My Master is Super Strong But Too Steady
Chapter 192 The Sword Saint Child is really a talent!
Chiyan Peak Master Shen Beiwang glanced lightly across the Ten Thousand Sword Saint Child, Zi Fengtian and others, his expression remained unchanged, and he shouted, "Please!"
The voice fell, the golden light long bridge shop spread out, fell at the feet of the Wanjian Shengzi and Zi Fengtian and others, sending them all into the Xuantian Holy Land.
The Son of Ten Thousand Swords and Li Qingzhou of Qingyunfeng had enemies. At this time, it was obvious that they came with hostility, and the eldest prince of the Ziwei Dynasty came with him. Whether it was a chance encounter or not, Shen Beiwang was too lazy to ask.
Shen Beiwang really didn't bother to be polite with him like a stuff like Wanjian Shengzi.
The Son of Ten Thousand Swords rushed to the gate of the Xuantian Holy Land with a mighty force. Shen Beiwang didn’t pay attention to him at all. If Saint Son of Ten Thousand Swords really dared to do it, Ye Chen could teach him in an instant with the protection of the mountain that he had improved several times. Be a man!
Although both the Ten Thousand Swords Son and the Great Prince have brought many followers, hundreds of people are overwhelmed, but Shen Beiwang, regardless of the others, all put them in the Xuantian Holy Land, full of confidence.
Ten Thousand Sword Saint Son and others followed the Golden Light Long Bridge into the Xuantian Holy Land, and went straight to the Xuantian Main Peak.
Along the way, the Ten Thousand Swords Saint Child, the Great Prince and others are sensing with various secret methods, wanting to find out whether there is the aura of other Saint Soldiers in the Xuantian Holy Land, but most areas of the Xuantian Holy Land are shrouded in the mysterious formation. , Making them all feel very vague, and get nothing.
Passing over the many peaks of the Xuantian Holy Land, the Son of Ten Thousand Swords stood with his hand in his hand, flying in white, and said leisurely: "If there are really invincible saints sitting in the Xuantian Holy Land, during this period of time when Xuantian Zhong escapes, he should also He released his sage soldiers to suppress the background. At this time, he can only sense the terrible form of the dormant formation, but cannot perceive any sacred power dormant. Tsk, is there really an invincible saint sitting in this Xuantian Holy Land?"
The big prince smiled and shook his head lightly and said: "No matter whether there is an invincible saint in the Xuantian Holy Land, the ability to kill the Cangman Demon Saint with one blow at the beginning is enough to explain its profound background."
"Huh, the foundation of the Supreme Profound Holy Land is not weak..." The Ten Thousand Sword Saint didn't care, he didn't say anything further, and the Golden Light Long Bridge had taken them to the Profound Heaven Main Peak.
It’s just that everyone has understood the meaning of the Son of Ten Thousand Swords.
The inheritance of the Supreme Profound Holy Land is even longer than that of the Profound Sky Holy Land. It has the same deep heritage, but it is still destroyed by the Demon Race. In the eyes of the Son of Ten Thousand Swords, the Profound Heaven Holy Land will be inevitable sooner or later!
Sage Son of Ten Thousand Swords and others followed the Golden Light Bridge to the square at the entrance of the Hall of Visitors, halfway up the main peak of Xuantian. From a distance, they saw Saint Son of Xuantian, Xiao Yixian, already waiting at the entrance of the hall.
Xiao Yixian is dressed in a pale gold star-patterned robe. The Yushu is facing the wind, and the fairy air is curled up. There is a vague starry sky around him, and he has a super dusty and refined demeanor.
Xiao Yixian relied on the chaotic roots obtained from Ye Chen by the Holy Master Xuantian to resist the catastrophe and became powerful, making him one of the top digital arrogances of the Eastern Desolation. Now more than ten years have passed. After many years of experience in the Demon Realm, Xiao Yixian's cultivation became even more unfathomable.
These famous places of the Eastern Desolation Tianjiao arrived, it was enough for the son of Xuantian Xiao Yixian to receive them, and they were not qualified enough for the Holy Lord Xuantian to receive them personally.
"The trail friends, the eldest prince, and all the arrogances are coming, Xiao Mou has missed a long way to welcome him, but he also looks at Haihan! Please!" Xiao Yixian arched his hands to the Ten Thousand Sword Saint and the others.
The grievances between Saint Son of Ten Thousand Swords and Li Qingzhou are almost well known to everyone in the Eastern Wilderness, and Xiao Yixian naturally knows too.
The visitor is a guest, even if Xiao Yixian knows that the Son of Ten Thousand Swords may be unkind, it is inconvenient to shut him out at this time.
"Friends of Taoism are polite!" The eldest prince replied with a smile, and stepped into the hall of reception, followed by his followers.
Wanjian Shengzi nodded casually, and brought many followers into the reception hall.
The whole reception hall is magnificent, with white jade stone pillars carved with dragons and phoenixes towering, and the walls and domes have patterns of sun, moon and stars, faintly still moving along a certain mysterious trajectory, sprinkling brilliant stars, letting The whole hall is bathed in stars.
Nearly a hundred people have already gathered in the reception hall at this time. Most of them are the famous seniors of the Eastern Wilderness, and many of them are the young people of the Eastern Wilderness. Saintess, Saint Child of Ancient Sword, Young Master of Tingfenglou, Heir of Taibai Sword Gate, Heir of Thousand Blade Mansion, Heir of Hanyue Sect, Young Master of Huxiao Villa...
Xuantianzhong accidentally escaped, attracting the attention of the strengths of all parties, this time the Tianjiao people gathered in the Xuantian Holy Land can be called a Tianjiao gathering.
Everyone exchanged simple greetings, and the gaze of Wan Jian Shengzi shifted to Xiao Yixian, and asked straightforwardly: "I sensed Xuantian Zhong running away in the air. I don't know what happened?"
Xiao Yixian responded with a smile: "This question has been asked by many Daoists just now. It is the Patriarch who is calling. Where can outsiders call the Xuantian Bell?"
Many Tianjiao celebrities have long guessed about this. After all, not anyone can revive the Saints to that extent, but hearing what Xiao Yixian said again still made them feel a little unbelievable.
After all, the ancestor Xuantian has disappeared for thousands of years, and now he is suddenly resurrected. This incident is indeed too sudden.
The gleam of light in the eyes of Saint Thousand Swords Master continued to ask: "Dare to ask where Master Xuantian is now? If you need help, I am willing to use part of its heritage to help him return!"
Xiao Yixian naturally knew that the so-called help of Saint Ten Thousand Swords was nonsense, and he didn't break him. He shook his head lightly, and said with emotion: "Master Patriarch is not in our barren ancient realm. We don't know which realm he is in. Since Patriarch took the initiative to protect him. Xuantianzhong summoned to leave, indicating that Grand Master is still alive and we are already content."
"The vast starry sky is dormant with countless dangerous places. The Patriarch Xuantian has disappeared before Wan Zai. Is he lost in a dangerous place?" The son of Ten Thousand Swords sang like a sword, speaks without scruples, and the whole person is like one. The handle is like a sharp sword, giving people an extremely strong sense of oppression.
Hearing the question from the Son of Ten Thousand Swords, there was a flash of light in the eyes of many famous Tianjiao in the field, and their eyes focused on the body of the Son of Xuantian, Xiao Yixian, wanting to see how Xiao Yixian would respond.
So many of them came earlier than Wanjian Shengzi, but they were all just polite greetings, and there has never been such a straightforward question.
The corners of Ziwei's eldest prince’s mouth rose slightly, heh, the Son of Ten Thousand Swords is really reckless!
This kind of talent is needed right now!
Xiao Yixian squinted his eyes slightly when he heard the words, and immediately returned to normal. He smiled and responded: "If the Patriarch is lost in a dangerous place, you should call the Xuantian Bell before ten thousand years ago. The possibility does exist, but it is very slim."
Sage Son of Ten Thousand Swords continued to press aggressively: "Patron Xuantian has disappeared for thousands of years and has never touched the Xuantian Bell. Why did he suddenly summon the Xuantian Bell at this time? Why not return to the Xuantian Holy Land first?"
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 192: 192： Wanjian Shengzi is really a talent!
Chiyan Peak Master Shen Beiwang glanced lightly across the Ten Thousand Sword Saint Child, Zi Fengtian and others, his expression remained unchanged, and he shouted, "Please!"
The voice fell, the golden light long bridge shop spread out, fell at the feet of the Wanjian Shengzi and Zi Fengtian and others, sending them all into the Xuantian Holy Land.
The Son of Ten Thousand Swords and Li Qingzhou of Qingyunfeng had enemies. At this time, it was obvious that they came with hostility, and the eldest prince of the Ziwei Dynasty came with him. Whether it was a chance encounter or not, Shen Beiwang was too lazy to ask.
Shen Beiwang really didn't bother to be polite with him like a stuff like Wanjian Shengzi.
The Son of Ten Thousand Swords rushed to the gate of the Xuantian Holy Land with a mighty force. Shen Beiwang didn’t pay attention to him at all. If Saint Son of Ten Thousand Swords really dared to do it, Ye Chen could teach him in an instant with the protection of the mountain that he had improved several times. Be a man!
Although both the Ten Thousand Swords Son and the Great Prince have brought many followers, hundreds of people are overwhelmed, but Shen Beiwang, regardless of the others, all put them in the Xuantian Holy Land, full of confidence.
Ten Thousand Sword Saint Son and others followed the Golden Light Long Bridge into the Xuantian Holy Land, and went straight to the Xuantian Main Peak.
Along the way, the Ten Thousand Swords Saint Child, the Great Prince and others are sensing with various secret methods, wanting to find out whether there is the aura of other Saint Soldiers in the Xuantian Holy Land, but most areas of the Xuantian Holy Land are shrouded in the mysterious formation. , Making them all feel very vague, and get nothing.
Passing over the many peaks of the Xuantian Holy Land, the Son of Ten Thousand Swords stood with his hand in his hand, flying in white, and said leisurely: "If there are really invincible saints sitting in the Xuantian Holy Land, during this period of time when Xuantian Zhong escapes, he should also He released his sage soldiers to suppress the background. At this time, he can only sense the terrible form of the dormant formation, but cannot perceive any sacred power dormant. Tsk, is there really an invincible saint sitting in this Xuantian Holy Land?"
The big prince smiled and shook his head lightly and said: "No matter whether there is an invincible saint in the Xuantian Holy Land, the ability to kill the Cangman Demon Saint with one blow at the beginning is enough to explain its profound background."
"Huh, the foundation of the Supreme Profound Holy Land is not weak..." The Ten Thousand Sword Saint didn't care, he didn't say anything further, and the Golden Light Long Bridge had taken them to the Profound Heaven Main Peak.
It’s just that everyone has understood the meaning of the Son of Ten Thousand Swords.
The inheritance of the Supreme Profound Holy Land is even longer than that of the Profound Sky Holy Land. It has the same deep heritage, but it is still destroyed by the Demon Race. In the eyes of the Son of Ten Thousand Swords, the Profound Heaven Holy Land will be inevitable sooner or later!
Sage Son of Ten Thousand Swords and others followed the Golden Light Bridge to the square at the entrance of the Hall of Visitors, halfway up the main peak of Xuantian. From a distance, they saw Saint Son of Xuantian, Xiao Yixian, already waiting at the entrance of the hall.
Xiao Yixian is dressed in a pale gold star-patterned robe. The Yushu is facing the wind, and the fairy air is curled up. There is a vague starry sky around him, and he has a super dusty and refined demeanor.
Xiao Yixian relied on the chaotic roots obtained from Ye Chen by the Holy Master Xuantian to resist the catastrophe and became powerful, making him one of the top digital arrogances of the Eastern Desolation. Now more than ten years have passed. After many years of experience in the Demon Realm, Xiao Yixian's cultivation became even more unfathomable.
These famous places of the Eastern Desolation Tianjiao arrived, it was enough for the son of Xuantian Xiao Yixian to receive them, and they were not qualified enough for the Holy Lord Xuantian to receive them personally.
"The trail friends, the eldest prince, and all the arrogances are coming, Xiao Mou has missed a long way to welcome him, but he also looks at Haihan! Please!" Xiao Yixian arched his hands to the Ten Thousand Sword Saint and the others.
The grievances between Saint Son of Ten Thousand Swords and Li Qingzhou are almost well known to everyone in the Eastern Wilderness, and Xiao Yixian naturally knows too.
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"Friends of Taoism are polite!" The eldest prince replied with a smile, and stepped into the hall of reception, followed by his followers.
Wanjian Shengzi nodded casually, and brought many followers into the reception hall.
The whole reception hall is magnificent, with white jade stone pillars carved with dragons and phoenixes towering, and the walls and domes have patterns of sun, moon and stars, faintly still moving along a certain mysterious trajectory, sprinkling brilliant stars, letting The whole hall is bathed in stars.
Nearly a hundred people have already gathered in the reception hall at this time. Most of them are the famous seniors of the Eastern Wilderness, and many of them are the young people of the Eastern Wilderness. Saintess, Saint Child of Ancient Sword, Young Master of Tingfenglou, Heir of Taibai Sword Gate, Heir of Thousand Blade Mansion, Heir of Hanyue Sect, Young Master of Huxiao Villa...
Xuantianzhong accidentally escaped, attracting the attention of the strengths of all parties, this time the Tianjiao people gathered in the Xuantian Holy Land can be called a Tianjiao gathering.
Everyone exchanged simple greetings, and the gaze of Wan Jian Shengzi shifted to Xiao Yixian, and asked straightforwardly: "I sensed Xuantian Zhong running away in the air. I don't know what happened?"
Xiao Yixian responded with a smile: "This question has been asked by many Daoists just now. It is the Patriarch who is calling. Where can outsiders call the Xuantian Bell?"
Many Tianjiao celebrities have long guessed about this. After all, not anyone can revive the Saints to that extent, but hearing what Xiao Yixian said again still made them feel a little unbelievable.
After all, the ancestor Xuantian has disappeared for thousands of years, and now he is suddenly resurrected. This incident is indeed too sudden.
The gleam of light in the eyes of Saint Thousand Swords Master continued to ask: "Dare to ask where Master Xuantian is now? If you need help, I am willing to use part of its heritage to help him return!"
Xiao Yixian naturally knew that the so-called help of Saint Ten Thousand Swords was nonsense, and he didn't break him. He shook his head lightly, and said with emotion: "Master Patriarch is not in our barren ancient realm. We don't know which realm he is in. Since Patriarch took the initiative to protect him. Xuantianzhong summoned to leave, indicating that Grand Master is still alive and we are already content."
"The vast starry sky is dormant with countless dangerous places. The Patriarch Xuantian has disappeared before Wan Zai. Is he lost in a dangerous place?" The son of Ten Thousand Swords sang like a sword, speaks without scruples, and the whole person is like one. The handle is like a sharp sword, giving people an extremely strong sense of oppression.
Hearing the question from the Son of Ten Thousand Swords, there was a flash of light in the eyes of many famous Tianjiao in the field, and their eyes focused on the body of the Son of Xuantian, Xiao Yixian, wanting to see how Xiao Yixian would respond.
So many of them came earlier than Wanjian Shengzi, but they were all just polite greetings, and there has never been such a straightforward question.
The corners of Ziwei's eldest prince’s mouth rose slightly, heh, the Son of Ten Thousand Swords is really reckless!
This kind of talent is needed right now!
Xiao Yixian squinted his eyes slightly when he heard the words, and immediately returned to normal. He smiled and responded: "If the Patriarch is lost in a dangerous place, you should call the Xuantian Bell before ten thousand years ago. The possibility does exist, but it is very slim."
Sage Son of Ten Thousand Swords continued to press aggressively: "Patron Xuantian has disappeared for thousands of years and has never touched the Xuantian Bell. Why did he suddenly summon the Xuantian Bell at this time? Why not return to the Xuantian Holy Land first?"
(End of this chapter)
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