Living in a small world, they are not eligible for merit.

After all, what they were doing didn't do the entire cultivation world any good.

But now that they have learned about the outside world, the quasi-saints of the major ancient saint clans have arrived in the Holy Dragon Domain with the Tianjiao juniors in the clan.

For them, gaining merit is the most important thing.

This means that they can be canonized, and they must not be sloppy.

On this day, Emperor Hua found Qingxi.

"Two ancient saints have sent a mission that has arrived in the Sun Holy City, nominally, to visit me. ”

"But I think they must have bad intentions. ”

Di Hua's face was not very good-looking.

In the spiritual world, it is all too common for doves to occupy magpies' nests.

Although the Sun Ancient Saint is a powerful Saint Realm powerhouse with a great reputation, the two clans that visited have also given birth to the Ancient Saint.

In case of a real fight, it is not easy to say who will lose and who will win.

As for whether the ancient saints in the Heavenly Dao Academy would interfere in these matters, Di Hua was not clear.

If there is no one to support it at that time, the situation in the Sun Holy City will be very serious.

At this moment, Di Hua's summons order lit up.

"Dad, the envoys of the Yan Clan and the Fire Clan have arrived, and there are two quasi-saint-level patriarchs with them, and the ones who come are not good!"

Di Hua's consciousness was immersed in it, and he heard Di Yi's words.

His expression changed again and again, and he said, "I'll go back first, Feitian City is not a holy city, but there are definitely people who covet the Ancient Tree of Stars, be careful!"

With that, he turned into a fireball and returned to the Sun Holy City at full speed.

"It's not good!"

Qingxi stood under the ancient tree of stars, his eyebrows full of melancholy.

At the same time, in the Heavenly Dao Academy.

The Zhenyuan Ancient Saint and the Lintian Ancient Saint were looking at the clairvoyant mirror.

"The so-called Ancient Saint Clan is nothing more than a group of cowards. ”

"Now, they want to steal the fruits of our waiting, and they have really eaten the gall of a bear's heart and a leopard. ”

Zhen Yuan Gu Sheng said angrily.

The Pan Tao Sacred Tree also showed anger, and said, "Call the little void back, and hang all the Ancient Saints and their Ancient Saints up and fight!"

Zhen Yuan Gu Saint rolled his eyes: "Do you think that the Void Ancient Saint can go back if you want to?"

"There's no little void here, I'm worried that the stupid kid has been abducted!"

The peach tree's face showed concern.

Zhenyuan Gusheng smiled and said, "Flying Heaven City is protected by that kid from Qingxi, and the little peach tree will be fine." ”

Pan Tao Sacred Tree still didn't believe it: "It is said that those ancient saint clans with shrunken heads like turtles, among them there are several holy soldiers, that kid in Qingxi only has a magic box, can he stop it?"

"Qingxi is the emperor, and he is the most optimistic cub of the Taoist master, and nothing can happen. ”

Zhenyuan Gusheng looked confident, "Besides, the two brothers and sisters Qingfeng and Mingyue are the people personally arranged by this saint, and they are also in Feitian City, how can I let something happen there?"

"To put it mildly, Feitian City is covered by me, who dares to move?"

When the Lintian Ancient Saint heard this, he also nodded, and said, "Let those ancient saint clans make trouble first, and when the matter is almost over, we will go to the end." ”

Seeing that the two ancient saints said that there was no problem, the peach sacred tree was relieved.

She said very stiffly: "It's really not good, this baby will personally go to the lower realm, and let them feel the anger from the 100,000-year-old baby!"

The words of the Peach Sacred Tree made the corners of the two ancient saints' mouths twitch, and they didn't know what to say.

It's obviously a holy tree of merit, but it always wants to be a battle ancient tree!

Half a day later.

In the Sacred Dragon Domain.

The Demon Armor Patriarch Xishan Gao took Xishan Sheng, Xishan Yuan and others to Feitian City through the teleportation platform.

Looking up at the ancient tree of stars that covered the sky, they could feel the power of the stars, and their eyes showed amazement.

"I didn't expect that the foundation of the chief envoy was so rich, and he actually had a saint-level star leyline, which was really enviable. ”

"I don't know if this place is suitable for growing things. ”

"The quality of the tea leaves grown on the saint-level leyline should be more than ten times better than that grown on the Demon Mountain, right?"

Nishiyama Gao said with emotion.

The corners of Xishan Sheng and the other Demon Armor Clansmen twitched, and they coughed violently, aiming to improve the image of Xishan Gao.

The dignified saint-level leyline, that is a natural treasure that can cultivate many powers.

But since the head of the family, he actually thought about planting tea trees.

This idea is too bizarre!

If it spreads, it will definitely be teased by other holy clans.

"Xishan Gao, you are also eyeing Feitian City?"

A group of imposing cultivators walked over.

The person who spoke was an old man wearing a hat and a firewood knife pinned to his waist, and his cultivation had reached the quasi-sainthood.

The people behind him were all dressed in the same attire and looked like woodcutters.

"Woodcutter quasi-saint, I advise you to do things peacefully, don't make trouble, these emerging forces can stand tall, there must be something extraordinary. ”

Xishan Gao said to the old man, with jealousy between his eyebrows.

"The treasures of the cultivation world have always been inhabited by those who are capable. ”

"Wouldn't it be better if that Guiding Envoy was not strong enough and couldn't keep the Saint-level leyline, so let us protect it?"

The woodcutter laughed and walked into the Flying City with his men.

"It's too domineering!"

Nishiyama shook his head.

But at this moment, several more groups of people arrived in Flying City.

Their leaders are all quasi-saints, exuding a vast abyss.

"Sky wolf, Baixiao, no vain...... The quasi-saints of these small worlds are all here, this is to do something!"

Xishan Gao frowned, waved his hand at the person behind him, and followed in.

Under the ancient tree of the stars.

Qingxi sat at a long table and drank tea calmly.

On the opposite side of this long table, there are also several wooden chairs, which have been prepared in advance for visitors.

With the arrival of several small world quasi-saints, the atmosphere in the city became a little oppressive.

Those great powers from the starry sky all hid and did not dare to go out.

The demon vine felt those few strong quasi-holy breaths, and his heart was shocked.

If he was still at his peak, he would have the confidence to fight with these quasi-saints at the same time, but now that he only has seven Nirvana cultivations left, he may not even be able to catch a slap from the quasi-saints.

"Lord, do you want to ask for help?"

The demon vine leaned into Qingxi's ear and whispered.

"No!"

"Even if Yasheng comes today, if they dare to cause trouble, they will definitely have no return. ”

Qingxi took a sip of tea, always indifferent.

He looked at the white-haired spear god who was kneeling cross-legged near the long table, and said, "Senior Yi Botian, you don't have to interfere in today's affairs. ”

"Good!"

The white-haired spear god bowed slightly.

When he heard that someone was coveting the Ancient Tree of Stars, he immediately rushed to it.

But now that he saw that the person who came was actually a member of the ancient saint clan, and the leader had reached the quasi-saint, he knew that he was not an opponent, so he could only follow Qingxi's advice and act as a bystander.

"Your Excellency is the Lord of Flying City, Qingxi?"

The Heavenly Wolf Quasi-Saint Dama Golden Dao sat on the chair in front of the long table without the slightest politeness.

Bai Xiao, Woodcutter, Wu Yu and other patriarchs or holy masters of the small world showed a meaningful smile towards Qingxi, and they all sat down.

The Demon Armor Patriarch Xishan Gao arrived just in time.

He looked around and felt that the atmosphere was a little solemn.