The strongest starting system

Chapter 921
The owner of those red eyes seemed to be young, and his words carried a strong air of profligacy.

The black dragon who was walking towards the bronze gate turned around and smiled sinisterly.

"Song Shangyunxiao, this is the saint of Qinglian Holy Land. I will leave it to you to dispose of today. It is a small gift from me and the First Elder."

"Great Elder..." Ling Qingjue muttered to himself, his eyes lost focus.

She never expected that the Great Elder would also get involved.

But she should also think that since the black dragon is here, there must be some kind of support behind him.

The supporters can only be the Great Elders.

The huge red eyes gradually closed, and then, several extremely tyrannical auras appeared not far away.

The two old men landed on two hilltops respectively. One was dressed in white and the other in black, and one was fat and the other was thin.

The old man in white clothes had a big figure and looked kind and kind, his eyes narrowed into a slit.

The old man in black was thin and thin, and his complexion was extremely cold.

In the middle, a man in a red robe came out slowly. He had long black hair and fair skin, but it was abnormally white. strange.

Under the eyes of the two old men, Ling Qingjue suddenly found himself unable to move.

She seemed to be locked by some powerful secret method, and her whole body fell into a state of rigidity. She could only watch the man in red robe slowly approaching her.

"Tsk tsk, what a rare beauty." A smile appeared on the bewitching face of the man in red robe, he seemed quite satisfied with Ling Qingjue.

"Very good, take me back to the palace and be my 760th...seven hundredth...Bai Lao, how many concubines do I have in total?"

The man in the red robe couldn't remember for a while, so he turned around and asked the old man in white.

"Master Huishenzi, there are a total of 650 concubines, and 370 of them have returned to the throne of the gods."

The old man in white arched his hands and replied with a smile.

"Oh, well, it seems that my harem needs some fresh blood. It's hard to find beauties these days." The red-robed man sighed.

He raised his head, looked Ling Qingjue up and down, then stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

"Beauty, you are the most satisfying one this king has found in the past two years. When I go back to the palace with this king, I will never treat you badly."

Although Ling Qingjue was trapped, his face was frosty, and he didn't want to talk to the person in front of him at all.

"roll."

She spat out a word lightly.

The smile on the red-robed man's face suddenly froze.

Before he could speak, the old man in white behind became anxious. He pointed at Ling Qingjue and cursed:

"Ordinary people, country people! Do you know who the person standing in front of you is? He is the Son of God of the Great Song Dynasty. It is your blessing that Lord God Son can take a fancy to you."

Great Song Kingdom.

Ling Qingjue's eyes became more serious.

There are five major divine kingdoms in the Zhongzhou Continent, which are divided and ruled from the holy lands of various sects. They overlap but do not interfere with each other. Among them, the Great Song Divine Kingdom ranks second, and its overall strength is second only to the master-like Great Qin Divine Kingdom.

The Qinglian holy land is really not enough in front of the Great Song Dynasty.

Her heart sank again, now that the Great Elder and the Black Dragon had rebelled, the Holy Master had been arrested, Elder Zhuge's whereabouts were unknown, and the elders who went to Elephant Trunk Mountain to track him down did not know what was going on.

All the circumstances are not good for Qinglian Holy Land.

For some reason, a figure suddenly appeared in her mind.

Zhao Wushuang.

I don't know how Zhao Wushuang's situation is now.

The one named Song Shangyunxiao was originally full of pride. He thought that Ling Qingjue would panic after hearing his name, and even knelt down and begged for mercy.

But the other party still had no expression on his face, and he didn't even look at him, which made him quite annoyed.

Even the Great Elder of Qinglian Holy Land has to be respectful to herself, she is nothing like a little saint.

"Bai Lao, Hei Lao, tie her up and bring her back to the palace after the task is completed."

Song Shangyunxiao waved his hand to order, and said with a ferocious sneer: "You can't escape from my palm. When the task is over, you will be a plaything on my king's bed."

Ling Qingjue closed his eyes in despair.

She couldn't even deal with the black dragon, not to mention that the aura exuded by the two old men, one white and one black, was not weaker than that of the black dragon.

It was a crushing massacre.

Xu Guanghan was lying on the ground not far away, unable to move.

The bones on his body had been crushed by the black dragon, and he couldn't stand up at all.

Are they going to die here today?
The two old men, one white and one black, had just walked a few steps, when their hands were about to touch Ling Qingjue, a lazy voice came from the door of the bronze hall.

"Hey, don't touch her."

All the people turned their heads to look at the words, and saw a black-haired young man standing at the door, leaning lazily, looking quite relaxed and comfortable.

"Oh?"

Heilong was a little surprised, just now he went to deal with Ling Qingjue and Xu Guanghan, leaving only a sense to look at Zhao Wushuang, seeing that he didn't move for a long time, he thought this kid had surrendered.

But I didn't expect this kid to come out again in the end.

He sensed it, only to realize that his divine sense had been silently killed at some point.

"What are you again?"

Song Shangyunxiao was not happy anymore. He was born as the god son of the Great Song Dynasty, with a noble status and extraordinary blood. He has always been a master.

Today, any cat or dog can challenge his majesty.

"you……"

Ling Qingjue opened his mouth slightly, but didn't know what to say.

She originally thought that Zhao Wushuang had already disarmed and surrendered, but she didn't expect this guy to stand up at the last moment.

But no matter how strong he is, he is still only a semi-holy one, and there are three strong people who are saints and fifth heavens present!

"Do you really think you are invincible? What goddamn godson, I will take your life today."

Zhao Wushuang smiled lightly, and then slapped his palms on the ground with lightning speed.

With this shot, the sky thundered in the depths of the cave, as if a catastrophe had come, and starting from where Zhao Wushuang was standing, the ground cracked layer by layer, and the fire and water columns rose up from the left and the right respectively, with overwhelming power.

The flames and water column became bigger and bigger, and in an instant, sand and rocks flew in the entire space, and countless black mist spread out, covering everyone in it.

"Protect the Son of God." The two old men hurriedly surrounded Song Shangyunxiao, observing the surroundings very vigilantly.

In the thick darkness, a cold light came quietly and aimed at Song Shangyunxiao's back.

The old man in white reacted the fastest. He stretched out his fat palm, flipped it in the air, and the strong space ripple directly hit the cold light.

Ding.

The two met, making the sound of gold and iron interlacing.

"You mere child with a yellow mouth, dare to say that you are not ashamed to take the life of the Son of God. Today, the old man will let you stand trial."

The old man in white nodded to the old man in black, and then rushed into the black mist alone.

(End of this chapter)