With the protection of these two powerhouses of the Divine Realm, and the protection of the Holy Son Order, Linfeng's safety should not be a problem.

Qingxi planned to take a look at the situation first, so he took the lead out of the palace.

He stood on the back of a bird, overlooking the Void Holy City.

In the center of the city, there is a high platform.

This station is called the Star Picking Building.

Even if you are far away, you can see a peach tree about 300 meters high.

The top is full of peaches the size of a human head, and there are bird-shaped aura flowing around, colorful, like a fairyland.

【Name:Little Peach Tree】

[Grade: Ancestral Rank Medium Grade]

[Age: 37,000 years]

[Note: The ancient tree planted by the ancient saint of the void himself, growing on the saint-level leyline, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, has fully matured, reached its heyday, and the peach matures once in a hundred years]

Although the grade of the small peach tree has reached the ancestral level, it is comparable to the power of the Nirvana realm, but the number of peaches is extremely large.

But the grade of each peach is not too high.

In comparison, the effect is far less than that of the small ginseng fruit.

"Although the quality of the peach is average, the power contained in it is much stronger than the ordinary elixir of thousands of years. ”

Qingxi looked at the small peach tree and secretly made a comparison.

"Who's coming?"

Before the flying bird descended on the Void Holy City, several Heavenly Xuan Realm powerhouses wearing silver armor stopped in front of them.

The leader has reached a half-step channel.

Recently, it has been a once-in-a-century Little Pan Tao Society, and in the Void Holy City, the fortification is obviously stricter than before.

Flying birds on their backs.

The three-fold old man named "Tai'a" waved his sleeves.

A huge "holy" character, horizontal in the air, shining, with a majestic majesty swept out.

"Holy Dao Temple!"

The half-step psychic powerhouse showed a shocked face, and hurriedly led people back three hundred meters.

As if no one was there, the bird swept through the air and came to the vicinity of the top of the Star Picking Tower.

It was only at this time that Qingxi discovered that the star-picking tower in the shape of a high platform was as big as a mountain peak.

It stands in the center of the Void Holy City, reaching a height of 10,000 meters.

Its top is square, very flat, two thousand meters long and wide, and there are countless pavilions and pavilions, full of flying springs and waterfalls, and spiritual flowers and plants.

The precious little peach tree grows in the center of the Star Picking Tower.

As the huge word "Saint" appeared, countless powerhouses immediately flew out of the Star Picking Tower.

In the spiritual world, the only person who is qualified to release the word "sacred" when traveling is the Holy Dao Academy.

This is exclusive to the Holy Temple.

Just like when the strong people in the West Palace travel, they can release the word "West King".

In addition, one of the six courtyards, the Humane Academy, is the word "human".

This is exclusive to all five-star transcendent forces.

Behind them, there stood the ancient saints who had been canonized.

These gold characters represent the façade.

"Dare to release the word 'holy' on the unique signboard of the Holy Daoist Academy, could it be that the two vice presidents are here in person?"

"The specifications of the Little Peach Club are not too high, and they can't attract the top power of that level. ”

"Generally speaking, there are only a dozen powerful people who participate in the Little Pan Tao Society, but those who can reach the level of the West King and the vice president of the Holy Dao Academy will basically not show up. ”

"That level of power has its own circle, and we can't reach it because of our lack of cultivation. ”

Many strong men are talking to each other.

At this time, on the high platform.

A heroic white-robed female warrior stepped on auspicious clouds and appeared in front of the bird.

"Under the Throne of the Lower West, the ninth attendant 'Xi Sulan' has come to greet the Holy Son of the Holy Dao Academy!"

Xi Sulan looks young, looking only in her twenties.

Today's King of the West has never accepted disciples in his life, but he has eighteen attendants under his seat.

Each one has been carefully selected, and it is a true pride, and it has been passed on.

The young Xi Sulan has already reached the astonishing eighth turn of Tianxuan.

Looking at the Holy Dragon Domain, it can also be regarded as a top-ranked demon-level Tianjiao.

"Shhh...... It turned out to be the Holy Son of the Holy Dao Academy!"

"No wonder they dare to release the word 'holy'. ”

"I've heard that this Holy Son is the only descendant of the Lintian Ancient Saint, with great luck, and is expected to be canonized in the future!"

"Canonization, isn't that an exaggeration?"

"In the spiritual world, no one has been canonized for thousands of years. ”

"Not an exaggeration at all!"

Everyone was arguing, and then they all looked at Qingxi standing on the back of the bird.

Even Xi Sulan looked at Qingxi, and her beautiful eyes showed surprise.

"Strange, isn't this Holy Son of the Holy Dao Academy a little fat man?"

"Could it be that the weight loss was successful?"

"However, this person is indeed as rumored to be, with dual cultivation of the Dharma body, and both of them have entered the realm of Heavenly Xuan, which is much stronger than I was at the beginning. ”

"He is worthy of being the Holy Son of the Holy Dao Academy!"

Xi Sulan looked at Qingxi curiously, and thought about it for a long time in her heart.

Even others mistook Qingxi for the Holy Son.

In the eyes of everyone, this young man is handsome, the son of God is as tall as a gun, and his eyes are deep and fascinating.

What's more, many people felt a palpitation on his body.

Except for those with atmospheric luck, how can they have such a powerful aura?

However, what everyone didn't know was that the reason why they were frightened by Qingxi was actually because of the terrible power of doom.

Qingxi was also looking at Xi Sulan, but did not reply.

The other party is here to greet Linfeng, and he is not looking for him, why are you talking indiscriminately?

Xi Sulan was stunned for a moment, looked at Qingxi, and said secretly: "It is worthy of being the Holy Son of the Holy Dao Academy, and it is as cold and silent as the Holy Son of other transcendent forces. ”

As for the old man of the Tongshen Realm who released the word "holy", Tai'a, after noticing everyone's gaze, his expression was strange.

They, shouldn't they mistake Qingxi Jiaoxi for the Holy Son?

However, in Tai'a's opinion, Qingxi had such an achievement at a young age, and it was not surprising that he was mistaken for a holy son.

"There must be a lot of young ladies outside, when the time comes, I will introduce you to a few proud girls of the sky!"

"Brother Linfeng is so interesting!"

"Haha, it should. ”

At this time, the sound of two young men discussing was heard in the palace.

Everyone heard it clearly, and their eyes immediately showed a strange look.

Wind?

This is the rumored name of the Holy Son of the Holy Temple.

Could it be that the true Son is still in the palace on the back of the bird?

Everyone's faces changed, and they looked at the door curiously.

There, three figures were walking slowly.

Behind them, there were sleepy-eyed Ryoma and the little King Kong ape.

"Holy Son, here we are. ”

Tai'a put away the word "sacred" and said respectfully towards Linfeng.

At the same time, the maids of the palace immediately followed, standing in two rows, playing musical instruments, and a loud and moving voice came out.

But everyone didn't have the heart to listen to the music, and their faces were a little strange.

"It turns out that he is not the Son of God......"

Xi Sulan's gaze withdrew from Qingxi, glad that she hadn't made a big fool of herself just now.

Otherwise, it would be a shame to go home.

As for the others, they all looked at each other and saw the embarrassment in each other's eyes.

But at the same time, they were very confused.

The young man who they mistook for the Son of God seemed to be very simple, who was it?

Just when everyone was puzzled, Lin Feng spoke.

"I am the Holy Son of the Holy Daoist Academy, and I have heard about the peach festival for a long time, and I can see the demeanor of countless Tianjiao in the cultivation world, so I have come to take a look. ”

Hearing this, Xi Sulan hurriedly arched his hand and said, "The King of the West has long known that the Holy Son is coming, and he specially ordered me to greet him here, please come with me." ”

"I'm tired. ”

Lin Feng peeked at Xi Sulan a few times, and found that she was a little more heroic, her eyes lit up, and she whispered to Xia Dang: "Brother Xia Dang, I heard that this is the ninth attendant under the Western Throne, young and beautiful, and his cultivation is profound, what do you think?"

"I think it's good. ”

Xia Dang moved.

But when he noticed the other party's unfathomable cultivation, he couldn't help but shrink his neck and said, "But it's too strong, I'm afraid, she can destroy me with a breath." ”