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"You! Me!" At this moment, Xuan Yue was so angry that she could hardly speak. She never thought that she would meet such a man who was more unreasonable than herself, and he was also a man. People are not her mother's Xuanming's enemy, and they are not afraid that he will use her to deceive Xuanming.

But she was also very wronged in her heart, she was obviously a strong person at that level, but she wanted to deceive herself by pretending to be a person at the sub-sage level.

When he was at home, Xuan Ming paid close attention to him again and again, and she was not allowed to lose her temper casually, let alone disrespect to the masters of the saint level. The master and lip service.

The reason for attacking Yan Lingyu was firstly because she said something wrong with a woman, and she happened to say that her temper was just like hers, as if she was cursing herself, how could she hold back her breath as the daughter of a saint. The second is that she has a treasure on her body, which can test the cultivation base of all races, as long as she has not reached the saint level, she can measure the opponent's energy.

The daughter of a dignified saint must have a lot of treasures on her body. She can't beat a saint, but she is almost invincible against a saint. If she can't win by herself, she can at least use treasures to pile up dead people. With the backing of treasures, she is not afraid of anything , even if he accidentally provokes a saint, as long as he is not Xuanming's enemy, he will follow Xuanming to make people put him down, and Xuanming's reputation is very good, basically he has no enemies.

What she never imagined was that not only did she provoke a saint-level expert, but she was also an existence who didn't like oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. Let her go to save face, and hide her cultivation, wandering around in various races, trying to find someone to complain to but can't find, the more I think about it, the more wronged I feel.

"Just let me out! I promise I won't trouble you." In a few seconds, the fog covered the eyeballs, but as the daughter of a saint, she couldn't cry in front of so many people, so she held back down.

Seeing those eyes that were about to shed tears, Yan Lingyu's heart softened in an instant. He is a majestic existence at the level of a sage. , A woman's tears, once he saw the teardrops falling down from the woman's beating, his head would explode in an instant, and he lost his position and didn't know what to do.

And now the only way is to let her out while her tears are still running, and I am also glad that she has not yet shed tears, otherwise there will be nothing I can do.

Just when he was about to make a move, a wave of overwhelming aura came, not directly facing someone, but an aura emanating from his body. Because of the domineering aura of a saint, following the aura, a gray figure streaked across the air However, an old man in a gray robe appeared next to the barrier.

Others may not have seen clearly the way he appeared, but there were two people who could see clearly at the scene. They were Yan Lingyu and Yunfeng. The two had locked on to the old man before their momentum arrived. Although the old man was very fast, It's so close that even a sub-sage-level powerhouse can't see it, but that's because he borrowed the power of heaven and earth to create an illusion. Any saint can borrow the power of heaven and earth like this, so how can he hide it from a saint-level powerhouse? By.

The moment the old man stopped, Yan Lingyu began to look at the old man. He was dressed in a gray robe, but he looked extraordinarily energetic. On a head that looked seventy or eighty, there was a head of jet-black hair.

A huge wave of consciousness swept across the air, and finally landed on Yan Lingyu and Yunfeng intently.

This is a kind of contempt. An ordinary saint stares at the existence of the peak of the supreme sage with his spiritual consciousness. It is a kind of strong contempt. This is not allowed by any sage. The saint has his own domineering and imposing manner. The domineering and imposing manner will definitely not be lower than that of ordinary saints. The consciousness in Yan Lingyu's body is ready to move, with the intention of attacking.

After thinking about it for a few seconds, the consciousness of the control body collided with the old man's consciousness in the air at the fastest speed, but deliberately kept his hand, which only caused the old man to suffer a big loss, and did not let him suffer a lot. hurt.

In fact, Yan Lingyu killed two birds with one stone by doing this. As a saint, the old man would definitely see Yunfeng's identity under careful inspection, and such an attack could successfully attract the old man's attention, making him unable to estimate other people.

"It's so strong!" At the moment of being attacked, the old man only felt a burst of spiritual consciousness rushing out in an instant, and he repelled him, and the domineering and imposing manner in the spiritual consciousness did not belong to him, an existence that was absolutely higher than him.

As expected, the old man looked at Yan Lingyu for the first time, but he no longer had the previous arrogance and domineering, but looked at Yan Lingyu in awe and asked, "Welcome to my Tianwu clan as a guest. Who is it, why haven't I seen you before?"

How many saints there are in the world, basically all the strong people who have reached the holy level know, but this one in front of him is missed. Before he can figure out the situation, the old man can only ask, this is an existence no lower than him, then It means that once you get angry, you will bear an inestimable price.

"I was brought by Luo Lei. I will take him away after his coming-of-age ceremony. It won't cause you any trouble." Yan Lingyu smiled flatly.

"What, you want to take away Luo Lei." The old man exclaimed.

Others may not know that Luo Lei is the blood of the emperor, but he, as a saint-level existence, has lived for millions of years, so he can't hide it from his eyes. What does the blood of the emperor represent? If there is such a powerful saint in the Tianwu tribe, their tribe will be much bigger.

And the emperor's bloodline has another advantage, that is, it is easy to popularize. Others use 10 years, but the emperor's bloodline can be used for three years at most, which only takes one-third of the time. The longer the time, the more able to display the emperor's bloodline role.

No matter where you are, what is most lacking is not money or equipment, but talent. A good talent can withstand thousands of waste materials. With the panacea of ​​consent, the growth is not the same. When someone becomes a saint , You are still making progress for popularization. When someone becomes an earth saint, you become an ordinary saint. Maybe he can't beat tens of thousands of you by himself, but when you separate, it will be a deadly situation.

Therefore, no one is willing to lose talent, especially such a heaven-defying existence. If he hadn't been secretly concealing this matter, it is estimated that the reappearance of the royal blood of the Wu clan would have been revealed long ago.

Seeing the expression in his eyes, Yan Lingyu naturally knew why, and said nonchalantly, "I have already told him who I am, and he is the one who is willing to follow me."

Luo Lei is indeed a talent, a rare talent, but Yan Lingyu has no shortage of talents. The Xiaoyao Sect is a sect with a lot of talents. There is a big difference.

Although I like talents, I will not force any talents to follow me. If others do not follow me wholeheartedly, even if I force them, I will feel rebellious.

The old man nodded slightly. He had no choice. A being who reached the level of a saint would basically not lie.

"Uncle Tianxing, get me out quickly." With Tianxing's appearance, the happiest person here is of course Xuanyue who is locked in the barrier. In her opinion, the savior has appeared. Unexpectedly, the two chatted very well. I tried my best to forget her, so I had to call for help.

"My friend, please let her go. She's just a little baby, just teach her a lesson. There's no need to argue with such a little baby." The old man Tianxing spoke very measuredly, without losing his dignity, and jumped again. There is no flaw.

As long as the existence of a saint has reached the level of a saint, dignity is very important. If a word is wrong, it is likely to lead to a fight. As long as it is not higher than the opponent's realm, it can completely smash the opponent's enchantment, but doing so Invisibly, it will cause another saint's dissatisfaction, so he can only ask Yan Lingyu to move people to withdraw from the barrier.

"Little girl, you have to remember your own words. If you dare to attack me, even your Uncle Tianxing can't save you." Yan Lingyu looked at Xuanyue threateningly. Now she has a saint as her backer, Who can guarantee that she will not attack him on a whim. Although he is not afraid of being attacked, in order not to cause unnecessary trouble, he should first ring the alarm for her.

"Huh!" Xuan Yue snorted ungratefully.

Since she was a child, she has never suffered a disadvantage. Not only did she suffer a disadvantage today, but her freedom was almost restricted. She hated Yan Lingyu from the bottom of her heart. She never thought that Yan Lingyu would let her go. She always thought it was God. The emergence of Xing Xing will allow oneself to be liberated.

"I don't know what to call your Excellency." Saint Tianxing asked.

"My name is Xiaoyao, and they usually call me Young Master Xiaoyao." Yan Lingyu replied with a smile.

Although many people are guessing whether Yan Lingyu has reached the level of a saint, they have not been sure until now. In this questioning, everyone can be sure that a saint is not a saint-level existence, and he does not need to address you at all, but you.

"Saint Xiaoyao, on behalf of the Tianwu Clan, I welcome you. We will treat you as a noble soldier. I hope you have a good time." Tianxing Saint made a friendly invitation gesture to Yan Lingyu.

"Thank you!" As a saint, he also deserves Yan Lingyu's thanks.

Saint Tianxing looked at Xuanyue and said, "Yue'er, did you hear what Saint Xiaoyao said just now! If you are messing with Saint Xiaoyao, I will not care about you. I think Saint Xiaoyao will not embarrass you, but he will let you eat it." No small pain."