"Son of the Holy Son? But that's it!"

Ling Jianchen said expressionlessly.

There has been no sound inside and outside the secret territory of Hundred Battles.

Even though Ling Jianchen really defeated him in public before, in the eyes of many people, this was just Xia Hao deliberately losing to Ling Jianchen. In order to show that Ling Jianchen can have greater confidence and be able to complete the challenge of the Hundred Battles Platform.

But now...

The Little Thunder King was defeated by Ling Jianchen's hand and did not even escape a remnant soul.

This proves Ling Jianchen’s strength!

It is indeed a saint's strength, and among the saint's sons, they are all top-notch existences.

after all.

Although this little Thunder King is not as good as the top saints such as Hu Yan and Xiaopeng, he is definitely a strong man among the saints. Even he died at the hands of Ling Jianchen. Who dares to underestimate his strength?

Gulu!

In the Ten Thousand Immortal Court.

The powerful men who were still mocking Ling Jianchen just now looked at each other. For a moment, the powerful men of Wanxian Court glared at each other: "Damn it, Bai Xiaofei is looking for death! He dared to kill the little Thunder King. How can we explain to the Thunder King?"

"Master of Yuhua Palace, your disciples of Yuhua Palace are so cruel. Wouldn't you be ready to give us an explanation?"

Facing everyone's reproach.

The Palace Master of Yuhua Palace smiled coldly, raised his lips with a strong sarcasm, and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? The Bai Zhantai is life and death. If Bai Xiaofei is killed by your people, I will ask you for an explanation from Wanxian Court. Do you think this Bai Zhantai still has the meaning of his existence?"

Hundred Battles Platform.

Only by experiencing many battles and undefeated can one ascend to the altar of the Holy Son.

This is a ritual that has been passed down from the ancient times of immortals and is used to screen out the most powerful sages.

Anyone who becomes a saint through the Bai Zhantai is called the Saint Son of Bai Zhan!

This is the supreme glory!

Anyone who enters the Hundred Battles is always ready to die!

For a moment.

The strong men in the Wanxian Court looked at each other in a speechless manner.

An elegant middle-aged man in the first holy land, wearing a plain robe and a vague temperament, looked down at the book in his hand. He heard the conversation between the Lord Yuhua Palace and others, and smiled and carried the book behind him, and said lightly: "The Lord Yuhua Palace is right, don't worry about life and death on the Hundred Battles Platform. Once he climbed to the Hundred Battles Platform, no matter life and death, the forces behind him cannot avenge him on this ground!"

Everyone in Wanxianting did not dare to speak.

This elegant middle-aged man is one of the holy lords in the first holy land, and is known as the Holy Lord of Qingye!

It is said that the original body is a bamboo leaf green, and he achieved enlightenment because he followed a powerful power in the ancient Immortal era in his early years.

This person's reputation is not inferior to that of the Lord of Yuhua Palace.

However……

The Holy Lord of Green Leaf just paused slightly and said in a slight manner: "Master of Yuhua Palace, as you said, if Bai Xiaofei was killed on the Hundred Battles Platform, you wouldn't have helped you, right?"

"Um?"

The face of the Lord Yuhua Palace changed slightly. They were all human spirits who had lived for countless years, so naturally they could hear the meaning of the words of Lord Qingye. He was very optimistic about Ling Jianchen, but he also knew the current situation and was not allowed to interfere too much in Bai Zhantai. He said coldly: "That's natural. As long as it is not the older generation's actions, I will not interfere!"

"That's good!"

The Holy Lord Qingye smiled faintly and looked at the others, "Did you all hear it? The Lord Yuhua Palace said that as long as the older generation did not take action, he would not intervene!"

The first holy land, the second holy land, and the strong men in the Wanxian Court were all shocked.

The older generation won't take action?

That means that the younger generation, even if Long Jingyang takes action, the Lord of Yuhua Palace will not be able to intervene.

Even if he attacked him, he could not intervene.

otherwise……

The Holy Lord Qingye will definitely not stand idly by.

Just think of this.

The strong men from the three holy lands looked at the Holy Son, Hu Yan, Lin Jianyu, Xiaopengwang and others, and said loudly: "What are you still standing there? This is a hundred battle platforms. Do you want to miss such a rare opportunity?"

Several great saints looked at each other.

Hu Yan said coldly: "I don't want to join forces with others!"

"I'm alone..."

As soon as Lin Jianyu spoke, Xiaopeng King beside him said lightly: "You should stop taking action. Your strength is worse than that of the Little Thunder King. If you take action, you will only lose one result."

Lin Jianyu: “…”

His face looked ugly.

but……

But he had no way to refute it. After all, what Xiaopeng King said was the truth!

Lin Jianyu sat aside dejectedly.

King Xiaopeng looked at Liu Muqiu who had been silent and said lightly: "Muqiu, you had a battle with Bai Xiaofei before, are you not going to take action today?"

Liu Muqiu smiled and said, "I'm not sure that I can defeat the little Thunder King so easily!"

The implication is that Ling Jianchen can easily kill the little Thunder King, and he is not Ling Jianchen's opponent.

"It's boring!"

King Xiaopeng curled his lips, twisted his neck, and smiled and said, "You guys are here to watch, how I take him to the top!"

With a swish, King Xiaopeng turned into a golden light and crossed across the sky. In an instant, he sank into the teleportation array and entered the secret realm of hundreds of battles. He saw golden light flowing around him, condensed behind him into a golden-winged roc!

Golden-winged Roc.

It is an ancient strange beast, a creature that existed before the ancient times of immortals.

Even though King Xiaopeng only has a trace of the bloodline of the golden-winged Roc, he is also extremely powerful. The magnificent golden feather suit on his body is refined from his feathers.

Indestructible, inviolable!

boom!

King Xiaopeng turned over and landed on the head of the golden-winged Roc bird phantom, looking at Ling Jianchen expressionlessly: "Bai Xiaofei, you and I have finally met!"

"Who are you?" Ling Jianchen raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Well? Humble humans, I don't even know this. I'll just prick up your ears and listen. I'll be Xiaopeng King Jinpeng..."

Xiaopeng King spoke proudly.

He raised his chin slightly, and his hooked nose looked even sharper.

It also made his face look ferocious and gloomy.

"Xiaopeng King?"

Ling Jianchen was stunned and then remembered that behind the scenes of the Zuixian Tower was a saint son nicknamed Xiaopeng King. He came from the first holy land, and was second only to Long Jingyang and Hu Yan. He could be called the third holy land!

"Who am I thinking it is? It turns out that it is you, a misty bird... Why? I am so anxious to come forward, are you going to be a mount for me?" Ling Jianchen looked at Jin Peng with a smile. Not to mention that he really had the idea of ​​taming him as a mount.

after all.

Even in the ancient Immortal era, few strong people could tame the unruly golden-winged roc!

If there was a golden-winged roc as a mount, it would feel...

Don't mention it's so cool!

"Mount? Let me?"
Chapter completed!