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A voice of surprise came from somewhere in the city wall, and I saw a middle-aged man in purple walking up, with a majesty that was not angry and arrogant.

And this person is Mo Ling's father, Mo Zhantian.

His face was slightly bitter and he stared at the 6th peak.

He didn't expect that the young man at the beginning would still come to the ten-year appointment.

"Boy 6 Feng, I have met Uncle Mo, and this time I have come to make a commitment to the ten-year appointment. ”

Looking at Mo Zhantian, 6 Feng respectfully performed the etiquette of a junior.

Feeling the scattered majestic holy power in Zimo Zhantian's body, 6 Feng knew that he had reached the lower holy realm, but his jet-black head had a few whites.

"If there are no changes in the ten-year covenant, it doesn't matter with your current strength, but now you really shouldn't come....."

When he was in Gu Da 6, although he knew that Mo Ling had awakened the royal bloodline, he only thought that he had the qualifications to become holy, as long as 6 peaks worked hard, there was not much of a problem.

However, he didn't expect that Mo Ling would become the holy princess of the dynasty, and even his own father could not decide the fate of his daughter.

Hearing this, 6 Feng frowned slightly, and said, "Could it be that Uncle Mo wants to stop me 6 Feng, or is there something wrong with Ling'er?"

"No, my father, naturally wants to see his daughter happy, but you also know that now Ling'er is a holy princess, and the saints of the dynasty are not so easy to deal with, they will not watch the bloodline of the Holy Ancestor being touched by others. ”

Mo Zhantian said with a wry smile.

In fact, his sanctification was also stained with the light of the ink spirit.

6 Feng nodded and was silent.

"Although it has only been a few years since you stepped into the quasi-saint, it is also extremely extraordinary, but compared to the really top young generation of the He Dynasty, it is still too far behind. ”

The white on his head was naturally born out of worrying about the ink spirit, and even he, a father, couldn't bear to miss him in the past few years.

How could 6 Feng not hear these words.

Mo Ling is such an excellent woman, and the lady of the heavens who can fuse with the body of the Holy Ancestor, will inevitably attract the favor of many Tianjiao of the Purple Ice Dynasty, and will not let an outsider come here to get involved.

"But so what?"

6 Feng smiled faintly, he has come through so many difficulties, can he still be afraid of some of the so-called Tianjiao of the Purple Ice Dynasty.

"You kid, don't think that you can ignore those Tianjiao with a little achievement after stepping into the quasi-saint, their strength is not something you can imagine. ”

Mo Zhantian said abruptly, he regarded 6 Feng as a hairy boy who didn't care about the world, and he didn't know the bloody storms and waves that the latter had set off in the Sea of Death.

"Uncle Mo, Brother 6 Feng's strength is not something you can imagine, just those so-called Tianjiao have one to beat one, this time we are here to rob my sister-in-law to go back. ”

Lan Xinyue was a little dissatisfied with Mo Zhantian's words, and pouted her cute little mouth.

You must know that there have been five lower saint realms who died in the hands of 6 peaks alone, what a dazzling record.

"Uncle Mo, you don't know what happened to the kid over the years, as long as Ling'er is unwilling, then my 6 peaks will not let her suffer any grievances, since those Tianjiao of the Purple Ice Dynasty are very strong, let me 6 peaks clear the obstacles here." ”

The moment the words fell, a strong wind suddenly swept by, blowing the 6 peaks and the green shirt swinging.

Looking at this 6 peaks standing proudly between heaven and earth, extremely confident, Mo Zhantian was silent for a long time.

This temperament is not comparable to any imperial pride.

But.

He was just a quasi-saint, and he was faced with those who had reached the holy realm and those old antiques that were pedantic.

They didn't care if Mo Ling was willing or not.

"You are the person who is the 6 peaks, trying to marry the holy princess, I thought it was a big man, but it turned out to be just a little quasi-saint like ants. ”

However, at this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from a distance, and immediately dozens of young figures with extraordinary aura were seen stepping into the air.

Walking in the forefront was a man wearing amethyst-like battle armor, but the fierce momentum of his body did not restrain at all, and he pressed over like a mountain and a sea, and it turned out to be a powerhouse of the lower holy realm.

"Tianfu Prefecture 6 peaks. ”

6 Feng said calmly.

Even the saint has been beheaded, and it is just a big joke to try to make him feel afraid of this mere coercion.

And when he noticed the indifference of 6 peaks, the young man was also slightly surprised.

You must know that he is not the kind of genius who is bred in captivity, he has killed many strong people of the Mu Xing Dynasty in the imperial war in the past few decades, and he has a strong smell of blood.

"It's really that 6 peaks are here, and the holy princess is talking about this kind of character, and it's too self-conscious. ”

"The Quasi-Saint Three Realms have not yet been reached, although it looks good, but Tianfu Prefecture is just a weak land, and the strength of my Purple Ice Dynasty is not something he can imagine, it is just from taking humiliation. ”

.....

These dozens of people looked at 6 peaks, and their arrogant faces were full of disdain.

Youruo's brows furrowed slightly, but with her identity as a saint, it was not good to say anything in front of this group of juniors.

However, Lan Xinyue, who was a little impatient, couldn't help it, pointed at them and shouted, "What are you talking about, Brother 6 Feng can crush you with one finger." ”

"Oh, what a little girl. ”

A young man in ice clothes looked at Lan Xinyue lightly and made a joking voice.

Lan Xinyue was furious, and she rolled up her sleeves to teach them a lesson.

6 Feng snorted and said, "Xinyue, the purpose of our coming here is not to do something with this group of clowns who jump off the beam. ”

"Heh, 6 Peaks, I advise you, the Holy Princess is not something you can touch, she belongs to our Purple Ice Dynasty, you had better be honest with this ceremony, otherwise I can't guarantee if there is any trouble." ”

Powerful holy power burst out from the purple-clothed man's body, forming an amethyst giant beast, and he threatened the 6th peak.

Rumble!

A holy light blasted out, and Mo Zhantian came to the front of the 6th peak and blasted it with his backhand.

"Zichen, 6 Peaks is here to participate in the Holy Princess Ceremony in the Imperial Dynasty, what are you doing!"

Mo Zhantian shouted, not giving face to this group of so-called Tianjiao.

Zichen withdrew his holy power and bent over: "Uncle Mo, I just want to tell this son that the holy princess is not something that a quasi-saint like him can covet, after all, the holy princess can only choose a husband in the imperial dynasty." ”

Although Mo Zhantian is also a lower Saint Realm, he is Mo Ling's father after all.

To offend him is to offend a future half-step ancient saint.

"That has nothing to do with you, Zichen, you'd better put away your arrogance, Ling'er is still the daughter of this saint, and it's not up to you to decide who you like. ”

He was also angry at Zichen's arrogance.

In any case, although the strength of 6 peaks is weak, he still prefers this young man who dares to come to the appointment.

"Huh. ”

6 Feng smiled.

In front of him, those obstacles were not this group of Tianjiao at all, but the group of old stubborns of the Purple Ice Dynasty.

"Are you laughing at me Zichen?"

Hearing 6 Feng's laughter, Zichen was a little displeased.

"Yes, I'm laughing at you for being a mere lower-rank saint realm, and I also have the courage to jump around in front of my 6 peaks. ”

(End of chapter)