Villain: My Longyang Dao Body, Holy Maiden Has Turned Into A Scumbag

Keep these Sect Sacred Land out.

It is the Nanyue King's personal guards, the Nanmang Guards!

Numerous guards formed a human wall in the sky, prohibiting anyone from entering the range of the mountains.

"South Vietnam... are you too domineering!"

"The secret realm is born, so everyone is naturally eligible to explore it, why don't you let it in!"

"Just because this is your territory in South Vietnam? How absurd!"

"Even Beiyang has never been so domineering and unreasonable, it's just too deceiving!"

For a while, these Sacred Land Sects all protested.

He came all the way, thinking about fighting for a chance.

If the strength is not enough, the luck is not enough, it is acceptable.

It is really infuriating that you can't even get in the door!

"They're just too much...."

Ziyou Sacred Land was naturally among them, and Ziyouyou stomped her feet angrily.

"Hey, the king of Nanyue is a member of the Taian royal family, and he has the same surname as the one who sits in Tianlang Immortal Dynasty!"

"Yes, no matter how angry we are, it won't help."

Even though Nanyue's behavior has aroused public outrage, no one dares to do it.

Once they make a move, they will offend the giant Tianlang Immortal Dynasty, and then the nine Sect clans will probably be involved!

But everyone was unwilling to leave, so they had to wait here.

"Holy Maiden, don't worry, let the old man use the secret method to try, maybe he can get in."

A Sect Elder from Ziyou Sacred Land said.

After saying that, he activated the secret technique, turned into an invisible ghost, and rushed towards the defending Southern Python Guard.

"Trespassers, behead!"

It's a pity that Nan Mangwei is not an ordinary person, and there are many strong ones among them.

As soon as the Elder approached, he was knocked out of shape by a Spirit Power horse.

Immediately afterwards, several Nanmang guards stepped forward with weapons.

puff! puff! puff!

Ziyou Elder, whose body was pierced by several weapons, turned into a hedgehog.

Blood spilled into the sky, shocking!

"Young and old!!"

Zi Lianyou's pupils were both eyes, and her voice was sad.

This Elder watched him grow up from a young age.

When I was young, I often took myself to play secretly, gave myself delicious snacks, and preached and taught.

I didn't expect to be killed by Nan Mangwei just like that...

"I fought with them!"

"Holy Maiden don't be impulsive, they are serious!"

Zi Lianyou was stopped by a group of people, unable to rush forward to avenge her revenge, she could only stand there and burst into tears.

The death of the Elder was a wake-up call to all of the Sacred Land Sect.

If he forced his way in, the other party would really kill someone!

Nanyue is determined to take this secret realm as his own.

Unwilling, angry.

All sects dare not speak out.

Some small sects and sects have already quietly left, and it will be useless to stay here.

"Holy Maiden, let's go too..."

"Bring Qing Lao's body back and bury it, and give him a home."

"We don't have a backer, we can't afford to offend Nanyue."

Zi Lianyou knew it well, so she could only smash her teeth and swallow it in her stomach.

He muttered twice, but was unable to speak, like a puppet that lost its vitality, and was about to leave.

At this moment, there was a rumbling sound from the sky!

It was like the sound of the vibration of the wheels of heaven and earth, attracting everyone's attention at once.

People looked up and saw three flood dragons coming across the sky.

Under the sunlight, the scales were shining brightly, winding and circling, as if they wanted to stir up the mountains and rivers.

Behind Jiaolong is a golden chariot.

The whole body is made of luxurious gilt, covered by a cloud-pattern curtain, and only two figures can be seen from the vaguely floating gaps.

On both sides of the chariot, dozens of white-clothed sword guards walked around with royal swords, Sword Qi soaring to the sky!

"It's His Royal Highness... His Royal Highness is here!"

A stone stirs up a thousand waves.

All the cultivators around, the Sacred Land Sect, are boiling.

With such a shocking situation, besides the prince of Beiyang, who else is the white-clothed sword guard?

It was rumored that the prince was playing in the Southern Region recently, and it turned out to be true!

As the chariot descends, it hovers in mid-air.

Two figures stepped out.

The man's white clothes are not stained with dust, he is as rich as jade, and his temperament is ethereal, looking down on all living beings like a god.

And beside him was a woman in a moon white dress.

Canglan Daoyu, ranked second on the list of stunning fairies.

Tianchi Holy Maiden, Su Xueni.

With a beautiful face and a proud figure, that cool demeanor like a fairy in the moon palace has attracted countless male cultivators to stop.

"It really is a peerless beauty..."

"It's so beautiful! I'm honored to meet the Holy Maiden of Tianchi today, it's a worthwhile trip."

And such a beautiful Holy Maiden just stood quietly behind Lin Qi'an, eyes revealing admiringly staring at His Royal Highness.

It was the first time people saw Holy Maiden showing such an expression to a man.

While envious in my heart, I wish that that person was me.

Zi Lianyou looked at the two figures in midair, and the grievance in her heart couldn't help rushing up.

If I were to be on good terms with His Highness like Sister Xueni, would such a tragedy happen again today?

"Zhiyuezong has met His Royal Highness!"

"Qingyun Sacred Land has met His Royal Highness!"

"Tiansha Valley has met His Royal Highness!"

"Xuantian Sacred Land has met His Royal Highness!"

All the Sacred Land Sects saluted the prince one after another, their heads lowered and they lined up in a row.

Those Rogue Cultivators who only dared to peep from a distance were shocked.

This is too overbearing!

The Sacred Land Dazong, who is unattainable in the eyes of ordinary people, can only bow his head to His Royal Highness.

Wait, His Royal Highness is going to enter the secret realm?

What about South Vietnam?

Everyone thought, I'm afraid there will be a good show to watch!

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