Chapter 64: A New Lord

After reprimanding his disciples, Ming Xiaoyang's body flashed with brilliance, and the purple gold crown and dragon pattern brocade robe that symbolized the identity of the Holy Lord of Tianxuan fell off.

His extremely sharp gaze looked around the people in front of him, and when he made contact with his eyes, from Wei Yi Li Ming to ordinary disciples, they were all terrified.

At this moment, Wei Yi, who had touched the ninth layer of the Dao Slashing King and could be called a half-saint, only felt that what he was facing was a fierce beast from the primeval wilderness.

With a single move, this beast could tear them all to shreds!

It's as easy as eating and drinking!

Feeling the momentum released from Ziming Xiaoyang's body, Wei Yi's heart was full of doubts: how far has his cultivation become!

"From now on, Qing'er." Ming Xiaoyang took off the Holy Lord symbol and said casually, "You are the new Holy Lord of Tianxuan Holy Land!" ”

"Master!" Hearing that his mentor was going to pass on the position of the Holy Lord to himself, Wang Yueqing was shocked, "What are you doing here?" ”

Syllable!

No one looked at how Qingming Xiaoyang moved, but he appeared in front of Wang Yueqing in a flash, and slapped her on the shoulder with a casual slap.

"What for? The old man has been holding this Tianxuan Holy Land for a thousand years, and he is worthy of anyone, and it is almost time to replace him. ”

Old man?

Hearing Ming Xiaoyang's self-proclaimedness, and then paying attention to Ming Xiaoyang's handsome face, the corners of Wang Yueqing's mouth couldn't help twitching.

Master, is it really appropriate to look at you like this, calling yourself an old man?

"Little girl." Ming Xiaoyang leaned in front of the apprentice and said seriously, "Are you thinking that such old-fashioned words are not suitable to come out of the mouth of me, who likes to pretend to be tender!" ”

"The disciple doesn't dare." was poked by Ming Xiaoyang, Wang Yueqing was startled and hurriedly denied it.

Ming Xiaoyang said disappreliantly: "Whatever you think, anyway, this position belongs to you!" ”

"Alas!" As he spoke, Ming Xiaoyang sighed heavily, "Nesting in the Tianxuan Holy Land for a thousand years, you can't do anything." ”

"These kinds of days are really not boring. Now that I'm finally out there, I can do some of the things I love. ”

Crash!

Before the words fell, everyone in Tianxuan Holy Land only felt a flower in front of them, and they no longer saw Ming Xiaoyang's figure.

With the ability of everyone, they didn't realize how Ming Xiaoyang left!

Gone?

Wei Yi was stunned, and bitterness surged in his heart.

Once upon a time, he, like his senior brother, believed that Ming Xiaoyang was a traitor who betrayed the Tianxuan Holy Land!

The reason why he has been staying in the Tianxuan Holy Land is more because the Tianxuan Holy Land needs him.

But now, seeing Ming Xiaoyang leave and abandon his identity as the master of the Tianxuan Holy Land, he found that he was not as happy as he imagined.

In the final analysis, the other party is his fellow disciple after all, the master of Zhongxing who supported him when the Tianxuan Holy Land was in danger!

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Holy City!

This is a pure land, outside the holy city, a radius of one hundred and fifty miles is verdant, and you can't feel the change of seasons.

Although it is late autumn, it is verdant here, there is no chill, like spring, the warm breeze blows, the grass and trees are abundant, and the spiritual spring is bubbling.

The aura is incomparably rich, many times higher than in other places. The ancient trees are towering to the sky, up to hundreds of meters, like a hill, the branches stretch out to the sky, and the ancient vines are one by one, like a dragon climbing all over the cliff.

The ancient city is extremely majestic, and the city walls are like a dragon lying horizontally, endlessly, as if it is cast from copper water, shining with the luster of metal.

The magnificent city gate tower, up to 100 meters, magnificent, extremely magnificent, looking from afar, the huge ancient city brings people a sense of suffocating oppression.

Since ancient times, there have been many legends about the Holy City, and if you look at various classics, you will be surprised to find that it is really too old.

It is impossible to trace the exact date of its origins, but the city has not been relocated since written records, and it is unknown how many years it has existed.

The City of God, also its name, is said to have been suspended in the air for endless years, and only sank to the earth in the ancient era.

This ancient city, many times larger than the capital of a big country, is so majestic and magnificent that if you don't fly, you can walk like a mortal, and you have to walk through the city.

The city is very prosperous, the palace is numerous, the ancient street is wide, the gambling stone workshop, the immortal building, the Fengyue Palace, the Holy Lord Que, the Demon King Pavilion, everything is available, extremely luxurious, mortals and monks are mixed.

In the city, people come and go, half of them are monks, and in such a place, everyone does not dare to be reckless, maybe they will accidentally knock down a descendant of an ancient family.

If you are a little more unlucky, you may directly step on the feet of a Supreme Elder in the Holy Land, and these are not impossible, because there are many such people in the Holy City.

Myoki-an!

Thousands of years have passed in a flash, and Lin Yunling, the former descendant of the Miaoyu Temple, who was once sought after by countless people in the Holy City, is already an unattainable myth for the people of the Holy City.

The absurd things that Ming Xiaoyang did in this holy city in the past still make many people talk about it.

Blatantly ate and slept with Lin Yunling, the heir of the Wonderful Desire Nunnery with a bad reputation, and was chased and killed by the angry Tianxuan Holy Maiden Xia Yi in the Holy City.

Obtained the Yuantian Book inherited by the Yuantian Master, regardless of the tacit understanding of the major holy lands, he ran to the Purple Mansion Holy Land, shook the light holy land, and gambled on the stone square of the Yaochi Holy Land, and almost won the Yaochi Holy Maiden. So much so that as soon as he left the Holy City, he was intercepted and killed by countless masked figures!

In the center of the holy city, a guqin plays a beautiful melody, attracting a flock of birds and flowers to bloom.

If it weren't for the last moment, he took off the mask on his face and revealed his true identity, and it is estimated that he would be able to deceive a few daughters from the ancient family.

Tear and pull!

Quietly, Ming Xiaoyang tore through the void where the Holy City was located, and re-entered the center of the Eastern Wilderness Northern Region.

The whole person suddenly appeared on the bustling, cloud-like, sweaty street, almost like a drop of water that melted into the ocean.

In front of him, there was an elder from the Wind Clan, and on the left was the Supreme Elder of the Nine Heavens Holy Land, but no one noticed his existence.

It seems that Ming Xiaoyang was already here, following the crowd and strolling around!

His eyes wandered, and Ming Xiaoyang mingled in the crowd, and the breath around his body did not leak a bit.

After a while, it was never found again.

No one knew that this Heavenly Xuan Holy Lord, who was regarded as a legend and a living myth by countless people, came to the Holy City again silently.

"Jade Snake Orchid! The best jade snake orchid! ”

"Fresh source mine, hurry up if you want it!"

"The rouge blended by the hundred-year-old hibiscus, is there a girl who likes it!"

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Ming Xiaoyang mingled in the crowd, and did not modify his face with the Dafa of changing the heavens and the earth recorded in the Book of Heaven.

Everywhere he could, no matter what the person, he did not recognize.

All the way to a street in the southeast corner of the holy city, spacious enough to accommodate hundreds of people walking without crowding on both sides of the street, countless vendors kept selling.