An Lihong and several other deacons of the holy court made some polite remarks, and then led the crowd up the wide stone ladder.
Although many of these guardians of the gods are already thirty-four years old, most of them are young people in their twenties, who are in their twenties. , There were many discussions along the way, as noisy as a vegetable market.
An Lihong and the other deacons turned their heads to take a look, but this time they didn't say much. However, from their eyes, Mu Hanyan could clearly see the meaning of disgust and disgust, and even a bit of hostility.
It seems that people like the Holy Court do not welcome our arrival. Mu Hanyan frowned, thinking secretly.
Although the stone ladder is thousands of feet long, the people who came here are basically sword masters and above. They are not real masters, but they are not weak. It is not difficult to climb the stone ladder of thousands of feet. Soon, the group of people Climb to the end of the stone stairs.
About hundreds of young people in the sword robes of the Holy Court were waiting for them there, and many of them showed playful smiles when they saw them coming.
"There are no rules at all, and I don't know how countries in the mainland teach future generations." A young man said with a look of disgust.
There was an antique long sword hanging from the man's waist, and the sword robe on his body was embroidered with gold thread, which faintly exuded the unique aura fluctuation of the magic weapon, which was quite different from the sword robe worn by the disciples of the holy court, and was better than the sword robe worn by An Lihong and others. The sword robe worn by the deacon is also more than one grade higher.
Obviously, this person's status is higher than others, even higher than An Lihong and others.
"Others are the descendants of God's Guardian, and their blood has been awakened, and they have to be used to holding them like little ancestors in all countries in the mainland. There is no need to learn any rules." A young man with the appearance of a follower behind him sneered. Although he looked like a follower, his sword robe was embroidered with silver thread, and he seemed to have a higher status than other disciples of the Holy Court.
"Even if they are the descendants of the guardian of the gods, so what, with their little cultivation, even our holy court elites can't compare, and I don't know what the Holy Master thinks, but let them go to Beiyuan Wuyuan I want them to inherit the inheritance left by those peerless powerhouses." An Lihong also echoed, but unlike those two young people, his words were obviously a bit sour.
"I can't help it. Who will let other people's lives be good? Others are the guardians of the gods, the guardians of the gods." Another deacon also sneered and sneered, but his eyes were full of contempt.
They had no scruples when they spoke, not to mention lowering their voices, they almost shouted at the top of their throats.
Hearing their sarcasm and contempt, everyone who had just stepped on the stone ladder showed anger.
Although some of these guardian descendants of gods sent to the holy court by various countries awakened too late because they were too old and missed the best training age, and some had not had time to improve their strength by leaps and bounds because they had not awakened for a long time, but there were also some strong ones. Then, a hot-tempered great swordsman from West Qin pointed at the young man who spoke first, and shouted angrily: "What do you mean? We came to the Holy Court this time for the sake of the safety of the mainland, not because of you. Ridiculous, if you are dissatisfied, dare to have a fair fight with me?"
"Presumptuous, how dare you be rude to Lord Saint!" An Lihong roared in a stern voice.
Saint, it turns out that this person is a saint! The expressions of the guardian descendants from all over the world changed.
"A fair fight with me, do you have the qualifications?" The young man took a step forward, releasing a mighty might from his body.
Although he still had that faint smile on his face, under that huge coercion, the young great swordsman of West Qin Kingdom's complexion changed drastically, and his whole body was dripping with cold sweat.
Seeing that he is only twenty-five or six years old at most, he can be regarded as a generation of wizards if he can reach the realm of the Great Sword Saint. However, the gap between a sword master and a great sword master is like a natural moat, not to mention that the opponent is not an ordinary sword master, but a saint.
"Tell me, do you have the qualifications for that?" The saint took another step forward, stared at the Xiqin expert, and asked with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.
Obviously, this is a ruthless person! Mu Hanyan frowned secretly.
"No...no..." Under his increasing coercion, the West Qin master finally chose to give in.
"Next time you want to challenge someone, remember to ask the other party's identity first, so that you don't know why if you die." The holy court smiled slightly and withdrew his coercion.
The Xiqin expert felt his feet go limp, and fell to the ground, looking at him again, his gaze was even more horrified.
"I forgot to introduce to everyone. My name is Wei Xiaotian, one of the twelve saints of the Holy Court. If you want to enter the Holy Court, you must first verify your integrity. This is also the rule of the Holy Court." The saint said. Said.
Although it is impossible for countries to cheat on such a major matter, and there is no need for it, but no one dared to say anything when they heard that it was the Holy Court's rules.
While talking, Wei Xiaotian took out a palm-sized jade stone, which was carved with runes, obviously it was also a magic weapon for alchemy.
"You come first." Wei Xiaotian pointed to the master of the Western Qin Dynasty on the ground, and said arrogantly.
Having surrendered to him just now, the master of the Western Qin Dynasty naturally couldn't hold back his temper at this moment, and walked over obediently.
Wei Xiaotian picked up the jade and swept it away from him, a mysterious light was emitted from the jade.
"Go in." Wei Xiaotian pointed to the winding mountain road behind him and said.
The Western Qin master was obviously a little afraid of him, so he hurried over.
Afterwards, Wei Xiaotian used the piece of jade to verify his identity one by one, and soon, it was Mu Hanyan's turn.
The jade swept across Mu Hanyan's body, and she immediately felt that something seemed to be activated on her body, and there were strange fluctuations, and that piece of jade also emitted a magical light.
"It's you, who are you?!" Wei Xiaotian's expression suddenly changed, holding the hilt of his sword, his body burst into murderous intent.
Seeing his cannibalistic gaze, everyone was taken aback.
Mu Hanyan was also slightly taken aback, wondering why he suddenly showed killing intent towards her.
But soon, Mu Hanyan discovered the clue, the light shining on that piece of jade seemed to be different from the previous one.
The light emitted from the jade before was mysterious and pure, dreamlike and unreal, but at this time, there was a faint green color in it, like silk and flocculent, it's fine if you don't look carefully, if you look carefully, Still easy to spot.
Why would I be different from others, could it be that my blood was different
Mu Hanyan has long noticed that although he is also a descendant of the guardian of the gods, he is very different from Huayue and others.