"I have thought that one day you will stand at the same height as me."
The sage Wen Dao stared at Zhong Wen for a long time and then said in an incredible tone, "But this day came so quickly, but it still exceeded my expectations."
"The last time we fought, you could barely save your life in my hands." Saint Lingxiao also had a doubtful expression on his face, "It has only been a few days, but your strength is not inferior to mine.
The speed of progress is simply incredible.”
"Senior, that's ridiculous." Zhong Wen scratched his head in embarrassment, "Compared to you, I'm still far behind."
"Excessive modesty is just pride." Saint Lingxiao shook his head, "Do you think anyone has the ability to let Mo Disheng avoid fighting?"
"There is an additional saint in the world, do you know what this means?" The saint suddenly asked after hearing the Tao.
"What?" Zhong Wen looked at him doubtfully.
"With an existence like you that is comparable to a saint, and with Taoist masters like Palace Master Lin and Miss Ling'er." Wen Dao Sage looked directly into his eyes and said word by word, "This means that Piao Hua
The palace has become a new holy place."
Zhong Wen trembled when he heard the words, and his eyes passed through the sage Wen Dao and looked at Lin Zhiyun's moon-shy face not far away.
The palace owner's sister also cast her gaze over. There was surprise, excitement, approval, and a trace of confusion and disbelief in her eyes.
"Yes, with your performance just now, Piaohua Palace has been promoted to the Holy Land, and there must be no one here who is dissatisfied." Saint Lingxiao said, "Although we have lost the 'Thinking Cliff', a new Holy Land has joined the battle.
, and still have to fight.”
Perhaps Zhong Wen's performance was too surprising. The two saints who usually kept their anger quiet turned out to be quite excited and discussed endlessly around the topic of the newly promoted Holy Land.
Saint Bing Chi also made a formation, but did not make a sound. He just stood aside quietly, looking at Zhong Wen with complex eyes.
If it weren't for being too carefree, this guy and Bing'er would really be a perfect match!
Looking at this wild boar that had eaten his own cabbage, Saint Bingchi couldn't suppress the disgust and rejection in his heart, but he had to admit that the young man in gold in front of him was really the best and most evil young man he had ever seen in his life.
One of them, no one of them.
"Old Bingchi, I suddenly feel envious of you." The saint suddenly said, "You have given birth to a good daughter."
"Don't come here." Saint Bing Chi glared at him angrily, "Don't think I don't know that your precious disciple has been hooking up with him a long time ago."
"After all, the apprentice doesn't have a daughter to marry." The saint laughed when he heard the Tao.
"His father is a disciple of the 'Lingxiao Holy Land'." Saint Lingxiao interrupted inexplicably, "His biological aunt Zhong Wuyan is still under my sect."
"My aunt is an elder after all, how can I get close to my wife?" the saint said with a half-truth and half-false smile.
"There is also a beautiful female disciple under Wuyan's sect." Saint Lingxiao said again without any clue, "I am very close to him."
Such an inexplicable sentence caused Saint Wen Dao and Saint Bing Chi to fall silent at the same time.
After a long time, the three of them suddenly laughed at the same time.
"Unknowingly, this kid is tied to all three of our holy places." The saint said with emotion, "In such a special period, it may not be a bad thing."
"In our lifetime, we old guys may be able to witness the birth of a legend." Saint Lingxiao showed his appreciation for Zhong Wen without hesitation.
Saint Bing Chi's eyes flickered and he was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Ling'er, has Zhong Wen reached such a height?"
During the formation, Lin Zhiyun took Nangong Ling's hand and said with some excitement, "When Qiqi and Xiaodie brought him to Qingfeng Mountain, he had no cultivation yet, but now he can actually rival the saint.
!”
"Yes, there are really not many people in this world that my disciple can't see through." Nangong Ling nodded, "Zhong Wen is definitely one of them."
"Back then, because his strength was low, he stayed in Piaohua Palace to take shelter from me." Lin Zhiyun suddenly said worriedly, "Now that I can no longer protect him, do you think he will..."
"Master, Zhong Wen's fate has been firmly tied to Piaohua Palace." Nangong Ling patted her jade hand gently, pursed his lips and said with a smile, "Even if you use a broom to drive him away, I'm afraid you won't be able to drive him away.
Let’s go!”
"That's right." Lin Zhiyun couldn't help but laugh out loud after hearing this, "I was worrying too much."
What kind of monster is this?
I just wanted to challenge a saint-level existence?
It's a damn miracle that I'm still alive!
Ji Lieshen stared at Zhong Wen, who was chatting and laughing with the three saints. His ears were filled with the praises and kind words of the heroes from all walks of life for the young man in gold. He felt dizzy, as if he was in a dream, and everything seemed strange.
That's so unreal.
"Xinyue, stop all inquiries about Piaohua Palace." Ji Xiaoran's expression was extremely serious, which was very different from his usual style, "Immediately, immediately!"
"Yes!" The girl Xinyue bowed and responded.
"Son!" Jiang Tianhe patted Jiang Yulang's shoulder and said earnestly, "Just pretend you didn't hear what my father said just now. Don't seduce Zhong Wen's woman. You won't even look at her.
understand?"
"Exactly, exactly." Jiang Yulang nodded in agreement, "It is perfectly normal for a saint-level practitioner to have more wives."
The father and son reached a rare agreement on their opinions.
"The Lord is invincible! Long live the Lord!"
Qiu Tianlong and others witnessed Zhong Wen displaying his great power and repelling the saint. They were all so excited that they were as excited as chicken blood. They waved their weapons indiscriminately, howled like ghosts, and shouted loudly. They were so excited that they couldn't stop at all."
"So, it turns out that brother Zhong Wen is so powerful?" Ma Yun was dumbfounded and asked the guard beside him, "I actually invited a saint to come out to escort the convoy?"
"We spent a cheaper fee than the Spirit Master to invite a saint." The guard flattered him, "The president's connections are really great!"
Unexpectedly, when Ma Yun heard this, his face turned pale, his lips trembled and he said, "I, am I underpaid?"
Guard: “…..”
At this time, on the top of the mountain, everyone's attention was focused on this magical young man who resisted powerful enemies and defeated the saints. There was no second topic.
"Thanks to Zhong Wen's performance just now, everyone's morale is extremely high now." Sage Wen Dao glanced around and suddenly smiled, "The Heroes Conference happened to be held, and the effect is probably better than expected."
Several people nodded in unison and landed on the ledge in front of the platform.
This is the beginning of an unprecedented grand gathering of elites.
…
In the endless blue sky, a ball of water-blue light suddenly appeared.
When the light dissipated, six figures appeared in the sky. They were Mo Disheng and others who had left the Heroes Conference.
"Did you hold back on him?"
As soon as they stood still, Shen Wei fiercely asked Feng Qingyu, "You were not so weak when you fought with me!"
"His Kung Fu and Dao are very weird." Feng Qingyu replied calmly, "Be careful with me."
"Really?" Shen Wei sneered, "You had already hooked up with him when I saw it, and you deliberately put on a show for us to watch."
"If you can't trust me, you might as well go and compete with him yourself." Feng Qingyu said calmly.
"you……"
"That's enough!" Modi Sheng interrupted him rudely, "This girl will not betray the temple. I can trust her."
When Shen Wei saw him speaking, he finally said nothing more, but anyone could see the dissatisfaction on his face.
"It has only been so long, but that boy has actually grown to such a height." The Seven-Star Sage said with emotion, "I thought that after destroying the 'Thinking Cliff', the situation was under control, but I didn't expect that Guo Tianwei died, and another Zhong came. Wen, it seems that winning this war is not as easy as imagined."
"He is only at the level of a spiritual master, so he can rival a saint." Beidou suddenly said, "If he is promoted to a saint..."
Before he finished speaking, the expressions of everyone present changed.
"This person must not be left here!"
After a long silence, Mo Disheng suddenly said decisively.
"What do you want to do?" The Seven-Star Saint stared into his eyes.
"While the Heroes Conference is over and everyone is returning," Mo Disheng replied word for word, "Get rid of him at all costs!"
"At any cost?"
Beidou's eyes fell on Feng Qingyu, who was silent for some reason, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing an indescribable smile.
This chapter has been completed!