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Chapter three hundred and eighty fifth fame

Well!

Facing the gazes of everyone in the audience, Mo Wangchen couldn't help but be stunned. He also didn't expect that Ye Jiming would investigate his affairs so clearly.

"How did Brother Mo's fifth-level Nirvana cultivation level kill the powerful Saint?"

Finally, some people couldn't help but feel curious. After all, there are only a few young people in the current generation who can kill holy figures at the Nirvana level.

Needless to say, people like Ye Jingming and Xuanyuan Wudi, when they were able to conquer the Saint Realm with their cultivation in the Nirvana Realm, they also reached the peak of the Nine Transformations of Nirvana and touched the existence of the Holy Realm.

But now, Mo Wangchen is only at the fifth level. The gap between this is more than just a star. How can he kill the mighty Holy Lord?

Could it be an imperial soldier?

But even so, just relying on the emperor's weapons and Mo Wangchen's cultivation is not enough to fight against the mighty Holy Lord, let alone behead him. The difference in difficulty between confrontation and beheading is tenfold.

More than twice as much!

"Everyone should know Ye Qian, right?" Faced with the doubts of everyone in the audience, Ye Jiming suddenly asked with a smile.

Everyone was stunned, "But Ye Qian, the holy son of Shanhaizong?"

"Although this person is only at the seventh level of Nirvana, his strength cannot be underestimated. Even if we want to suppress him, I am afraid it will cost a lot of money."

"Yes, if we really talk about it, Ye Qian's strength is already unlimited, after all, we are the best."

The saints present, except for Ye Jiming, Xuanyuan Wudi, and Zhao Yihang, are not among the top ten masters, but they are also absolutely top geniuses. Each of them has reached the eighth level of Nirvana or above.

There are also many ninth-level masters. Among the top ten masters, the younger generation of Canglan Star Region is undoubtedly the strongest among them.

And if Ye Qian's strength improves a little, he will be able to compete with them. Naturally, they have heard of this kind of person.

"Ye Qian was chased by someone in the Fallen Immortal Forest that day. You all must have heard about it, and the person who chased him is now in front of you." Ye Jiming once again dropped a bombshell.

.

"What?!"

Hearing these words, everyone shuddered, stood up from their original positions, and looked at Mo Wangchen in astonishment.

Up to now, they had no doubt about Mo Wangchen's fighting power. He killed the Holy Lord and hunted down Ye Qian. Such feats were enough for them to take the young man in white in front of them seriously.

"What does he want to do?" Mo Wangchen frowned slightly, somewhat confused about Ye Jiming's thoughts. Does the other party really want to make himself famous outside the territory?

"I have always heard that Brother Mo's Divine King Body is the strongest physique in Tiannan's world. I had always thought that although the Divine King Body has unlimited potential, Tiannan has been sealed by a barrier for many years and his source energy is thin. But I never expected that.

Under such an environment, Brother Mo's strength is actually so strong, which really puts us to shame."

"I am the Holy Son of the Blood Demon Sect, Shaoyou Lin. I have the heart of the Blood Demon Emperor. Looking at my contemporaries, there are not many people who can match my physical strength. But even so, I still can't challenge the power of the Holy Lord. Brother Mo is an ancient wizard.

I, Shaoyou Lin, admire you!"

All the saints toasted to Mo Wangchen from afar, their eyes full of admiration.

"When it comes to physical strength, perhaps among the younger generation in the Canglan Star Region, Brother Mo is the number one."

Just as Lin Shaoyou finished speaking, Ye Jiming smiled indifferently again, "He is the first and only person among the younger generation to become a saint in the flesh!"

"What?!"

"Sanctification of the flesh?!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience took a breath. Even Xuanyuan Wudi and Zhao Yihang were obviously hearing this for the first time. When they looked at Mo Wangchen, their eyes were full of fear.

Undoubtedly, if Mo Wangchen really became a saint in the flesh, no matter who the young genius of the contemporary generation was, as long as he was close to him, no one would be able to withstand his physical strength.

It is so terrifying to become a saint in the physical body. Even if you look at the ancient times, not many people can do it. The difficulty is more than ten times more difficult than cultivating to enter the imperial realm.

"There is a descendant of the Demon Emperor in the south of the sky. He has a strange bloodline and a body of immortal bones. He has a piece of immortal bone in his body. He is born with the power to control the laws of Tao. He has a true dragon physique, a lunar body, and Kunpeng inheritance...

"

"Countless ancient super-powerful physiques have all appeared at the same time in this life. Don't underestimate Tiannan. If it hadn't been sealed by the barrier for many years, the cultivation level of those people would not be lower than those of us here."

"Now that the Tiannan barrier has been removed and the ancient starry sky road has been opened up, and Source Qi has poured into it, it won't take long for those people's cultivation to catch up. In this great world, if we really talk about it, Tiannan

It can be said that geniuses emerge in large numbers, and each one of them is gifted by nature and should not be underestimated."

After a glass of wine, Ye Jingming put down the glass. Obviously, he had learned a lot about the pattern of Tiannan recently. Otherwise, how could he know so many things so clearly.

"Earlier, I heard that Tiannan had removed the barrier. I always thought that in such an environment with thin source energy, it would be impossible for such a monster to be born. But now that I heard what Brother Ye said, I was really surprised.

"

It was difficult for everyone to calm down. Among the younger generation in the Canglan Star Region, there were only a few who were truly powerful. Now, so many monsters had suddenly emerged from Tiannan, and each of them had extraordinary potential. It really made them feel...

pressure.

After today, it is destined that these people will pay more attention to Tiannan, which also means that Tiannan will truly face the outside world and participate in this great world.

And Mo Wangchen's God King Body is the strongest body in the world in Tiannan. Even Qiongqi's bloodline and immortal bone body have been suppressed by him. It is conceivable that it won't be long before Mo Wangchen's name will be completely spread throughout the world.

Canglan's reputation has spread among the younger generation.



At a party, many people learned a lot of news that they had not known before, and they couldn't help but feel stressed.

Zhao Yihang's internal injuries became more serious and he coughed up blood more frequently. Therefore, the party dispersed early.

In a certain room, Zhao Yihang was lying on the big bed. Now, his face was extremely pale.

In front of the bed, Mo Wangchen stood here with a powerful saint. He was an old man with a white beard. He was one of the two peak saints from the Zhao family, and he was extremely close to the existence of the emperor.

The old man's name is Zhao Tianyi, and he is the ancestor of Zhao Yihang's lineage.

Buzz!

Mo Wangchen flipped his palm, and he took out the Yulinggen and handed it to Zhao Tianyi, who took it to Zhao Yihang.

Afterwards, two maids took care of Zhao Yihang in the room, while Mo Wangchen and Zhao Tianyi withdrew.

In a certain hall, Zhao Tianyi was sitting in the main seat, and Mo Wangchen was sitting under his right hand side. News just came that after swallowing the Yuling Root, Zhao Yihang's complexion was obviously much better.

This made Zhao Tianyi breathe a sigh of relief. He looked at Mo Wangchen and said with a smile, "Yihang's injuries are all thanks to Mo Xiaoyou's holy medicine. If you need anything, just ask, as long as it's from my Zhao family

Whatever you can take out, you must offer it with both hands."

Zhao Tianyi was smiling all over his face, his body was a little thin, and his aura was extremely restrained. He looked like an ordinary old man.

But Mo Wangchen knew very well that this was a terrifying figure who had touched the edge of the imperial realm. Hearing Zhao Tianyi's words, Mo Wangchen first groaned, and then spoke slowly.

"I don't need things like imperial weapons, source stones, etc. Seniors should know that I come from Tiannan. Compared with those outside the territory, the overall strength there is much worse. I only need a promise from seniors."

"What promise?" Zhao Tianyi was stunned for a moment.

"Senior left three spiritual thoughts on me. If I encounter a critical moment, I will ask senior to take action once. Each time I consume one spiritual thought, after three times, it will be considered as repaid. Today, my kindness to the Zhao family has been repaid.

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