Chapter 1110 (1/2)

It doesn't matter what happened at the moment when Xu Yangyi became a saint. Even the king of the sea would not ask.

Four ways?

Never mind, nine true nine difficult door, as long as the lack of a way, the whole market Kunlun elite monks will swarm! Even if this position can only be obtained under veneration, even if it has to pass the strict examination of the king of the sea.

No one wants to ask a saint, and a Yang saint, about the past. They just treat it as if they didn't see it, and then at a certain time, they pretend they don't care about mentioning Youyan Wang sun, and finally they all laugh it off as a joke. From then on, benlei inherited the feeling of Jiehai king, and Jiehai king also gained a promising Yangsheng with a trace of loyalty.

Stepping stone.

She felt cold in her heart. She was stunned for several minutes. She kowtowed heavily: ”meet the saint...”

Yan Wang sun is wrong, she can't be wrong again! She doesn't want to die any more... She doesn't want to be buried for the dead king Yan sun

After the clamor like the sea tide, it is dead silence.

This night, too much silence, too much shock, too much mood surge. There is nothing like this.

If the king succeeds in defeating the invaders, the king has come out. If he doesn't come out, it's the invaders.

There was silence on the six boats.

It was the most magnificent of all the six boats, carved beams and painted buildings, resplendent. Six of them didn't kneel down. It was the six saints who came with them.

The head of xuenanfeng's beautiful eyes and lips were slightly open. The magnificent aura of shuiyunjian made her feel shocked. She had no doubt about it.

This is Yangsheng. It's a genuine Yangsheng. It can't contain any water.

Nine true nine difficult eighteen peak master, this time to six, the result... The result is to see other people into the holy.

If it's just like this, it's nothing. The problem is that there's no fart in the four roads. On the contrary, several of them wanted to kill Li Wei's Ben... Lei? It's called this, isn't it? Is the other party sanctified?

She dropped her eyes and looked at the millions of soldiers below. At this moment, she felt so ridiculous. She could feel the surging state of mind below.

Even her face is feverish, not to mention these ordinary friars?

The spirits of the six peak owners have been open to each other for a long time, and they have been silent all the time. Finally, a voice that sounds young but full of vicissitudes says, ”what should I do?”

”Si Daozi doesn't know where he is... Forget it, his trace doesn't matter any more. Thirty Yang Saint becomes thirty-one Yang Saint... No, people from Laoshan and Guanghan palace will arrive soon. Maybe the king of the sea will come in person, but we... Have set up this trouble.”

It's the master of Fusheng.

”What else can we do...” the voice of Jianxin peak master was a little cold, and sighed: ”apologize, this is not Yin Zun, this is Yang Sheng!”

”Be ready to present a gift and let the other party see our sincerity.”

No one refuted, but no one answered, because the most important people did not speak.

Master of XuanZhen peak.

At the beginning, he wanted to kill people in front of thousands of people. Finally, sidaozi was induced and hit him in the face with his backhand. Now... The second slap came from the thunder.

Dark night, silent, but loud enough. It seems that I don't know he's here at all. It's just AOE. It's the whole face of friars in Anlin City, but it's red in the right direction.

The whole city of Anlin is silent now. There are all kinds of words that day. At this moment, there are none.

So is the master of XuanZhen peak.

”Lao Jiu... Suddenly remembered that there was something important in the door. Let's go first.” The old voice of the master of XuanZhen peak finally sounded, as if he had been several decades old for a moment, and then he closed his mind.

Everyone didn't speak. They understood. Why didn't they?

A friar who was Jindan seven days ago, stepped on the name of King Yan and became a saint seven days later. Who is not in a mess to set up such an unexpected enemy for himself without any reason?

If you don't look down and look up, maybe you can meet the chain of the Seven Realms in a hundred years. At that time, I'm afraid you'll be embarrassed.

”He... Should be back to xuanzhenfeng to find something good for him. He will fight for thunder when no one sees him, so as to solve the problem this time.” This idea is well known to all, and no one has said it.

Around Anlin City, there are a group of people already cheering.

”It's elder martial brother!! The eldest martial brother has become a saint“ Come on! Give me a slap! See if I'm awake“ This time... This time, with the rotation of the Seven Realms 200 years later, the points of our sect will surely be able to kill the first class sect! ”“ The revitalization of zongmen is not long! I'm not going! Ha ha ha! Class a sect! How many Class-A forces are there in xukunlun? Do you have fifty? ”When Tianjian villa was on a mission, all the friars who used to cover the task of refining holy flame all saw this scene and jumped up excitedly!

Two Yang saints!

Who dares to say that such a school is not the first one in xukunlun? no Even if the seven circles are second to none!

There are thirty-one Yang saints, two of them alone. This is not the first. What is the first?

They can imagine that the future of zongmen is bound to be brilliant. Countless disciples will enter Tianjian villa, and the family will be like a market... Even... After hundreds of years, Jiazhong will not be a big problem... Right?

Besides, it is said that the elder martial brother has only practiced for three hundred years. If... If the elder martial brother steps into that realm one day