"Unexpectedly, as a human race, Baili girl is the pride of heaven, but as a monster race, she has become a phoenix! This is really..."
"Hey! Although our group of people are the elites of the human race, compared with this, I... I was really born in the wrong era..."
"You want to compete with Phoenix? Are you short-circuiting your brain? Let's go and have a look! All the saints have left, and it seems that this holy meeting can't be held for the time being. What are you doing here?"
"That's right, hurry up and have a look!"
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As soon as the Poison Sage arrived, he shouted loudly: "Where is the deacon patrolling the city?"
The middle-aged deacon appeared and hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Today I am on duty in a humble position, and I have seen Lord Shengzun."
The poisonous sage said impatiently, "Have you ever met Jimo Ya's son, Jimo An Ning?"
The old deacon was taken aback, and said, "I just met today, what's the matter?"
"What happened today?"
The middle-aged deacon roughly explained what he saw...
When Huan Qingyan heard it, she was full of anger.
The previous calm state of mind is gone, she can not care about anything, the clouds are calm and the wind is clear.
But her son is her Ni Lin, whoever offends her son will die.
"Who bullied my son? Come out and die!"
As the sound came out, flames floated in the sky above the entire holy city, as if the sky was on fire, burning the sky with flames!
With Huan Qingyan as the center, a large number of houses collapsed and turned into ashes, and the vegetation withered, like a burning field...
Wang Lingshi, who had a lower cultivation level, was sweating profusely and showed signs of collapse. A moat surrounding the holy city was evaporated completely in an instant.
Xuesheng was also heartbroken at this time, "After you deal with Xiaobao's matter, where did he go?"
The middle-aged deacon was already stuttering in fright from Huan Qingyan's aura, he was already a mysterious spirit master, but he felt that he had become as fragile as a paper person at this moment.
As if it would explode at any time.
"... I... I don't... know... Before, Gong Ziya also came... asked me, I really don't know, Xiaobao left alone..."
Upon hearing Jimo Ya's name, Huan Qingyan became even more angry.
Jimo Ya, this is how you protect your son!
Being bullied, his whereabouts are unknown now.
Alright, let the Jimo family die!
Huan Qingyan's anger found a direction, and Jimo Wuxin who caught up immediately became the direction for Huan Qingyan to vent her anger.
"The Jimo family! Where's your patriarch?" Huan Qingyan shouted angrily.
The Jimo family who had caught up came to an abrupt stop, they all stopped and looked at the person in front of them.
Naturally, Jimo was careless.
Jimo Wuxin suddenly felt innocent, but he had no choice but to step forward and said, "Old man Jimo Wuxin is now the head of the clan. I wonder what Miss Baili can teach you?"
"What advice do you have?" Huan Qingyan sneered, "You are neither deaf nor blind, so you don't know what I want to ask? Why did the Jimo family replace such an irresponsible person as the patriarch?"
Jimo was robbed unintentionally, feeling ashamed and angry.
He just became the head of the patriarch, and it was a time when he was proud of his life. With so many people watching him, he couldn't keep his face. He couldn't help saying, "Miss Baili, don't talk nonsense. The old man is also a member of the family if he can take this position." Trust. As for An Ning, although he is young, he has hands and feet, and his strength is not bad. Now that he is gone, the old man feels that it is not worth making a fuss about."