As soon as he said these words, the entire temple suddenly fell silent, and several saints under the Holy King fell silent at the same time.
Blinded
What does it mean
Does this mean that the entire Saint Clan is now under surveillance
Although Qiao Yanyuan did not say who was the person who blinded the Saints, as the leader of the Saints, those unforgettable dead fish eyes still clearly appeared in the Holy King's mind.
How can this be…
From the earth to the temple of the saints, it is such a long distance, no matter how powerful the other party is, it is impossible to quietly monitor them for that long.
On the Holy Star, especially near the temple with the Holy King as the core, the eight saints under him are all ruthless characters. They are aware of all the troubles on the Holy Star.
Even though the Grave God does not have the omniscient and omnipotent cosmic insight that the Grave God inherited from Sothos, the Holy Star is his own home after all, and he did not even notice that surveillance cameras were installed in his home. This is really unreasonable.
The most important thing is that the Eight Great Saints didn't even react to this matter, which is outrageous.
But now, Qiao Yanyuan personally came to visit him and exposed the matter directly. On the surface, it seemed to be a well-intentioned reminder from the alliance, but in fact, his words directly caused the eight saints in the scene to feel their backs. Feeling cold and sweating profusely.
"According to Mr. Qiao, our Saint Clan is always under surveillance. I want to remind Mr. Qiao that this is the Saint Clan."
It was the same Holy Lord from before. He took a step forward, holding the scepter, and faced Qiao Yanyuan: "The safety on the Holy Star, all the troubles, are guarded by the eight of us, no one can make mistakes. Even the man named Wang He has great supernatural powers and planted surveillance on us, but there is no way that the eight of us will not react at all to this matter."
When he spoke like this, he sounded old-fashioned, but in fact he didn't have much confidence.
The Saint Clan had learned Wang Ling's methods, otherwise they would not have chosen to form an alliance with Bai Zhe.
Therefore, the Eight Saints themselves had no idea whether the Holy Star was being monitored or not.
Qiao Yanyuan's visit this time directly revealed this matter. This not only slapped their eight saints in the face, but also made the saint king lose his face.
When the Holy Lord spoke about this matter, he was actually hinting to Qiao Yanyuan not to continue to expose this matter.
Unexpectedly, this dragonborn who came here with only his soul would give no face at all.
With a sound of "chi", this laughter that sounded like contempt echoed directly in the entire temple, breaking the silence of the entire temple.
"So I say that the saints of the saint clan are nothing more than this. In the universe, the strong are respected, and only the strong need to exist. There is no need to rely on their own qualifications and rely on their old age to sell themselves out." Qiao Yanyuan said this, with full expression in his eyes. Contemptuously, he glanced at the Holy Lord who took the initiative to stand up. The white robe on his body was written with holy characters. Qiao Yanyuan had learned the holy characters and knew that they actually represented the number "eight".
"Who are you calling a waste?" The voice of the Eighth Holy Lord immediately turned cold.
"I'm sorry, I'm not targeting you." Qiao Yanyuan put his hands behind his back and didn't pay attention to everyone at all: "I mean, all the saints here are trash."
"You, a detached soul, are on top of my holy clan's main hall, and you still want to turn the world upside down!" Upon hearing this, all the saints suddenly became furious and trembled with anger. Maybe they do have some knowledge in this matter. It was a crime of negligence, but Qiao Yanyuan's shameless exposure and provocation made them intolerable.
"Laoba, please step back and let us teach him a lesson!" Before the Eighth Saint took action, Qiao Yanyuan saw No. 567 in the field. The three Saints moved together and jointly cast spells to suppress him.
The spiritual power attributes of these three people are similar, and they seem to be triplets. Therefore, when they work together, their spiritual power will resonate and react, doubling their power again.
"Interesting, since you don't want to admit that you are a waste and you have nothing to do with me, you three brothers join forces to fight together?" Qiao Yanyuan laughed even louder, mocking almost without thinking. His original intention of coming here this time was not to provoke a war, but was indeed a kind reminder. Unexpectedly, these losers would not reflect on themselves at all, but instead transferred their anger to themselves in an attempt to divert attention.
Sure enough, the essence of all living things in the world is the same, and they will never admit their mistakes easily. This makes Qiao Yanyuan very disappointed. He is not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but teammates who are like pigs.
Even though the Saints are now allies, this arrogant and ignorant attitude really makes Qiao Yanyuan feel disgusted.
At this moment, the five, six, and seven brothers joined forces to suppress him, and the huge spiritual power seas of the three great human ancestral realms merged together to form a giant pliers that pressed towards Qiao Yanyuan, trying to directly clamp him down and cut him off.
"boom!"
Qiao Yanyuan did not dodge, he just snapped his fingers, and immediately opened a spiritual barrier on his body, directly catching the giant pincer's attack.
On the throne of the temple, the Holy King saw everything.
This Qiao Yanyuan was weirder than he thought.
It was much scarier than Jingze and Yan. With only a simple spiritual barrier, he could withstand the attack of three human ancestors. So, as a dragonborn, what state is he in now
It is a taboo to directly attack the temple, unless there is the tacit approval of the Holy King.
The Eight Saints' minds were like mirrors. Although they really wanted to divert the conflict, the Holy King's tacit approval also wanted to use their hands to explore the reality of Qiao Yanyuan.
Because not long ago, the Saints heard the secret about Qiao Yanyuan. It was reported that this person was the strongest dragon descendant currently under Bai Zhe's command, and he was a trump card that could be called a secret weapon.
Now this debut, although it is a direct fight, it can also confirm some rumors.
At this moment, the three saints joined forces to suppress, and Qiao Yanyuan easily withstood the pressure. He did not even show off his dragon-born ability, nor even used his dragon-born magic weapon. He only relied on the most basic combat skills. The effect was achieved with ease.
boom!
The spiritual barrier on his body was so thick that even the giant pincers of the three human ancestors could not crush the barrier. Under such a thorough defense, Qiao Yanyuan also directly started to fight back.
He was merciless and looked like a ghost. He carried the No. 6 Saint in the middle and started to break the formation. He grabbed the man's robe and smashed it onto the cold and hard ground of the temple.
The ground of the entire temple collapsed and trembled violently. Countless gold powder fell on the high ceiling of the temple with the shock.
Qiao Yanyuan's speed and strength are extraordinary.
Without any modification, just physical combat, such a violent aesthetic is perfectly interpreted.
And this is the scariest thing about him.
Such a mysterious dragonborn is already so tyrannical even before he reveals his trump card. If he were to take it seriously, how scary it would be... Besides, this is just a soul!
"Stop it."
So at this moment, the Holy King, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.
He was originally testing Qiao Yanyuan, not wanting the war to continue to expand, otherwise his entire temple would have to be renovated.
However, Qiao Yanyuan's dominance was still beyond his imagination.
"call out!"
He opened the silver dragon wing on his right, slashed out a wing blade, and cut off one of the arms of Holy Lord No. 6. In front of the Holy King, his blood was sprinkled on the temple.
(End of chapter)