands, and said, "Even if I learned the correct posture last time, splitting open the sky would still fail."
"He Jie …" The Lunar King stared at Ma Duo Bao with a dangerous gaze, but did not make a move.
Ma Duo Bao sighed and said, "Just the last time, This King nearly exploded from the power of the nation. Even if the power of the nation could be strengthened by ten times, This King would not be able to withstand it!"
The Lunar King was startled, and after a while, she suddenly jumped up, grabbed Ma Duo Bao's face, and said, "You turned yourself into a damn fatty. Are you cultivating some strange cultivation technique to increase your endurance?"
"My beloved subject is indeed smart!" Ma Duo Bao's face had already been squeezed until it was completely deformed, but he was still as amiable as ever. He chuckled and said, "Back then, we had yet to unify the sea region, but We had already reached our limits, so We did not let you go on another expedition into the sea region. Unfortunately, my strength is still not enough to split open the sky. So, this time, This King re-cultivated my physique to be able to withstand even stronger power of the nation. "
The Lunar King instantly thumped her hands and stamped her feet, and said, "Give me back my handsome and dashing Emperor. Although the damn fatty is somewhat pleasing to the eye after a long time, it's not as comfortable as the original Emperor …" She immediately scuttled to Ling Han's side, picked him up, and said fiercely, "Little Brother, don't ever learn from that damn fatty. This King does not want to meet another damn fatty."
Ling Han hurriedly raised his hand, and said with a smile, "Definitely, definitely …" He indeed did not want to become a damn fatty.
However, what cultivation technique did Ma Duo Bao actually cultivate, to actually increase his physique by fattening his physique?
"After improvement, perhaps just the power of the nation of the middle state alone would be able to fill me to death again …" Ma Duo Bao stroked his chin. From Ling Han's experience, the tree totem and gathering the hearts of the people were enough to increase the power of the nation tenfold.
The middle state was the holy land of Martial Art. One state could rival four regions, and if the power of the nation was increased tenfold, then the effect would definitely be two times, or even three times, more than the entire continent united before.
Although his physique had increased, was it as strong as two or three times?
"Let's give it a try first." Ma Duo Bao immediately began the creation of the totem. This represented the image of a nation, so he had to consider it carefully.
Now, the Purple Moon Empire had already occupied more than ninety percent of the land in the middle state, and there was only a small area that the five great sects had yet to change their flag. However, the five sects were all located not far from each other, and they could reinforce each other, so it would be extremely, extremely difficult to break through.
In such a small area, over a hundred Shattering Void Tier elites were gathered, and there were also great killing weapons like the Absolute Saber and the Mountain and River Axe. It was definitely not easy to deal with, and Ma Duo Bao had to personally act.
The final great battle was not far away.
Taking advantage of the fact that the battle had not started yet, Ling Han decided to make a trip to Cold City first.
There were two Cold Spear Associations there, and it involved a few of his disciples, so there was a need to clarify.
He brought Zhu Xuan Er, Hu Niu, and the others with him, and arrived at Cold City after a few days.
Before this, Ling Han only knew that the Cold Spear Association would be in Cold City, but he did not have a very deep impression of where Cold City was. Only when he arrived here did he involuntarily reveal a dazed expression, as if he had traveled through time and returned to the past.
Cold City was the Eternal Light City of ten thousand years ago, and also the place where he lived.
He had never thought that after ten thousand years, this city would still be preserved, and had not been destroyed. Ling Han could still recognize that some of the damage on the city walls were exactly the same as they had been ten thousand years ago.
"Ling Han, what's wrong?" Hu Niu asked, shaking his hand.
"It's nothing." Ling Han broke into a smile, and led Hu Niu into the city.
He headed straight for the Cold Spear Association.
However, there were a total of two Cold Spear Associations in Cold City. One was in the south of the city, and was called the Southern Spear Association, while the other was in the north, and was called the Northern Spear Association. The two Cold Spear Associations both claimed that they were the real Cold Spear Association, and often fought against each other, and were as incompatible as fire and water.
Ling Han entered from the east city gate, and the distance between the two Cold Spear Associations was more or less the same. He fished out a copper coin, smiled, and said, "Heads to the Southern Spear Association, tails to the Northern Spear Association."
The result was tails.
He walked neither hurriedly nor slowly, but the city was only so big. Not long after, he still arrived at the Northern Spear Association.
"I want to see someone who can speak," Ling Han said to the guard at the entrance.
"Who are you?" the guard countered, a disdainful smile on his face. This was natural. Just anyone would run over and ask to see their boss; what did they take their boss to be?
Ling Han cracked a smile, and said, "I'm called Ling Han. You can just go and report like this."
"Ling Han?" The guard was startled. The members of the Cold Spear Association obviously understood that the meaning of their existence was to collect anything related to Ling Han, and obtain it at all costs.
Of course, this Ling Han was the Alchemy Emperor from ten thousand years ago, and not this youngster in front of them.
In the hearts of every member of the Cold Spear Association, the Ling Han from ten thousand years ago was a supreme existence, like a god that could not be profaned. This person actually dared to call himself Ling Han; this was too despicable!
He glanced at Ling Han, and said, "All right, I'll go in and report for you …"
Heng, it'd be strange if they didn't invite an expert to beat this guy until even his own mother wouldn't recognize him!
Cell phone reading was more refreshing!
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