The vast Gobi, above the ruins.

    The dust has not yet fallen completely. It is wandering in the sky, reflecting five figures standing in the void.

    Five people, are the title of Douluo class strong!

    Qian Daoliu looks at the lonely night with some dignified eyes.

    The long black dress is woven like the night. It is soft and rippling like water waves. It is graceful and does not stain any dust.

    This is a strong man!

    Qiandaoliu''s heart is a little dignified. When did such a powerful man appear on the Douluo continent that he didn''t know.

    From dark night, he felt a strong sense of danger, which means that dark night is at least as strong as him, and even his cultivation may surpass him.

    However, the dark night didn''t pay much attention to him. After a little glance, he moved his eyes and looked more at Qianren snow.

    Soon, he looked at Wang Jian thoughtfully.

    President Wang?!

    Qian Daoliu frowned slightly and said, "you are the dean of Tianxing soul teachers college?"

    "That''s right. I''ve seen you before, Wang Jian!"

    Wang Jian smiles and bows his hand, neither humble nor overbearing.

    Although Tianxing soul teacher college and wuhundian are enemies now, they can''t fight each other.

    On the one hand, the main enemy of Tianxing soul teacher college is bibidong, which has little to do with qiandaoliu. On the other hand, it is determined by the strength of both sides.

    Through the eye of exploration, he already knew the real strength of qiandaoliu.

    The long-time well-known Pope of the temple of martial spirits has already broken through the limit of the peerless doula and become a strong man of the level of a demigod.

    Whether it is qiandaoliu, Tangchen or haibosi, they are all amazing people. They inherit part of the inheritance of angel God, Shura God and Haishen respectively. It''s not strange to break through the realm of peerless Douluo and step on the threshold of God level.

    What a few people lack is just a little chance.

    Wang Jian didn''t know what the chance was, because in his opinion, the talents and qualifications of these three people were even much better than those of Tang San''s generation. However, these three people just came into contact with Shenzhong, but they didn''t get the approval of Shendi.

    Why?

    Wang Jian is not very clear, maybe it is because if these three people inherit the throne, then there will be nothing after that.

    Is this the destiny in the dark?

    To put it bluntly, it may be that life is not good, without that life.

    But Wang Jian knew that it was impossible for the two sides to fight now, because when both sides had demigod level strongmen, they, who were "relatively low" in cultivation, could not help. If they really fought, their safety would not be guaranteed.

    This is not acceptable whether it is dark night or thousand streams.

    The two sides are silent.

    Dugu Bo looked at both sides awkwardly, and could only choose to shiver.

    Although he is a character in Douluo, now he is not good enough.

    Wang Jian''s eyes twinkled. He didn''t know what he thought of. He suddenly made a gesture to invite him. He was facing the Wanren mountains.

    "After you

    Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue looked at each other and nodded.

    The master of the thousand families walked in front of him, and Dugu Bo came up behind him.

    "What the hell are you doing?" Dugu Bo asked as soon as he came up.

    "Just to see what they want to do, don''t you wonder why they''re here?"

    Wang Jian said with a smile.

    "Do you know something?"

    The dark night suddenly asks a way in the side, between eyebrow eyes is full of doubts.

    Wang Jian gently shook his head and looked at the snow and the channel that had been flying toward the Wanren mountains.

    "No, just some speculation."

    He had far-reaching vision and some speculation in his mind.

    Now the principal of Wuhun hall is bibidong, and qiandaoliu obviously has no plan to interfere in the affairs of Wuhun hall.

    According to his understanding, Qian Daoliu''s biggest wish now is to let Qian Renxue inherit the throne of angel God, so now he should accompany Qian Renxue to practice and inherit the throne of angel God.

    However, he met a thousand streams and a thousand Ren snow here.

    Does this mean that Qian Renxue''s coming here is a part of the angel God''s assessment?

    Wang Jian has such a bold idea, and he thinks it is reasonable enough.

    After all, the angel God is the right God, and the evil spirit Master is a good purification object... Perhaps, his previous guess is wrong.

    It may not be Tang San and others who destroy the evil spirits, but qianrenxue.

    "Anyway, let''s go up and have a look."

    ……

    "Grandfather, they''re following."

    Qiandaoliu and qianrenxue are in the front, but that doesn''t mean they won''t pay attention to Wang Jian and others.

    In fact, compared with the possible danger in the Wanren mountain range, they think that the king sword behind is the greatest danger.

    He took a slight breath and said without looking back: "don''t worry about them. You can''t have any problems in your assessment, and... Their purpose may be the same as ours."

    "Do you mean they are here to destroy these evil spirit masters?"

    Thousand Ren snow eyes slightly bright, but some do not understand.

    "Well, if it''s just from what just happened, it''s quite possible."

    "Then... Why?"

    "There may be a lot of reasons. Maybe it''s to stabilize the rear area, maybe there''s some resentment, maybe... They also have the inheritance of Shenzhou."

    Qiandaoliu''s tone inexplicably began to be dignified, which made him feel a little anxious.

    Is the last one possible?

    He might not have believed it before, but now he has to.

    The reason is that night, a powerful man of demigod level, disturbed his mood and made him feel that he had lost absolute control of the situation.

    Since the loss of absolute control means that there is a crisis.

    This feeling of not being in control made him very upset.

    ……

    Wanren mountain, mountain like a dragon! Like waves! Like a knife!

    The canyons between the mountains are like bottomless abysses. If not several people have the ability to fly, it is absolutely enough to make people despair.

    It may take a day or two for ordinary people to climb the mountain on the other side of the canyon.

    Qiandaoliu is in front with Qianren snow. When he looks around, he does not forget to be alert to Wang Jian, who is very leisurely. He follows them with a relaxed look.

    All of a sudden, Qian Daoliu gathered the attention of Wang Jian and looked down at a dark temple in the canyon. He was quietly relieved.

    "I found it at last!"

    Looking down, he murmured.