In a flash.

As soon as Li Zhenjian's words fell, the surroundings became silent.

No one expected it.

At last.

It was Li Zhenjian who won.

This made everyone feel extremely stunned.

It's a twist and turn.

Zhao Ningyu, the disciple of Erlang God Yang Jian, with such a monster-like body, had not been able to defeat it without being defenseless before, but now when the two were fighting, he gave it to ......

That's weird, isn't it?

Could it be that the previous Li Zhenjian was merciful and didn't make a heavy hand?

This moment.

Everyone in the audience was stunned.

In fact, even Li Zhenjian felt a little dazed and shaken in his heart.

Feng Jiuxiao.

Is this woman who makes him want to possess all the time, and the immortal cultivation method taught to him is so strong?

High under the stage.

Looking at Li Zhen's health like a high-ranking victor, looking down on Zhao Ningyu, his face turned even paler, and a trace of gloom flashed in his cold and beautiful eyes.

She had just lost her mind again.

regarded Li Zhenjian as a ......

The audience was silent.

Only Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Jiuling Yuansheng, who were sitting there, saw a little clue, their faces were full of shock, and they looked at each other, but they were not sure, and they exchanged their hearts:

"Sun Monkey, did you just see something?"

"Yang Jian, Jiu Ling, do you also want to say that the trace of phoenix roar just now reveals a trace of imperial law?"

In a flash.

In the hearts of the three of them, their bodies trembled suddenly, their eyes burned, and they stared at Li Zhenjian in front of them.

Just.

If they didn't notice the mistake, the sound of the phoenix chirping, with a hint of the emperor's breath, although it was already negligible, it was very similar to the law that the emperor realm was qualified to cultivate.

This Li Zhenjian.

What is the origin?

Lian Di Fa.

Have you cultivated?

Could it be those extragalactic monks?

Suddenly.

Erlang God Yang Jian, Monkey King, and Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng, couldn't help but glance at each other.

Sun Wukong, Jiuling Yuansheng's face was solemn, and he shook his head silently.

This Li Zhenjian.

It shouldn't be a monk outside the galaxy.

His origins.

It has been recorded in great detail, but it comes from a small Li clan in southern China.

There's only one possibility.

Li Zhenjian.

There is an Emperor Realm behind him!

"It's strange, there is an Emperor Realm sitting behind him, why does this Li Zhenjian want to join their Heavenly Court?"

Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Jiuling Yuansheng were full of doubts on their faces.

"Could it be that this little doll named Li Zhenjian doesn't know that the person who taught him the law is an emperor realm?"

Soon.

Ning Zhongxu and Su Demon Spirit hurriedly helped Zhao Ningyu, who was lying under the high platform, with a pale face, behind Erlang God Yang Jian.

A hint of mystery entered.

Zhao Ningyu's pale face suddenly returned to normal, and the injuries on his body were healed.

But as a disciple of Erlang God Yang Jian.

but lost.

This made Zhao Ningyu very disappointed in her heart, and couldn't help but hang her head.

"Master, disciple......"

Just wanted to talk.

was interrupted by Erlang God Yang Jian.

"Well, needless to say, it's not your fault. ”

Zhao Ningyu opened her mouth and lowered her head again, and the sense of loss in her heart was even more.

And the monks of all sides watched around.

Especially the opposite sex.

At this moment, looking at Li Zhenjian on the high platform, dressed in white, everyone's eyes were full of appreciation and admiration.

This peerless son Li Zhenjian.

Even the disciples of the mythical and legendary Erlang God Yang Jian were defeated, and they were born in a small family, and now they have reached this height that they look up to.

It's just too strong.

If you are from the Buddhist sect and the Taoist sect, how can there be Yuqing and Zhang Xianyi, who are ranked first on the Tianjiao list, what is the matter?

Dressed in white.

Li Zhenjian, who was like an immortal, carried his hands behind his back, turned his back to Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Jiuling Yuansheng, with a faint smile on his face, and looked at everyone around him with extremely calm eyes.

sneered in his heart:

"Erlang God Yang Jian's disciple, what's the matter, isn't he defeated by me with one move now?"

"One day, I will only look up to these myths and legends. ”

Thinking.

He turned around slowly, looking humble and gentlemanly, calmly and indifferently, and bowed respectfully to the three of Sun Wukong in a fake manner.

This scene.

can't help but make everyone around sigh that Li Zhenjian, the unequaled son, really lives up to the word unequaled.

Even if you win the competition.

is also not arrogant, not impatient, neither humble nor arrogant.

Even Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Jiuling Yuansheng had to nod with great satisfaction.

No matter what Li Zhenjian's origin is.

That's it.

The heart is enough to be called the Tianjiao of Chen Jiannan's level.

Zhao Ningyu was also slightly distracted.

I couldn't help but show a hint of crimson on my face.

Because.

She always felt that Li Zhenjian's dress, figure, and even dusty temperament in front of her had a hint of Chu Lingxiao's shadow.

Merely.

Everyone present, including Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Jiuling Yuansheng, didn't know what dirty things Li Zhenjian was thinking about at this moment.

Li Zhenjian in his mind.

A tall, cold, noble, and noble temperament flashed straight through, all in one, and he was haunted by the wonderful figure of Miaoman.

Especially when I think of the identity of the other party as my master, and the beautiful eyes that show cold eyes all the time.

His blood boiled uncontrollably, and his heart was full of evil thoughts that he wanted to conquer.

"Feng Jiuxiao, you wait for me!"

"After I enter the Heavenly Court, it won't be long before I can catch up with you, the Immortal Saint, and when the time comes, I will let you know how powerful I am!"

Come to think of this.

Li Zhenjian's body was already trembling slightly with excitement.

He has fantasized.

In the flower garden of their own manor.

Feng Jiuxiao, a peerless stunner from outside the stars, faced his helpless, retreating, and panicked expression, and finally had to obediently obey the scene.

Looking at Li Zhen's fitness.

Something trembling.

The three people in front of them, Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Jiuling Yuansheng, thought that Li Zhenjian would be able to join the heavenly court soon, and they couldn't help but feel a little excited in their hearts, and couldn't help but wait for a while.

Talent:

"Li Zhenjian, are you willing to join our Heavenly Court?"

Suddenly.

Li Zhenjian, who was in a state of thought, suddenly shuddered in his body, and then came back to his senses, and couldn't help but have a slight flash of panic in his eyes, for fear that others had just discovered the dirty thoughts in his heart.

After hearing the sound.

Didn't look up first.

Instead, he forcibly pressed the throbbing in his heart, and returned to a gentle and elegant calm expression.

Didn't even think about it.

Directly:

"Zhenjian, willing to join Heavenly Court. ”

"Okay, tomorrow you will come to my heavenly court, and when the time comes, you will go to Mount Tai, and someone will come to pick you up. ”

Hear this.

In Li Zhenjian's heart, he was even more excited, excited, and laughed wildly in his heart:

"Feng Jiuxiao, you wait for me, it won't be long before you are my person, and no one can save you!"

And at this moment, in the depths of the South Heavenly Gate.

Chu Lingxiao with his hands on his back.

But he was looking at the stone statue of Emperor Haotian, and after a long time, he sighed slightly and said:

"If you hadn't saved this star in the first place, you would still be the empress of reincarnation. ”