I Have Nine Queen Sisters

What is it that can make a whole 30,000 saints, gods and Buddhas give up their dignity and glory, and would rather defile their golden body and dharma in front of countless practitioners.

Could it be... this boy?

There was an unusual silence all over the place, and the practitioners widened their eyes in shock. They felt that everything in front of them had subverted their cognition.

Thirty thousand golden statues of saints, at this time only a huge piece of ruins is left!

"No...no! It's impossible!"

Old Daoist trembled, his hands and feet were cold, his lips trembled, he turned around and looked at the ruins of thirty thousand saints in front of him!

"I... saints! What did I do wrong!"

The old man on the road knelt down with a "pop", facing the ruins of the golden body, weeping, tears streaming down his face.

Guarding the ancestral hall for five thousand years, the glory has been added for five thousand years!

But today, everything came to nothing.

Saints, have you abandoned me?

"It's a pity, [Thirty Thousand Saints God and Buddha Temple] is known as the top ten holy places under the endless starry sky!"

"But now, there is no more [30,000 Saints, Gods and Buddhas Temple] in the world!"

"Only nine of the ten holy places are left!"

Many people took a deep breath, and there was a lot of discussion, which was extremely shocking.

They looked at the old Daoist kneeling on the ground with sympathy. At this time, the old Daoist had hair disheveled like a madman, and he was haggard, as if he had aged countless years in an instant.

The qi and blood in the old man's body is not monstrous and mighty, and without the supernatural blessing of the golden body of the 30,000 saints, he is just an ordinary supreme master.

The Holy Land was destroyed, and the Dao Old Man's Dao Heart was damaged. If there was no accident, he would definitely go into the devil's way, and he would even be self-contaminated with a strong cultivation base.

"A poor, deplorable, hateful man."

Wang Chen shook the folding fan and said lightly, he was too lazy to look at the old man on the road.

The nine maids respectfully walked to Wang Chen's side, and nine pairs of jade hands stretched out to clean the dust off his body, although Wang Chen's treasured clothes were flawless, and there was no dust or anything on his body.

"You! It must be because of you!"

"It's all because of you monster!"

The old man suddenly raised his head and stared at Wang Chen, his face was hideous, his eyes were splitting, and he roared loudly: "You goddamn devil! It is you who disturbed the saints!"

"Unrepentant."

Wang Chen frowned, unhappy in his heart.

The saint self-destructs, the Holy Land collapses, what does it have to do with me!

If it weren't for this young master's good-heartedness, if it weren't for the cleverness of these 30,000 saints, your holy land would have long since ceased to exist!

Even you, the so-called Holy Land Taoist, will die, and the whole family will be buried!

"It's over, this kid is dead!"

"Not necessarily? Since he has a great supernatural power to make the Holy Land collapse, he must be a great figure unparalleled in the world!"

"Hehe, nonsense! You see how he can be a big man in the world because he has no strength."

"I want to say, this young man is an ordinary person, but he was lucky today, and he encountered the matter of the saint's self-destruction and the collapse of the Holy Land."

"The 30,000 Saints are so powerful that even the Supremes would not dare to provoke the 30,000 Saints easily, unless the Great Emperor comes in person! What power does he have to make the Holy Land collapse?"

Many people talked about it and held their own words. Although some people think that the self-destruction of the 30,000 saints' golden bodies is inseparable from Wang Chen, they feel that there is something else in it.

After all, this boy in white looks like a mortal!

Unless it is the Great Emperor himself, who can easily destroy a holy place that lasts for tens of thousands of years!

Don't tell us, this is a young emperor?

Before waiting for everyone to suspect Wang Chen's identity, the old man Dao couldn't bear the grief and grief in his patience. The holy land was destroyed, and he, the Taoist master of the holy land, fell from the high clouds above the earth!

He used to be the master of the Holy Land who held the power and called out trillions of practitioners!

Now, he is just an ordinary Supreme Realm master!

Such a huge gap makes the old man unacceptable!

"You goddamn devil, die for me!"

The old man on the Dao looked like a madman, jumped up suddenly, and the blood that was somewhat dry in the body suddenly burst into a very strong light.

He intends to violently injure people and kill Wang Chen!

"An immortal thing!"

Tianxiang Liu frowned, her beautiful face was full of anger.

"call out!"

She was so angry that she couldn't contain her anger, the long sword in her hand howled, she was going to kill this old man!

At this moment, the mutation rises again!

"Bang!!!"

A rippling trace of the void suddenly bloomed in front of Wang Chen, colorless and odorless, but with obvious fluctuations in the air, it quickly spread out!

This ripple carries the infinite majesty of the saint, which is unstoppable and makes people tremble.

Under this ripple, it seems that everything is silent!

Everyone felt that their thinking was frozen, unable to think, all the secrets in the mind of the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be exposed, and there was nowhere to hide!

terrible!

Where does this supreme power come from!

In order to carry the breath of the infinite saint!

"boom!!!"

With a muffled sound, the speed of the ripples was faster than the speed of Tianxiang's sword, and it crashed into the front of the old man of the road in an instant.

"Pfft!"

The old man on the road flew out like a tattered piece of blood, spewing out a mouthful of dazzling blood.

His body slammed into the ruins and made a loud "Boom!!!".

Just the rippling breath made the old man of Dao seriously injured and dying!

The audience was silent, and everyone looked at Wang Chen as if they were dumbfounded.

This time, everyone could see clearly that the ripples in the void, which were filled with the breath of the Infinite Saint, spilled out from the front of this white clothed boy! ! !

"My God!"

"I....this is incredible!"

"Is he a saint? A young saint!!!"

This... how is this possible?

All the cultivators suddenly felt awe-inspiring, and they all froze in place, looking at Wang Chen with trembling lips. *