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"Haotian, promise Big sis, don't act recklessly in the future, do you know who is behind the abandoned shirt?"

It seemed that he was thinking of something, a rare trace of fear flashed in Jun Moyou's eyes.

"who is it?"

Regarding Jun Moyou's words, Jun Haotian was also curious.

"Sacred Land Son of Langya, Wang Ce!" (The name provided by the book friend, hehe!)

Jun Moyou paused every word, as if he was a little jealous of this person.

Son!

The patron behind the abandoned green shirt is actually the Son of Langya!

For hundreds of thousands of years, Langya Sacred Land has produced countless generations of saints, and each generation of Sacred Land is a monster-level existence.

And these days, Jun Haotian also accidentally heard some descriptions about the Son.

It is said that this generation of sons is more enchanting and outstanding than previous sons.

Moreover, Wang Ce is still the only son of Langya Sacred Land today!

He is also the first candidate for the position of the Holy Lord in Langya in the future!

"It turns out that he is behind the abandoned green shirt. No wonder he is acting so arrogantly!"

Hearing this, Jun Haotian nodded with a sudden realization.

At the same time, he also had a feeling in his heart that the big man behind Long Ziyue was very likely to be this saint child!

As the only saint son of Langya Sacred Land today, this is a terrifying existence.

But Jun Haotian didn't have any worries either. It had already happened, and too much worries didn't help.

there is always a solution to a problem!

Nowadays, ascension own strength is the most important thing.

As long as the strength is up, no matter who he faces, he can crush and push all the way, without thinking about it!

Thinking of this, Jun Haotian mentioned to Jun Moyou, and then he picked a side room and started Closed Door Training cultivation.

But Jun Moyou looked at Jun Haotian's leaving back, and sighed slightly, but soon his eyes became firm again: "Haotian, I will never let you have an accident!"

While speaking, a silver Lotus flower mark suddenly appeared on Jun Moyou's snow-white forehead. The mark became brighter and brighter, and the surrounding space was getting colder and colder.

But soon the lotus flower mark disappeared, and the surrounding void returned to normal.

…………

Qingxuan Shenfeng, in the Qingxuan Great Hall.

After abandoning Qingshan and returning to Own Shenfeng, after thinking for a moment, he took out a jade talisman from Najie.

With a thought, a stream of true essence poured into the jade talisman.

Afterwards, a burst of purple light began to radiate from the jade talisman.

At the same time, a terrifying coercion instantly swept the entire Qingxuan Great Hall.

"Why are you looking for me!"

With the advent of terror pressure, a very majestic voice sounded in the Qingxuan Great Hall.

"Abandoned Qingshan welcomes the Saint Son!"

Hearing this coercive voice, Abandoned Qingshan hurriedly bowed.

At this moment, the true disciple of Langya Sacred Land seemed extremely humble.

"Enlighten Saint Son, Long Ziyue is dead!"

Abandoned Qingshan slowly told the news of Long Ziyue's death.

"What? Who killed her!"

Hearing what Qi Qingshan said, the majestic voice suddenly aroused some anger.

Afterwards, thousands of purple rays of light suddenly gathered in the Qingxuan Great Hall and turned into a purple sun.

At the same time, an extremely terrifying aura spread in the Qingxuan Great Hall. Under this aura, even the abandoned blue shirt that was about to break through to the Sixth Stage of the Yuan Dan realm was pale.

"Holy Son, it's like this..."

Feeling the terrifying aura oppressing him, a cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the abandoned green shirt, and then he bent lower, slowly telling the matter about Jun Haotian and Long Ziyue, including himself. The March appointment with Jun Haotian.

"It's really useless, it was defeated by an Outer Sect disciple!"

The majestic and indifferent voice sounded again.

As soon as the voice fell, a purple figure slowly walked out of the huge purple sun.

Purple figure, purple dress and purple hair.

His face was very handsome, his sword eyebrows and star eyes, every move carried infinite coercion, and he existed like a peerless emperor with great majesty.

He just stood there, but gave people a kind of surrender to him.

He is so powerful that he can't describe it in words.

This figure is the Son of Langya Sacred Land, known as the Son of Ziyang!

"Long Ziyue died when he died. As for Jun Haotian you said, kill it!"

Looking at Abandoned Qingshan, Ziyang Shengzi spoke lightly.

Looking closely, the body of the Ziyang Saint Child is a bit vague, it seems that this figure is not the real body, but just a phantom.

"Jun Moyou, you have to pay attention to me. If this matter is broken again, don't blame my ruthless men!" Looking at the abandoned green shirt, Ziyang Shengzi said lightly.

"Yes, Son!"

Hearing this, Abandoned Qingshan immediately responded, but there was doubt in his eyes, and said: "Holy Son, what is the identity of Jun Moyou? It's worth your so much effort to win her over!"

This has been a question in his mind for a long time, Jun Moyou is nowhere near the Fourth Stage of the Yuan Dan realm, not even as good as him.

Although her talent is superb, she shouldn't stand out in the eyes of a peerless arrogant like Ziyang Shengzi! He didn't understand why Ziyang Saint Child would repeatedly order him to pay attention to Jun Moyou.

But when abandoning Qingshan raised a question, a terrifying coercion suddenly approached.

This coercion was like an ancient sacred mountain, directly suppressing Qiqingshan's body, making him tremble all over, and his face even more pale.

The vast breath continued to spread, bursting like a star, changing the sun and the moon.

"Holy Son, forgive me!"

Yingshengsheng endured this breath, discarding Qingshan only felt that the bones of his whole body were about to be crushed, and the true essence in his body was completely suppressed, and he could not use it at all.

Even abandoning Qingshan feels that his own soul is about to shatter.

In the eyes of the disciple of Langya Sacred Land, the extremely powerful true disciple abandoned the blue shirt, and at this moment, it turned out to be like a dead dog, trembling on the ground.

"Next time you talk more, I won't show mercy!"

Just when the abandoned Qingshan was about to be unable to hold on, Ziyang Shengzi spoke again.

At the same time, the coercion that was pressing on Qi Qingshan's body instantly disappeared.

Behind the son of Ziyang, the big purple sun slowly turned, and thousands of purple rays burst out of it.

Such a terrifying power is simply appalling.

The Son of Ziyang is worthy of being a true peerless arrogant.

"Damn your subordinates!"

After feeling that the pressure on his body was relieved, Abandoned Qingshan immediately knelt on the ground, panicking.

Faced with an existence like the Son of Ziyang, Qi Qingshan didn't dare to show the slightest pride in the past.

Although the figure in front of him was just an incarnation, it was just an incarnation, and there were a few people in Sacred Land who could face the resistance directly.

Although the coercion has disappeared at this moment, but recalling the feeling just now, the forehead of the abandoned shirt is full of cold sweat, and he feels that he has walked along the Yellow Springs road.

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