Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience couldn't help but be surprised.

No one expected that the disciples of the Ten Thousand Saints Temple would abandon the ancestral land of the sect and collectively come to the provincial capital from Xianwuling.

It's incredible!

"Void Holy Son, my True Martial Sect and your Ten Thousand Saints Concept, the well water has always been not the river water.

This time, you didn't stay well in Xianwuling, why did you lead your disciples to the provincial capital? Could it be that you just want to help Zheng Xiancheng and deal with the master of this sect!"

Si Qinghou glared at the black-robed old man who showed his true face, and shouted angrily.

He has been the master of the True Martial Sect for nearly twenty years, and naturally he has had a few encounters with the Void Saint Son.

And who would have thought that this Lord of Halloween would actually join forces with Zheng Xiancheng to snatch his position as the master of the door, which is really unreasonable!

"Hmph, joke, in the eyes of the poor Dao, you Zhenwumen are something!

It's ridiculous that anyone has the leisure to come out to deal with you!"

The Void Saint Son snorted contemptuously, then looked at Si Qinghou proudly, and then said:

"To tell you the truth, the reason why Poor Dao led his disciples here this time is to wait for someone.

And the temporary cooperation with Zheng Xiancheng is just to take what they need. ”

Hearing this, Si Qinghou couldn't help but be stunned, and blurted out in surprise:

"Wait for someone?"

"Hmph, you are not qualified to know the name of that adult!

Now we need to rebuild the gate here to welcome the Lord.

So I advise you to take the initiative to give up the position of the master of the True Martial Sect as soon as possible, otherwise don't blame me for being polite!"

The Void Saint Son shouted with a grim face.

Hearing this, Si Qinghou was immediately furious, and a stream of blood suddenly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Dad, how are you, stop talking. ”

Si Hongchen persuaded anxiously, then raised his head and looked coldly at the Ten Thousand Saints audience, and said with great resentment:

"There are dogs here today, you hateful stinky Taoist priests, don't want to take my father's position as the master!"

Hearing this, Li Haofan suddenly became angry, and couldn't help but snort coldly:

"I'm the ...... dog"

"Haofan, don't talk nonsense with her anymore!"

The Void Saint Son suddenly interrupted Li Haofan's words, and then looked at the young man in the field who looked exactly like his apprentice.

Suddenly asked in a deep voice:

"Who the hell is Your Excellency, and why are you pretending to be my disciple?"

"Didn't I say that I'm someone you can't afford to mess with. ”

The young man in the audience still smiled playfully.

And hearing these unashamed words, all the people of the Ten Thousand Saints Temple were furious.

"Hmph, it seems that Your Excellency is really hard-mouthed, then don't blame me for being polite!"

The Void Saint Son shouted coldly.

And at this moment, Zheng Xiancheng, who suddenly came back to his senses, hurriedly reminded loudly:

"Brother Holy Dragon, no, Lord Void Saint Son, you have to be careful, that kid is an ancient martial artist!"

Hearing this, everyone in the Halloween Temple was shocked. Although they also expected this possibility, they still couldn't help but be shocked.

How could there be such a young ancient warrior in this world, this is simply unbelievable.

However, it is also possible that under the disguise of the young man's appearance, he is actually an old man over half a hundred years old......

Thinking of this, the faces of the Halloween audience suddenly became solemn.

And at this moment, the envoy of the Shangzong in the field suddenly turned to Zheng Xiancheng who was not far away, and said in a low voice:

"Zheng Xiancheng, are you really crazy?!Those guys from the Halloween Temple, the strongest ones are only the five Gangjin Grandmasters.

These weak chickens still want to be the enemy of an ancient warrior, it's just self-defeating!

If they off that kid, we're all going to have to finish the fun!"

The dozen or so Gangjin Grandmasters who faintly heard this in the audience also thought so.

Originally, they were very capable of surviving if they were humiliated, and it was understandable to beg for mercy from an ancient warrior, there was nothing to be ashamed of.

But now, if those Taoist priests of the Ten Thousand Saints Temple were self-defeating and made the young ancient martial artist change his mind, then he would really be blind to death......

Thinking of this, all the Gangjin Grandmasters in the field glared angrily at the culprit Zheng Xiancheng!

At this time, Zheng Xiancheng did not have the slightest consciousness of causing trouble, and even whispered to the handsome young man as if he was invited:

"Don't worry, Lord Envoy, those Ten Thousand Saints disciples are not ordinary people. I'm sure with their power will make that kid pay!"

Hearing this, the seriously injured Shangzong envoy and the Gangjin Sect Masters couldn't help but be stunned, they couldn't believe their ears.

Just those guys from the Ten Thousand Saints Concept still want to be the enemy of an ancient martial artist, it's really too self-defeating!

And at the next moment, the Void Saint Son suddenly looked at the young man who was always calm in the field. Then his eyes were cold and he said coldly:

"Ancient warrior, hmph, so what? when I'm afraid you won't make it!"

With that, the Void Saint Son suddenly jumped into the martial arts arena. And behind him, the four black-robed veterans of the Halloween Temple also went down together.

Suddenly, the five heads of the Halloween Temple stood proudly on the martial arts arena.

"Hmph, I'll let you see what real power is today!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout, and the clothes on the chest of the Void Holy Son were all shattered.

On the bare chest, an extremely hideous red dragon tattoo was exposed to the air!

In an instant, under the shocked gaze of everyone. The dragon tattoo on his body seemed to be alive, wandering wantonly on the chest of the Void Saint Son.

In the blink of an eye, the tattoo slammed out of the body of the Void Saint Son. It turned into a huge red dragon, with a greedy fierce light, looking down on everyone present!

"Oh my God! So, what's that?"

"I'm not dreaming, am I? This, is this a legendary dragon?"

"Strange, monster!"

In an instant, the audience set off an unprecedented uproar!

Seeing this unbelievably terrifying scene, everyone in the hall couldn't help but feel creepy.

No one could have imagined that a hideous-looking monster would emerge from the chest of the Void Holy Son!

And just when everyone was frightened and overwhelmed.

The four black-robed old men behind the Void Saint Son were also torn in clothes.

In an instant, huge figures appeared one after another.

It's a huge monster with different shapes!

In an instant, everyone in the entire hall looked at the five terrifying behemoths in the field. Everyone felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and they couldn't help but tremble.

And in the next moment, I saw that under the huge red dragon, the Void Saint Son stared at the young man in the field, and said proudly:

"Hmph, the demon spirits on the five of us are all existences comparable to human ancient warriors!

No matter how powerful the person who pretended to be my apprentice is, he is definitely no match for these demon spirits!"

(End of chapter)