A hundredfold return: creating an Eternal Family

Suddenly, a ray of light cut through the sky, and Hong Tianxiu appeared in front of the saints.

His eyes flashed with anxiety, as if he was carrying endless worries.

The majestic voice of the Grand Saint sounded, shocking people like thunder:

"Tianxiu, you woke us up, what happened!?"

Hong Tianxiu's body trembled slightly. He knew the majesty of the Grand Saint, but he could no longer remain silent.

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"Grand Saint, at this time, a force called Lin appeared in the Nine Regions under the jurisdiction of our Tianyu Holy Land. At present, a powerful saint and three quasi-saints have attacked our Tianyu Holy Land, trying to subvert the Taoism of our Tianyu Holy Land."

His voice was full of anger and helplessness, as if he was telling the six saints about his grievances.

His eyes flashed with determination, and he must win support for the Tianyu Holy Land.

"Please, the saints, help us with the decision of Tianyu Holy Land!"

Hong Tianxiu's voice was full of pleading and expectation.

The six saints looked at each other, their eyes flashing with complex expressions.

They knew that the balance of the Nine Realms had been broken, and they had to make a decision.

The Supreme Saint slowly stood up, his eyes flashing with a cold light. He said in a deep voice:

"Tianxiu, don't worry, we will never sit idly by, as long as we are not overthrown by anyone"

Hong Tianxiu's figure trembled slightly, and he felt the firmness and support of the Supreme Saint. He knew that he was no longer alone, and he had a strong backing.

"Thank you, the Supreme Saint!"

Hong Tianxiu's voice was full of gratitude and determination.

Then the Supreme Saint and the other five saints stared at Jun Moxiao, who was independent at the forefront of the void, with their eyes like torches.

The voice of the Supreme Saint seemed to travel through time and space, with a hint of tempting magic.

"Daoyou, you have reached the peak of the holy realm, why don't you join our Tianyu Holy Land, and all the past can be written off?"

Although the tone of the Grand Saint was light, it revealed a majesty that could not be refused.

Jun Moxiao stood with his hands behind his back, his purple clothes fluttering in the air, his eyes seemed to be smiling, as if he saw through everything in the world.

"Tianyu Holy Land?"

Jun Moxiao raised a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, "It's just a place to gain fame, what qualifications do you have to make me, Jun Moxiao, kneel down?"

The Grand Saint's face changed slightly, and the other five saints also frowned. They didn't expect Jun Moxiao to dare to be so presumptuous.

"Jun Moxiao, do you know what you are talking about? My Tianyu Holy Land is the overlord in the Nine Regions. If you join, you will be on the same level as us, why not?"

A saint couldn't help but persuade him.

Jun Moxiao laughed loudly, and the laughter was like the roar of a dragon and the cry of a phoenix, resounding through the sky:

"Fellow? Do you think I am rare? Tianyu Holy Land is just borrowing the land of the Nine Regions to do hegemonic things. How can I associate with such a holy land?"

The face of the Grand Saint was ashen, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart.

He knew very well that Jun Moxiao in front of him was extraordinary. If he could win over, it would undoubtedly be a great help to Tianyu Holy Land.

But now it seems that this person is very stubborn. Not only does he not intend to surrender, but he also mocks them.

"Jun Moxiao, don't refuse a toast and drink a penalty!"

Another saint couldn't help but shout.

Jun Moxiao smiled indifferently, his eyes swept over everyone, and his tone was cold:

"I don't care about toasts or fines. You should go back and manage your Tianyu Holy Land. I'm sorry I won't accompany you any more."

After saying that, Jun Moxiao burst out with Confucianism and Saint Realm cultivation.