"You! Me!" Xuan Yue was so angry that she could hardly speak. She didn't expect that she would meet such a person who was more unreasonable than herself, and he was also a man. But there was one thing she was thankful for, that was the person in front of her.
She is not the enemy of her mother Xuan Ming, so she will not be afraid that he will use her to deceive Xuan Ming.
But she also felt aggrieved. She was obviously a strong person at that level, but she had to deceive herself by pretending to be a sub-sage level person.
When she was at home, Xuan Ming paid attention to him again and again. She was not allowed to lose her temper casually, let alone be disrespectful to saint-level masters. She herself also knew the terror of saints, and even with her ten courages, she did not dare to attack saint-level experts.
A master and a talker.
The first reason why I was offended by Yan Lingyu was because she said something bad about women, and she happened to have such a temper. She seemed to be cursing herself. How could she, the daughter of a saint, hold back such a tone?
The second is that she has a treasure on her body that can test the cultivation of all races. As long as they have not reached the saint level, they can measure the opponent's energy.
The daughter of a dignified saint must have a lot of treasures on her body. She can't defeat the saint, but she is almost invincible to him. If she can't defeat her, she can at least use treasures to kill people. With the treasures to back her up, she has nothing to fear.
, even if you accidentally offend a saint, as long as you are not Xuan Ming's enemy, you will follow Xuan Ming to make people let go of themselves. Moreover, Xuan Ming has a good reputation and basically has no enemies.
What she never expected was that not only did she offend a saint-level expert, but she was also an indifferent being. She was neither Xuan Ming's enemy nor the third most beautiful woman with the saint's cultivation.
He let her go just to save his face, and even hid his cultivation. He wandered around various races, trying to find someone to cry to but couldn't find anyone. The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt.
"Just let me out! I promise I won't trouble you." In a few seconds, mist filled her eyes, but as the daughter of a saint, she couldn't cry in front of so many people, so she held back.
Come down.
Seeing those eyes that were about to burst into tears, Yan Lingyu's heart instantly softened. He was a saint-level existence, and no one dared to care about him even in the prehistoric continent, but he was only afraid of the same thing.
, a woman's tears, once he sees a woman's tears rolling down, his head will explode in an instant, and he will lose all sense and not know what to do.
The only way now is to release her when her tears have not stopped. I am also glad that she has not shed tears yet, otherwise I will be helpless.
Just when he was about to take action, an overwhelming momentum rolled in. It was not facing someone, but an momentum coming from his body. The domineering aura of a saint. Following the momentum, a gray figure drew in the air.
Then, an old man in gray robe appeared next to the barrier.
Others may not have seen the way he appeared clearly, but two people at the scene could see it clearly, namely Yan Lingyu and Yun Feng. The two of them had already locked onto the old man before his momentum arrived. Although the old man was very fast,
It's so fast that even a strong person at the sub-sage level can't see it, but that's because he borrowed the power of heaven and earth to create an illusion. Any saint can borrow the power of heaven and earth like this, so how can he hide it from a strong person at the saint level?
who.
The moment the old man stopped, Yan Lingyu began to look at the old man. He was wearing a gray robe, but he looked particularly energetic. He had a head of black hair on his head that looked like he was seventy or eighty years old.
A huge stream of spiritual consciousness swept through the air, and finally landed on Yan Lingyu and Yunfeng with eager eyes.
This is a kind of contempt. An ordinary saint uses his spiritual consciousness to stare at the existence of the supreme saint. It is a kind of strong contempt. This is not allowed by any supreme saint. The saint has his own domineering and imposing manner. The supreme saint's
The domineering and imposing manner will never be lower than that of an ordinary saint. The consciousness in Yan Lingyu's body is ready to move, with the intention of attacking.
After thinking about it for a few seconds, the control body's consciousness collided with the old man's consciousness in the air at the fastest speed. However, deliberately holding back his hand, it only caused the old man to suffer a big loss, and did not cause him any serious harm.
hurt.
In fact, Yan Lingyu killed two birds with one stone by doing this. As a saint, the old man would definitely be able to identify Yunfeng's identity after careful investigation. And such an attack could successfully attract the old man's attention, making him unable to estimate other people.
"So strong!" At the moment he was attacked, the old man only felt a surge of spiritual consciousness rushing out in an instant, and he repelled him. Moreover, the domineering power and momentum in his spiritual consciousness did not belong to him, but was an existence that was definitely higher than him.
As expected, the old man looked at Yan Lingyu for the first time, but he no longer had the arrogance and domineering before. Instead, he looked at Yan Lingyu with awe and asked, "Welcome friends to our Tianwu Clan as a guest. I don't know my friend."
Who is it and why haven’t I seen you before?”
How many saints are there in the world? Basically all the strong men who have reached the saint level know it, but they have missed this one. Before he can figure out the situation, the old man can only ask if this is an existence that is not lower than him. Then
It means that once you are angry, you will have to bear an immeasurable price.
"I was brought here by Luo Lei. I will take him away when his coming-of-age ceremony is over. I won't bring you any trouble." Yan Lingyu smiled calmly.
"What, you want to take away Luo Lei?" the old man exclaimed.
Others may not know that Luo Lei is of the blood of the Emperor, but he, as a saint-level existence, has lived for millions of years, so naturally he cannot hide it from his eyes. What does the blood of the Emperor represent? It represents a saint, and it represents more than his peers.
A powerful saint. If the Heavenly Witch Clan had such a strong man, their tribe would be much larger.
Moreover, the Emperor's bloodline has another advantage, that is, it is easy to popularize. It takes others 100,000 years, but the Emperor's bloodline takes up to three years, which only takes one-third of the time. The longer the time, the more the Emperor's bloodline can be used.
function.
No matter where you are, what is most lacking is not money or equipment, but talent. With a good talent, you can withstand thousands of waste materials. With the same panacea, your growth will be different. When someone becomes a saint
, you are still taking steps towards popularization. When others become earth saints, you will become an ordinary saint. Maybe he himself cannot defeat tens of thousands of you, but when you are separated, it will be a situation of death.
Therefore, no one wants to lose talent, especially for such a heaven-defying existence. If he hadn't been secretly concealing this matter, it is estimated that the royal bloodline appears again in the Wu clan.
Seeing the look in his eyes, Yan Lingyu naturally knew why, and said nonchalantly, "I have already told him my identity, and he is willing to follow me."
Luo Lei is indeed a talent, and a rare talent, but Yan Lingyu has no shortage of talents. Xiaoyao Sect is a sect full of talents. The royal bloodline of the Wu Clan is indeed very good, but compared with Huayin's innate Taoist body, it is still a talent.
There's a big difference.
Although I like talents, I will not force any talents to follow me. If others do not follow me wholeheartedly, they will feel rebellious even if they are forced.
The old man nodded slightly. He had no choice. A person who reached the level of a saint basically would not lie. Even if he did, he would say it tactfully and it would not be considered a lie. The title of saint does not allow anyone to lie.
"Uncle Tianxing, rescue me quickly." When Tianxing appeared, the happiest person here was of course Xuan Yue, who was imprisoned in the barrier. In her opinion, the savior had appeared. Unexpectedly, the two of them chatted very much.
I was so busy that I forgot about her, so I had to cry out for help.
"Friend, please be generous and let her go. She is just a little baby. Just teach her a lesson. There is no need to argue with such a little baby." The old man Tianxing spoke very measuredly, not only without losing his dignity, but also jumping.
Not a single flaw.
As long as a being reaches the level of a saint, dignity is very important. If you say something wrong, it is likely to lead to a fight. As long as you are not a higher realm than the other party, you can completely break the other party's barrier, but in this way
, which would invisibly arouse the dissatisfaction of another saint, so he could only ask Yan Lingyu to move people to withdraw from the barrier.
"Little girl, you must remember your own words. If you dare to attack me, even your uncle Tianxing can't save you." Yan Lingyu looked at Xuan Yue threateningly. Now she has a saint as her backer.
Who can guarantee whether she will attack him on a whim? Although he is not afraid of attack, in order not to cause unnecessary trouble, he should give her a warning first.
"Hmph!" Xuan Yue snorted without any appreciation.
She has never suffered a loss in opportunities since she was a child. Not only did she suffer a loss today, but she was also almost restricted from freedom. She already hated Yan Lingyu from the bottom of her heart. She never thought that Yan Lingyu would let her go. She always thought it was God.
Only with the emergence of action can one be liberated.
"I don't know what to call you," Sage Tianxing asked.
"My name is Xiaoyao, and they usually call me Mr. Xiaoyao." Yan Lingyu replied with a smile.
Although many people are speculating whether Yan Lingyu has reached the level of a saint, they have not been sure until now. In this interview, everyone can confirm that when a saint faces a being who is not a saint, he does not need to call you, but you.
"Sage Xiaoyao, on behalf of the Tianwu clan, I welcome your arrival. We will treat you like a noble soldier. I hope you have a good time." Sage Tianxing made a friendly invitation gesture towards Yan Lingyu.
"Thank you!" As a saint, he deserves Yan Lingyu's thanks.
Sage Tianxing looked at Xuan Yue and said, "Yue'er, did you hear what Sage Xiaoyao said just now? If you provoke Sage Xiaoyao, I won't care about you. I think although Sage Xiaoyao will not embarrass you, he will also let you eat.