But in fact, the Sheng Lao knew who was the one who killed Lu Zixuan, so he said helplessly: "No need to investigate, the person who killed Lu Zixuan is the Shengzi."
Upon hearing this, everyone changed their horror.
Ye Wudao defeated Mo Xiaoyu before, but now he even killed Lu Zixuan.
This is too strong!
You should know that Lu Zixuan is stronger than Mo Xiaoyu, ranking ninth, but he is one of the few top geniuses in the holy land.
However, many real people sneered.
First, a real person belonging to the ancient Yuntian faction, named 'Zhuque True Man'. Among the real persons, this person is considered an upper-class master. He has reached the late stage of the Dragon Realm. He looked at the Holy Old and smiled faintly: "Holy Old, Holy Old, Holy Old
Zi's tyranny has long been revealed. He first killed the three-eyed real person at will, and now he killed Lu Zixuan, the top genius in our holy land. Such bloodthirsty nature will make everyone suffer. Moreover, who knows whether he will be the next time.
He will kill people again. In my opinion, this person is not only not qualified to be the sacred son of our holy land, but also full of evil spirits and must not be kept!"
The Holy Old Man said in a deep voice: "What did you say? Are you asking me to kill the Holy Son?"
Zhuque Zhenren smiled and said, "Sacred Old, Ye Wudao is not the sacred son of our holy land. In addition, is there anything wrong with what I said? No matter how genius he is, he cannot ignore the rules of the holy land and kill people by chance. Lu Zixuan is our holy land.
The end object of cultivation died just like this, and the loss to our holy land was too great!”
"If one day he will kill all the geniuses and real people in our holy land, then it will be too late to regret!"
The old man snorted coldly and said, "Zhuque Zhenren, don't be sensational here. You should know why you kill the Three-Eyed True Man. In addition, the Holy Son is Lu Zixuan, and there must be a reason!"
"After I investigate it clearly, I will give a statement to Master Qingxuan!"
Master Qingxuan couldn't help it and gritted his teeth and said, "Saint, even if my beloved disciple has something wrong, it's not Ye Wudao's turn to punish him. I don't care. Ye Wudao killed me.
His beloved disciple, he must pay his life, otherwise this matter will never end!"
boom!
But the next moment, a powerful storm swept out from the Holy Old, and the pressure of that breath instantly locked and suppressed everyone present, and at the same time lifted them all out.
Everyone was frightened.
The sage elder said coldly: "I will say another word. I will give you an explanation for this matter, but if anyone dares to say something about the death of the Holy Son, don't blame me for being rude!"
After saying that, he glared at Zhuque Zhenren and immediately left.
At this moment, Ye Wudao did not know that he had caused a stir in the holy land because of his killing Lu Zixuan.
The entire holy land was talking about this matter.
Even under the guidance of those who are interested, the situation is moving in a direction that is not conducive to Ye Wudao.
At this time, Ye Wudao and Mo Xiaoyu had just arrived at the Holy City.
The holy city is the center of the entire holy land. Whether it is the holy land of Xingcang or other holy lands, there is a holy land and holy city.
When he was still at a high altitude, Ye Wudao overlooked the entire holy city. The entire holy city was black all over, covering an extremely vast area, and could not see the edge at all. The city wall was hundreds of feet high and the city gate was very spacious, enough to accommodate ten.
A carriage went in at the same time, and it was loose.
When you enter the Holy City, you cannot fly, and many warriors around you fall from high altitudes.
Some people take a flying boat or a flying cavalry and put away the flying boat and the cavalry, and then land and then enter the city.
Among the people entering the city, there were also those who rode strange monsters, or some monsters pulled chariots or sedan chairs, carrying some extremely powerful warriors into the city.
Ye Wudao even felt the breath of a powerful man in the power realm, and his aura was shocking. A hundred people retreated. The soldiers guarding the city on both sides were so scared that they didn't dare to breathe.
Like the powerful realm, they are basically in various places, and they are all horizontal.
After all, strong people like quasi-saints or saints have a small number on the one hand, but rarely come out to walk around on the other hand. Even if they come out, it is basically impossible to enter through the city gate like others.
They often reach extremely far and secret places with just one thought.
When Ye Wudao entered the city, he saw countless tall buildings, some of which were tall and hundreds of stories high into the clouds, and even countless cranes flew around and made crisp chirping.
There was also a stage set up in the sky, where beautiful fairy girls sang and danced on it, showing off their charm, which caused countless onlookers to shout and give rewards.
There were also people sitting in an attic with heavy curtains in the attic. Many people sat on the futon, surrounded by middle-aged people in white on the middle round platform.
At this moment, the middle-aged man was practicing sword techniques. Each sword was very mysterious, with a flow of Taoism. The sword technique seemed slow and light, but it caused the vibration of the space. The water flow in the water tank and the fish floated and fell on the ground.
But soon, like time flowing back, these water flows and fish returned to their original appearance and slowly flowed into the water tank.
This seems simple. Some people may think that only with cultivation can it be done, but the man clearly did not use any cultivation. He just regressed space and even time with the will of swords, and restored things to the point of the past.
The surroundings were very lively, and things or performances that Ye Wudao had never seen before.
Ye Wudao saw many novel things and felt extremely happy.
Before they knew it, the two of them came to a teahouse.
Ye Wudao had a little dry mouth and suggested going in for tea. Mo Xiaoyu hesitated for a while and felt it was still early, so he nodded and agreed.
The two of them had tea.
Ye Wudao smiled and said, "This holy city is really lively. I feel like I can't finish watching the novelty here for a month. It seems that if you have time in the future, I will come and see it more."
Suddenly he thought of Long Ling and sighed, "It's just a pity that Long Ling followed the Fairy Yueling and didn't even have the chance to come to this holy city to see it."
"Otherwise, she would definitely be very happy!"
Mo Xiaoyu looked at Ye Wudao in surprise and asked, "I heard from Master that when you came to the holy land, there was a beautiful woman named Long Ling around you who evolved into the ninth-grade Qinglong Taoist Palace and was eventually
The fairy Yueling took it as her disciple and left the holy land!"
"What's your relationship?"
Ye Wudao smiled playfully, "Do you care a lot about what our relationship is?"
Mo Xiaoyu's face turned red and he said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense. What's your relationship with you? It has nothing to do with me. I just asked afterwards."
Ye Wudao shook his head and laughed, saying, "Actually there is nothing that cannot be said. She and I have been married because of some things. In fact, we are very good friends and can give our lives to each other."
"Actually, I never thought that so many things would happen between me and her. She is not here now and I miss you very much. I just don't know when the next time I meet!"
Mo Xiaoyu glanced at Ye Wudao and said, "Then why did you kill Lu Zixuan and take revenge on Yun Zhenren and Wei Tianze?"
Ye Wudao shrugged and said, "That's right, there are reasons why he is unhappy. After all, he does something like that to you, and there is no need to keep such a person!"
Mo Xiaoyu sighed and said, "Although everyone doesn't say it, many people actually know that Yuntiangu and Wei Tianze are going to deal with you. Lu Zixuan is just a little person, but Yuntiangu is a quasi-saint, not what you can deal with now.
It’s not that the Holy Old is suppressing you, you have been dead for thousands of times.”
"As for Wei Tianze, although you can kill Lu Zixuan, don't underestimate Wei Tianze. Although this person is not like you, he evolved into the Immortal Palace, and now I don't know if he has entered the second level of the Dragon Realm, but,
His strength is absolutely very strong!”
"This year, Wei Tianze is twenty-five years old, but in fact he is twenty-two years old, which is the Dragon Realm he entered three years ago. Three years ago, it happened to be the ten-year holy bi in the holy bi.
At that time, with his cultivation level as the first level of the Dragon Realm, he defeated the master of the fifth level of the Dragon Realm, and increased the ranking of the holy land by twelve rankings, becoming the number one genius in the entire holy land, with a rising status, and even more
In the next three years, he made many contributions to the Holy Land, and many people said that he would become the Holy Son of the Holy Land!”
"And you snatched his sage as the Holy Son, no wonder Yun Tiangu and Wei Tianze will attack you."
Ye Wudao smiled and said, "I don't care about the name, but if I can become a saint son, I can obtain many conveniences and cultivation resources. Therefore, I cannot give up the position of the saint son, and I am not afraid of their means.
, Since I have chosen to be my enemy, I have to give them the end of death!”
Mo Xiaoyu shook his head and said calmly: "You are too confident, and you can even say that you are overestimating your abilities. Not to mention who is stronger than Wei Tianze? But there is a Yuntian Gu who is destined to be unable to fight.
But quasi-saint, do you understand?”
Ye Wudao smiled and said, "So what about the quasi-saint? I will step into this realm sooner or later. Of course, I know what you mean, don't worry, I know the right amount."
Mo Xiaoyu took a sip of tea, looked out the window, nodded and said, "Well, you know."
Suddenly he quickly explained, "Well, I've told you so much, that's because you save me, don't think too much."
Ye Wudao was stunned, then smiled and said, "I didn't think so much, but you do care about me."
"You!" Mo Xiaoyu was slightly embarrassed and turned his head and stopped talking.
Ye Wudao was also tactful and didn't make fun of him.
But just after the two of them were silent for a stick of incense, a sudden sound of fighting appeared in the sky outside the window.
After a bomb, three women and one man were floating in the sky at a distance of 1,000 meters, facing each other, with a very strong aura, and he was a master of the Dragon Transformation Realm.
These three women and one man are all very young.
The women were all beautiful beauties. As for the strange man, he was actually a bald man with a white robe and a golden bowl, which looked like a thing that monks begged for.
At the moment, the man looked at the three girls with a crazy expression, his mouth was cracked and he could swallow a child's head, and he laughed and said, "Three beauties, brother, I'm here to find you. By the way, my brother's proposal last time,
How are you thinking about it?"
"If you agree, we don't have to beat you. If you don't agree, then I have to knock you all out and carry you home, haha!"