"The young man with the bow is actually here too!"
"Hua Tiance, the son of Tianyan, Fang Rui, the son of Queyun, Ye Wudao, the son of the God of War, plus this young man with the bow, there are four talented people from the younger generation!"
Countless people were stunned, with fire in their eyes. In recent years, there has never been such a grand gathering of so many Sons of God figures. This is the first time for such a grand occasion.
"I did come from Canglan with her, and we have a good relationship." Mo Wangchen looked at Ye Wudao with the eyes of everyone in the audience and said calmly.
"Good relationship?"
As soon as he said this, Ye Wudao frowned slightly and looked at Mo Wangchen up and down.
Maybe he misunderstood something and snorted coldly, "I don't care what relationship you had with her in the lower world before. Now that you have come to Tiangang, she is already the eighth disciple of the Holy Lord Huaxian. There is a world of difference between you."
Don't."
Hearing this, Mo Wangchen frowned, "What do you mean by that?"
"You want me to sever ties with her?"
"That's right." Ye Wudao responded, looking at Mo Wangchen indifferently, "I want to marry her, and I don't want you to appear in front of her again."
"Are you sick?"
Mo Wangchen suddenly said such a sentence, which made everyone in the room look stunned, and then they all took a breath of cold air.
Are you sick?
Looking at the current world, who among the younger generation dares to talk to Ye Wudao like this?
"Why should I sever ties with her? What a meddlesome person! If you marry, you will marry. Has she agreed? Don't be so sentimental here!"
Mo Wangchen squinted his eyes and snorted coldly. Apparently, Ye Wudao had misunderstood his relationship with Qin Yue, but Mo Wangchen was too lazy to explain.
However, it would be a bit too overbearing to sever ties with Qin Yue as soon as the other party comes.
"Are you looking for death?!"
Hearing Mo Wangchen's words, Ye Wudao narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and looked down at Mo Wangchen directly.
"Buzz!"
The sun-shooting bow appeared in his hand, and Mo Wangchen showed no fear on his face, "What about the Son of God? What about the top geniuses of the younger generation?"
"What qualifications do you have to interfere in the affairs between me and Qin Yue?"
As soon as this statement came out, many people looked at Mo Wangchen with astonishment.
I just felt that he was too courageous to dare to talk to Ye Wudao like this, which was no different from seeking death.
"Don't think that just because you can kill Feng Wuhen, you can stand shoulder to shoulder with me. I can crush you with just one finger!"
Ye Wudao's eyes flashed coldly, feeling that Mo Wangchen was too arrogant and had offended his majesty.
Looking at the entire Northern Immortal Realm, how long ago did anyone among the younger generation dare to talk to me like this?
Even Fang Rui and Hua Tiance in front of them were polite to him. He, a person who came from the lower world, was so bold and did not take him seriously at all.
"It's interesting..."
At this moment, Hua Tiance and Fang Rui looked at each other, and then looked at Mo Wangchen again.
There was a look of great interest in the eyes of the two of them. Naturally, they had heard about Mo Wangchen's shooting of Feng Wuhen's incarnation.
But he didn't pay too much attention to it. Although they were both sons of the same god, Feng Wuhen was more than one level behind them.
Now, this young man dares to confront Ye Wudao. I don't know if he has absolute confidence or is too arrogant.
Boom!
Suddenly, outside the crowd, two terrifying auras soared into the sky. Immediately, there were two figures flying up into the sky. It was the two emperor-level masters from Fenglei Valley who had been staying beside the teleportation circle before.
able.
"Is this my little friend who killed the incarnation of my Fengleigu Divine Mind in the ancient immortal city?" One of them narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Mo Wangchen.
"It's me."
Mo Wangchen frowned, squeezed the divine bow in his hand, and responded calmly.
The spiritual power in his body was quietly activated. Now, two emperor-level experts appeared together, plus Ye Wudao. If the three of them joined forces, he would have absolutely no chance of winning.
But Mo Wangchen was not afraid at all. If he couldn't beat him, he would run away at worst. He was carrying the true secret of Lin, so he couldn't roam around at will in the sky and on the earth.
Unless someone from the Immortal Realm takes action, who in this world can threaten him?
"Kill me, the incarnation of the Divine Son of the Wind and Thunder Valley. Now, the Divine Son still has wounds in his body. How do you want to solve this matter?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was stunned, and then their faces became uproar.
"What?"
"That day when Feng Wuhen's spiritual thoughts were cut off, his body was actually traumatized?"
"Isn't it possible? Falling in the Ancient Immortal Realm will have some impact on the body, but it is not something that should be traumatized."
Many people were surprised. When they looked at Mo Wangchen, their eyes sparkled.
"Could it be that this boy... is carrying the Immortal Sutra? He used the power of the Immortal Sutra when he shot Feng Wuhen with the arrow that day!"
Only by using the Immortal Scripture to kill other people's spiritual incarnations in the ancient immortal realm can the main body be damaged.
No wonder people have such thoughts!
However, let’s not talk about the entire Tiangang. Even in this vast Northern Immortal Territory, there are only a few Immortal Scriptures in total, right?
Among the younger generation, there are even fewer geniuses who have practiced Immortal Scripture.
Mo Wangchen, where did you get the Immortal Sutra from?
And he had just arrived from the lower realm. Could it be that he had already practiced while he was in the lower realm?
What kind of unlucky luck is this?
There are not many immortal scriptures that can be found in the upper realm. Don’t forget to find them in the lower realm!
In the world of cultivation, luck often determines a person's final height.
"There is nothing that cannot be solved. Feng Wuhen is so aggressive that I had no choice but to take action."
Mo Wangchen looked at the two emperor-level experts from Fenglei Valley and said calmly.
"That's not bad. I can testify that what this kid said that day was not excessive. It was just Feng Wuhen who was being aggressive."
Just when Mo Wangchen finished speaking, an old man suddenly stood up. It was actually the Great Elder of the Yijian Sect who wanted to invite Mo Wangchen in the ancient immortal city!
As soon as these words came out, the two emperor-level experts from Fenglei Valley looked at each other and both frowned.
It seems that the great elder of the Yijian Sect wants to protect Mo Wangchen.
Yijianmen and Fenglei Valley are both holy places. Now, if they really want to protect Mo Wangchen, Fenglei Valley really needs to think twice.
"The fight between the younger generation has its own winners and losers. Even in the Ancient Immortal Realm, it is not too outrageous. I hope Fenglei Valley will not make things difficult for this little friend because of this."
The great elder of Yijianmen said again.
"That's fine..."
"Fenglei Valley can let this matter go, but today, there is something that I would like to ask for your cooperation."
The two Emperor Realm experts from Fenglei Valley narrowed their eyes and looked at Mo Wangchen.
"What's the matter?" Mo Wangchen frowned, a bad thought rising in his heart.
"Please, little friends, please go to the Illusionary Door." One of them stood up, pointed to the distance not far away, teleported to the Illusionary Door in front of the altar, and said lightly.