Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 1281 Leaving Douluo - Seraph of the End

Looking at the young man sitting quietly below, the Emperor Xue Ye, who was the emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire, frowned.

No matter how he hinted at the young man, the young man remained unmoved.

That feeling didn't mean that he didn't understand, Emperor Xue Ye believed that he must understand the meaning of these words.

Emperor Xue Ye affirmed that it wasn't that he didn't understand, but that he wasn't interested in this kind of thing at all.

It seemed that nothing could interest this young man.

The whole banquet was originally held just for him, but now he is so indifferent, so the banquet ended early in the end.

Yang Cong, Master and Ilya are walking on the road to Shrek Academy.

"Yang Cong, don't tell me you didn't understand that Emperor Xueye is wooing you today?" Master Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but say.

Yang Cong didn't answer. Instead, Ilia on the side answered for him.

"Uncle Yu, you think too much, just a small title." Ilya smiled and said, "My brother doesn't think much of him yet."

"I don't like it." Master Yu Xiaogang's mouth trembled. You must know that he is a duke, and he can already be regarded as a person who is under one person and above ten thousand people.

But thinking of Yang Cong's power to make Title Douluo surrender with that one sound, master Yu Xiaogang seemed to understand something.

The stronger it is, the harder it is to care about this secular power.

Perhaps such a title is simply an opportunity to fly on a branch and become a phoenix in the eyes of others.

But a strong man like Yang Cong, who usually doesn't show his dew, doesn't care at all.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have come to their dilapidated Shrek Academy back then.

Maybe this person will think wildly when he is more stable. During this period of time, master Yu Xiaogang has been thinking that Yang Cong came to Shrek Academy really just for Yi Liya?
Or some other purpose.

But in the end, Master Yu Xiaogang thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out what was going on. He couldn't guess what Yang Cong wanted to do.

"I'm going back to the Emperor's Realm, there's not much that needs my attention anymore."

At this time Tang San had already entered the right track, he only needed a little protection to become a god.

But it will take some time before Tang San becomes a god, so it is impossible for Yang Cong to stay here forever.

"What do you say?" Yang Cong turned to look at Yi Liya.

"I want to play here again." Ilya said.

"Then contact the Emperor Realm if you have anything to do." Yang Cong knew Illya's strength, and no one in this world could hurt her, so he didn't worry too much.

"Well, good." Ilya nodded: "By the way, father, go back and accompany mother to them."

"I know." Yang Cong nodded.

After Yi Liya left, two figures appeared in front of Yang Cong.

"Xiong Batian and Dugu Bo listen to the order!" Yang Cong stood there with a calm expression.

"Subordinate Xiong Batian (Dugu Bo) listen to the order." Xiong Batian and Dugu Bo immediately knelt down on one knee.

"I order you and the others to protect Tang San and Ilia." Yang Cong said.

"Young Master," Xiong Batian seemed to have guessed something.

"I will come back when Tang San becomes a god." Yang Cong said.

"Yes." Xiong Batian and Dugu Bo nodded.

"These are two nine-turn golden pills." Yang Cong flipped his hands, and two pills glowing with golden light appeared in his hands like this: "You two take one pill, after you eat it, refine it carefully, take care of it. Complete the tasks I entrusted to you."

Dugu Bo and Xiong Batian took the pill: "Thank you, Young Master."

"Okay, you guys go back." Yang Cong waved his hand.

"Yes."

After Xiong Batian and Dugu Bo left, a figure suddenly appeared in the room.

"You really made a good plan." The figure slowly walked out of the darkness, revealing his childish face.

"You didn't say no, didn't you?" Yang Cong smiled: "Tell me, what is the next world, I will take a good vacation after completing this world."

"Are you sure?" Guards looked at Yang Cong with a strange expression on his face.

"Of course." Yang Cong nodded, looking at Ni Tian's expression: "You don't want to trick me again, do you?"

"No." Guards said with a smile: "Of course I will give you leave, and you can take as long as you want, but since you want to ask for leave, then the difficulty of the world below will be a little more difficult."

"what ever."

The reason why Yang Cong is so indifferent is that he feels that he is already in the early stages of a saint, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

But after saying this, Yang Cong regretted it for a moment.

Because he suddenly remembered what the system had done before.

Seal strength, seal memory.

The moment Yang Cong reacted, a white light instantly swallowed him completely.

"I drafted my sister's, against the sky, wait!"

These were the last words Yang Cong said after being swallowed by the white light.

"Hee hee, you said it casually." You smiled against the sky: "Then I want to give you some face, do it well, there are many beauties in it."

That feeling made Yang Cong uncomfortable, as if he had struggled for hundreds of years, but got blocked due to a bad block. He wanted to go back to the next gear, but found that he only had one early gear before that.

"Goddammit, I hate you!"

Yang Cong raised his head to the sky and roared.

"Ding start the new system."

"New system?" Yang Cong frowned slightly, wondering what the hell he was doing.

"The new system has been updated and is named the plot destruction system. The host only needs to destroy the plot to complete the world's mission. The host is prohibited from returning to the imperial realm before completing the world's mission."

For some reason, listening to the system's voice, Yang Cong had a bad feeling.

"Properties Panel."

Name: Yang Cong

Race: Not drawn
Weapons: Undrawn
Strength: Not drawn
Status: Not drawn
Glancing at the attribute panel, a familiar feeling came over me.

But seeing the data on it the next second, Yang Cong was speechless.

"What's the situation?"

"All the opening things in this world need to be extracted. Currently, the host has not extracted. Do you want to extract?"

"Is this the so-called opening that depends entirely on drawing?" Yang Cong complained, "Let's start drawing."

"Start to extract the race. Congratulations to the host for extracting the race vampire"

"Start drawing the weapon. Congratulations to the host for drawing the Heavenly Emperor Sword (seal)"

"Start drawing strength."

The first two Yang Cong are not going to complain, but this strength is the most important.

Because he saw several things that were difficult to complain about on the drawing prize tray in front of him,

For example, what is the power of ten years old and the power of 20 years old.

Isn't this ten-year-old kid a child, what kind of power can he have.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for extracting the peak of martial arts as the strength of the master level."

Seeing the extracted thing, Yang Cong breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it wasn't too bloody.

"Start drawing status: the 21st ancestor of vampires"

【Welcome to the ending Seraph world.】

(End of this chapter)