Zhongzhou.
Located in the very center of this continent, it is rich in ideas and resources, and its territory is far larger than the other four areas. As a result, countless talented people have been born, and many of them have ancient inheritances and are terrifyingly deep.
The power is also entrenched here.
Luoheng Holy Land.
It's one of them.
Deep in the West.
A huge mountain range is located here in the shape of a tiger perched on a dragon's plate. The mountains are green and the clouds are misty, giving it a fairy-like atmosphere.
In the mountains.
A man walks forward slowly.
Taking the blame.
A sharp knife is inserted into the waist.
There was a faint look of exhaustion on his face.
It's Zuoyang.
"arrive."
Looking at the green water and green mountains in front of him, he exhaled softly and opened his hands to form an ancient seal.
Buzz!
The space trembled slightly.
Where there was nothing at all, a portal suddenly appeared.
No hesitation.
Zuo Yang took a step forward.
The door is not far away.
An old man with a leisurely demeanor was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, his eyes quiet, and when he sensed movement, he raised his eyelids slightly, and then... he stared straight at the boss!
"Left……"
His speech was incoherent and his demeanor was completely lost.
"Zuo Yang!"
"Old Wang."
Zuo Yang seemed familiar with him and nodded.
"you……"
Make some space.
Mr. Wang was so excited that he stood up instantly.
"You're back! Good, good, good! Hahaha... happy event, happy event, great happy event!"
Laughing.
He hurriedly summoned the messenger.
This Luoheng Holy Land is naturally much larger than the Wanhua Holy Land and others.
For a while.
Those who were close rushed over immediately.
Those who are far away are still trying their best to come.
Zuoyang left and came back.
It's like a dream to them!
"Step aside."
Seeing that he was surrounded by people, Zuo Yang was a little unhappy.
"I want to see the Holy Lord."
"Are you Zuoyang?"
Suddenly.
An angry shout came from mid-air, but it was a young man, followed by dozens of people, who instantly landed in front of Zuo Yang.
"You still have the nerve to come back!"
It is different from the joy of others.
The people behind him all looked evil.
"who is he?"
Zuo Yang frowned.
"this……"
The old gatekeeper was a little embarrassed.
"After you leave, this will be the new Holy Son."
"..."
Zuo Yang was silent for a moment, looking directly at the young man with a calm expression.
"From today on, you are no longer."
"What did you say!"
"I come back."
Zuo Yang thought for a while.
"Continue to be a Holy Son."
"presumptuous!"
The young man was furious.
"The position of the Holy Son is the foundation of the Holy Land. It needs to go through many tests. Do you think you can take it as you want..."
"Hahaha……"
Sudden.
There was a burst of laughter.
The sound was grand and distant, and it seemed to resonate with the great road.
"Is this true?"
In silence.
An old man with a red face, wearing linen clothes, white hair and bare feet fell in front of Zuo Yang.
"Holy Lord!"
Everyone saluted.
"Zuo Yang!"
Holy Lord Luoheng ignored them at all, just stared at Zuo Yang, the ecstasy in his heart was not concealed at all, "Do you know how many years I have been waiting for your words, tsk tsk, my cultivation level is a bit low, back then
When you leave, you will be in the realm of Heavenly Tribulation..."
"Busy cooking."
Zuo Yang interrupted him.
"I don't have time to break through."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
Holy Lord Luoheng did not dare to force him.
To be continued...