Jiang Chen's expression suddenly froze.

As if struck by lightning, his body froze in place, motionless.

Three breaths have passed.

Jiang Chen came back to his senses at this time, his face showed ecstasy, and he looked at Jiang Taixu: "Father, father, are you saying that Tsing Yi is her, she is going to give birth, you didn't lie to me?"

Jiang Tai glanced at him helplessly, and said, "Silly boy, what do you want? Tsing Yi is carrying my grandson in her belly, how can I lie to you?"

"Ha, haha...... I'm going to be a father? Tsing Yi is going to give birth to ......"

Jiang Chen smiled stupidly, and after a while, Fang Cai came back to his senses, grabbed Jiang Taixu's palm suddenly, and said, "Father, let's go back quickly!"

Swish!

Jiang Chen pulled Jiang Taixu, and the father and son returned to their hearts like arrows, and flew quickly towards Zhongzhou.

With Jiang Taixu's cultivation and strength, if he didn't want to move, even Jiang Chen wouldn't want to shake him in the slightest. But at this moment, Jiang Taixu's heart was also extremely looking forward to the birth of his grandson, so he let Jiang Chen drag him and quickly headed towards Zhongzhou.

I thought it would take a few days to reach Zhongzhou.

Under the full speed of the father and son, they returned to Zhongzhou in just half a day.

Within the middle state.

In the Holy Land, the Holy Land Nine Heavens, inside the magnificent temple.

At this moment, the temple is extremely lively, and countless masters of the Holy Land are gathering outside the temple, and the leader of them is the left-behind Gai Shi Ba Zhu Mao. This person is only one meter three tall, and his body is as fat as a mountain of meat, but the aura exuded from his body is extremely strong, like a dragon and a phoenix among people!

Zhang Mao was followed by thousands of masters, each with a look of pride and greed on their faces, looking towards the huge palace in front of him.

Before the palace.

It was hundreds of strong men with bright red blood marks on their bodies, scarred.

These people are all masters of the Holy Land, and at the same time, they are also the cronies of the Holy Lord. The person at the head is Hu Dong, a demigod of the Great Perfection, who is only one step away from the world's overlord.

Hu Dong's face was full of grief and indignation, his eyes widened, he stared at Zhang Mao, and said angrily: "Elder Zhang Mao, the Holy Lord has just fallen, and the bones are not cold, you dare to covet the treasures in the temple. Are you not afraid of retribution?"

Zhang Mao's face was indifferent, and he sneered: "Retribution? Now that the Holy Lords of the Qiankun Continent have all fallen, there is not one hegemon-level powerhouse in ten." If it weren't for this seat guarding the Holy Land, our Holy Land would have been swallowed up by the other three major forces long ago, and the cultivation of this seat would be the best in the Qiankun Continent. This seat is the number one master of the Holy Land, and this temple naturally belongs to this seat!"

"Holy Lord Zhang Mao is right, only under his leadership can our Holy Land stabilize its status as one of the four holy places. ”

"He is a well-deserved Holy Lord, you dare to stop the Holy Lord, this is asking for your own death!"

"Hurry up and get out of the way!"

"Hand over the temple and submit to the Lord, or else you will be committing the following crimes, which is your own death!"

Behind Zhang Mao, a group of strong men spoke one after another.

Zhang Mao had a smug look on his face, raised his chin slightly, and said proudly: "Hu Dong, did you hear it too? If you dare to stop this seat, this is disobeying the will of heaven, and this seat has enough reasons to kill you. But this seat has a good heart, as long as you don't resist and submit to this seat, this seat can not only spare you from death, but also appoint you as an elder of the Holy Land, how about it?"

"Hahaha, the new Holy Lord?Zhang Mao, you are really a wolf with ambition, the Holy Lord, before their bones are cold, you will seek to seize the position of the Holy Lord, and you want to make my Hu Dong surrender to you? Send you two words——"

The mocking look on Hu Dong's face became more and more intense, and he suddenly spat and said coldly, "Don't think!"

"You ......"

Zhang Mao's face suddenly sank.

Ever since he knew that the Four Great Holy Lords and many powerful men had fallen, his hidden ambition was out of control.

thinks that now in the Qiankun Continent, he is facing an enemy.

So......

Zhang Mao proclaimed himself the new Holy Lord.

Many strong people, taken by his strong strength, all took the initiative to surrender.

But Hu Dong dared to disobey his wishes.

This made Zhang Mao feel very dissatisfied, and he was even more annoyed. With a cold snort, his cold eyes became more and more cold, and he said word by word: "This seat has already given you a chance, but you didn't cherish it! Since you have to go against this seat, then, don't blame this seat for being ruthless!"

As soon as the words fell.

Zhang Mao glanced at the two middle-aged men beside him.

The two nodded, with a fierce aura on their faces, and approached Hu Dong and the others.

"Desperately defend the Temple!"

"You rebels and thieves will not end well!"

Hu Dong and the others roared in unison.

Whew!

The two sides suddenly collided together, like two mudslides, frantically rushing towards each other.

Boom Boom!

These are the remaining masters of the Holy Land, and between the fights, they are all with a mighty momentum. The terrifying power made the ninth heaven, the aura stirred, setting off a violent storm of aura, and cracks in the void appeared above the sky.

Criss-crossed, like fishing nets spread in the clouds of the sky, the sky bursts, the aura is disordered, and the void storm is raging.

The whole temple was shaking violently.

Hu Dong and the others resisted desperately, but their cultivation and numbers were completely unadvantageous, and they were soon suppressed.

"Excuse me, kneel down for me!" Zhang Mao suddenly made a move, and when Hu Dong didn't react, he directly slapped him and seriously injured him.

Wow!

Hu Dongkou spurted blood and lay on the ground, trembling all over.

His eyes were full of despair, his blood-stained eyes widened, and he glared at Zhang Mao.

Zhang Mao stomped down with his feet and stomped Hu Dong's knees away, his face was full of coldness: "Hu Dong, this seat will give you one last chance, as long as you surrender to this seat and serve me as the holy lord." How about this seat that can spare you from dying?"

Hu Dong turned a deaf ear and didn't look at Zhang Mao.

Lost both legs.

He kept lying forward on the ground with his hands, blocking the gate of the temple with his seriously injured body, and glared at Zhang Mao with angry eyes: "Zhang Mao, you want to step into the temple unless you step over my corpse." ”

"Toast without eating, eat and drink......"

Zhang Mao shook his head, his face was regretful, but his words were as cold as frost, and the cold killing intent condensed into essence and cold light burst out from his eyes, "Since you are bent on death, then this seat will fulfill you." ”

Swish!

In Zhang Mao's hand, a long sword with a cold light reflected the icy metallic luster, and approached Hu Dong.

Hu Dong closed his eyes in despair, and a tear of despair rolled down: "Holy Lord, your subordinates are useless, and even the temple you left behind cannot be preserved. Holy Lord, I have come to accompany you......"

However......

When the cold long sword in Zhang Mao's hand was about to kill Hu Dong, a cold voice came from the void like thunder: "Damn, dare to disturb the birth of Lao Tzu's precious son, you are looking for death!"

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