"Disciple pays homage to Master." Seeing this, Mr. Feng also came to the Supreme Elder and bowed respectfully.

Although Feng Lao is an old man, the Supreme Elder is far above him in terms of age and seniority, and he is also half a master who has carefully taught Feng Lao.

"Haha, just come back."

"It seems like this kid Xing Jue has grown up a lot."

"Have you actually reached the level of a war emperor? This kind of growth rate is really embarrassing." The elder Taishang turned his gaze to Xingjue beside Nangong Shuiyue again, and a look appeared on his face.

A smile of relief.

"What? Have you actually reached the level of War Emperor?"

And when everyone heard the words of the Supreme Elder, they showed incredible shock. Just a few years ago, he was a young boy who had just entered the War King. A few years later, he actually entered the War King. This is called

How can they accept it.

Compared to everyone's shock, the face of the third elder of Yufeng Pavilion, Elder Chihuo, was even more ashamed. I thought that in order to train his disciples, he made everything difficult for Xing Jue.

And for a time, I thought about punishing him to death, but now that I thought about it again, I realized how stupid it was.

"I'm sorry, mother, I'm late." Xing Jue gently wiped the blood on the corner of Nangong Shuiyue's mouth with his hand, and said with some guilt.

"Silly boy, nothing happened to my mother." Seeing this, Nangong Shuiyue smiled happily and gently stroked Xing Jue's hair with her hand.

For a mother, no matter how old her child grows, how strong or successful she is, she will always be a child in her heart.

"Mother, please take a rest and leave the rest to me." Xing Jue forced a smile and said.

"Yes." At this moment, Nangong Shuiyue also smiled and nodded.

Afterwards, Xing Jue slowly stood up and cast his murderous gaze on the master of the Netherworld Palace and the dozen elders. Silent anger filled his body.
Chapter completed!