Mystic God-level Emperor System

"Didn't the Saint of Nanhua come here? Did the Nanshan Longjun Mansion collect the wrong wind?"

Su Han looked for a long time and saw no trace of the Saint of Nanhua, and a flash of contemplation flashed in his eyes.

If Sage Nanhua really didn't come here, he would be relieved and challenge the Great Sage with his cultivation.

This should be a hell of a mission.

"Brother Lin, who is this?"

Among the people who were chatting with Lin Tinghe, one of them looked at Su Han and asked with a smile.

"Oh, this is Taoist Priest Wu Xin of Beicang Mountain."

Lin Tinghe smiled and introduced to Su Han: "Taoist Master Wu Xin, this is Brother Xing Buqi of the Yaksha Clan."

When Xing Buqi and others heard the words Beicang Mountain, they were stunned for a moment, and looked at Su Han with a hint of contempt.

They thought that Su Han, like Lin Tinghe, was a genius of the Tao clan. For the sake of Lin Tinghe being a disciple of the True Dragon Academy, they also planned to make friends with Su Han, but they did not expect that he was from the Beicang Mountain of the human race.

In their eyes, this kind of background is just like the royal family seeing beggars on the street. There is not much difference.

"This Lin Tinghe is already a disciple of True Dragon Academy, how can he still befriend such a person?

Even in terms of life experience, the Tao clan's background is much stronger than that of the human clan. "

Some people secretly mocked in their hearts.

Su Han looked at Xing Buqi, who looked ugly with a bald head, red hair on both sides, and wings on his back, and nodded slightly.

Xing Buqi, however, was too lazy to pay attention to Su Han. The others also gave up the idea of ​​introducing themselves and just chatted with Lin Tinghe.

The contents of their chats were basically related to those saints.

"Brother Xing, is that your Yaksha tribe's southern saint 'Mo Yuan'?"

"Exactly, Senior Mo Yuan is very famous in our southern land, and now he is also on the list of true dragons."

"Well, I have also heard the name of Saint Mo Yuan here in Longyuan Province. It is said that his swordsmanship can reach the gods, and he understands the authority of a swordsman-like saint?"

"I have no way of knowing the specifics, but since Senior Mo Yuan became a saint, his tribe has indeed produced many swordsman geniuses."

Xing Buqi smiled lightly, a touch of pride flashed in his eyes.

"Brother Zuochuan, is that the 'Sage of Spiritual Machinery' from your Weapon Clan?"

"Yes, this time Saint Lingji came specially to forge a Dayan magic weapon for a senior. He happened to be passing by here and was invited to listen to the eldest prince's lecture."

"Can you introduce us to the Saint of Spiritual Machinery? We would also like to ask him for tips on condensing the rune brand."

"When the lecture here is over, I will ask the Holy Spiritual Master. If he agrees, I will call you."

"Okay, then it's settled."

"Brother Lin, aren't there any heavenly masters coming from your Tao clan this time? The Great Sage's lecture is a rare opportunity.

You Tao clan should not always practice Taoism. The essence of Xuanding clan’s martial arts is also worth learning. "

Xing Buqi smiled lightly.

Lin Tinghe smiled and said, "Our Taoist Celestial Master rarely walks around the world, and we basically concentrate on studying Taoism."

“It’s not good to work behind closed doors.”

Xing Buqi shook his head slightly.

The others also echoed.

Although they were not disciples of the True Dragon Academy, their words were full of arrogance, and it was obvious that even the Tao clan looked down upon them.

If it were Long Qianyu, Yuwen Chenghao and others present, these people would definitely put away their inexplicable sense of superiority and not dare to make mistakes.

Lin Tinghe smiled. When Xing Buqi saw this, his eyes suddenly fell on Su Han and said with a slight smile:

"Master Wu Xin, do you also practice Taoism? But you are not a Taoist and do not have a Taoist palace seal. Can the Taoism you practice hurt others?"

"It should work."

Su Han smiled lightly.

Everyone chuckled.

Lin Tinghe looked strange and said nothing.

Hearing this, Xing Buqi smiled and said, "If I have the chance, I would like to see the Taoism practiced by you."

"There will be a chance."

Su Han smiled and nodded.

"Look among the saints over there, is there a saint from Nanhua from your human race?"

The speaker was Zuo Chuan, the quasi-sage of the Qi clan. The Qi clan also has a holy master sitting in charge. Although their luck is weaker than that of the Yaksha clan, in their interactions, the Qi clan will not show timidity in front of the Yaksha clan. After all, this is a well-known saint in the Longyuan tribe. Clan, the clan is in charge of many

About the forging of the saint’s authority!

"How dare the Saint of Nanhua come to Zhoutian Palace? Aren't you kidding me?"

Xing Buqi sneered before Su Han could speak.

"Oh? What do you say?"

Some people didn't understand the reason and looked curious.

"Beicang Mountain once offended the Zhoutian Palace. Many years ago, the Saint of Nanhua was severely injured by the eldest prince. Do you think he dares to come?"

Xing Buqi glanced at Su Han and smiled.

"Is there such a thing? Then Taoist Master Wu Xin is not afraid when he comes here..."

Zuo Chuan looked at Su Han with a half-smile.

As he spoke, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became solemn, and the conversations around him gradually disappeared. Zuo Chuan immediately closed his mouth.

The entire martial arts arena was already filled with densely packed people, with golden bodies, Dharma figures, and many martial arts kings. A rough estimate was that there were about fifty or sixty thousand people.

At that time, a figure came through the air. It was because of the arrival of this figure that everyone stopped talking and looked at the figure with a touch of awe in their eyes.

The eldest son of Zhoutian Palace, Song Yu!

It was the first time for many warriors who came after hearing the news to see the powerful Great Sage at such a close distance, and their faces showed a touch of slightly fanatical excitement.

The saints on the high platform stood up one after another and paid attention to Song Yu.

Su Han looked at Song Yu and found that he was very fair, looked to be in his forties, and exuded a touch of elegance.

Song Yu slowly landed on the high platform, smiled slightly at Mo Yuan, Lingji and other saints, then turned to face the crowd and spoke slowly.

The first sentence made everyone feel shocked and shocked.

"I heard that someone wants to trouble me today. Is this person already here?"

Someone wants to cause trouble for Song Yu?

Looking for trouble with Song Yu in Zhoutian King City?

Everyone looked at each other, a little unsure whether Song Yu was joking.

Who is so obsessed with coming to Zhoutian King's City to cause trouble for the eldest son of Zhoutian King's Mansion?

Among the saints behind Song Yu, there is a silver-eyed saint, who is the Ancestral God from the Ancestral Temple of the God Clan!

His eyes calmly scanned the faces present, as if he was looking for something.

"Did this guy know about it in advance?"

Su Han's eyes moved slightly, and he was not surprised at all. Since the Nanshan Longjun Mansion could know the purpose of the Nanhua Saint, Zhou Tianwang Mansion might also have found some clues.

Now that the other party knows in advance, if the Saint of Nanhua is present, he shouldn't choose to take action again, right? As soon as this thought came to my mind, I saw a figure slowly walking out from the crowd. Judging from his appearance, it was the Saint of Nanhua!