The ten princes have also heard of Di Ting, and they are all surprised to see it in the main hall, which is very polite.

"Listen, the rumored character is unruly, and only a character like an emperor can deter it. ”

"The Son is terrible. ”

"It seems that the Yaochi Holy Land is about to take off, and it is very likely to regain its glory"

“......”

The Ten Princes thought in their hearts.

They didn't look down on it because it was just a beast. After all, Di Ting was once the mount of the Purgatory Emperor!

The Emperor of Purgatory, a cowherd baby was born, but he single-handedly laid down a dynasty!

Now it has condensed the golden dragon of luck!

Sitting in the name of the dynasty is not comparable to a mere dynasty.

Although it is said that the ten princes are like the ethereal wind, they once had the idea of wanting to occupy Di Ting, but now Di Ting has followed Ling Xiao. They naturally give up on such ideas.

The future achievements of the master who listen to the recognition must be immeasurable and difficult to estimate.

The ten princes sat in the hall, glanced at each other, and didn't say much.

Not for long.

A figure came slowly outside the hall.

Several people looked at each other, and their eyes showed a look of amazement.

The person who came was dressed in a wide-sleeved white unicorn robe, with long black hair fluttering in the wind, handsome and handsome, and his temperament was extraordinary and refined, just like a fairy.

There is a sacrosanct temperament all around, which is amazing.

In terms of appearance, the person who came was enough to kill 99.9999 percent of the world...... people too.

Not to mention the ethereal dust, like the unique temperament of the fairy.

The person who came was Ling Xiao, the Holy Son of the Yaochi Holy Land.

Although it is still young, it has already shown the face of the young emperor!

For Ling Xiao, the top ten princes don't know each other.

However, the momentum exuded by Ling Xiao's body, the top ten princes are all smart people, so they can naturally guess who this person is.

He has abundant innate qi around him.

Binocular like electricity,

The physical body seems to contain some kind of Tao!

Come to think of it, this is the innate Eucharistic Dao fetus.

"I've seen the Son. ”

"Holy Son Wan'an!"

The Ten Princes stood up and greeted Ling Xiao.

"Sit, sit. ”

Ling Xiao sat on the main seat in the main hall.

And Di Ting is bowing his head at the feet of Ling Xiao.

The Ten Princes came to the Yaochi Temple just to see if this congenital holy body Dao fetus was so magical.

So, he started talking about the exercises with Ling Xiao.

......

"I see. ”

The crown prince Li Qiankun showed a sudden look.

Like the other princes, in addition to the unique exercises of their own dynasty, they also practiced the exercises of the Yaochi Holy Land, after all, their dynasty was actually under the jurisdiction of the Yaochi Holy Land.

Unexpectedly, Ling Xiao's comprehension of the Yao Chi Exercises was far above them.

Li Qiankun had to sigh, Ling Xiao's innate holy body Dao fetus was really terrifying, he had been cultivating the exercises of the Yaochi Holy Land for more than ten years, and Ling Xiao's contact was only one or two years, but in the past few years, he had not figured out the problem, and he was pointed out by Ling Xiao like this, and he was immediately clear.

"We have communicated so much, it is better to have a real one, Holy Son, Li Qiankun has the courage to ask you for advice. ”

Li Qiankun stood up and arched his hand towards Ling Xiao.

He wanted to see how far he was from Ling Xiao, who had an innate holy body Dao fetus.

And at this moment, Ling Xiao's face showed an expression that was really like this.

In fact.

Ling Xiao knew that things would turn out like this.

What a spiritual exchange.

What to talk about exercises.

In the end, there will be a fight.

Alas......

It's all a routine.

He had seen through it a long time ago.

"Since Prince Li has this Yaxing, I can only accompany him. Ling Xiao smiled lightly.

What could he do?

You can only play.

He has been the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Yaochi for so long, and others are shouting one Holy Son and One Holy Son, but it is inevitable that some people will not be convinced.

If they don't fight, they will inevitably have some strange thoughts in their hearts.

......

The Xiantian Hall occupies an extremely wide area.

Outside the Innate Hall, there is also a practice ground.

At this time, on the practice ground.

Ling Xiao and Li Qiankun are ten feet apart.

"The Holy Son wants to compete with Prince Li Qiankun of the Xuanwu Dynasty?"

"The Holy Son just defeated the Ethereal Wind a few days ago, I don't know which is stronger or weaker between the Holy Son and Li Qiankun?"

"It's hard to say. ”

"Yes, Li Qiankun is ranked fourth in the sequence, which is not a star and a half higher than the ethereal wind. Although the Ethereal Wind is the first in the Yaochi Holy Land, it is only counted in the Yaochi Holy Land family, if even the forces controlled by the Yaochi Holy Land are also counted, this Li Qiankun is above the Ethereal Wind."

"Regardless, it's worth watching. ”

“......”

Many disciples of the Yaochi Holy Land who learned the news came to occupy their positions on the martial arts training ground of the Yaochi Temple, and they talked one after another.

"Holy Son, please. ”

After Li Qiankun bowed his hand.

All of a sudden.

The aura around Li Qiankun changed.

It was as if the surging aura began to surge towards Li Qiankun, making Li Qiankun's body covered with a ray of light.

The brilliance is constantly flowing, extremely extraordinary.

This is produced by Li Qiankun's inducing the aura around him.

It's not so jaw-dropping, but it's still shocking.

Li Qiankun looked around proudly, and said: "This is the Xuanwu Dynasty's spiritual gathering skill, when facing the enemy, attract the surrounding spiritual energy into the body, bless your body, my Xuanwu Dynasty's founding ancestor, once used this skill to show the Xuanwu vision!"

The other Yaochi Holy Land disciples were all shocked!

"Well, that's good. ”

But Ling Xiao bowed slightly, just indifferently.

Followed by.

Ling Xiao began to drive his aura, and in an instant, an invisible coercion was generated, distorting the position of the surrounding air.

There is infinite power coming!

"No Beginning"

Seeing that the air was distorted, the air was suddenly as heavy as a mountain, Li Qiankun felt that his shoulders seemed to be pressed by a mountain, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and the arrogance on his face was suddenly blown away by Ling Xiao's hand.

I thought that my hand would make me the focus of attention.

But he never thought that Ling Xiao would still have this hand.

"Please!"

Li Qiankun took a deep breath, then his eyes froze, and the aura swirled into his right hand, which was clenched into a fist, and a terrifying aura suddenly spread from Li Qiankun's right hand.

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Li Qiankun who was ten zhang away.

It is also the right hand clenched into a fist.

Although he was the first level of the third order of the True Dragon Realm, with the innate holy body Dao fetus, the combat power that he could burst out was no less than any of the fourth order of the True Dragon Realm, and his aura was even more refined.

And Li Qiankun, as the crown prince of the Xuanwu Dynasty, ranked fifth in the sequence ranking of the Yaochi Holy Land, and his cultivation had already reached the first level of the fifth order of the True Dragon Realm.

But that's it.

Li Qiankun and Ling Xiao still felt the pressure in the battle.

The two were just fighting, and they didn't really fight, and they didn't do their best.

Ling Xiao didn't even use the Divine Elephant's Prison Suppression Strength.

About half an hour later.

Li Qiankun took the initiative to stop.

"Although the cultivation of the Holy Son is only the first level of the third order of the True Dragon Realm, the strength of his combat power is really amazing to Qiankun, and Qiankun admires it. Li Qiankun smiled at Ling Xiao.

"Prince Qiankun's strength is also extraordinary. ”

"What is like the Son? ”

Ling Xiao and Li Qiankun touted each other.

"Watching you fight, my hands are a little itchy. Just as the two were boasting to each other, Feng Qingyang, the crown prince of the Agni Dynasty, walked up with a smile.

"What's the matter, Feng Qingyang, do you also want to learn from the Holy Son?" asked Li Qiankun with a smile.

Feng Qingyang smiled slightly: "The Nine Swords of the Flame Dynasty of my Agni Dynasty are powerful, but the fire burns the Eight Desolations, and I want to try the sword today!"