The flower hall of Shuiyue Xiaozhu is full of holy sons of various sects and families, and they are proud of the sky for a while, and after they were officially positioned as holy sons by the sect, they also began to appear in front of everyone.

In fact, before they were designated as the Holy Son, they had already walked on the various continents of the God Realm, but at that time, they only appeared as ordinary disciples in the sect, and now they can finally exhale and raise their eyebrows.

These young talents walked in various places in the Divine Realm, and naturally paid more attention to some major events that happened in the Divine Realm, so Wang Ping's affairs could not be hidden from them.

Almost everyone knew that this mysterious young man was a rare body of ice and fire for a thousand years, and almost everyone did not have any expression fluctuations when they looked at him.

They all know that the ice and fire body is a death catastrophe when the Tai Chi changes, and the heavens do not allow the ice and fire bodies to exist, and they have long been cut off, and it is impossible to get through the Tai Chi change.

Wang Ping, who still belongs to them in the future, is at most stop at Tai Chi Change, for them, it does not pose any threat, and these holy sons want to weigh how powerful the ice and fire body is.

However, in a place like Shuiyue Xiaozhu, there is absolutely no bloodshed to happen, and they all understand this, and in front of a beauty like Gu Miaoyun, they naturally have to maintain a gentlemanly demeanor.

Wang Ping stretched out his hand, shook hands with the Holy Son of Dreams, and smiled indifferently: "It's just a fluke, I have always been kind to others, but some people always force me to work hard, and I can't help it." ”

"There's no way, there's no way, you can't behead the Holy Son of our Yin Yang Sect, and even the disciples of the Ten Elders are also killed, is this also what we forced you to do?"

As he spoke, a young man walked in, with a halo of yin and yang flashing behind his head, setting him off like a god, but his face was gloomy.

This person is the hidden saint son of the Yin Yang Sect, who has already broken through the realm of Jindan back then, shattered the pill into a baby, and became the first master of the younger generation to reach the realm of the sage.

It is precisely because his physique is more pure than that of the Holy Son, so he has been secretly cultivated, and the cultivators above the Jindan realm on the nameless desert island cannot enter at all, which will let the Holy Son lead the team in the past, but he was unexpectedly sacrificed and refined into a puppet by Wang Ping.

When he first came out, the sect master of the Yin-Yang Sect was angry, and he actually lost a Holy Son, which he couldn't tolerate, in fact, not only the Yin-Yang Sect, but other sects also had Holy Sons lost in it, after all, there were too many people lost on the nameless desert island.

At the beginning, the Yin-Yang Sect did not intend to retaliate, because the people who were able to land on the island were all young talents from various sects, who did not have a strong backstage?

But then I heard that Wang Ping was just a casual cultivator, although he followed the moody power of the gourd monk, but there didn't seem to be any relationship between the two, so I moved my mind.

"Cao Ruisheng, see what kind of place this is before talking."

Gu Miaoyun's face sank, not giving face to this person who was the first person of the young generation, although the voice was still very charming, but there was a kind of irresistible majesty.

"Hehe, this should be Cao Ruisheng, the Yin Yang Sect's hidden saint son who has just been corrected, right? You should thank me, if I hadn't slaughtered those wastes, you wouldn't have been corrected so quickly and become a representative of the Yin-Yang Sect. ”

Wang Ping was absolutely deliberate, and Cao Ruisheng was furious when he said it, but he really didn't dare to use force in a place like Shuiyue Xiaozhu, so he had to flick his sleeves with a blue face, and walked to the side and sat down.

"You are all a handsome man, I hope you can turn the war into a jade silk, to be born together in this world is a kind of fate, if you want to be supreme, longevity, in the end, how many old people are left?"

Gu Miaoyun's words aroused everyone's sighs, it is true, not to mention the supreme, even the elders of the various sects are at most three thousand years old, and one or two thousand years old.

These people are destined to embark on the road of the supreme emperor, all the way to the battle, it is difficult to say how many people can survive in the end, born in such a big world, it is their luck and misfortune.

"Gu Immortal, we are all holy sons of various sects, I don't want there to be a waste person in the place where we stay, I hope the fairy can invite him out."

Soon someone targeted Wang Ping, although he succeeded in the catastrophe, but on the surface, it seemed that he was just the peak of foundation building, and he had not yet reached the realm of Xuanzhao, and these people were either in the Yuan Infant Stage or the peak of Jindan, and they were just a kick away from the Yuan Infant Realm, so they naturally couldn't get used to seeing Wang Ping beside him.

Especially looking at the expressions of Wang Ping and Gu Miaoyun, the relationship between the two seems to be not bad, and it makes these holy sons taste it, which point is not as good as Wang Ping, to put it bluntly, the ice and fire body is just a waste body in the god realm, because it is nothing more than Tai Chi to say anything is nonsense.

Wang Ping glanced at this person, it was Zhan Yunxiao, the holy son of the war clan, he had already said in the introduction just now, he was the descendant of a huge ancient family in the Eastern Continent, born with a battle body, it can be said that he is a battle maniac, and the younger generation of the Eastern Continent is not resistant, and even some old-timers are not his opponents.

"It's true that I'm a waste, but I was invited by the Gu Fairy, and you are here, what qualifications do you have to invite me out?"

Wang Ping's eyes are like torches, and he has long seen through his cultivation, in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, he is at the same level as Lan Lan, but in terms of combat power, Zhan Yunxiao may be stronger, because the Zhan Clan is famous for fighting.

However, Wang Ping is not afraid, he doesn't dare to make a move here, even if he does, Wang Ping is confident that he will defeat him, because he has fighting tactics and can instantly increase his combat power by ten times, which is equivalent to an ice and fire body beating him, and it is strange not to beat him into a pig's head.

Gu Miaoyun frowned slightly, she didn't expect the Holy Son of the War Clan to be so uncultivated, no one in Shuiyue Xiaozhu dared not to give face, and saying such things in front of her was obviously a provocation.

"How so?"

"It's not true!"

All the holy sons were stunned, they didn't expect Wang Ping to be invited by Gu Miaoyun, this is incredible, although I have heard some of Wang Ping's deeds recently, but no one takes him to heart, even Cao Ruisheng, the holy son of the Yin Yang Sect, does not take Wang Ping to heart.

In his opinion, although Wang Ping was able to kill both the Holy Son and the alternate Holy Son, he was not as good as himself, especially after seeing that Wang Ping was only a cultivator in the Foundation Building Realm.

However, he was not careless, just now it was like testing Wang Ping, but because of Gu Miaoyun's face, he endured it, he knew the strength of the Holy Son, and he also had the Yin Yang Sect's secret treasure Yin Yang Banner on his body, Wang Ping was able to cut him off, which is enough to explain the problem.