A young man who didn't look like a monk at all dared to stand up and angrily attack the Western powers at this time.
This made countless Chinese head coach-level leaders feel excited and relieved.
Soon, someone recognized that this person was not the disciple of Longhu Mountain who had just suppressed eight fellow disciples at the foot of the mountain and threatened to single out the descendants of the Kunlun Xiang family!
Suddenly some people's eyes drifted to Taoist Guiyun.
This old and shameless guy can actually teach such a disciple who dares to be the first in the world. I can't help but feel full of envy in my heart.
That’s right, it’s just envy!
Although what Jiang Chen is doing now seems impulsive, if Western powers really want to take action, they also have concerns.
Otherwise, the Pope would have ordered the Eastern Expedition long ago!
I understand these principles, but people of their level cannot say such things, because they all represent the inheritance of a sect.
If you really say that, I’m afraid the Pope will have to fight even if he doesn’t want to fight!
"Hmph, China has fallen to this point, and a small monk in the Life Spring Realm dares to speak nonsense in a place like this!"
A young Western monk with blond hair, wearing a white robe embroidered with gold patterns, snorted and said disdainfully.
Jiang Chen looked over, not to mention, even with Eastern aesthetics, this yellow-haired man is quite handsome.
It's a pity that he just has a mouth!
"Which one are you?"
Hearing Jiang Chen's insulting question, Huang Mao was not angry yet, but there were several young men and women behind him glaring at him with angry expressions on their faces.
"How brave, how dare you speak to the Holy Son like this, you are seeking death!"
A Western female cultivator with a pair of majestic mountain peaks in front of her stared at Jiang Chen and said angrily. The pair of peaks were crumbling.
Several other young people also had the same expression, as if Jiang Chen had insulted their beliefs.
What the West cultivates is belief in one religion, so as the future pope, the Holy Son of the Holy See has extraordinary significance in their hearts.
"Humph, are you angry now?
When you were dismissive and arrogant towards me, the Eastern monks, why didn't you think about whether we were angry or not?
Why, you are only allowed to stand high and look down on the world, and no one is allowed to insult you?
I really don’t think there is anyone in China who can tolerate you being so presumptuous!”
Jiang Chen stood beside the village chief and angrily scolded those young Western monks with great righteousness.
The voice is blessed by divine power, like the Yellow Bell and the Thunderbolt, so that the entire monks in Yugong Mountain can hear it.
I couldn’t help but feel a sense of joy in my heart!
That is, this is China, not the Holy See. Foreign devils, go back!
"quibble!"
The holy son of the Holy See gave Jiang Chen a cold look, said softly, and then took a step forward, with golden lotuses blooming under his feet, as if a divine messenger was traveling.
A pair of white wings spread out from behind, and with a slight vibration, the whole person was carried into the air, like an angel walking on earth.
"Son!"
Seeing the Holy Son in such a state, the eyes of those young Western monks showed a glimmer of admiration.
Some female cultivators' faces were even flushed, and their hearts were pounding like little deer.
"Sometimes, the power of words is not worth mentioning in the face of absolute strength!"
A faint voice came from the mouth of the Holy Son. He was suspended in mid-air, and his sacred breath made the plants and trees thrive.
So strong!
Feeling the aura of the Holy Son, Jiang Chen was shocked. This guy was probably about to enter the second secret realm of the human body, the Dao Palace!
Even if Lao Zhang comes up, he may not be able to win for sure.
Jiang Chen frowned, the Holy Son's meaning was very obvious, don't push yourself around, speak with your strength when you have the ability!
It was obvious that the conflicts between the older generation had been steadily transformed by Jiang Chen into conflicts among young people.
It just seems like it’s a bit big, and it seems like he is no match for the Holy Son who is in the other side’s perfect state!
As the holy son of the Holy See, Peter always showed a kind face to others. Even though he was very angry in his heart, he still kept smiling.
However, to Jiang Chen, this smile was like the fangs of a vicious wolf.
boom!
Finally, Jiang Chen took a step forward and came to a place more than ten meters away from the Holy Son. He stepped on the ground and left cracks in it.
The cultivation of the Mingquan realm was undoubtedly revealed. In the sea of suffering, divine power surged. If Jiang Chen hadn't suppressed it, there would have been terrifying black and white lights rising into the sky.
But even so, his aura still makes many people of the older generation nod.
Very good, if you are in the same realm as Zhang Qingyang, Huang Tiannu and others, you won't be much worse than them.
It's a pity that Jiang Chen only has the Life Spring realm now.
Feeling Jiang Chen's aura, the Holy Son was slightly surprised. Ancient China still had no shortage of geniuses.
"We are here for peaceful purposes and do not want to take action, but for the glory of the Holy See, I have to take action.
I will attack you with the strength of the Life Spring Realm. If you lose, you must apologize to the Holy See in front of the whole world!"
The Holy Son's voice was still as calm as ever, and the wings behind his back flapped gently. He was really like the legendary angel, extremely holy.
But his words had extremely sinister intentions. If Jiang Chen lost and really wanted to fulfill his promise, it wouldn't be just him who would lose.
But the entire Chinese cultivation world!
But if he fails to fulfill his promise, everything Jiang Chen has done just now will be in vain.
Murder and heart-wrenching!
This holy son looks amiable, but he is also a ruthless person. He wants to make Hua Xia embarrassed in front of the monks all over the world.
"Jiang Chen, don't agree to him. He is a peak monk on the other side. He can even step into the Tao Palace at any time. Even if he suppresses the realm, it will be unfair to you!"
Taoist Guiyun's admonishment came to his ears, and the old man felt a little nervous at the moment, fearing that Jiang Chen would be impulsive and agree to the Holy Son's conspiracy.
Why don't the Chinese cultivation world say anything at that time? Anyway, their Longhu Mountain is famous, and there is a high probability that it will be negative.
Jiang Chen also knows about the conspiracy of the Holy Son. If it were his own wish, he would really like to have a chance with this guy and let him know how terrifying the human king's body is!
But looking at the entire Taoist sect's intentions, it seemed that they were unwilling to let him wade through this muddy water.
Just when Jiang Chen was hesitating whether to fight at the same level as the Holy Son or refuse to fight, two voices sounded in his ears at the same time, making him completely determined.
“Trigger the battle mission – Battle with the Holy Son!
Requirement: Accept the request of Saint Peter, fight on the same level, and guard the glory of the Chinese cultivation world.
1. Fight at the same level and hold on for ten minutes.
2. Fight across the level (Shenqiao) and hold on for five minutes.
3. Withstand the blow from the Holy Son’s realm of the other side.”
Jiang Chen didn't expect that the paradise's expedition mission would be triggered, and it was also a phased mission.
He can choose to complete one of these three requirements, or he can choose to complete all of them, which is very flexible.
Not only that, but the voice of the village chief came at the same time as the voice of Paradise.
"Let's fight. In Yugong Village, unless the Pope comes in person, I will protect you!"
Stable!
With the words of the village chief, Jiang Chen was no longer afraid, and he also wanted to try to see what level this holy son was.