Holy Son is so arrogant

Chapter 63 Waste material, who do you say is an ant

At the same time, in the east of Mingyue City.

Flood dragon flame horses with the blood of dragons flowing from their heads hovered in the sky, pulling a golden chariot made of ancient holy gold.

Where the golden chariot passed by, there was bursts of celestial music, auspicious sounds, and even faint roars of real dragons.

The momentum was so great that it immediately attracted the attention of the whole city.

"Who is this person?"

"Driving the nine-headed dragon and flame horse on the road, and using the ancient holy gold as a chariot, this man has a lot of ostentation!"

"Everywhere you pass, there are bursts of celestial music and auspicious auspiciousness, which is engraved with a peerless grand formation!"

Everyone was stunned by this scene.

Each of the flame horses with the blood of the flood dragon can have a very high status among the foreign races, just like the noble daughters and sons of the ordinary ten thousand-year-old family.

Owning a Flood Dragon Flame Horse is already an extremely exaggerated thing.

The person who came directly drove the Nine Heads, and the skill was so large that everyone couldn't even imagine it!
As for the golden chariot dragged by the nine-headed flame horse, it made everyone short of breath.

It is all ancient holy gold, and it no longer reveals the atmosphere of antiquity all the time, which makes people feel as if the antiquity is coming again.

This kind of holy gold is an excellent material for refining weapons. Just adding a little bit is enough to change the grade of the refined tool. Such a large piece is even worth half an ordinary city.

With such ostentation, the identity of the visitor is probably very unusual!
"Is it finally here?" Bai Luoxue felt the movement outside the Mingyue Building, and a smile rose from the corner of her mouth.

She obviously knew the identity of the visitor.

Because, this is one of her suitors.

The future holy son of Da Luo Academy in the Holy Land——Luo Xulie!

She deliberately gave Luo Xulie enough hints to induce him to travel thousands of miles from Daluo Prefecture to cross the state, just to give Su Ping a defeat.

Thus, she declared to the world that she, Bai Luoxue, was countless times stronger than Dugu Nansheng!
The person Dugu Nansheng is willing to submit to is nothing but the defeat of one of her many suitors!

Different from Bai Luoxue's cheerful expression, the other top talents all frowned slightly at this moment, feeling the pressure.

"It seems that the rumors are true, he really came."

Mu Yan's face was as heavy as rain, he had heard the news that Luo Xulie was coming, at first he just took it as a rumor and didn't take it seriously.

After all, Luo Xulie was born in the orthodox Holy Land.

Moreover, it is rumored that the Holy Son of Da Luo Academy in this life is also very likely to be him.

It stands to reason that with such a noble status, if he goes off in person and faces the enemy Su Ping, it will be completely harmless and useless.

Winning is taken for granted, losing reputation is ruined.

Not worth it at all.

However, when he saw the smile on Bai Luoxue's face, the doubts in his heart were suddenly resolved.

"It turned out that it was for the Bomei people to smile, but it's also romantic."

Chu Fengge of Xuantianzong also thought of this, narrowed his eyes slightly, and murmured:

"But it's a pity, today this will be my home field!"

"Whether it is Fuyao's false son or the future son of Daluo Academy, they will all be dead today!" The young man in red upstairs had a sickly face with a smile that was almost crazy.

The golden chariot hovered in the air all the time, like a big sun, shining on the entire Mingyue City.

After knowing the identity of the visitor, countless young talents walked out of the Mingyue Tower, and rushed forward one after another, waiting under the golden chariot with longing faces, hoping to win the favor of this noble being.

Luo Xulie's identity is enough to curry favor with them.

Even if they became his followers, everyone didn't feel that there would be too much inappropriate.

"Has the ant from Fuyao Sect arrived yet?"

Luo Xulie's lazy voice came from the golden chariot.

There was an extremely disdainful attitude in the words.

In his opinion, it is a very cheap thing to go out in person and confront Su Ping.

If it wasn't for Bo Bai Luoxue's smile, he wouldn't have traveled thousands of miles here to wrestle with an ant.

Luo Xulie's words fell into the ears of everyone, causing an uproar immediately, and countless people were in an uproar.

"He even called the Son of Fuyao an ant!"

"Beheading the first supreme holy body, taking Dugu Nansheng as a maidservant, the visions are endless. Isn't such a deed worthy of Luo Xulie's attention?"

"Is this the spirit of being born in a holy place? Looking down on the world, the power of invincibility leaks!"

"Sure enough, Su Ping is only relatively tyrannical in the ordinary orthodox system. In the eyes of the people of the Holy Land, it is not worth showing at all. It is just an ant!"

Bai Luoxue in Mingyue Tower smiled at this moment.

The smile was very bright, like the April spring breeze floating over the lake, melting the hearts of countless people.

This is what she wanted!
She will tell everyone with the facts that Dugu Nansheng is not worthy to be as famous as her, and even the future son of a holy place is willing to bow down to her alluring charm.

"Roar!"

Just when everyone was immersed in Luo Xulie's domineering words, suddenly, a dragon's roar came from a distance.

The dragon's chant shook the whole field, the mountains and rivers were turned upside down, and the earth was shaking, resounding through the sky, deafening.

Endless coercion, covering the sky and covering the earth, a terrifying invisible impact, crushed all the arrogance present to the point of being breathless.

boom!
Without any warning, the nine-headed Flood Dragon and Flame Horse under Luo Xulie's seat all twitched.

Luo Xulie hadn't had time to figure out the situation.

Then another monstrous force followed closely, slapping towards the golden chariot.

The chariot, which was still shining like a great sun, was powerless to resist. Even if the large array on the chariot was pushed with all its strength, it would not have the slightest effect, and it would inevitably fall straight down.

Like a meteorite, it fell to the ground at an extremely fast speed, splashing countless gravel, and the billowing air wave wanted to hit all sides.

At such a scene, everyone was stunned for a while.

what happened?
How could the golden chariot, which was so majestic just now and showing off its power in the air, be photographed in the next instant?

And what happened to Long Yin just now?

Everyone looked at each other.

Although Luo Xulie jumped out of the chariot in time, he was still messed up, not as relaxed as before.

His face was cloudy and uncertain, his eyes flickered coldly, and he looked to the southwest with a serious expression.

At this moment, there is a peerless flood dragon Hengkong.

The monstrous Longwei didn't restrain himself, and slapped away in all directions.

The dragon's majesty fell, like an ancient demon god wielding a whip, the earth was cracking, and the city walls that had stood for tens of thousands of years were cracked with deep scars.

The horror is like an abyss, as if the sky is collapsing.

"This is a supreme flood dragon!"

As the figure of the dragon gradually emerged, countless people exclaimed, all of them were horrified.

Flood dragon, the closest creature to a real dragon, can kill a saint when it reaches adulthood!
Is the real alien king!
"This is the hinterland of the human race. How could a peerless flood dragon suddenly appear?"

"This terrifying breath, even if I face it, I will tremble."

The guardians of the countless young heroes were all startled, secretly using magical powers to protect their own Tianjiao, and at the same time their breath was stirring, ready to fight at any time, not daring to be careless.

"Look, there seems to be a chariot behind the dragon!"

Someone exclaimed loudly and noticed the colorful chariot behind Jiaolong.

"what?!"

"There really is a car behind!"

At this moment, everyone was so horrified that they couldn't believe their eyes.

It is already difficult to calm down when a peerless flood dragon appears in this world, let alone find out at this moment that this peerless flood dragon is just a mount for a chariot! ! !
"This, this. Peerless dragon as a chariot, this... is too exaggerated!"

Everyone swallowed in unison.

How amazing should the identity and status of the person in the chariot be with a chariot drawn by a sacred dragon? !
Even if the god king is alive, it seems that it is nothing more than that.

Such a person, why should he target Luo Xulie?
Could it be the hostile forces of Da Luo Academy?

"Waste wood, who did you just call an ant?"

An extremely playful voice came from the chariot, and everyone was shocked again, dazed, as if their brains couldn't think.

Because, listening to the voice, it seems to be a young man! ! !

"Could it be that the person sitting inside is actually just a peerless genius?"

"Could it be Su Ping?" Someone thought of this possibility.

"is it possible?!"

"This is impossible!"

Countless people are heartbroken and can't believe this fact.

For a generation of Tianjiao, it is already remarkable enough to have a saint protector, and even most holy places can't come up with such a skill.

Not to mention pulling chariots with dragons that can kill saints!
In ancient times, this was a treatment that only some god-king-like supreme powers could have!

How could he be a mere young arrogance.

How could it be that mere Su Ping!

Su Ping also deserves him?
"Who is sitting in the dragon's chariot?!"

This is a common question in the hearts of all monks in Mingyue City.

(End of this chapter)