These words naturally made the elegant young man extremely comfortable.

"Hahaha."

He laughed out loud and didn't speak, taking another sip of the tea in his cup.

Look down at the crowd outside the window.

Only then did he notice that the young man's double pupils were different from ordinary people, and there were two overlapping pupils in those eyes.

The identity of young people is not simple.

The Shi family from the immortal family, named Shi Yi, is a holy realm, powerful and unfathomable.

The force behind it is a huge immortal family that has survived since ancient times.

Like the Primordial Holy Land, every immortal family has existed in the wasteland for millions of years, and no one knows the background.

He seldom walks in the world.

It is not well known to most people in the spiritual world.

There is an earth-shattering ability, but it cannot be shown in front of the world.

This is a very unpleasant thing.

Shi Yi was extremely envious of the primordial saint who could walk in the light and hold the moon with the stars.

Although in order to avoid the calamity, the clansmen of the immortal family like them have been trying their best to reduce their sense of existence in the cultivation world.

But that doesn't mean they don't pay attention to what's going on in the outside world.

Contrarily.

Every immortal family is paying attention to the big and small events happening in the outside world all the time.

This generation of Yang Xiu, the primordial saint son, is a twenty-year-old saint realm.

Praised by this generation of Wasteland Cultivators as a rare young emperor in millions of years, he suppressed countless Tianjiao of the same generation, leaving everyone behind and far away.

Since the other party was born, he has entered the eyes of all the immortal families early.

The experience of Yang Xiu's first half of his life may be the life that all the younger generation of children of an immortal family like him dream of.

All eyes are on the moon.

It's a pity that the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

Yang Xiu's ending obviously made Shi Yi extremely comfortable, and at the same time, he also got a trace of satisfaction in his empty heart.

Waste good!

Among the immortal families, there are countless families that can compare to the Primordial Holy Land.

The people of the family who are like them are also afraid of the will from the heavens, and where did the courage of the primordial holy land come from, so swaggering.

The same forces that existed millions of years ago.

They can only hibernate.

And the primordial holy land, but it appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Moreover, it has stood for millions of years.

The existence of the Primordial Holy Land was undoubtedly a slap in the face of all the dormant immortal families.

Until that day, the will of God came down......

The primordial saint son who tried to break through the Great Sage Realm actually caused the will of the heavens to descend in advance, and he did not hesitate to be exposed to the eyes of the world to strangle it.

This terrifying talent shocked even those who were born into an immortal family.

However, the higher the talent Yang Xiu showed, the better he was.

At this time, their hearts are so dark.

The worse Yang Xiu's fate was, the more clever it would prove that the decisions of these immortal families would be wiser.

There is no such Son as Adi.

The so-called No. 1 Great Sect in the Wasteland is probably coming to an end in this generation.

Shi Yi, who was in a very happy mood, couldn't help humming a little song.

Although he was extremely disdainful of the Primal Holy Land, it was undeniable that Yang Xiu's untimely death had indeed promoted the current surge in the Wasteland cultivation world, and originally, the existence of the Heavenly Will was only known to a small number of people.

Because of that shot, it was completely exposed to everyone's eyes.

The undercurrents of various forces are surging, and some old monsters that originally chose to sleep have begun to gradually recover.

This group of old monsters, who were originally limited by heaven and earth, could not go further, and they could survive now, and their longevity had long been exhausted.

Now I know that there is a person behind everything.

One can imagine what crazy things these dying people will do at the last moment of their lives.

This is the first point of change.

The second change is that the Immortal Family is ready to start joining the WTO.

More often than not, the younger generation like him.

This time he was born in order to take his true life.

For millions of years, the Immortal Family has not been dormant in vain.

They knew very well that all the creatures of the wasteland had a common enemy, the heavens.

The purpose of the heavens is to cut off the future of the monks of the wasteland.

As a result, for millions of years, no saint has ever been able to take that step.

They are extremely unhappy to be suppressed, and what about the avenue of this world?

Naturally.

Dao also wants to give birth to a true life and break the current deadlock.

Born with the primordial body, he was born with a vision of heaven and earth, and entered the holy realm at the age of twenty.

From the moment Yang Xiu was born, he had already entered the observation of the Immortal Family and was sure.

The other party, nine times out of ten, is the one who entrusts his true life.

What is true life, the most common of which is to represent the general trend of heaven and earth, the person chosen by the Great Dao.

The path of cultivation is destined to be like a fish in water, and the road is smooth.

The whole world revolves around the true destiny to help each other grow.

Now that the other party has died, the true life that originally belonged to him has naturally become an ownerless thing.

In other words, anyone has the potential to become the next real life.

Next, Yang Xiu.

Ambition rose in Shi Yi's eyes, as well as fireworks called ambition.

The position of true destiny, he is bound to win.

…………

Meanwhile.

Outside.

A demonic light covered the sky, turning into a huge snake body, with nine different expressions, overlooking the city at his feet.

"I am Tenglong, the holy son of the hydra, and I am fighting on behalf of the demon clan today!"

"This Holy Son is not aimed at a certain human race here, I just want to say that everyone here is garbage!"

Hearing the news of Yang Xiu's abolition, the Tenglong Holy Son was in a good mood at this time.

Without the guy who weighed on his heart like a shadow.

None of the Terran monks present could fight.

The appearance of the Dragon Saint Son caused a sensation in the whole city, and countless eyes looked at it.

Many of the Wasteland Monks were in their hearts.

As we all know, the Primal Saint Son was the first Tianjiao among the younger generation of monks to break through the Holy Realm.

Then came the Demon Sect Goddess.

And then there is the dragon saint son in front of him.

Now that the Primal Holy Son has suffered a catastrophe, his realm has been completely lost, and he can no longer step into the path of cultivation.

And the Yin Yang Demon Venerable has a great friendship with the patriarch of the Hydra Clan, and his disciples naturally will not fight on behalf of the Terran.

Don't...... How will my human race endure such humiliation today?

Everyone present naturally came for Bai Yujing, which was about to open, according to the practice of the past years.

Naturally, the battle is indispensable.

It's just that they did not expect that the provocation from the opponent would be so fast.

And this time, there is one missing the most important role in the ordinary, the Primordial Son.

The demon of the human race who suppressed the contemporary cultivation world.

"Tenglong, the holy son of the Hydra Clan, the other party is probably the first person in the young generation of Tianjiao."

"Damn, if the Primordial Holy Son hadn't suffered a catastrophe, how could he tolerate the other party being so rampant."

"That is, it is said that on that day, the primordial holy son had not yet made a move, but he was so frightened that this Tenglong knelt down on the spot and begged for mercy, and now his actions are simply villains."

"Well, is there really no one who can cure this beast?"

The Terran monks present all shook their heads and sighed, lamenting that things were human and wrong.

In the past, when the primordial Holy Son was alive, all the demon monks did not feel bowed in front of the human monks.

Now, it's reversed.

(End of chapter)