On the sword platform, Di Bai is the mainstay, Di Liuguang is supplemented by eight people, nine lifelike real dragon lights and shadows look up to the sky at the same time, and the rich dragon power is permeated, such a spectacular scene makes everyone in the field full of shock.

The Dongtiandi clan is really worthy of the name of the royal family!

Among the nine dragon shadows, Di Liuguang and the others because of the power of the bloodline, although their true dragon light and shadow are also lifelike, they are much inferior to the dragon that Di Bai transformed.

I saw that the light and shadow of the dragon dragon whiskers were flying, not only the mysterious lines engraved on the pale black dragon scales on the body surface were clearly visible, but the pair of brilliant golden dragon eyes gave people an extremely agile feeling, accompanied by the coercion of the power like a prison, the whole dragon shadow seemed to be a real dragon descending.

And although the true dragon light and shadow transformed by Di Liuguang and the others also exuded an extremely strong dragon might, except for the dragon head, the rest of the body parts did not appear so clear.

In this way, the gap between the bloodlines of several people was immediately judged.

But despite this, Dick's shock to everyone is too great. The nine people on the stage, not counting Di Bai, the oldest of the other eight people is not more than twenty, at such an age, with such cultivation, and with such a bloodline, it is enough to shake the entire human race.

"Is this the Di clan, the head of the royal family?"

Looking at the nine young dragons of the Di clan on the stage, although Di Bai Zhuyu was in front, Her Royal Highness Feng Qianyu, the princess of Great Xia, still sighed unconsciously.

She has always had a cold temperament, and her status is respectful, so there are few things that can move her emotions. But since she came to Di's, her state of mind like a peaceful lake has been rippling frequently, and she can't maintain her former peace.

No longer looked at the dragon that Di Bai had turned into on the stage, His Royal Highness Feng Qianyu nodded slightly, and he had a plan in his heart.

And unlike her, except for Elder Taizheng and Zhao Wushen, who still had black faces, and the Sword King still looked jealous, Sanxiu's side looked a little different.

"Grandma, that little brother looks so good"

The cute and delicate little Lori beside Grandma Wu, the Gu King of Southern Xinjiang, excitedly pointed at Di Bai on the stage with her slender white fingers, and her coquettish face was full of love for Di Bai.

Seeing her granddaughter like this, Grandma Wu, who had a look of not approaching and exuding a gloomy and terrifying aura around her, instantly bloomed with a kind smile.

Looking at this loving face, like the grandmother next door, the scattered cultivators around her are all expressions of impossibility, I don't believe it.

But whether they believe it or not, it's true. After a cold snort shocked the gossip around her, Grandma Wu looked down at her granddaughter.

Touching Wu Xue's little face with pity, her terrible voice rang out.

"Yes, my snow and snow are also very beautiful."

"Can Xue Xue take little brother back to the village?"

The little face flushed, and after thinking for a while, Wu Xue looked at Grandma Wu with a yearning expression.

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding Sanxiu, who was actually shocked by Grandma Wu, once again turned their admiration to this cute little Lori.

Little girl, magnificent!

If you want to abduct the young patriarch of the Di clan back, I have to say that your ideas and courage are very commendable.

Just as everyone was looking at Wu Xue with admiration, Grandma Wu's words shocked the audience again, so that these casual cultivators who secretly gave Wu Xue a thumbs up knew what it was to have someone outside the world, and there was a sky outside the sky.

"This is not easy, grandma was the same as Xuexue back then, but unfortunately it failed in the end"

The scattered cultivators whose eyes fell to the ground all looked at Grandma Wu in amazement, and her terrible voice that could stop the child's crying sounded to the scattered cultivators at this moment, like a thunder in the nine heavens, and everyone was scorched.

Grandma Wu actually has such a relationship with Di's, it's shocking news!

Thinking that the famous Di clan actually had such ambiguous lace news with Grandma Sanxiu, all the Sanxiu faces invariably showed a strange ambiguous smile.

"Old witch, you still have such a past, I haven't heard of you."

The blood-haired man had an ambiguous smile on his face, just like all the loose cultivators, but perhaps because of his appearance, his face looked rather obscene.

However, although he looked very obscene, these words also spoke to the hearts of the scattered cultivators, and everyone was very interested in the matter between Grandma Wu and Di's family.

So, first he saluted for a moment towards the blood-haired man, the pioneer of the gossip world, and then everyone's eyes were on Grandma Wu.

When Grandma Wu heard his words, she just glanced at it, and then looked at the other three pairs of loose cultivators with a slightly cold gaze.

It turns out that gossip actually has nothing to do with cultivation, no, among those casual cultivators, the black-faced old man, the middle-aged man with the gun on his back, and the sturdy man are three pairs of casual cultivators.

Looking at the three most conspicuous pairs of loose cultivators who looked like a group of rabbits with ears up, Grandma Wu's gaze completely cooled.

"If you don't live too long, the old body doesn't mind helping you loosen your bones"

With a cold glance, her strong immortal level spirit pressure was like a mountain covering everyone.

As one of the Nine Palaces of Loose Cultivation, Grandma Wu's cultivation is not high, although her spiritual pressure is not as breathless as Di Jing, but feeling that cold aura, most of the casual cultivation is very familiar and looks away.

Secretly sighed that he was bored, and the black-faced old man with a wrong expression looked at the sword platform again. Like them, the middle-aged man with the gun on his back and the sturdy man also had a look of unfinished business.

Among the four scattered cultivators, only the blood-haired man had anger on his face. Originally, with his own identity and cultivation, Grandma Wu would give him a little bit of thin face, but now it seems that the other party obviously has no intention of dealing with him at all.

was so despised by others, but it was the first time for him.

So, he was angry.

With a flip of his hand, a reddish scimitar appeared, and his face was full of hideousness.

casually pushed away the red-haired young man beside him, and the spiritual pressure of the blood-haired man directly locked onto Grandma Wu.

Suddenly, the atmosphere on the side of the casual cultivation became solemn.

And Grandma Wu naturally noticed the movement of the blood-haired man, and with a wave of her hand as if she didn't care, some things that were invisible to the naked eye dissipated directly into the air.

Looking at this anger, the two of them who were indifferent, but didn't know when they would fight, the eyes of all the scattered cultivators gathered.

"Eh, don't fight, it's all your own people."

The black-faced old man was anxious when he saw the two of them like this, and his big hand grabbed towards the two of them with an invisible fluctuation.

In this way, three of the five people all made a move, leaving only the middle-aged man with a gun and the sturdy man who did not make a move, but the unstable spiritual pressure of the latter two gave people a feeling that they were about to join the battle at any time.

And just as this battle was about to start, the Nine Sources Sword Immortal made another move.

I saw a golden sword straight into the place where the aura of several people was intertwined, and then, the oppression caused by the strong spiritual pressure of several people disappeared in an instant.

"Everyone, it's good to give me a face."

The voice of the Jiuyuan Sword Immortal with the sound of gold and iron came.

Hearing this, the blood-haired man frowned, and glanced up in the direction of the Jiuyuan Sword Immortal. Immediately afterward, despite the reluctance on his face, he withdrew his spiritual pressure. And seeing that he withdrew his spiritual pressure, Grandma Wu's expression remained unchanged, but her spiritual pressure was also withdrawn.

At this point, under the words of the Jiuyuan Sword Immortal, the spiritual pressure of the two of them was withdrawn.

And when they saw that the protagonists of the incident had all stopped, the other three naturally didn't interfere more. With the black-faced old man and several people withdrawing from each other, the conflict within this scattered cultivation was also eliminated invisibly.

Seeing that the fight was still unsuccessful in the end, all the scattered cultivators breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, they all turned their admiring eyes to the Jiuyuan Sword Immortal.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being a vein of nine dusts, even if it has not been done for a long time, it is still majestic!

Feeling the gaze of many scattered cultivators, the Jiuyuan Sword Immortal also slowly opened his eyes, although he didn't want to care, but there were some things he had to do.

His metallic eyes lifted slightly, and his gaze fell on Grandma Wu's side.

Looking at the old lady with a plain face who was still discussing with his granddaughter how to abduct Di Bai back to the village, and then thought of Di Bai's expression when he knew about it, his always indifferent face also showed a hint of amusement.

If Di Bai knew that he was being abducted and taken away, his expression must have been very exciting.

Although he has known Di Bai for a short time, for some reason he feels as if he has known each other for a long time, and he also appreciates Di Bai's cheap character incredibly.

Although he almost made a move with Di Jing just now, his impression of Di Bai in his heart was still very good, not only did he not have the slightest bad feeling, but he even had a good impression of him.

Just thinking of Di Bai's bet with his junior brother, the Jiuyuan Sword Immortal sighed slightly.

Turning his head to look at the junior brother with a very ugly face, and then looking at Di Bai on the stage, his face was full of helplessness.

On one side is Di Bai, who has the grace of teaching swords, and on the other hand, there is a junior brother who has the friendship of the same family, which makes him really unable to make a choice when he can only cultivate swords.

Look at each of your creations.

After a long time, the Jiuyuan Sword Immortal, who sighed again, still chose to close his eyes. Since you can't make a choice, leave it to yourselves and to God.

"Hmph"

The junior disciple of the Jiuyuan Sword Immortal had naturally noticed his actions a long time ago, and a cold snort was an expression of his attitude.

Looking at Di Bai with a look of rebelliousness between his eyebrows, the young man said a word silently

"I'll take your embryo"

And at this moment, Di Bai, who was standing on the sword platform and enjoying the cheers of the clansmen, also sensed the other party's provocative move. The sword eyebrows were raised, and his ink-black eyes were shining.

Glaring at the Jiuyuan Sword Immortal Senior Brother, the eyes of the two met in the air, and then there was a sound of gold and iron colliding like two long swords clashing.

"I'll wait"

is also a silent sentence, but it is like *** that completely ignites the fire between the two.