A forty or fifty-year-old slasher, and even triggered the legendary Holy Son of the Eight Forbidden Realms, an imperial soldier with a mysterious origin.

No matter who you are, you can't underestimate it.

Leave a line in everything, and see you in the future!

The major holy places basically recognized Gai Jiuyou's mediation, but only the Wanchu Holy Land and the Shaking Light Holy Land, which had the deepest grievances this time, did not let go.

"I, the Ten Thousand Beginnings Holy Land, also recognize the meaning of the Nine Shadows Quasi-Emperor." One of the great powers who was the master of the Ten Thousand Beginnings Holy Land gritted his teeth and said.

In this way, only the Holy Land of Shaking Light remains!

Qi Shushu's gaze fell on the people in the Shaking Light Holy Land, to be precise, Wang Ke, the king of the mixed yuan who was in charge this time.

This time, the major holy lands led their troops to the Tianxuan Holy Land, and shaking the Holy Land could almost be regarded as a deep feud.

The contemporary holy son, the destruction king Xu Kun, the three powers, all died at the hands of Ming Xiaoyang.

At the last moment, Ming Xiaoyang won the gambling contract, and the Holy Land of Shaking Light wanted to break the agreement and kill the other party with the dragon pattern black gold tripod.

If it weren't for the fact that Ming Xiaoyang also had an Extreme Dao Emperor soldier in his hand, that one would not be careful, and there would be no hope for the Tianxuan Holy Land.

It's just a little bit of a catastrophe!

Wang Ke, the king of the mixed yuan, knew that each other's grievances were deep and not so easy to resolve, but in the face of the pressure of the quasi-emperor, he had no choice.

"The Nine Shadows Quasi-Emperor has spoken, and the Holy Son of Tianxuan is even more hidden, the old man naturally does not dare to disobey!" Halfway through his words, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Wang Ke's mouth, "I hope that five hundred years later, the Holy Son of Tianxuan, no, it should be the Holy Lord of Tianxuan, can restore the vitality of the Tianxuan Holy Land." ”

"Heavenly Xuan Holy Lord?" Hearing Wang Ke's words, Ming Xiaoyang looked around, "Where is the Heavenly Xuan Holy Lord here?" ”

"It seems that everyone who has been the Holy Lord of Tianxuan has already entered the coffin, right?"

In the end, Ming Xiaoyang rolled his eyes at Wang Ke and mocked the other party's stupidity.

"Giggle." The Shaking Light Holy Maiden who was killed by Ming Xiaoyang and the future Taoist couple is a beautiful woman who combines purity and charm, and the country is beautiful and fragrant. ”

"This time, you turned the tide and kept the foundation of the Tianxuan Holy Land for hundreds of thousands of years, and even took out an Extreme Dao Emperor Soldier to suppress the essence of the Tianxuan Holy Land. Let me ask, in the current Tianxuan Holy Land, who else is qualified to compete with you for the position of Holy Lord? ”

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Speaking of the four words of the Extreme Dao Emperor Soldier, the Shaking Light Holy Maiden deliberately accentuated her tone and spread throughout the square.

That's right!

Hearing this, many people have strong questions in their hearts.

Tianxuan Holy Land itself does not have Extreme Dao Emperor soldiers, where did Ming Xiaoyang's Extreme Dao Emperor soldiers get it from?

If he could be more generous and take out the Extreme Dao Emperor soldiers, the Tianxuan Holy Land might not fail!

Invisibly, the rest of the Tianxuan Holy Land, which was still full of gratitude to Ming Xiaoyang just now, cast his gaze into his gaze, which became extremely complicated.

Individual people who are anxious, if they don't care about the wrong occasion, can't wait to scold immediately.

"The Lord's Throne?" Ming Xiaoyang said leisurely, "I haven't been interested in this for the time being, it's not too late to wait until five hundred years later to sit on this throne!" ”

"Anyway, it's not been a few days since this Holy Son became the Holy Son of Tianxuan of this generation, and the Holy Sons and Holy Maidens of the major holy lands have been replaced once every five hundred years, and they have to wait for five hundred years more, just to keep filial piety for those old guys!"

"Hehehe." The Purple Mansion Holy Daughter of this generation of the Purple Mansion Holy Land, who was killed by Ming Xiaoyang, was surrounded by purple mist, fluttering like a fairy among the gods, and her moist lips opened lightly, "Unexpectedly, Tianxuan Holy Son is still a good child who is filial?" ”

"Of course." Ming Xiaoyang didn't seem to hear the mockery in the tone of the Purple Mansion Holy Maiden at all, "If you are not filial enough, this Holy Son can turn around and leave now." ”

"Everyone, please!"

After speaking, Ming Xiaoyang simply stretched out a hand and made a gesture of invitation to the major holy places.

"Little sister farewell." The contemporary Yaochi Holy Maiden looked at Ming Xiaoyang thoughtfully, greeted her cordially, and turned around to ride the auspicious clouds.

The mighty soldiers and horses of the Yaochi Holy Land followed behind their own holy daughter and left in a puff of smoke.

Although he failed to obtain the collection accumulated by the Tianxuan Holy Land for countless years, it was not a good thing to be able to force out the true ability of the Tianxuan Holy Son Ming Xiaoyang and find out the bottom line.

The major holy places said goodbye and left one after another, and the momentum came, but they left with a bit of grayness.

Not long after, what remained in the dilapidated square of the Tianxuan Holy Land was the only one left who was the closest to the Nine Shades Quasi-Emperor in the world - Gai Jiu You!

"Thank you seniors for your help this time." Sending away the people in the major holy lands, Ming Xiaoyang pulled his war halberd out of the soil with his backhand, thanked Gai Jiuyou, and wiped the cold sweat oozing from his forehead with one hand.

"If it weren't for the seniors' action, I'm afraid the juniors would really have to fight with these people this time!"

"Hehehe." Gai Jiuyou laughed, and the stirring laughter echoed in the dilapidated Tianxuan Holy Land, "Little brother is serious. ”

"The old man is just at the right time, and he is happy to see the hunting!"

"Favor is grace, and the younger generation is not a person who does not know the height of the sky." Ming Xiaoyang gestured to Gai Jiuyou, "Please also ask the seniors to stay in this Tianxuan Holy Land for a few more days, and let the juniors enjoy the friendship of the landlord!" ”

"Then thanks to the little brother's hospitality." Gai Jiuyou agreed.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Ming Xiaoyang shouted to the side of the main hall, "Why don't you hurry up and prepare the best immortal banquet to entertain the Nine Shadows Quasi-Emperor!" ”

"Yes, Son." Hearing Ming Xiaoyang's shout, the remnants of the Tianxuan Holy Land finally woke up from the shock.

Fortunately, after the catastrophe of Tianxuan Holy Land, he had a stomach full of questions and wanted to ask Ming Xiaoyang, but he knew that it was not the right time.

Several clever disciples hurriedly ran towards the treasury, took out the precious ingredients that had been hidden for many years, and entertained Gai Jiuyou.

Ming Xiaoyang stayed in the dilapidated square of the Tianxuan Holy Land, a pair of crystal sharp eyes blinking, looking around at the shattered land of the dragon.

The Tianxuan Holy Land Station, surrounded by mountains, is like a dragon, containing an indescribable mountain aura.

But in this battle, the formation barrier was destroyed, and most of the mountain landforms were destroyed, leaving only a ruin.

In Ming Xiaoyang's spiritual eyes, wisps of pure aura continued to overflow.

If it is said that the original Tianxuan Holy Land was a land of dragons, then the current Tianxuan Holy Land is a land of trapped dragons.

Once the aura of the mountain range is completely discharged, there will be no hope and future for the entire Tianxuan Holy Land!

Fortunately, this is not difficult for a Source Heavenly Master!

Rumble!

The stone recorded in the Book of Yuan Tian turned into a golden hand, and Ming Xiaoyang's empty left hand turned into red gold, condensing the vast aura.

Whew!

In the distance, a dilapidated mountain range was reorganized into a divine dragon, and the pure dragon veins were hidden inside, guarding the area where the Tianxuan Holy Land was located.

Yuan Tianshi, change the heavens and the earth, reverse the geography, just waiting for leisure!