"It's good that you have this heart." Dongyang Zhenren took a long breath, and the black lines on his forehead slowly dispersed with Ye Chen's words, "The power of Daluo Sword Sect is not something that you and I can compete with. You Let’s leave now! As for Junior Sister Qingyue’s matter, I will make my own decision.”
"Senior's decision is to hide here and prepare to ambush the Son of God?" Ye Chen said leisurely.
"Now that you've seen it, I won't hide it from you."
"This move is tantamount to suicide." Ye Chen said leisurely, "Now that all the forces from all over the world are coming to visit the Son of God of Da Luo, why should the Son of Da Luo and the others take action if the seniors rashly ambush them? Although the seniors are strong, they are still difficult to defeat."
"I know it." Master Dongyang took a deep breath, "But I have to give it a try no matter what."
"Let the juniors handle this matter!"
"you?"
"Compared with ambush, an honest challenge is more effective." Ye Chen took a sip of tea.
"Nonsense." Master Dongyang said in a deep voice, "The Son of God of Daluo is not comparable to the Son of God of the Divine Dynasty and the Son of the Ghost Emperor. His cultivation is at the peak of the Imperial Realm, and countless quasi-sages have been beheaded by him, and he has become as good as the Saints. If you don’t have enough combat power on your shoulders, this move of yours is tantamount to committing suicide!”
"Which one is weak or strong can only be known after fighting."
"Don't be reckless."
"Junior knows this well." Ye Chen stood up with a smile, pulled Dongyang Zhenren to stand up together, and went straight to the city, "Such a lively scene should have good wine and good food."
The ancient city of Haoyang can be said to be extremely prosperous. The bustling crowds are all monks with extraordinary cultivation. Looking from a distance, there are many suspended pavilions with carved railings and jade inlays. The air is filled with the essence of spiritual power, and the clouds and mist are lingering. It's so hazy that it really looks like a fairy city on earth.
The largest mansion in the ancient city has a bustling crowd, just because the Son of God Luo is in the mansion.
The monks from all directions came one after another, most of them were famous people with backgrounds, and there was also a young disciple beside them. Their cultivation level was not low, and they were all in high spirits and in their prime.
Ye Chen and Dongyang Zhenren came and stopped in front of the mansion.
Master Dongyang was reluctant all the way, but he was still dragged over by Ye Chen.
As for Ye Chen, looking at the crowded doorway of the mansion, he couldn't help but sigh.
The only reason is that there are too many people coming. The weakest ones are all at the peak of the Imperial Realm. There are countless quasi-sage levels, including many saints. But no matter who they are, they are here in peace.
In!
Ye Chen pulled Dongyang and followed the flow of people into the mansion.
When the guards of the mansion saw Dongyang Saint's cultivation, they would not stop him, because the combination of Ye Chen and Dongyang was just like the others, a senior and a junior, all coming here for the same purpose.
When he entered the mansion, Ye Chen sighed again.
The inside of the mansion is a large area, surrounded by fairy mountains and full of vitality. There are many pavilions and pavilions in the depths shaded by spiritual trees. There are often rows of fairies holding fruit plates. Each one is a natural beauty, and their cultivation level is not considered. It's so superficial that it dazzles the monks who see the comings and goings.
This spiritual fruit is good, give me a plate!
That spiritual fruit is still shining, give me a plate too!
No matter how tired you are of carrying it, give it all to me!
Ye Chen was very self-conscious, and the fairies who came and went took the fruit plates one after another.
This guy was indeed very self-conscious, which shocked the fairy. He also attracted a lot of attention from the monks around him. Each of them looked at Ye Chen with strange eyes. Many seniors subconsciously stroked their beards and looked at Ye Chen with meaningful expressions. Chen: Based on my visual inspection, I think this is a country bumpkin.
Ye Chen looked disapproving and ate shamelessly.
On the other hand, Dongyang Zhenren on the side was quite embarrassed, because Ye Chen was the focus of everyone's attention. He brought Ye Chen with him, and he knew that Ye Chen was his descendant.
gone!
Dongyang Zhenren took a step forward and didn't forget to pull Ye Chen.
The two of them followed the flow of people and went to the fairy mountain in the mansion.
To say that this mansion is much better than the palace of the Tianfu Divine Dynasty, not only Ye Chen is sighing, but Master Dongyang is also secretly sighing in his heart, there is a sword god inheritance and a Donghuang inheritance, how can the gap be so big!
On the top of a fairy mountain is a garden overflowing with fairy flowers. The monks who came to visit gathered here.
The number of people is not small, everyone has taken their seats, and many of them are acquaintances, gathering together to chat at the moment.
Ye Chen and Dongyang Zhenren found a jade table in a corner, which was quiet.
Master Dongyang sat down and looked around with his old eyes. There was still color between his brows, as if he was looking for the clear moon.
While Ye Chen was nibbling on the spiritual fruit, he was also looking around. His eyes kept falling on the bodies of several young disciples. With his eyesight, he could tell that there were many extraordinary bloodlines among them.
"Which one is Da Luo Shenzi?" After glancing around, Ye Chen looked at Dongyang.
"Not yet."
"You are really impressive." Ye Chen grinned. Most of the people who came here were the ancestors of the four forces. There were so many noble celebrities, but they still had to wait for a junior in the imperial realm.
"Don't act rashly." Dongyang Zhenren sent a message to Ye Chen. If he makes trouble here, he has reason to believe that he can't get out of this mansion. Even if the Tianfu God comes, the whole army will be wiped out.
"I'm measured." Ye Chen grinned and took out another spiritual fruit from his arms.
"The Son of God of Daluo has arrived." As the two of them were talking and discussing in all directions, an extremely high-pitched shout resounded throughout the mountain top, attracting the attention of everyone here.
Under the gaze of everyone, a purple-haired young man came from the sky, his whole body surrounded by fairy light, and there were many mysterious phenomena intertwined in his movements. His body and blood were strong, and his blood was majestic.
He is the divine son of Daluo Sword Sect, like a dazzling star hanging in the misty starry sky.
Inexplicably itchy hands!
Ye Chen glanced at Da Luo Shenzi, and saw that the guy was quite impressive, but he always had a playful smile on his lips that made Ye Chen disgusted. He had a high-spirited attitude, maintained his dignity, and was arrogant. Whenever he saw such a thing, Ye Chen would I feel like my palms are extremely itchy and I want to hit someone.
The bloodline is not weak!
Ye Chen whispered, seeing through the bloodline of Daluo Shenzi, it was a kind of Zhiyang.
However, no matter how domineering the bloodline is, it will be slightly inferior compared to his ancient holy body.
On one side, Dongyang Zhenren's face was extremely cold. Especially the moment Daluo Shenzi appeared, he could no longer contain his murderous intent, as if he was thinking of the scene where Fairy Qingyue was captured.
While he was speaking, the Son of God of Da Luo had landed gracefully, followed by three old men, all of whom were saints.
I’ve seen the Son of God!
As soon as the Son of God of Da Luo came down, people from all over the world exchanged greetings with each other, even the saints were no exception.
It is worth mentioning that the female juniors brought by the older monks looked at Daluo Shenzi with abnormal eyes. A trace of blush flashed across their cheeks for no reason, and they fell in love secretly at just one glance. The so-called love at first sight was probably To describe them like this.
I'm late, sorry!
The Son of God of Daluo returned the gesture in his signature manner, but he was still smiling. Feeling the awed gazes from all directions, he lifted his chin higher, and his vanity was instantly satisfied.
With everyone's attention again, Daluo Shenzi consciously stepped into the highest position.
The elders from all over the world were dissatisfied with this, but they did not dare to say anything openly.
Again, the Daluo Sword Sect is too strong, and they have all heard about the nature of the Daluo God Son, but they can't let this guy hate him, otherwise the consequences will range from being punished to the whole family being wiped out.
I'm not bragging to you, I can beat ten of these idiots!
Seeing Da Luo Shenzi's increasingly good character, Ye Chen in the corner couldn't help but let out a meaningful sound.
As soon as these words came out, Master Dongyang couldn't help but glance sideways, glanced at Ye Chen up and down, and said with a serious expression on his face: This guy is pretending really well.
The next scene was official enough, and all they said were polite words that were not nutritious.
The monks from all directions wished they could greet everyone from the Da Luo Sword Sect to show their respect for the Da Luo Sword Sect. They deliberately lowered their posture and made the Da Luo God Son extremely happy.
Don't tell me, Daluo Shenzi loved this mouthful so much that he almost went to heaven.
Everyone knew that these words alone were far from enough to impress the Son of God.
If they want to send their descendants into the Great Luo Sword Sect, how can they do it without spending a lot of money? Now this scene is just the opening remarks. After the grand meeting, it will be the main topic. The ancestors from all directions will go to visit alone.
After drinking for three rounds, I saw an old man in purple clothes, Zu Wen, smiling gently, "The power of Su Wen's Nine Yang Sword Technique, the Son of God, is astonishing. I don't know how lucky we, the vulgar people, are to see the Son of God perform this supreme sword technique."
As soon as these words were spoken, people from all over the world echoed one after another, "It is an honor for us to be able to see the legendary Nine Yang Sword Art. Wanwang God Son can use it to fulfill our wishes."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Seeing this scene, Ye Chen kept clicking his tongue. He had never seen someone so lickable.
The people from Sifang are really good at guessing the thoughts of God Son Da Luo. They want to see if the Nine Yang Sword Jue is fake, and they want to give God Son Da Luo a chance to show off. This is not the case for people from Sifang.
It must be said that the support of people from all over the world really made Son Da Luo feel better.
Whatever!
Daluo Shenzi stood up, pretending to be a little embarrassed, with a deep expression. For those who don't know, do you really think someone put a knife on his neck and forced him to use it
This is a pure ability, 100%!
There's nothing wrong with this show-off!
But I saw this guy step up to the clouds, and under the flick of his sleeves, a golden divine sword appeared in his hand.
What a sword!
Ye Chen below, his eyes brightened, staring at the sword of Daluo Shenzi. It was an extraordinary divine weapon, made of domineering divine iron, and its level was still a genuine quasi-holy weapon.
What a sword!
The monks from all directions also marveled, this time it was not kneeling and licking, because the sword of Da Luo Shenzi was indeed good.
The sword breaks through the sky!
In the midst of the exclamation, the Son of God of Daluo suddenly raised his sword, pointed at the sky with his sword, and a golden sword light went straight to the sky. Just as he said, with one sword he really poked a big hole in the sky.
good!
Screams rose and fell one after another below, forming a tidal wave.
Show your shame!
The Son of God, Daluo, put away the divine sword and stood in the sky, with his hands behind his back. Those who didn't know it thought that he was an accomplished man. The group of nymphomaniacs who saw this were so excited that they almost threw themselves into his arms.
Not good!
Among the crowd's applause, there was one voice that was out of tune. Although the voice was small, it was earth-shattering.