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Chapter 780

On the fifth floor of Miaoyinfang in Baiyu City, the breeze blew by, blowing Wang Xinyao's black hair, and the refreshing fragrance of hair floated in the air.

Not far away from Wang Xinyao, Chen Qingzhi narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at the slender figure of the daughter of the Xuan Mo Sect.

There are many female disciples in the Xuan Mo Sect, but no one can compare with Wang Xinyao. She stands out from the crowd, not only has a beautiful and fragrant appearance, but also has an extremely prominent life experience.

Chen Qingzhi was trained as Wang Xinyao's double monk by the leader of Wanguo. Wang Wanguo hoped that in the not-too-distant future, whether he advanced to the Nascent Soul Realm, ascended to the Great Realm, or exhausted his lifespan and turned into a withered bone in a coffin, there would be one

A man can stand firmly behind his daughter and bear the storm with her.

Chen Qingzhi has lived up to the master of all nations. He is extremely talented and extremely hard-working. He will immerse himself in hard training as long as he has time.

There are more than 10,000 elite disciples from the six major sects in the Xuanling Realm. There are not too many geniuses, but there will definitely be no less. But Chen Qingzhi can be called the leader of the younger generation.

In the future, the storm in the Xuanling world will be set off by people like Chen Qingzhi. He will become the new pinnacle of the world of immortality, and he will want all the beauties.

But a casual cultivator named Chen disrupted Chen Qingzhi's wishful thinking for more than 20 years.

If Chen Yu died in the Canglan River today, his voice, appearance, and smile would only become the memory of the daughter of the Xuan Mo Sect.

Chen Qingzhi firmly believes that time can take away everything. This is the truth in the world!

If Chen Yu does not die, even if he leaves the Xuanling Realm, Wang Xinyao will miss and care about him forever.

'Zhu Shiji, Wan Sheng, if you two can't even deal with a casual cultivator, you might as well buy a piece of tofu and kill him!' Chen Qingzhi murmured in his heart.

It was rumored by the outside world that the devil surnamed Chen was extremely powerful in combat, but Chen Qingzhi scoffed at it.

If the leader of the Ten Thousand Kingdoms Sect was not here, Chen Qingzhi would have rushed to the Canglan River long ago and joined the battle to attack and kill Chen Yu.

"Boom!" Baiyu City is half a day's journey from Canglan River, but the aftermath of the battle between Chen Yu and Zhu Shiji has reached here.

Underground, there was a rumble, the sound was very weak, but it was real.

The wind between heaven and earth was suddenly violent, and sometimes silent. Suddenly, on the horizon in the distance, a large group of birds flew over, covering the sky and the sun, and making continuous mournful sounds.

Large numbers of birds fluttered their wings and flew over the White Jade City. There were sparrows, orioles, and geese. The scene was like before a natural disaster.

Wang Xinyao clasped her hands together tightly, her palms filled with dense sweat. Her skin color, which used to be rosy and healthy, was now as pale as paper.

Only Li Caiwei hugged Wang Xinyao's shoulders and comforted her silently. The leader of the Wan Kingdoms sighed helplessly when he saw his daughter's longing posture.

Several elders of the Xuan Mo Sect looked eagerly in the direction of the Canglan River, their hearts feeling as if they were being scratched by a cat, not to mention how uncomfortable they were.

After all, this is the first battle in the Xuanling world in five hundred years, and it is destined to be recorded in history for future generations to observe!

Who doesn’t want to get up close and see with your own eyes the peerless elegance of a half-step Nascent Soul powerhouse?

"Huh?" Suddenly, Wang Wanguo stood up and came to Wang Xinyao's side.

"Father, what's wrong?" Chen Qingzhi asked in shock.yyls

Wang Wanguo stretched out his right hand and leaned out of the window. There was a hint of shock in his expression, "Look, this day has changed!"

Under the incredible gaze of pairs of eyes, the entire Miaoyinfang changed dramatically!

A moment ago, the strong wind blowing from north to south suddenly changed its trajectory!

A gust of wind came suddenly, passing through Baiyu City from south to north!

The windows of the rows of houses were blown and creaked, and the lanterns under the eaves swayed crazily!

"What's the sound?" An elder looked back to the south.

There was a whistling sound, which gradually became clearer, like a wave rolling up in the vast ocean, with a huge sound.

"Coming!" Wang Wanguo reminded.

"Boom!" If someone looked down from high altitude at this time, they would see a magnificent scene.

The auras of heaven and earth gathered together to form a dazzling array of horses, flying over the White Jade City like ten thousand real dragons.

Wang Xinyao stayed on the spot, Chen Qingzhi was stunned, including the other elders, all of them opened their mouths in shock, unable to believe what they were seeing.

This is a miracle!

The spiritual energy is surging, like the Milky Way hanging on the wall, running across the north and south, with no end as far as the eye can see!

The rumbling sound is like a god beating a drum, shaking the world. The long river of spiritual energy comes and goes quickly, heading towards the Canglan River.

"Oh my god, what did I see?!" Suddenly, an elder from the Xuan Mo Sect screamed in horror, his legs trembling with fear, and his body was like sieve chaff.

Everyone in Miaoyinfang saw the thousand-foot giant on the horizon holding up the line between heaven and earth!

No, that is not a giant, but a Dharma image!

The Dharma Appearance is thousands of feet high, bigger than the tallest mountain in the Xuanling Realm, and even the sun in the sky hangs on his shoulders!

"Is this Zhu Shiji's heavenly will? It's really amazing, as if he can embrace the sun and the moon and breathe in the stars!" The leader of the Ten Thousand Kingdoms gave Zhu Shiji a very high evaluation.

Wang Xinyao's expression at this moment was hard to describe, it was extremely bad.

As for the remaining elders, the blood in each individual was surging, as if they were on fire.

The leader of the Ten Thousand Kingdoms glanced coldly and said: "I allow you to go to the Canglan River to watch the battle, but remember, you must not interfere."

"Now that Zhu Shiji has used the will of heaven, it proves that he is not completely sure to win the casual cultivator named Chen. This battle is rare in the Xuanling world for 500 years. It is worthy of the name. If you really want to intervene, you will be killed instantly."

"Sect Master, let's go!" After saying hello, several powerful elders of the Xuan Mo Sect, like children running to a candy store, rushed to the Canglan River.

Rare in five hundred years!

True to its name!

This is the evaluation of Wang Wanguo, the leader of the Xuan Mo Sect. It would be a pity to miss this kind of battle!

"Father!" Chen Qingzhi swallowed wildly. He had cursed Chen Yu countless times in his heart. He warned himself thousands of times that at this moment, the most important thing was to stay with Wang Xinyao.

But that heart has already flown to the battlefield, and it is difficult to control it!

"Go, be careful, you can only watch from a distance, don't get close!" Wang Wanguo said calmly.

"Thank you, adoptive father!" At this moment, Chen Qingzhi was like a hound that smelled the smell of bones, screaming happily as he ran.

"Roar!" Suddenly, at the end of the horizon, bathed in the brilliance of the sun, the dazzling Dharma form of Qianzhang suddenly looked up to the sky and roared.

Wang Xinyao's heart suddenly twitched, and she felt an absurd feeling.

She was very afraid, very afraid that the Dharma statue standing tall in the sky would swallow the sun into its belly.

"Father!" Wang Xinyao's eyes were red and she looked at Wang Wanguo.

The leader of the Wan Guo Sect said with a cold face: "Daughter, whether the casual cultivator surnamed Chen is alive or dead has nothing to do with me. You must remember that your father has already made concessions for you!"

Wang Wanguo should be thankful that today Wang Xinyao threatened her life to stop the Xuan Mo Sect.

If Xuan Mo Sect really attacks Chen Yu for 200,000 spirit stones, there will only be one consequence: annihilation!


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