A little golden light in the night sky in the distance came from far and near, enveloping the monstrous momentum, and the whole city was shocked and incomprehensible.

In the eyes of the world, the Xuanqing Sect is a great clan that has been inherited through the ages, and Qingxun City is also one of the eight main cities of the Xuanqing Sect, not to mention that there will be no fewer peerless masters in the city. Who would be so childish?

In everyone's incredible eyes, the golden dazzling light became bigger and bigger, like the rising sun in the night, gorgeous and extraordinary, stabbing straight towards Qingxun City.

A person of Wu Ziling's strength had already squinted his eyes and couldn't look directly at this might, even Wu Keqian on the side.

Suddenly a figure was found in the golden sun, and its robes and crowns of feathers were faintly visible, swaying in the wind. The chic posture of the dust is like coming across the long river of time, carrying the golden light and rainbow, and walking in the sky!

"Non-Saint Sons are not capable of being enemies"

Countless people were dumbfounded, this is the Holy Son of which holy land, looking at his body so young, but he has such an amazing vision, and his talent is peerless!

Most people are puzzled, this is the Xuanqing Sect, even if it is a saint-level person, he will not act like this, there must be a hidden reason in this matter!

Sure enough, as most people wondered, several terrifying breaths rose in Qingxun City, and the whole city was filled with the vast aura of several powerhouses, and at this time, everyone in the city did not dare to come out, let alone speak falsely, this was one of the eight main cities of Xuanqing Sect after all.

The surging aura was terrifying, and one of them was in this Xuanqing Courtyard, and compared to the other Dao, it was also extremely strong, obviously a more powerful existence. When everyone else felt that the Xuanqing Sect was full of powerhouses, Wu Ziling was shocked into a cold sweat, and his cold hair stood on end, which was more frightening than being isolated in the underground palace.

Because this breath turned out to be the old man who met him when he entered the main gate of the Xuanqing Courtyard with his father-in-law and others today, he seemed to be over the age of six, and his wrinkles were like spider webs, but he was in good spirits and his pace was steady.

When Wu Keqian and Wu Kejing saw the old man, they all saluted respectfully, and Wu Ziling was no exception. When he was doing this, Wu Ziling felt as uncomfortable as being bitten by a mosquito, and seemed to feel a certain breath lingering on him.

After seeing the ceremony, Wu Ziling raised his head and met the old man's eyes, in his eyes, Wu Ziling found that his eyes were unbelievably golden and flashing, like ordinary people after seeing the treasure, the kind of surprise and greed are self-evident.

After the old man retracted his gaze, he restrained his excitement, tried his best to hide his gain, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, he didn't look at Wu Keqian and them, and walked away with his hands behind his back.

Yes, in his eyes, he has already regarded what he sees as his harvest, and sooner or later he will be the owner of this thing, so naturally he will not care too much about the opinions and thoughts of some ants, and of course he will not mind moving his fingers.

Wu Ziling didn't understand it at the time, but now he knows that the breath is this old man's. It was evident that he had found in him something that would delight and drive the mighty old man crazy.

He was targeted like a prey, and he didn't want anyone to do it, Wu Ziling didn't like it, but he was helpless.

After thinking about it, Wu Ziling felt that that thing was the magic bead in the dragon's mouth, and it might be the legendary dragon ball!

To this day, Wu Ziling knows that the divine dragon in this heaven and earth only exists in myths and legends, and "the birth of the real dragon" has become an unattainable legend. Fortunately, although the real dragon cannot be born, the world does not know anything about the "dragon" and has nothing.

That's because some of the profound holy places and dynasties have a scale and half claw of the real dragon or holy relics related to the real dragon, which are real fairy holy relics!

Now he may have a fairy relic in his hands!

Wu Ziling sighed: "What a sad thing this should be!"

Although this sky-high aura was not aimed at him at the moment, it was irrelevant, because he couldn't teach the old man to give up his idea of snatching like his master, and the outcome would not change.

"Hey, no, that seems to be 'Xiao Wu Hou'? It's really amazing, it's really young and promising!

There is still no shortage of foreign masters in the quiet city, and some people still speak out.

"Well, the Great Clan of the Ages, it's really extraordinary!" said another.

Obviously, both of them are masters, standing in the air, the two glanced at each other, and chuckled one after another, and the sneer was fully revealed.

When everyone heard this, they suddenly realized.

"No wonder, it turned out to be Xiao Wu Hou, so it's not strange to have such a cultivation!"

"Yes, he is a young genius, only twenty years old, and it is said that he reached the early stage of the Purple Mansion last year. However, even so, it can't be reached that it won't come to this point, right? This is something that can only be cultivated in the later stage of the Purple Mansion, is it a genius in the sky, or what adventures are there?"

"It makes sense, although this person is amorous and perverse, but he is indeed talented, just looking at today's cultivation, except for a few demons, he has overwhelmed many other people of the same generation, but he has the capital of arrogance!"

The two masters who were originally standing in the air heard the praise and cheers of everyone, the smiles on their faces became brighter and more cordial, and their eyes were shining, obviously expecting something, and they seemed to be extremely disdainful......

"No, he's a member of the Xuanqing Sect, what's the reason for hitting his own door!" Someone immediately came to his senses, and when he analyzed it, he felt incredible.

"Gluck"

The cold winter of the wax moon has never been paid attention to by the monks, but when it blew on the faces of these people at this time, the original smiling faces suddenly froze as if they had been hit by a stone, and then half red and half blue, and they also found that they seemed to be missing something......

A burst of cheers in the middle of the city interrupted everyone's train of thought, and the thunder was rolling, deafening, and they hurriedly shouted towards the golden light outside the city, this is definitely a city lord-level master, the guardian of one side.

"Shaft, dare!"

This is the old man, the corners of Wu Ziling's mouth twitched, this is the old man who treats him as his prey, obviously he has a superior position in this city, and his means are all over the sky.

The old man's green muscles burst out, pinched the finger with one hand, and a cyan magic seal rose from the old man's hand, the small Dao seal vaguely had the potential to turn the world upside down, and the aura around him was turbulent, his voice was sluggish, but the power was too strong, and with the old man's palm outside the city, it expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and went towards the golden light to suppress it, destroying everything.

"What are you doing, this seal is going to kill Xiao Wu Hou, are you crazy?"

"Or maybe Xiao Wu Hou has already been controlled by the demons?"

"Is this going to wipe out the geniuses of your own clan?"

Many people in the city were silent, they couldn't understand the scene in front of them, and their minds turned around a thousand times......

The golden light outside the city finally approached the outside of the city, and everyone saw the true face of the golden light, but they found that it was better not to see it, because they finally understood......