Evolution From the Willow Tree

“Sacred Son of Jiuyou! Saint Son of Yan Clan!”

“One side represents the ancient family, and the other symbolizes the Holy Land forever. This is interesting!”

“Look at the aura of the Jiuyou Saint Child, is he trying to fight the Yan Clan Saint Child?”

“The Saint Son of the Eternal Holy Land, the descendants of the ancient aristocracy, are the peerless arrogance of an era, otherwise, they are not qualified to inherit the title of the Saint Son.

But the cultivation base of the Jiuyou Saint Child seems to be only the first level of the Xiantai Realm, and the Yan Clan Saint Child is the second level of the Xiantai Realm Dao Xing, this will make the Jiuyou Saint Child a bit of a disadvantage. “

“A gap of a small realm level, for ordinary cultivators, it is an indispensable chasm and a chasm, but for a king of Tianjiao such as Saint Son of the Nine You and Saint Son of the Yan Clan, a gap of a small realm level is really not a big gap. what.”

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There was an uproar.

Jiuyou Shengzi’s actions caused an uproar on the scene.

And this is exactly the result Liu Ziyu wants to see.

“Weird, His Royal Highness the Son seems to be a little abnormal today.”

“I think so too. According to the character of His Royal Highness Saint Son, he will not make a challenge to the Yan Clan Saint Son at this time.”

In midair, a few elders of the Jiuyou Holy Land speculated.

Saint Lord Jiuyou also raised his brows, and Hongyin said majesticly: “Come back.”

Jiuyou Shengzi turned a deaf ear to him, his arrogance was overwhelming, and there were Taoist divine marks outside his body, and the symbols of the rules were flying, and his eyes were also shining with a mysterious magic light that drew people’s will.

The saint son of the Yan clan is not afraid, but his face is still a bit incomprehensible. What disease did this Jiuyou Shengzi commit? Why don’t you watch your holy master explore the vision of Lei Peng, but find yourself at this time? How unimaginable is this?

“Hey.”

Liu Ziyu’s palm rested on the shoulders of the Yan’s Saint Son, and between his mouth, the two rows of white and flawless teeth were exposed, and he said: “This Jiuyou Saint Child looks down on you.

He made it clear that he wanted to step on you to reach the top and become famous. We shouldn’t be afraid! You bear the burden of the rise of the Yan clan! “

The saint son of the Yan clan was confused:? ? ?

What kind of stuff is on the shoulders of Ben Shengzi, do you still need to remind you?

But listening to these awe-inspiring, impassioned words, the blood sleeping in the saint son of the Yan clan was also burning.

He walked a few steps forward, the inside and outside of his muscles were clear, and the outside of his body was covered with purple thunder yelling:

“Ben Shengzi has nothing to do with you. This is the first time I have met. You look at me like this, but you want to start the battle with me? If so, Ben Shengzi will stay with me to the end!”

Jiuyou Shengzi knew that he had no retreat, and replied: “Yes! In this life, this Shengzi will be invincible Zhongzhou, and he will be on the top! Since he set foot in the Xiantai realm, this Shengzi has never fought against the arrogance of the same rank. First.”

When he said this, Jiuyou Shengzi’s robe hunted and swallowed the mountains and rivers, showing the vigor and will of that body to the fullest, unprecedented!

At the same time, in the eyes of Jiuyou Shengzi, there is an endless and vast gully and Tianyuan bedding. When the pupils are opened and closed, people’s soul and will can be confined to the yoke of an inescapable prison.

“ridiculous!”

The sage son of the Yan clan suddenly burst into a dazzling momentum that was completely different from that of the Jiuyou sage.

To say that the Jiuyou Saint Child is a young **** and demon who devours the heavens and annihilates all things.

In every inch of the pores of the whole body, there is a blazing electric light, a purple thunder symbol of the Yan clan saint son, that is the invincible young **** in charge of thunder punishment.

The two kings, Tianjiao, officially confronted each other.

On the void, where was the Holy Master Jiuyou stopped, and gave up the idea of ​​investigating Lei Peng’s vision immediately.

No way, Jiuyou Shengzi challenged the descendants of the ancient family. This battle involved the honor and disgrace of Jiuyou Holy Land!

The Jiuyou Sacred Child has won. Although the whole world is celebrating, the Jiuyou Sacred Land can also overwhelm the Yan Clan in its momentum. At least in this life, the inheritors of the Jiuyou Sacred Land are superior to the Yan Clan!

If you lose, then you will become famous for the Yan clan, and you won’t be able to win.

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“Play slowly, don’t think about winning, just as long as you can.”

Liu Ziyu spread the voice to Jiuyou Shengzi.

Jiuyou Shengzi: “…”

Is this dryad kidding?

He is going to fight, that is the saint son of the Yan clan! If he doesn’t go all out, can he hide his clumsiness?

“bring it on.”

Say it’s sooner than later.

The sage son of the Yan tribe who stood in the thunderous thunder, shining like a god, raised his palm in a heroic manner.

A simple action, pulling billions of rays of sunshine, thousands of electric lights, pouring and fusion together, evolving into a purple thunder dragon that is more than a hundred meters long and dominates the world!

Roar!

The purple thunder dragon bursting out with an aura of extreme destruction was like a crystal carved, dust-free, grim, and dazzling. The purple electric light spit out from the mouth, like a torrential rain, seemed to be swept out by the world-destroying galaxy.

In terms of power, it can definitely destroy a mountain and river and destroy a city.

There were many high-ranking monks of the Immortal Terrace realm, but after seeing such a powerful and terrifying Thunder Magic power erupted while seeing the Yan Clan’s saint son’s gestures, he was frightened and ashamed.

Because of that force, it completely exceeded the restraint of the Second Layer of the Xiantai Realm! Only the King Tianjiao like the Saint Son of the Yan Clan can take a casual blow to reveal a powerful energy beyond his own realm.

The Saint Child of Jiuyou hit back, and his cultivation base was shorter than the Saint Child of the Yan Clan. The Taoist supernatural power he inherited was the difference between the Saint Child of the Yan Clan who was bathed in the dazzling electric light with the brilliant thunder method.

His five fingers spread out, taking his body as the source, the sky and the earth are dark, the sun and the moon are dark, the rising crack in the sky, the internal symbols are numerous, the edges are flowing.

In a blink of an eye, the purple electric lightning storm with violent world-destroying power ~www.mtlnovel.com~ disappeared into the crack in the sky.

Soon.

Jiuyou Shengzi swept out, he reached the purple thunder dragon as quickly as possible, pointed a little, and the crack in the sky fell horizontally, letting the purple thunder dragon roar and shook the sky, he could not escape the sky. Cracks, ruthless swallowing, cruel decomposition of doom.

“Nine Nether Demon Eyes.”

The front of the forehead is flaming, and the hands are sealed!

Jiuyou Shengzi’s pupil power was fixed on the body of the Yanzu Shengzi.

These Nine Nether Demon Eyes, but the Nine Nether Holy Land inheritance secret technique, have the effect of imprisoning the soul and restraining the will.

Jiuyou Shengzi, who has been comprehending this pupil technique for a long time, used this pupil technique in any imperial palace.

This time is different from the past. The current Jiuyou Saint Child stands at the level of the Immortal Terrace. The Nine You Demon Eyes are displayed at this level. Even if it is the Yan Clan Saint Child, the soul level also fluctuates and sinks for a moment.

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