I Have Nine Queen Sisters

The whole place was silent, utterly lost.

Everyone was shocked, and many people looked pale and looked at this scene in horror.

Why did Saint Qingshan kill his own grandson!

This is simply unimaginable, didn't the Qingshan sage go after the boy in white who bullied Ximen? Why did he kill his grandson without saying a word after he came back!

Just when everyone was shocked, the Sage Qingshan snorted coldly and reached out to grab it.

"Shh!"

The magical power was used, and the phantom of the eagle's claws appeared, grabbing the remaining spiritual sense and Yuan Ying of Ximen's transcription in the void.

"Grandpa, don't!"

A vague and mournful begging voice came from within the void, which was Ximen's transcribed spiritual thoughts.

"broken!"

The Qingshan Sage burst out with a loud shout, expressionless, and pinched his grandson's Nascent Soul on the spot, leaving him not even a trace of life!

Tiger Poison doesn't eat children, how can he be so cruel!

"hiss!"

The audience sucked in a breath of cold air. Many people looked at Sage Qingshan in shock. Why did he do this?

I saw that after the Qingshan sage had done all this, he turned around.

"Pfft!"

Sage Qingshan bent his knees and knelt down where Wang Chen left!

"Saint Qingshan has knelt down..."

Someone couldn't help but exclaimed, and the whole person looked shocked to the extreme.

This is the dignified top saint! The No. 1 Immortal Dao master in the No. 77 star field! Known as the saint who has the most hope to reach the Supreme Realm!

He actually knelt down in front of everyone's eyes!

"Qingshan, I'm sorry!"

The sage of Qingshan faced east, put down his sword, untied his handkerchief, kowtowed respectfully, and dropped his five bodies to the ground!

"bump!"

The forehead touches the bottom, and there is a muffled sound!

This is a solid kowtow!

Everyone was shocked. They didn't know why Saint Qingshan knelt down, and who was he kneeling?

Who is qualified to let the top saints not have dignity, but also kneel down to apologize!

"The wicked son of the Ximen family disturbed the peace of the lord, and the crime deserves death! This person has been executed by me! I also hope that the lord Haihan will be kind, and don't follow the sin of the Ximen family!"

"Hope, my lord Haihan!"

The sage of Qingshan cried out in grief.

"Touch! Touch! Touch! Touch! Touch! Touch! Touch! Touch! Touch!"

A full nine kowtows!

The blue bricks on the street were stained with blood, and the Sage Qingshan dissipated his immortal energy, his forehead was covered in blood, and he respectfully kowtowed like a mortal!

"Hope, my lord Haihan!"

Every time Sage Qingshan kowtowed, he shouted, his voice sad and full of humility.

The whole street was silent, and everyone was shocked.

A sea of ​​cultivators surrounded this place, no one dared to stand in front of the Qingshan Sage, and no one knew why the Qingshan Sage knelt to the east, which was extremely sad.

Until, the ninth cry of apology after Sage Qingshan knelt down.

A cold and crisp like a wind chimes came:

"My family's young master said that since the dead person is already dead, this matter is nothing, you can cut off your arm!"

Who is this talking!

Why is the voice so familiar!

The people on the street were stunned, and some practitioners couldn't help but stunned and muttered to themselves: "This voice seems to be the voice of the fairy who slashed Ximen's carriage with his sword just now!"

"what!"

The crowd was shocked.

Could it be that the young man in white was kneeling by the Sage of Qingshan?

Isn't that boy in white a mortal? What qualifications does he have to make the top saints kneel!

This is... so weird!

Unexpectedly, after the voice of the girl fairy, the sage Qingshan was not angry but happy, and repeatedly kowtowed and thanked: "Qingshan, thank you fairy! Thank you sir! sin!"

Afterwards, Sage Qingshan picked up the long sword beside him.

"Shh!"

The incomparably sharp sword slashed through the piercing sword light and slashed down fiercely!

The holy blood dripped, but was instantly eroded by the sharp sword intent, turned into ordinary blood, and flowed to the ground.

"Pfft!"

The left arm of Sage Qingshan was severed at the shoulder level!

"My God! I cut off my arm!"

"What an amazing person this is, in a word, he can actually make Saint Qingshan cut off his arm!"

Everyone was shocked, trembling all over, this was so terrifying, it was beyond their imagination.

"saint!"

A Taoist boy behind the Sage of Qingshan was grief-stricken and couldn't help saying with grief and indignation: "Saint, why do you have to do this? You are Sage of Qingshan! You are the number one expert in the No. 77 Star Region!"

"Bastard!"

The sage of Qingshan was furious, and with a twist of the sword in his hand, he directly killed the Taoist boy who had followed him for hundreds of years on the spot, blood on the street!

We must not let this mere Dao boy ruin the Ximen family!

That young man... is not an existence that the Ximen family can provoke. Under the endless starry sky, no one can hurt and look down on him! No one has this qualification!

"Remember, today's incident is the fault of the Ximen family! My Ximen family is willing to be punished! If anyone talks about it again, don't blame me, the sage of Qingshan, for the ruthless sword in my hand!"

Sage Qingshan glanced at Daotong's corpse, his face expressionless. Although he felt distressed, it was more cold and a hint of fear.

"Saint, we took note."

Everyone couldn't help shouting in unison, their voices trembling.

No one dares to offend the current Sage Qingshan, he is too cruel, he seems to be madly avoiding something, for fear that he will provoke some supreme existence!

"Humph!"

Sage Qingshan groaned in pain. He clutched his broken arm, which was bleeding continuously, stood up and bowed in the distance. He shouted respectfully, "Qingshan, take a step first, and hope that you can have a good time. In the future, if you have instructions, Qingshan does not dare to obey!"

The Sage Qingshan did not dare to turn his back to the east, but humbly stepped back slowly, tore open the void, and left here with a Taoist boy.

When he came, he was arrogant and powerful, and when he left, he was embarrassed and did not dare to be angry in his heart.

Yes, he dare not be angry!

The dignified top sage left Kowloon City like a bereaved dog, daring not to have the slightest dissatisfaction!

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