Ling Zihan watched in disbelief as his punch that could shatter millions of miles of mountains and rivers was easily blocked, and he didn't even set off any turmoil!

And in the next moment, he also felt an overwhelming force coming from his hand, knocking him back, and even his internal organs trembled a little, and he suffered some minor injuries.

"You are one, not my opponent, let's go together."

Joan of Arc spoke slowly.

The people of the Nine Heavens Continent present felt very strange, obviously the other party's words were very arrogant, but the tone was very flat, as if stating the simplest facts, and for some reason, they were not angry.

"Meow, boy, you can't do it!"

Qiuqiu jumped onto Ling Zihan's shoulder and laughed, but his gaze at Joan of Arc was very solemn.

It was the first time it had seen someone who could be like the boss, but it had the same feeling as Ling Zihan, and the girl in front of her was crucially different from the boss's characteristics.

It looked at the book, and it felt that the other person's behavior was just like a word, but it should have something to do with the book, or a special kind of magic itself.

The secret method of the divine operator lineage that the boss first cultivated, one of which is similar to the method of words, it can be said that this special method exists, but the cultivation requirements are more demanding.

Like the boss, he used that secret method at that time, and it was still completed with peerless luck.

Of course, the boss seems to be doing whatever he wants in this regard now.

"This female benefactor, the little monk also came to give it a try, don't blame it."

Hui Ming also stepped into the field, he was still a little short of the earth fairy land at this time, but he was indeed the strongest in the field.

The monks should not have been involved in this kind of thing, but the abbot master asked him to help the Jiuxiao Continent more on this trip, and since he promised the master, there are still some things to do.

"Oh, it's really a group battle, no matter how powerful the saint is, she can't stop the three, right?"

"What do you say? Three to one is already embarrassing enough, even if you win. ”

"Didn't you hear what the archbishop said just now, their holy daughter is an eleventh-order divine magician, and she is so much higher in itself, it is only fair to fight a few more."

“……”

At this time, the onlookers were already in a riot, but they didn't expect that they would really want to fight a few times, and the news on the fairy network exploded.

Zhao Yueying, who was engaged in live broadcasting, the live broadcast room was full at this time, but fortunately, Doudou's server was powerful, and it was not stuck at all when she opened N branch lines.

She originally wanted to take the opportunity to take some images of the other party's saintess and keep them for a later life, but who would have thought that she would encounter such a big event during the live broadcast?

"East-West exchanges, fierce collisions of young talents!"

The name of such a live broadcast room is very eye-catching, and it is soft to receive cards and gifts!

At this time, Joan of Arc looked at Ling Moxue and the girls again, and said, "Aren't you coming together?" ”

For some reason, the girls seemed to see a taste of provocation in Joan of Arc's eyes.

Originally, Ling Moxue and the others were just here to complete the task, and they didn't want to fight for the extra battles, and they fought fiercely, which would be what a man like Ling Zihan would like to do.

But being declared war like this again by Joan of Arc in front of the public, if it should not be, it seems that the nine heavens are cowardly.

Joan of Arc has just proved its weird strength, and if they are still hypocritical and send them one by one, they will only be scolded for being stupid.

Of course, there is a possibility of losing together, but it is the right decision from a strategic point of view.

Several people looked at each other, and finally stepped into the field.

Liu Hongfeng was naturally very unhappy at this time, because since the appearance of this Western Continent Holy Maiden, the income of her appearance system has decreased a lot, and she was obviously divided by the other party.

Ye Pianjiao looks at these relatively lightly, how beautiful Joan of Arc is, what does it have to do with her, just don't provoke your little junior brother.

Ling Moxue was halfway through, and suddenly said to Joan of Arc: "Anyway, this sister, why do you speak Donglu so well?" ”

As soon as Ling Moxue's words came out, the people around her were also a little puzzled, because Joan of Arc's Donglu language was too standard, and the people who appeared before spoke in strange tones, but Joan of Arc seemed to be a native of Jiuxiao.

Even before he even spoke at any time, he used Donglu language, and it was very archaic, so he was a cultural person in Donglu.

Bishop Spencer also felt a little puzzled when he heard this, he didn't know why the Holy Maiden's Donglu language was so fluent, and he also knew that the original Great Prophecy was pronounced in Donglu language, and it also worked?

Or has the Holy Maiden understood the essence of the Great Prophecy?

"I learned it when I was talking to an old friend."

Joan of Arc smiled and replied, as if remembering some good old days.

And Ling Moxue found that she had received a batch of attribute points at this time, but after listening to Joan of Arc's words, she didn't know that she felt a little unhappy inexplicably.

"Brother Qiu, it seems to be very fun, I want to come too."

Outside the field, Long Aotian shouted loudly.

Qiuqiu's small claws support his forehead, of course it can't let Long Aotian play, Long Aotian's origin is relatively secret, the boss doesn't want people to explore too much, and for Long Aotian, the existence of Hongmeng purple qi condensed into a body, there is no way to measure bone age or anything.

Although in terms of mental age, Qiuqiu believes that Long Aotian is definitely less than 30 years old and meets the requirements.

"Be obedient, or the boss will probably beat you up when you go back."

Qiuqiu said, it didn't want to take Long Aotian out, but after thinking about it, he didn't worry about Long Aotian staying with the boss, what if Long Aotian broke down the god seal when the boss was in retreat?

Joan of Arc looked at the few people who were waiting on the other side, showed a peerless smile, and said, "I heard that there is an existence in your Nine Heavens Continent that is known as the first day of pride, why didn't he come today?" ”

Ling Zihan and Huiming's spirits were in a trance for a moment, but they urged the exercises to sober themselves up.

"Meow, my boss isn't interested in this kind of kid's extravaganza."

Qiuqiu said casually.

"Qiuqiu, you brought us in."

Ling Moxue patted Qiuqiu's head and said, dissatisfied with Qiuqiu's saying that this was a grand event for "children to play", although she also felt that this kind of "exchange meeting" was not interesting.

It's nothing more than the East and the West putting on a show for each other's sake of decency.

"Oh, Zhang Xuansheng, does he still like to raise cats?"

Unexpectedly, after listening to Qiuqiu's words, Joan of Arc's eyes lit up and asked.

The people in the field all smelled a trace of unusual smell from it.

…………

At the same time, Zhang Xuansheng withdrew from Jiuxiao OL and stretched his waist, this boring retreat life is really boring.

"Brother Xuansheng, the East-West Exchange Meeting is not over yet, do you want to go and have a look?"

Doudou's figure appeared and smiled.

Zhang Xuansheng yawned and said, "Don't go, it's boring, boring." ”