However, with the arrival of Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, Hong Yuan's heart suddenly became confused...
After a while.
Hong Yuan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes sparkled, and he thought:
"In this life, the sword body will always be Bo Qing~"
Crash--
Hong Yuan relaxed his self-awareness and allowed the reverse flow of the river to wash him down.
With a smile on his face, he stared into the eyes of Butterfly Sword Martial Saint from afar, waved to Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, and responded.
At the same time, Hong Yuan also noticed the three ancestors of the Ji clan.
Previously, not long after he became a seventh-level Martial Saint, he was invited to attend the birthday banquet of this ancestor of the Ji clan.
At that birthday party, the exchanges between each other were quite friendly!
Boom!
A carp rolls, and the flood source directly pulls out of the upstream river, showing great agility.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After being separated from the reverse flow river, Hong Yuan can calmly use immortal energy, magical powers and other means.
A ball of watery blue light flashed over Hong Yuan's body, and Hong Yuan no longer looked as wet and embarrassed as before.
now.
Hong Yuan, who has the sword body, has a long and thin figure, a handsome face, and his eyes are as silent as a deep pool.
Wearing a green robe, he stood with one hand on his back, exuding an air of elegance and indifference. As he walked, the clouds were light and the wind was gentle, as if everything was in his heart.
It can be said that it is a Zhilan Yushu, emerging from the dust like a sword fairy, and it looks very good!
"I've met our ancestors." Hong Yuan waved his sleeves and saluted the three ancestors of the Ji clan.
"Not bad." When the three ancestors of the Ji clan saw this, their eyes lit up and they immediately lifted Hong Yuan up.
At this time, Butterfly Sword Martial Saint said nothing more.
She looked at Hong Yuan with burning eyes and gently held the hem of Hong Yuan's clothes with her hands.
"Qinglang, let's go home." Butterfly Sword Martial Saint said gently, and was about to leave with Hong Yuan.
Just halfway, the Great Sage Snow Soul took the lead and stepped out.
The Great Sage Snow Soul occupied the avenue and blocked the way.
A terrifying aura emerged from the Great Sage Snow Soul and spread in all directions.
All of a sudden.
Dark clouds are gathering, thunder is roaming, hurricanes are raging, it looks like everything is turned upside down!
"have you had enough!"
"Heavenly Palace is not a place where you can come and leave whenever you want."
"The golden book and the jade signature have not yet been revealed, and Bo Qing cannot leave early."
"This is a major racial matter, how can it be trivial?"
"Aren't you willing to make even a little sacrifice? This is too outrageous!!"
The Great Sage Snow Soul scolded sharply.
The look on his face was righteous, but the words in his mouth were so righteous.
Under his mobilization, one great sage came quietly one after another.
They all stood behind the Snow Soul Monkey King and stood up for the Snow Soul Monkey King.
With four great saints, this huge power is enough to destroy a large group of monsters!
"you you……"
Butterfly Sword Martial Saint raised his eyebrows, and the anger in his heart that had been suppressed with great difficulty suddenly rose.
But this power is definitely not something that a seventh-level Martial Saint like Butterfly Sword Martial Saint can withstand.
At this moment, Hong Yuan took a step forward and immediately protected the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint behind him, resisting this power alone.
Compared to the anger in Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's heart, Hong Yuan was actually very calm in the face of these changes.
It's really peaceful.
Hong Yuan has long understood that the essence of an organization is for a group of people to help another group of people solve problems and make a living.
One group of people and another group of people, in the final analysis, are all human beings!
"hehe."
Directly facing the Snow Soul Great Sage, Hong Yuan sneered: "Sacrifice? Anyone can say this, but you, the soul-killing lineage, can't!"
boom--
Suddenly, there was thunder from the sky.
The face of the Great Sage Snow Soul suddenly turned ferocious, like an evil Shura ghost.
The other great sages were also suddenly shocked.
Who doesn’t know that the struggle between the Soul-Slaying Demon Emperor and Taiyin Holy Lord is an eternal pain for the Soul-Slaying lineage, and is the reason why they are always lower than the other great emperors in the human race!
Bo Qing is scolding people specifically to expose their shortcomings!!
"What a sharp-tongued bastard." The Great Sage Snow Soul's eyes were cold.
aside.
The three ancestors of the Ji clan are very satisfied with "Bo Qing"'s performance.
She once again compared "Bo Qing" with her husband-in-law Jiang Yi, and couldn't help shaking her head secretly, which made her approve of "Bo Qing" even more.
And when she heard that the Great Sage Snow Soul was disrespectful to the old and actually wanted to bully the young, her gentle and smiling face suddenly turned cold: "You are so presumptuous, are you really pretending that I am not here?"
next moment.
In the unbelievable gazes of everyone, a majestic aura as vast as the sun, moon, stars, and as big as the heaven and earth was released from the three ancestors of the Ji clan.
Quasi-Emperor!
In just one stroke, the Snow Soul Great Sage and the other four great sages were squeezed until their faces turned purple, and they no longer looked as arrogant as before.
"How is it possible? How could she break through to this realm?!" The Great Sage Snow Soul's eyes were dull and his body was cold.
The information he received was very wrong!
You must know that although the Great Sage and the Quasi-Emperor are both at the eighth level, they have the same status.
But because the five conditions for becoming a ninth-level emperor are more stringent than the last, it seems like talking in a dream.
That’s why the difference in combat power among the eighth level is like heaven and earth!
This quasi-emperor is an eighth-level saint who possesses a small part of the characteristics of the great emperor, and is only weaker than the alternative enlightenment and the great emperor!!
Ninth level~
"Fighting without breaking through, being restricted in every aspect but showing off his edge everywhere, he is worthy of being the ancestor of an ancient clan."
"This worldly sophistication can also be exploited by force. It seems that it is not much different from the sword fighting method~"
Hong Yuan's face was calm.
He was quite happy inside.
Regardless of whether he personally taught the Great Sage Snow Soul or not, Hong Yuan felt extremely refreshed just by looking at the mixed expressions of grief and anger on their faces.
Want to use force to overwhelm others?
Haha, I'm sorry, behind his "Bo Qing" is the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's support!
"Alas~"
"Fellow Taoist, please put away your magical powers."
After a while.
To be continued...