The Prince of Taiyin Covering the Sky

Chapter 225 People who are sanctified in this world

"Unexpectedly, there is no shortage of great saint-level powerhouses around you." Old Xuanwu also habitually picked up the teacup on the stone table and threw it into his mouth, swallowing the cup and the tea together.

"Master Dongfang wants to retreat and break through the quasi-emperor. This is a great sage he subdued before, and now this great sage Zhuyan will protect me for the time being." Si Xuan nodded and said, the three-foot-tall demon in the void behind him The shadow flickered faintly.

"So that's how it is." The two saints understood, and they cupped their hands facing the void where the great sage Zhu Yan was.

"Prince Ren, you said that the Taiyi ancestor is going to break through the quasi-emperor?" Old Xuanwu sat back on the stone table, with a little bit of divine light in his dragon eyes, and asked in surprise.

"Emperor Zhun..." The old palace master also sat aside and stared at the expression on Si Xuan's face, for fear that he would deny what he said.

Zhundi, that is a rarer and more powerful level than the Great Sage, with the word "Emperor", the level is completely different, touching the position of the apex of humanity.

You know, if the ancient royal family stays in this life, they are nothing more than great saints. It is conceivable how rare the quasi-emperor is.

Today, this level represents absolute power and the right to speak.

"Of course, within twenty years, he should have the confidence to survive the Great Tribulation of Emperor Zhun." Si Xuan pondered for a while, then gave a rough figure.

"That's really... the human race will have two heaven-fixing pillars!" the old palace master sighed.

The other god-fixing pillar he mentioned is naturally the invincible Gai Jiuyou. Ordinary people may not be able to see through the sick old man, but the old palace master knows too many secrets. He is also at the level of a saint. Jiuyou's situation has been understood seven or eighty-eight.

Venerable Xuanwu stood firmly on the side of the human race, and sighed: "Actually, not only the combat power of the highest level, but the combat power of our group of sanctified people is also top-notch in the same level. It is too suitable for practice, and most of their saints lack the sharpening of Tao."

"But there are too many of them." The old palace master understood what Venerable Xuanwu meant, and his expression was still helpless, "Take you as an example, now the seventh floor of saints, hitting one or two of the same level should be crushing, You can save your life if you hit three or five, but what about seven or eight? That is a mortal situation."

"That's why we still need the highest combat power to suppress everything." Si Xuan also agreed with what the old Palace Master said, that only the combat power to suppress everything can be exchanged for stability.

In the future, Gai Jiuyou was forced to act angrily. Not only did he kill several great clans, but he also suppressed and killed a great sage of the royal family. The other races did not dare to say a word.

The old palace lord thought for a while, then turned to Si Xuan again with a hale and hearty face: "The old man looks at the aura of the prince, which is infinitely close to half-holy. I wonder if there is a clue to become holy?"

"Yes." Si Xuan didn't say much, but gave a rough idea with a smile, "The longest is eleven or two years, the shortest is seven or eight years, and Si can become a saint."

His tone is very confident, now that the solar energy has already started, the threshold in front of him still has the solar energy, and after that, he only needs to accumulate it for a few years to overcome the saint's calamity.

"It's unimaginable to become a saint at less than fifty years old!" Old Xuanwu sighed shaking his head, his voice was full of envy and expectation, with the bond of Dongfang Taiyi, Si Xuan and it were definitely natural friends.

"It's really good. I thought that if you had accumulated for several decades, you might have less discipline in the way when you become a saint in the great world." The old palace master also expressed his amazement at Si Xuan's speed of practice.

"Old Palace Master, you mean that you want me to become a saint in this world?" Si Xuan asked with some guesses in his heart.

"That's right, the withering of the Dao is a kind of shackle, and it is also a tempering naturally. Being able to become a saint in this world will bring huge benefits to people." The old palace master nodded.

The saints in this world can at least be worthy of the title of a great sage, not to mention the peerless Jiang Taixu, the old lunatic and Wei Yi, the old palace master, the venerable Xuanwu, and the number one bandit in the Northern Territory, Old Immortal. A group of saints in the world can become great saints after the recovery of heaven and earth.

"I know, anyway, according to the time, we can definitely catch up." Si Xuan took another sip of the spirit tea grown by the old sage, and said with a smile.

He stood up and said to the two current saints: "You two must be careful in what you do. If you can't do something, save your life first. Si doesn't want to hear that any human saint is besieged and killed by the ancient clan. "

"Prince Taiyin, don't worry." The two saints nodded together. All the people who can become saints in this world are human beings, so they naturally understand this truth.

"Then Si will leave." Si Xuan took a step back and bid farewell to the two.

"Where is the human prince going? Why don't you follow the old turtle and I go to the barbarians? Last time you passed on the Nine Secrets and Saint Weapons to the barbarian boys. It is really precious. We have been thinking about how to thank you!" Old Xuanwu Then he stood up and spoke.

"I will go in the future, but now I am going to Donghuang to do some business. I heard that Donghuang is in chaos. I should go and kill some chickens to warn monkeys." Si Xuan shook his head with a smile and said goodbye.

"You mean..." The old palace master's gaze was slightly lowered, as if he had guessed what Si Xuan was thinking.

"The ancients who are not excessive will be convinced, and the ancients who dare to do evil will destroy the whole family, so as to warn others." Si Xuan's words were very flat, and he nodded.

"Also please be careful, if you need me to wait for your help, don't be polite." The old Xuanwu dragon eyes were also shining brightly, and he said.

"Don't worry, there won't be a large-scale conflict for the time being. It's just that I, the prince, stand up for the human race." Si Xuan put his hands behind his back and said with a smile.

He led Ziyuan, Tingting and Yao Yue out of the small courtyard, called out the white dragon and the chariot, and boarded them. The two saints also stood at the gate of the small courtyard to say goodbye to them.

"There's no need to send it off." Si Xuan's voice came from the chariot, and then the dragon jumped up and flew into the distance.

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Eastern Desolation and Northern Territory, Wanlong's Nest
The iceberg and snow mountain where the Dragon's Nest was originally located has been razed by the saints of the royal family. Now there are dragon mountains that have broken out of the ground, and the terrain is like ten thousand dragons entrenched.

Among the tens of thousands of dragon mountains, magnificent palaces and mansions have already been built. They are built on the mountain and rooted in the dragon veins. Each independent palace represents an ancestor king above the saint level.

In the center of the Ten Thousand Dragon Guards, where the only dragon ball is located, it is the place where all the palaces protect together. There is the most magnificent shrine. If a purple-gold dragon is entrenched there, one cannot help but kneel down.

At this time, inside and outside the shrine, occasionally a statue of the ancient race passed by. Some of them had purple dragon horns on their heads, and some had three eyes on their backs, and they carried divine feathers on their backs. Very powerful.

"Aw!"

Suddenly, there was a dragon chant from the hall, like the heavenly voice from the universe, the voice was not loud, and the imperial coercion carried in it made all the primordial races bow their heads deeply, even if they had saints or even saint kings, Can't resist the oppression on this bloodline.

On the highest throne in the main hall, the dragon girl was dressed in a complicated divine robe. The real dragon transformed into Wanlongling hovered above her head, with purple and gold dragon aura hanging down, forming the most magnificent crown on her head.

Below her, more than a dozen saints were comprehending Wan Longling's appearance as the emperor's bell, all of them with smiles on their faces.

The past few days can be said to be a day of great joy for the Wanlong royal family. The daughter of the ancient emperor returned from traveling in the starry sky with Wanlong Ling, and her cultivation has made great progress. This is a great thing.

The ancient royal family naturally knew what the four characters of the ancient emperor's daughter represented, which meant that even if she simply repeated the Tao of her father's generation, she could reach the quasi-emperor state as quickly as possible, and stabilized to the Dzogchen.

Any member of the Wanlong clan will show the utmost respect and faith for such a princess who can become the quasi-emperor in a few hundred years and ensure the prosperity of the clan for thousands of years.

The Great Sage Qianlun stood with his hands behind his back, standing next to the dragon girl's throne, and said slowly: "The recent situation is like this, the rise of all races, the recovery of kings, more than one big clan has been targeting the human race openly and secretly."

The Dragon Girl played with her blue-gold divine bell casually, and there was a faint brilliance in her eyes: "The top ten fierce clans, and the more radical ones among the top ten most powerful royal clans are nothing more than these guys."

"Indeed, it's just that group of people. Do you need me to take action and find a radical royal family to kill them, so it can be regarded as killing chickens and monkeys?" A holy king stepped forward and asked cautiously.

His words were extremely natural. To the ancient royal family, every royal family was just a joke, leaving and destroying at will, as if they were just dusting off their bodies.

"No need," Long Nu shook her head, but Qian Lun saw that there was no merciful brilliance in his imperial daughter's eyes, only a flat smile.

"Someone Si told me that so many saint-level patriarchs are his whetstones, so let him play for now."

(End of this chapter)