Just when everyone was speculating about the origin of the person who made the voice just now, they saw that in the gloomy void where the storm was still falling, a golden figure loomed.

It was a young man in a golden robe, his figure fluttering, slowly falling downward.

At this time, Zhuge Qingfeng, the eighth elder of the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land, had already raised his head slightly, looked at the golden figure, and followed, only to hear him slowly spit out the person's name: "Leng Xi!" He's here! ”

……

"Him! It's him! ”

"Him!"

"Actually...... It turned out to be him! It's him! Oh, my God! ”

And as the golden figure got closer and closer to the Sand City below, countless people recognized that person, and couldn't help but be surprised in their hearts, and immediately let out a surprise shout.

They really didn't expect that one would also come to participate in the competition held by the city lord of Sand City, which was simply too unexpected.

In recent days, many people have climbed the mountain of the Eighth Elder Zhuge Qingfeng, but this one has no need to rely on Zhuge Qingfeng at all!

"Leng Xi! It's him! Holy Son of the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land, Leng Xi! ”

And just when someone shouted this sentence, many people who had never seen the young man in gold before immediately changed their faces one after another, revealing their faces in disbelief.

"Cold ...... Leng Xi? This...... How is this possible! How could it be! The Holy Son of the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land, how could he participate in this martial arts contest to recruit relatives! Did you recognize the wrong person? It must be the wrong person! ”

"Nope! It's impossible to admit mistakes! It's him! It's him Leng Xi who is not wrong! Leng Xi, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land, how could he misrecognize him! ”

……

"Cold ...... Leng Xi ...... "At this time, even the young man of the Heavenly Beast Clan, who was full of rampant men who had stood proudly in the ring before, also changed his face greatly.

Although he thought that he was unparalleled in talent, he didn't dare to compare with the Holy Son of such a behemoth as the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land!

Looking at the young man in the golden robe who was getting closer and closer below, his sturdy and burly body trembled slightly.

And the eyes of the Eighth Elder Zhuge Qingfeng were still staring at the young golden figure, and then he secretly spoke, saying:

"I've heard people say before that this kid prefers *** people, but he didn't expect that he would participate in the competition in such a high-profile and open manner!

As the Holy Son of my Heavenly Desolate Holy Land, even if you participate in the competition to recruit relatives, you can keep a low profile and change your appearance to participate! ”

"He is the Holy Son of the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land of this generation, Leng Xi?" In the crowd, the old man looked at the golden figure falling in the void, and also secretly spoke.

……

Far away from the martial arts ring, there is the tallest and most beautiful high-rise building in the city, called Mochizuki Tower.

There are a total of seven floors in Mochizuki Tower, and it is rumored that as long as you come to the seventh floor, you can see the whole panoramic view of the entire Sand Castle.

At this moment, there was a red shadow, in the wing room on the seventh floor of the Moon Tower, looking at the golden figure that slowly descended from the sky.

This is a young woman in a red dress, dignified and beautiful, with snow-like skin and extremely beautiful appearance! It should be said that it is sweet!

She is the protagonist of this martial arts competition, the third daughter of the city lord of Sand City, Nie Ying!

And at this moment, I only heard a panicked figure, and suddenly came from behind her: "Miss, Miss! I've heard that the man in the golden robe is said to be the Holy Son of the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land, Leng Xi! ”

"What!" When she heard the report of the woman behind her, the beautiful face of the woman in red immediately changed, and she also revealed a look of disbelief, and let out a burst of exclamation.

She never thought that the Holy Son of the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land would come to participate in her martial arts competition.

The Holy Son of the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land, that is like a legendary existence, it is rare for ordinary people to see it, let alone come to this small sand city in person.

"You're not mistaken?" Then, Nie Ying confirmed to the maid who arrived.

"Miss! That's right! There's absolutely nothing wrong with that! The maid said: "I have inquired carefully, and more than one person and two people said that due to the arrival of the Holy Son of the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land, those people over there have now exploded. ”

"Oh, yes." Hearing the maid's words, Nie Ying said softly.

At this time, the maid who gradually came over spoke again:

"Our young lady's appearance is unparalleled in the world, no, even the holy son of the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land is fascinated by the beauty of our young lady, and came to participate in this martial arts competition! It seems that our young lady is about to become the Lady of the Holy Son, and in the future, she will be the Holy Mother of our Heavenly Desolate Holy Land! ”

"Girl, you have to talk nonsense." Hearing the maid's words, Nie Ying hurriedly said, giving the maid a blank look.

But I saw two blushes, and her cheeks quietly appeared, she was, shy!

Then, Nie Zhen slowly turned around and looked at the majestic golden figure that fell from the sky.

Originally, she Nie Zhen secretly prayed that the husband she married would not be too wasteful, but she hoped that he could be a four-star demigod or above.

Now I didn't expect that the Heavenly Desolate Holy Son would come in person!

Men love beautiful women, and what woman doesn't like the strong and the geniuses who move the world!

"Heavenly Desolate Son." Nie Ying's eyes were still staring at the golden figure, and she secretly muttered those four words in her mouth, and a touch of happiness of a little woman involuntarily appeared on her pretty face.

……

For a while, Leng Xi, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Desolation who fell from the sky, had become the only one in this world, and all eyes were staring at the golden figure.

Leng Xi looked about twenty-five or sixteen years old, dressed in a golden robe, with an extraordinary bearing, a cold and handsome complexion, with a touch of cold arrogance, as if his eyes were empty, and he didn't even look at Zhuge Qingfeng when he passed by the side of the Eighth Elder Zhuge Qingfeng.

And just as Leng Xi's figure was about to fall into the towering ring, he said to the Heavenly Beast Tribe on the ring, "Why boy, don't you get out yet?" Do you really want to fight this Son? ”

Hearing Leng Xi's words, Lie Dang, who was a little distracted just now, hurriedly reacted, nodded at Leng Xi again and again, and said, "Get out!" I'll get out! I'll get out right away! ”

As he said this, the burly figure of Lying Dang immediately flew backwards, and in an instant, he flew out of the martial arts ring.

"Hmph, it's really a piece of waste!" Seeing that Lie Dang was like this, Leng Xi was even more disdainful and snorted coldly.

Then, the falling golden figure fell on the martial arts ring, Leng Xi's eyes swept in all directions, and said, "This Holy Son Leng Xi is here, who dares to come up and fight with this Holy Son?" ”

"This Holy Son Leng Xi is here, who dares to come up and fight with this Holy Son?"

"This Holy Son Leng Xi is here, who dares to come up and fight with this Holy Son?"

……

The young, cold, and proud voice immediately echoed in this sand city for a long time!

(End of chapter)

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