Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Holy Son of the Holy Land of the Immortals

Immortal Holy Son!

This is a person who has been, almost forgotten, although his identity is prominent, and he is the holy son of the Holy Land of Immortals, but he rarely appears in the world.

In the dense forest, the mist drifted, the ancient leaves withered, the dust was stained, the noise and other sounds gradually disappeared, and there was a quiet.

A fifteen-year-old young man, dressed in a golden silk and jade robe, stood quietly between the wooden buildings and stone houses, his eyes were like jade, and his face was gloomy.

The young man was carrying a jade pen case, delicate and small, gently rippling out the light source, blooming with brilliant light, which was extremely beautiful, and overshadowed the scenery in the field.

No one dared to speak out wantonly, and even the discussion and the thought of watching the excitement were swept away, and they all looked at the young man, their faces extremely solemn.

This forest is completely quiet, except for the sound of falling leaves, or the swaying of flowers and plants in the breeze. Some have begun to quietly regress, while others have held their breath and waited for the rest of the story.

"Who are you and why are you following all the way? The three of my brothers just passed by you, and you started to kill me! Not far from the boy, a voice rang out, deep and magnetic.

Yuan Fan did not step forward, but stood quietly on an ancient tree.

He looked over there, and when he saw the person who spoke out, he confirmed his guess in his heart, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

A hundred meters away, two ancient trees stretched into the sky, extremely thick, and in front of the grass hut under the trees, three burly men stood side by side, their eyes shining with golden light, all dressed in strange costumes.

These three people are Lin Guangtou, Han Laosan, and Han Laosi who were brought to the Ziwei Star Domain by the bronze giant sword from the earth on the other side of the starry sky with Yuan Fan.

Looking at the costumes worn by the three of them, Yuan Fan couldn't help but want to laugh out loud, it was actually a suit on the other side of the starry sky, and even glowing leather shoes and jade watches, which were no longer enough to describe as "suits and leather shoes".

"I am the Holy Son of the Immortal Holy Land, the three of you have set foot in my retreat place without permission, and now you are still talking, I really think I dare not kill you and others!" The young man spoke coldly and explained the reason, which made many people look strange.

According to legend from the outside world, the Holy Son of the Immortal Holy Land has been in retreat since he was five years old and has never been born since he came back. As for his retreat, although many forces are secretly searching, it has been fruitless.

Nowadays, when I hear what I call a "retreat place", many people are curious and suspicious.

The retreat place of a holy son must be extraordinary, and many people are ready to move, and after this matter, they want to secretly explore, even if there is a behemoth such as the Holy Land of Immortals, they can't resist the temptation to go.

In the eyes of everyone present, that place must have been a place that would help people cultivate and cultivate.

"What kind of retreat, isn't it just a pile of dry grass and a rotten cave mansion!" However, before the people in the audience were moved, among the three, Lin Guangtou disdained to speak, which made many people sigh for a while.

Could it be that a generation of Holy Land Sons has been in retreat in such a place for ten years, which is a bit unreasonable!

"You're looking for death!" When the young man heard this, his face became colder and colder, and his hair flew.

He didn't say a word more, and took a step forward. At the same time, the palm is spread out, and a brush emerges, with a stroke of the stroke, concealing the natural temperament, and this almost hidden step in the void makes everyone frightened.

It's so fast, it's like lightning. He could only see the remnants of the young man's golden silk and jade robe, and when he approached the three burly men, he raised his pen a little forward, and suddenly a piece of pen and ink burst out, and the momentum of endless killing was unstoppable.

Lin Guangtou, who was in a suit and leather shoes, didn't dare to let him approach, and he made a decisive move, waving his big palm, and a dagger full of runes broke out of the air.

With a buzz, a violent wind suddenly appeared, whirring loudly, and the withered ancient leaves danced with it, forming a tornado heading up.

The energy fluctuations of the explosion were wanton, and the two forces collided, and the endless brilliance appeared, like a meteorite hitting the earth, like a firework blooming, beautiful and magnificent, and the area was illuminated in an instant.

Many people were pierced by this brilliance, and they retreated one after another, their hearts were constantly frightened, this terrifying power fluctuation was comparable to the explosion of some mutilated spiritual weapons, with unimaginable power.

"The dagger in Brother Lin's hand is a little interesting, but it's a pity that it's not that young man's opponent!" Yuan Fan sighed lightly, stood quietly on the ancient tree, saw it clearly, and shook his head slightly.

Lin Guangtou's dagger was covered with runes, although the material was not ordinary, and it could have amazing power, but it was not the opponent of the Holy Son of the Immortal Holy Land.

As a holy son of the Holy Land, he is naturally different from ordinary monks, and he can fall into the immortal cliff alone at the age of five, which has his own transcendent extraordinary.

Yuan Fan reached the early stage of the Inner Dan Realm, practiced the first volume of the "Origin Sutra", and the changes in the Dead Sea were also different from others, and he could clearly feel the vigorous dantian of the young man, and his divine power was like an ocean.

And just now, he clearly felt that when the young man made a move, he sent out an amazing blow without even releasing his divine power, which really surprised Yuan Fan.

Divine power is the source of all power, and there is such power before the divine power is released, so if the divine power is displayed, Yuan Fan is not sure if he can defeat him.

"Ahem......" In the distance, the coughing sound sounded, and Lin Guangtou, who was in a suit and leather shoes, retreated backwards, covered in smoke and dust, and coughed up blood, which was the same as Yuan Fan's guess and expected result.

"Boss, this little kid is not easy to deal with, should we use that weapon and kill it into a blood mist!" Beside Lin Guangtou, Han Laosi, who was the tallest, hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and said with a solemn face.

"No, that weapon, keep it for a long time!" Lin Guangtou staggered to his feet, patted the smoke and dust on his body, and whispered.

"What? There is also a back hand, although the three of you are exhibited, this holy son will take it all. But don't accidentally let me play to death, that's a pity, it's too boring. Seeing that the bald man was hit by his own blow and coughed up blood, the young man spoke harshly, sneered on his face, and did not give face at all.

In the dense forest, many people were silent, watching the battle quietly with different expressions, and there were also many young monks talking in secret, this holy son of the Immortal Holy Land was really different, and he had amazing means before he showed his divine power.

"I heard that this human physique is the strongest physique in the Eastern Wilderness Mortal Domain, and it is a great avenue body, I don't know if I have a chance to see it today!"

"The Great Dao body, protected by the Great Dao in the dark, is against the sky!"

"This person is indeed strong, he is so good at a young age, if he grows up, he will be a generation of strong people in the Eastern Wilderness!"

Some people secretly rumored that they seemed to have witnessed the rise of a proud celestial pride, and they couldn't help but feel sad in their hearts, which made the young monks of the same generation gain a foothold.

When he looked at the three Lin Guangtou in strange costumes, he seemed to see his future self, and he couldn't help but feel that the so-called Holy Son was very excessive, this was an unfair duel, and he came only to kill the three of them.

The leaves of the ancient trees are withered, the flowers and plants are upright, and the dense forest is quiet again, and the needles can be heard.

The fifteen-year-old boy, the golden silk and jade robe was windless, his face was a little better, not as cold as before, but he was arrogant, looking around, as if warning everyone in the field.

"All of you here are rubbish!"

With such eyes and such a complexion, many people can naturally see that they are provoking, but they are helpless, the young man in front of him is too mysterious, and he has a great body, and he knows that he can't fight against him.

Yuan Fan didn't act rashly, the young man didn't show his hole cards, even if he wanted to save the three Lin bald brothers, he had to wait for a good time.

"Boom!"

However, at this moment, ten people in the mist harnessed the Divine Rainbow and flew quickly towards this side.

Those dozens of people were all dressed in golden armor, and their whole body was radiant, and the gods were shining, and some people recognized that this was the golden armor holy soldier of the Immortal Holy Land, and each person's realm was beyond the origin secret realm.

"Holy Son, I didn't know that you were out of the customs, and I failed to follow and protect you, please forgive me!" Dozens of people came to the young man, knelt down on one knee in unison, the sound of golden armor was endless, and a murderous aura swept in all directions, making everyone in the field feel a slight tremor in their souls and dare not move.

"It's okay, bring those three people back to me, this holy son will have a good treat!" The young man glanced at the dozens of people in front of him, and said indifferently and with a sneer.

"Yes!" Dozens of people in golden armor moved in unison, without saying much, turned to look at Lin Guangtou who was wearing strange clothes, his face was stiff, and he immediately surrounded him.

"The three of my brothers just happened to pass by your retreat, and you followed here, wanting to kill us and others, aren't you afraid that the world will laugh at you as a person from the Holy Land of Immortals, with a small belly and chicken intestines, and you will bully the small with the big?" Among the three, Han Laosan asked in a deep voice, he was an extremely smart man, which made many monks focus on him, many people frowned, this man's words were a little extreme, but they were not unreasonable.

This is to use the righteousness of everyone's hearts to solve the crisis of his three brothers.

"Hehe~" When the Holy Son of the Immortal Holy Land heard this, he grinned and shook his head, extremely arrogant, glanced at the people around him, and finally looked at Han Laosan, and said with a cruel smile: "What do you think the so-called bullying the small with the big is in front of the Immortal Holy Land?" Besides, this Holy Son is not a big bully, let alone a small belly, he has given you a chance to make a move, but you don't cherish it! ”

The burly three were silent, on the other side of the starry sky, where strength is respected, and they suffered a catastrophe because they strayed into other people's retreats, which was too sad and powerless.

"In that case, then the three of my brothers will fight with you!" Han Laosan nodded, smiled faintly, his eyes showed a sense of desolation, he looked at Lin Guangtou and Han Laosi beside him, and laughed suddenly: "Brother, it seems that we can't hide today, since this is the case, then fight with this person, wandering the rivers and lakes for decades, and I'm afraid of a little kid!" ”

"The third, you are right, even if you go to hell, you have brothers with you, and you are not afraid in your heart, you say yes, the fourth!" Lin Guangtou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes gradually became firm, with his brother by his side, even if he died, he was not afraid.

"Boss, I listen to you, stepping on this life source star, you have lived enough, it's indeed time to meet the other two brothers!" Han Laosi smiled. He still looks honest, but when he mentions the other two brothers, he can't hide the pain in his eyes.

Yuan Fan stood on the ancient tree a hundred meters away, clearly heard the words of Lin Guangtou and the three of them, and sighed deeply in his heart. He knew that the other two brothers that Han Laosi had talked about were the wounds left by the hardships they had endured together.

is also a descendant of Huaxia, he was just a mortal at the beginning, unable and powerless to save those people, leaving indelible pain in his heart.

Now, when you step into cultivation and have the strength to protect yourself, can you still stay out of it? Obviously, if you don't step into the way of the sword, your mind may fluctuate, but once you enter the way of the sword and become a sword cultivator, you can't go against your heart.

The sword is upright!

Today, he will draw his sword, and with the pain of his heart, he will not be afraid, even if his opponent is strong!