"Our Taixu Sect is naturally not as rich and wealthy as the Holy Land of Empty Burial."

A pleasant female voice came, and a woman appeared in everyone's sight.

Seeing this woman, all the Taixu Sect disciples present showed a look of respect.

"I've met Senior Sister!"

The person who came was surprisingly the Saint Li Jianling of Taixu Sect.

Just now, the wretched man with a hint of ridicule in his eyes was the Holy Son who was buried in the Holy Land.

"That's quite foresight." A faint sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of the air-buried Holy Son's mouth.

As the Holy Son of the Holy Land, the Holy Son was buried in the air with thousands of people and faces.

Be polite and courteous when facing the Holy Sons from other Holy Lands.

Facing mortals, he has some compassion.

When dealing with a small sect like Taixu Sect, which is even somewhat hostile, he has no respect for these disciples at all.

Of course, in the eyes of the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Air Burial, Taixu Sect is not qualified to be his opponent of the Holy Land of Air Burial.

A sect without the Holy Master is nothing at all.

"Huh." Li Jianling snorted coldly, with a look of displeasure on his face.

Unfortunately, facing the Holy Son who was buried in the Holy Land, she couldn't be too tit-for-tat.

There was a bright look on the face of the Holy Son of Air Burial: "However, it is good that the Dao Pond can add a ray of Dao. This is thanks to the generosity of your Taixu Sect."

The true disciples present were all a little angry, but no one spoke.

This is the strength of the Holy Land, or the strength of the Holy Lord.

"Our Taixu Sect has not yet agreed to let you use the Great Dao Pool." Li Jianling looked at the burial of the Holy Son in the air with deep eyes.

"Really?" The Holy Son of Air Burial didn't care at all, "Since I'm here, does it matter whether I agree or not?"

There was a confident smile on his face.

Many true disciples of Taixu Sect were indignant.

Li Jianling, in particular, gritted his teeth as if he wanted to bite the Holy Son of Air Burial to death.

Xu Chen's eyes were calm. He finally understood why Zhao Feixue didn't like to bury the Holy Son in the air.

Not only because the Holy Son of Buried in the Air looks wretched, but also maybe because of the character of the Holy Son of Buried in the Air.

Xu Chen couldn't accept this kind of character.

He is still alive and well in this upper world, probably because he is so talented.

At this time, the leader of Taixu Sect had appeared. He took a step forward with a polite smile on his face.

"Holy Lord Litian, why do you have time to come to our Taixu Sect?"

The leader of Taixu Sect looked at the old man in black next to the Holy Land of Empty Burial.

Others also looked over, with shock on their faces.

It turned out to be the Holy Lord!

That old man turned out to be the Holy Lord.

You know, this is their first time seeing the Holy Lord.

There is no Holy Lord in the entire Kunlan Realm, or the Seven Realms.

The old man in black looked calmly: "I passed by Kunlan Realm and came to take a look.

I heard that Taixu Sect’s Great Dao Pool is quite good and can condense the Tao principles.

Is there no problem with us borrowing it from the Holy Son who was buried in the Holy Land?"

The old man in black had a smile on his face, and his voice seemed to be pleading, but it was unquestionable and disgusting.

The face of the leader of the Taixu Sect changed again and again: "There are only so many Taoist principles in the Daochi. If one more person is added, the effect will be worse."

He could not refuse the empty burial in the Holy Land.

Especially now, the Seven Realms are in an embarrassing period.

They have been waiting for Zhu Wushen to successfully be promoted to Holy Lord.

If at this moment, the Holy Land of Empty Burial is offended, and a Holy Lord interferes, then Zhu Wushen's promotion will encounter problems.

"In that case, this time I will enter the Holy Land by myself. The rest of you Taixu Sect, please wait until next time." Holy Lord Litian spoke with a confident smile on his face.

After hearing the words of Holy Lord Litian, the face of the leader of Taixu Sect became embarrassed.

Li Mo, Tai Yan, Liu Qi and others looked livid.

This time, a total of twelve people entered the avenue pool for baptism, while others watched the ceremony.

The words of Holy Lord Litian were cutting off their path.

How can they not be angry?

Unfortunately, they were facing a Holy Lord.

Even their sect master cannot match him.

"This is absolutely impossible." The leader of Taixu Sect refused directly.

This baptism in the Great Dao Pond is related to the improvement of the strength of Taixu Sect’s Divine Ascension Realm disciples.

After being promoted, they will have to fight against the Blood Demon Sect.

If their disciples do not enter the baptism this time, they will have to wait three years before the next one.

Taixu Sect cannot wait.

The leader of Taixu Sect still looked gentle, but in his heart he hated the Holy Land of Empty Burial.

It's a pity that the world of immortality is so cruel.

The other party is so domineering.

Mainly, the sect is still weak and there is no strong person.

At the beginning, the Mengling clan was also a large clan in the upper realm, occupying dozens of realms and having hundreds of holy masters.

But what?

There is no great emperor, not even a powerful quasi-emperor.

As a result, he offended a big shot and his whole family was destroyed.

In today's Taixu Sect, there is no Holy Lord who has returned to the realm of gods.

Facing such a huge thing as the Empty Burial Holy Land, naturally we can only endure it.

"Haha." Holy Lord Litian smiled and said nothing.

However, his smile was cold, with a hint of murderous intent.

Come to think of it, he was not very satisfied with the Taixu Sect leader's answer.

At this time, the Holy Son of Air Burial spoke: "Great Elder, I will step back, otherwise others will say that we are bullying others in the Holy Land of Air Burial.

Although we do often bully others, we should change our minds occasionally, right?

I then entered the Dao Pond together with the twelve people from the Taixu Sect.

If I remember correctly, the stronger you are and the higher your talent, the more benefits you can absorb from the Great Dao Pool.

Entering the Great Dao Pond depends entirely on your own abilities."

In the Dao Pool, the Dao that appears each time it is opened is limited.

If one person absorbs more, the other person will absorb less.

The Holy Son who was buried in the Holy Land was confident.

Although, he has only just reached the ninth level of the divine realm.

However, he has his own confidence.

After all, he is extremely talented, otherwise he would not be able to reach the state of fugue, and he would be buried in the air in the Holy Land.

"Okay." The leader of Taixu Sect finally gritted his teeth and nodded.

Now, that's all.

You have to fight for everything by yourself.

"Everyone, please enter the Great Dao Pond with the Holy Son of Empty Burial." The leader of the Taixu Sect said, his voice a little cold.

"As ordered." These true disciples looked at the Holy Son buried in the air, and their eyes were not very friendly.

The Holy Son of Air Burial smiled: "I am a mainlander. When I eat meat, I will leave some meat for you."

Upon hearing the words of burying the Holy Son in the air, these true disciples had different expressions.
To be continued...