My Master is Super Strong But Too Steady

Shen Beiwang, the master of Chiyan Peak, glanced over Wanjian Shengzi and Zi Fengtian and others indifferently, his expression did not change at all, and he shouted: "Please!"

As soon as the words fell, the golden light bridge spread out, and fell at the feet of Wanjian Shengzi, Zi Fengtian and others, sending them all into Xuantian Holy Land.

Shengzi Wanjian had a grudge against Li Qingzhou of Qingyun Peak, so he came here with hostility, but the eldest prince of the Ziwei Dynasty came with him, Shen Beiwang didn't bother to ask whether he met by chance or not.

For someone like Wanjian Shengzi, Shen Beiwang really didn't bother to be polite to him.

Shengzi Wanjian rushed to the gate of Xuantian Holy Land in a show of power, Shen Beiwang didn't pay attention to him at all, if Shengzi Wanjian really dared to do it, Ye Chen's improved mountain protection array could teach him in an instant be human!

Although Shengzi Wanjian and the First Prince had brought many followers, there were hundreds of people in the dark, but Shen Beiwang put them all into Xuantian Holy Land regardless of other things, full of confidence.

Wanjian Shengzi and others followed the golden light bridge into Xuantian Holy Land, and headed straight for Xuantian Main Peak.

Along the way, Shengzi Wanjian, the First Prince and others were sensing with various secret methods, wanting to find out if there were other holy soldiers in the Xuantian Holy Land, but most of the Xuantian Holy Land was shrouded in mysterious formations. , so that they all felt extremely vague, and found nothing.

Passing over the many peaks of the Xuantian Holy Land, the Son of Wanjian stood with his hands behind his back, his white clothes fluttering, and said leisurely: "If there are really invincible saints sitting in the Xuantian Holy Land, during the time when the Xuantian Bell escaped, it should be Released its holy soldiers to suppress the background. At this time, I can only sense the horror of the dormant formation, but I can't feel any holy power dormant, tsk tsk, is there really an invincible saint sitting in this Xuantian Holy Land?"

With a smile on his face, the eldest prince shook his head lightly and said: "Whether there are invincible saints sitting in the Xuantian Holy Land or not, being able to kill the Cangman Demon Saint with one blow at the beginning is enough to show its deep foundation."

"Huh, the background of Taixuan Holy Land is not weak..." Shengzi Wanjian didn't care, and stopped talking after half a sentence. The Golden Light Bridge had brought them to Xuantian Master Peak.

However, everyone already understood the meaning of Saint Son Wanjian.

The inheritance of Taixuan Holy Land is even longer than that of Xuantian Holy Land, and it has the same profound heritage, but it was still wiped out by the demons. In the view of Wanjian Shengzi, Xuantian Holy Land will not escape this disaster sooner or later!

Shengzi Wanjian and others followed the long golden bridge to the square at the entrance of the reception hall halfway up the main peak of Xuantian. From a distance, they saw Xiao Yixian, the Shengzi of Xuantian, waiting at the entrance of the hall.

Xiao Yixian was dressed in a pale golden robe with star pattern,

The yushu is facing the wind, the fairy air is curling up, there is a hazy starry sky around the body, and it has an air of otherworldliness.

With the help of a chaotic root that the Holy Master Xuantian obtained from Ye Chen, Xiao Yixian resisted the catastrophe and became powerful, making him one of the top digital peerless talents in the Eastern Wasteland. Now more than ten years have passed. After years of experience in the devil world, Xiao Yixian's cultivation became even more unfathomable.

When these famous Tianjiao from the Eastern Wasteland came, it was enough for Xiao Yixian, the Holy Son of Xuantian, to receive them, but they were not qualified to be received by the Holy Master Xuantian himself.

"Fellow Daoist, the First Prince, and all of you are here, and Xiao Mou welcomes you from a distance, but I still hope for Haihan! Please!" Xiao Yixian cupped his hands to Sacred Son Wanjian and the others from afar.

The grievances between Shengzi Wanjian and Li Qingzhou are known to almost everyone in Donghuang, and Xiao Yixian naturally knows it too.

The visitor is a guest, even if Xiao Yixian knew that the visitor of the Holy Son of Wanjian might not be good, it would be inconvenient to directly reject him at this time.

"Fellow Daoist, you are welcome!" The eldest prince returned a salute with a smile on his face, and stepped into the reception hall, followed closely by his followers.

Shengzi Wanjian nodded casually, and led many followers into the reception hall.

The entire reception hall is magnificent, white jade pillars carved with dragons and phoenixes stand tall, and the walls and dome have patterns of the sun, moon and stars, faintly still revolving along some kind of mysterious trajectory, sprinkled with brilliant stars, making people The entire hall is bathed in starlight.

At this time, nearly a hundred people had already gathered in the reception hall, most of them were famous seniors of Donghuang, and many of them were outstanding talents of Donghuang's younger generation, such as Saint Son of Jiuxiao, Saint Maiden of Zifu, Tianyan The saint, the holy son of the ancient sword, the young master of Tingfenglou, the descendant of Taibai Sword Gate, the descendant of Qianrenfu, the descendant of the Hanyue faction, the young master of Huxiao Villa...

Xuantian Zhong escaped unexpectedly, attracting the attention of various forces. The gathering of outstanding talents in Xuantian Holy Land this time can be called a gathering of Tianjiao.

After a brief exchange of greetings, the Wanjian Shengzi shifted his gaze to Xiao Yixian, and asked straight to the point: "I sensed that the Xuantian bell was fleeing, so I don't know what happened?"

Xiao Yixian responded with a smile: "Many fellow Taoists have asked this question just now. It was the Patriarch calling. How can outsiders summon the Xuantian Bell?"

"Invincibility begins with offering sacrifices to the ancestors"

Many celebrities of Tianjiao have already speculated about this. After all, not everyone can revive the holy soldiers to that extent, but hearing Xiao Yixian's words again still makes them feel a little unbelievable.

After all, Patriarch Xuantian had disappeared for thousands of years, and now he suddenly came back to life. This incident was indeed too sudden.

The pupils of Wanjian Shengzi flashed with light, and continued to ask: "May I ask where Master Xuantian is now? If you need help, my Wanjian Shengdi is willing to use part of the background to help him return!"

Xiao Yixian naturally knew that Wanjian Shengzi's so-called help was a lie, so he didn't expose him, shook his head lightly, and said with emotion: "The Patriarch is not in our barren ancient world, and we don't know exactly which world he is in. Since the Patriarch took the initiative to send The Xuantian Bell summoned him away, which means that the Patriarch is still alive, so we are already content."

"There are countless dangerous places dormant in the vast starry sky. Patriarch Xuantian disappeared ten thousand years ago. Is he lost in a dangerous place?" The voice of Wanjian Shengzi was like a sword, and he spoke without any scruples. The handle is like a sharp sword, giving people an extremely strong sense of oppression.

Hearing the question from the Holy Son of Thousand Swords, a gleam of light flashed in the eyes of many famous Tianjiao in the field, and their eyes all focused on Xiao Yixian, the Holy Son of Xuantian, wanting to see how Xiao Yixian would reply.

So many of them came earlier than the Son of Thousand Swords, but they were all just exchanging polite greetings, and no one had ever asked such a straightforward question.

The corner of Emperor Ziwei's mouth slightly raised toward the eldest prince, heh, the Holy Son of Wanjian is really reckless!

Talent like this is needed right now!

Hearing the words, Xiao Yixian narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately returned to normal, and responded with a smile: "If the Patriarch falls into a dangerous place, he should have summoned the Xuantian Bell before ten thousand years. The possibility does exist, but it's remote."

Shengzi Wanjian continued to ask aggressively: "Patriarch Xuantian has disappeared for thousands of years and has never touched the Xuantian Bell. Why did he suddenly summon the Xuantian Bell away at this time? Why not return to the Xuantian Holy Land first?"

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