Chapter 67： 9 times, recorded in the small notebook (1/2)

Zhou Tian was wearing a low-grade Taoist weapon with dark gold and black iron clothes, and holding a low-grade Taoist weapon Fangtianhuaji, he motivated the overbearing supernatural power of the Dazhou royal family to fight the world with iron and blood in the past.

Powerful mess.

Unfortunately, he met Zi Linglong.

As far as supernatural powers are concerned, even Jiang Ming might be thrown out of the 81st street, even if he only uses a very small part of it, it is not something that ordinary people can match.

boom…!

Zhou Tian was smashed into the sky by a sword, smashing a mountain.

”Dragon's wrath, blood stains the sky!” He rose into the air, the anger in his eyes turned into substance, his long hair fluttered, and his clothes were hunting, ”The halberd dominates the sky and splits the eight wastes!”

The power skyrocketed, swallowing the world with anger.

But as soon as it broke out, it was blasted out again.

Next, Zhou Tian was knocked down one after another into the sky, and when he got to the back, his hair was messy, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and the divine light erupting all over his body was dim and about to be extinguished.

”Nine times!” Zi Linglong looked at the other party indifferently, ”If you dare to shoot again, you are a bed bug. Only by killing bed bugs can you not affect your mood!”

”Wow!”

Zhou Tian had already been burned by anger, and he was furious.

Since he was born, he has been living in supreme glory, cultivated fast, and can be called a peerless genius. He has never lost in competition with others, except for a few.

Even if you lose, how can you be so embarrassed?

This place is still a second-rate sect. He looked down upon it, and broke in with an extremely strong force. He wanted to subdue the other party, but the result...!

His face was smashed.

The hand holding the halberd is shaking: the bone is broken.

Trembling all over: I don't know how much damage to the internal organs.

Just as he was about to continue his attack, about to cut off the enemy in front of him, a palm suddenly appeared on his shoulder and held him down: ”Your Highness, it's alright!”

”Uncle Cang, me, me, me...!” Zhou Tiantian almost burst into tears.

”If you lose, you lose, it's not a big deal. Bai Yu, the Xiaoao generation, didn't die in the Eastern Region. Back then, the first prince was so amazing. He wanted to overwhelm the same generation, but he failed one after another. There are countless geniuses in the world, who dares to claim that Invincible? Your Highness, only when you lose can you truly recognize yourself, work hard in the future, and fight again!” The old man's voice was faint, but he was full of life wisdom and countless experiences.

”You know, I, I'm here...!” Zhou Tian hesitated, ”I'm not reconciled! If I lose today, can I still defeat her in the future? She, she? She is not yet twenty years old this year!”

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, but he smiled: ”Under the age of 20, he has already entered the realm of Taoism, and he can defeat His Royal Highness and cut the fetus by leaps and bounds. Chances and future achievements are definitely beyond human comparison. Your Highness, it is also luck that you can meet such a person so early. Whether you are fighting against Taoism or making friends in the future, it will bring great help to Your Highness. The Prince of Great Zhou has a broad mind, swallows the sky, and looks at the world, if he accommodates thousands of outstanding people under his command, He Chou cannot create his own peerless achievements.”

This time, he was speaking through voice transmission.

”I've been taught!” Zhou Tian pursed his lips, his face changed, and he finally returned to normal.

The divine light blooms, and the demeanor is restored.

across.

When the old man appeared, the headmaster also came to Zi Linglong's side.

Even Dongfang Lie, the first seat of Lieyang Peak, and Haochen, the first seat of Shaoyang Peak, stepped out of the air and stood behind Zi Linglong.

”I lost!” Zhou Tian's mouth wriggled a few times before finally speaking, after saying these three words, he couldn't tell what it was like, but he smiled freely, ”Among the many geniuses I have seen, you Enough to rank at the top, rare in the world! Today I lost, but tomorrow, I will continue to challenge.”

He paused for a while, then threw a precious medicine in the air: ”This is an apology, farewell!”

The voice fell, and he clasped his fists and walked away.

The group of people who followed him had different expressions, and they all retreated.

”It's annoying!”

The old man named 'Uncle Cang' finally rushed to the headmaster and clasped his fists before leaving.

The headmaster gently, slowly, let out a breath of turbid air.