The long river of swordsmanship.

The soul of Zisu returned and became a saint on the ground, and the terrifying holy power enveloped everything.

Fortunately, Ye Luo reacted quickly and suppressed Zi Su's holy power, otherwise there would be more people who would suffer.

On Yintian Island, above the Sect Master Hall Square.

Now many disciples of Wudao Sect gathered here.

They all looked at the Zi Su bedroom.

"Is this a saint? What a powerful feeling."

"Do you have a feeling that the tenth junior sister's holy power is more terrifying than the third senior brother's holy power."

"Well, I feel that the power of the eldest brother becoming a saint is not much better than that."

The disciples of Wudao Sect were all talking.

Ye Luo next to him seemed calm about these conversations.

On the other hand, Su Qianyuan was so angry that he was even more terrifying than his holy power.

But Su Qianyuan couldn't say anything.

It's true.

The holy power of Perilla is even more terrifying than when he became a saint.

"The third brother, don't care about this. The tenth junior sister is indeed higher than you and me. Her feet have always been very extraordinary."

Ye Luo patted Su Qianyuan on the shoulder, so that he didn't need to care.

"Is the gap so big because of the leg problem?"

Su Qianyuan touched his head.

"It's not all. The tenth junior sister seems to have obtained some extremely terrifying inheritance, which is also one of the reasons why her saintly power is so terrifying."

Ye Luo could see the problem at a glance.

He saw it very clearly.

There is a very powerful inheritance on Zi Su.

It is precisely because of this inheritance that the sanctification aura of Perilla is so powerful.

"Why didn't I have this kind of inheritance?"

Su Qianyuan muttered.

"You are content, don't you have enough opportunities?"

Ye Luo was powerless to complain.

When he can't see it, right?

This third brother also has a lot of opportunities.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be so easy to become a sanctified.

If you have to count it, he is the one with the least chance.

It's all built up by your own talent.

Among the disciples of Wudao Sect, he was the most unlucky.

wrong.

He is not the most unlucky one.

The most unlucky person should be Zhang Lao Er, that guy is the real unlucky guy.

Neither chance nor talent.

I don’t know how Zhang Laoer is doing now.

I have to go and have a good look at him someday.

“That’s right, that’s right.”

Su Qianyuan grinned embarrassedly when he thought of the wills on his body.

"Okay, OK, Zisu should have completed the breakthrough now, let's go and take a look."

Ye Luo waved his hand, and he immediately prepared to lead many disciples to walk over there.

The other disciples naturally would not refuse, and nodded one after another, preparing to follow Ye Luo to congratulate Zi Su on becoming a saint.

They and their group had not taken a few steps yet.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking everyone's way.

It was Chu Yuan who returned.

"Master!"

When many disciples of Wudao Sect saw Chu Yuan, they were stunned for a moment, and then saluted and bowed together.

"No need to be polite, get up."

Chu Yuan waved his hand gently, not caring at all.

"Abide by the Master's orders!"

Many disciples stood up and stood up.

"Where is Zisu? Haven't the breakthrough yet? Luo'er, go and call Zisu over first."

Chu Yuan glanced at the disciples present, then spoke plainly and said.

“Yes, Master.”

Ye Luo took the order and left.

Chu Yuan stopped talking then, and he stood there, thinking inside.

As soon as he returned, he immediately gathered all his disciples and prepared to do some ideological work for these disciples.

If you become a saint in the future, don’t just go to Jihuang to overcome the saint’s disaster. It’s not too late to inform him first, and then go through the saint’s disaster.

Once you break through, you will go through the tribulation.

If he really doesn't react, it will be a big deal.

Each of these dozen disciples is his heart and soul.

He would feel distressed if he lost any of them.

So he needs to do some ideological work for these disciples.

Make these disciples more stable.

...

at the same time.

On the other side.

In the fairy world, in the heavenly land.

The Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Realm looked up at the sea of ​​nothingness and frowned.

Of course he felt it.

On the other side of Chu Yuan, the gods are not there.

His mind seemed to have no idea where he went.

This made him feel a little moved, should he attack Chu Yuan and forcefully seize power while Chu Yuan is out of mind?

But after thinking about it, he gave up.

If Chu Yuan comes to his senses, there will be another battle and damage, then it will be all the origins of the immortal world.

Chu Yuan now controls half of the immortal world.

Once the fight starts, the fairy world will definitely explode.

Such a thing is not worth the loss.

It's better to take a more stable path.

Cultivate saints, compete for luck, and suppress Chuyuan.

"Blue Sky."

The Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Realm said softly.

His voice came into the fairy world.

After a while, a golden light flashed.

The next moment, the figure of the Saint of Qingtian appeared in front of the heavenly way of the immortal world.
To be continued...