I Have Nine Queen Sisters

The entire 30,000 saints, who don't have dignity and don't care about themselves, just knelt down to Wang Chen.

As if they were on a pilgrimage, the faces of the thirty thousand saints were filled with respect and humility!

The audience was silent, deadly silent!

Everyone was stunned, everyone was dumbfounded.

How is this going!

The saints are all believers under the endless starry sky, resounding in the universe of the world, and they are invincible! How could they kneel this mortal boy!

He is just a mortal, an existence like an ant!

The saints did not take action to suppress Wang Chen, but knelt down!

This is simply beyond everyone's imagination!

"This....this is impossible!!!"

The old man on the road shouted wildly, in disbelief, and shouted hysterically: "No! This is not true! Saints, why are you kneeling on these ants!"

The old man is obviously crazy, he actually dares to question the saint in public!

"Presumptuous! You ants, dare to be disrespectful to adults!"

A cold voice came from above the sky, the spiritual sense of the Qingshan saint held a sword with one arm, and a sword slashed!

"Pfft!"

The sharp Shengwei Jianmang with boundless might, slashed the old man's chest fiercely!

"puff!"

The old man vomited blood and flew out and slammed into the ruins of the temple. Originally, he had been bathed in the golden rain for treatment of his injuries. Under the sword of the Qingshan sage, the old man was on the verge of death again!

The old man on the road had a pale face, and he saw that there was a lot of air out and little air in.

"This sword, this seat will leave you a cheap life for the time being, and hand it over to the adults."

Saint Qingshan snorted coldly, put away his sword glow, and then respectfully bowed to Wang Chen: "Sir, Qingshan is late."

"Are you worthy of talking to me too?"

Wang Chen glanced at Sage Qingshan coldly, his eyes lightly skipped Sage Qingshan's broken arm, and his tone was extraordinarily indifferent.

what!

Are saints not worthy to speak to him? !

The practitioners kneeling on the ground trembled again, and some couldn't help but turn black, what kind of big man they met today!

Thirty thousand saints knelt down to him, and shouted at him with great respect.

But this young man not only did not buy it, but also had a very arrogant tone!

The most important thing is that this sentence came out of his mouth, as if it was so natural, as if speaking with the saints was the greatest gift to the saints!

"grown ups......"

Sage Qingshan was sweating profusely, his body knelt on the throne of the lotus pedestal trembled slightly, his forehead was firmly pressed against the lotus pedestal, and he did not dare to raise his head.

"My lord, it's my fault, please sir..."

"What's wrong?"

Wang Chen shook the folding fan lightly and spoke softly.

"I......"

Saint Qingshan was about to cry. He felt that he really went out today and didn't read the almanac. How could he fall into the hands of this lord twice in a row in one day!

It's a miracle that he feels that he is still alive now!

"My lord, my fault is that I shouldn't condone the reckless behavior of the children of the family! The fault is that there should not be these 30,000 sacred places of gods and Buddhas, disturbing the elegance of adults' play!"

The sage of Qingshan was grief-stricken. He kept kowtowing on the lotus dais, trying harder and harder!

"Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!"

The muffled sound on the lotus platform came, like a hammer, smashing into people's hearts.

"Please forgive me! Forgive Qingshan's ignorance and sins! Please forgive me!!!"

Sage Qingshan said humbly, his voice full of awe and respect for Wang Chen.

In an instant, the forehead of Sage Qingshan was covered with blood.

A dignified saint, famous in all worlds, hundreds of millions of believers, and a grand court!

The well-known top saint in the universe ended up in such a desolate and humble end!

Who is this young man? !

The cultivators around had bitterness in their mouths, their hearts were shaken, and their fears reached the extreme. Although they were curious, they did not dare to speak, and could only bow their heads stubbornly.

Some people's heights are beyond their reach in their lifetime.

Even if you look at it from a distance, you need a great blessing!

"Oh? Do you think you are just wrong in these two places?"

Wang Chen's voice was indifferent, looking a little disappointed.

Done!

Are you really not going to let me go today?

The Sage Qingshan felt extremely sad in his heart, but he didn't dare to have the slightest dissatisfaction with Wang Chen, and he didn't even dare to have resentment!

Just as the sage Qingshan was about to apologize with death, the other 30,000 sages around him kowtowed and shouted:

"I beg your lord to be merciful! Forgive Qing Shan's life!"

"I beg your lord to be merciful! Forgive Qing Shan's life!"

"I beg your lord to be merciful! Forgive Qing Shan's life!"

The voices of the 30,000 saints gathered together, almost breaking through the sky, shaking the entire galaxy, allowing countless major forces to look sideways to investigate, and shaking the countless big figures under the starry sky!

Wang Chen frowned suddenly, his voice became more and more cold, with a hint of anger: "You guys, are you forcing me?"

how?

The 30,000 saints kneel together and force the palace to be the young master!

Do you really think that I dare not kill Saint Qingshan!

Wang Chen sighed lightly: "You are so presumptuous!"

As soon as Wang Chen said these words, the entire 30,000 saints turned pale in shock, and their hearts were extremely frightened.

Done!

The young master is even more angry!

(For flowers! For collection! For very good votes! Wang Chen also has his own strength, very powerful!)*