Fantasy: I Am The Source Of Darkness, Turmoil In The Heavens Of All Ages

The news that Jiang Minghan, the young lord of the hermit fairy clan, appeared in Nanque Holy City quickly spread as if he had grown wings, causing great waves.

Countless cultivator beings were shocked by it, especially the younger generation, who were even more excited.

In the Three Thousand Dao Domain, Jiang Minghan's name, not to mention everyone knows everyone, but it's almost the same.

In the hearts of many younger generations, he is a living myth of walking.

Born to be holy, endowed with true immortality, overpowering the past and the present... No matter which rumor it is, it all shows its brilliance.

In the battle of the great world, Tianjiao is as bright as a star, and Jiang Minghan is undoubtedly one of the most eye-catching ones. He was born to be a figure who is destined to overthrow the current world, crush the past and the present, and make his peers breathless.

He didn't make many shots, but no matter which one, it was enough to describe it as shocking.

The young Supreme who fought against him have all become his followers without exception, and they are willing to surrender, wanting to follow in his footsteps and see the Supreme.

You know, which young Supreme is not extremely proud and firmly believes that he is invincible?

Backed by the ancient orthodox tradition, talented and arrogant, no one will obey anyone.

However, they are willing to be the green leaves that set off, knowing that in this life, it is impossible to compete with Jiang Minghan.

Such a legendary figure came to the holy city of Nanque in person to seek justice for the Qingxu Sacred Land that suffered a sudden disaster 50,000 years ago and was destroyed.

This news naturally caused a great commotion around.

Many forces that had robbed Qingxu Sacred Land's resources back then became uneasy and panicked, and they were in constant panic.

The city lord of the Nanque Holy City even set up a reception banquet that night, and invited the surrounding dignitaries to come here at the same time. Many cultivators guessed the purpose of this, and their hearts were extremely shocked.

At the same time, they are also extremely envious, and feel that although Qingxu Sacred Land has long been in ruins, it is not impossible for it to take off in one fell swoop today and restore its former glory.

In the blink of an eye, it was evening, and the City Lord's Mansion occupied an extremely large area.

There are two Pixiu sculptures outside the mansion, which are lifelike and brilliant, and the breath alone is oppressing the ordinary cultivator almost out of breath.

Among them, the palaces and pavilions are spread, the atmosphere is myriad, the spiritual atmosphere is transpiring, and many maids come and go, it is extremely lively and magnificent.

"Patriarch of the Zhao family, are you coming to the banquet today?"

"It's rare for the Mistress of the Palace of Sanssouci to show up."

"The Cliff Lord of Lingxu..."

"Ancient Haotian sect..."

"Three Holy Demon Gate..."

Outside the mansion, extremely distinguished chariots arrived one after another, and all the people who came out were the top figures in Nanque Holy City, followed by a group of young juniors.

There are Patriarchs of ancient families, and there are also some huge Sect Elders and Sect Leaders. On weekdays, the gods and dragons see their heads and tails, and ordinary people can't see them at all.

In the outside world, if you stomp your feet, it will cause a big earthquake.

But tonight, almost everyone rushed to this place to have a banquet and gather together.

Even if there is something important to do, it has to be pushed aside.

Seeing this scene, many cultivators who came and went were really shaken in their hearts. I am afraid that there will be no peace in the city lord's mansion tonight.

"Master... junior brother..."

"This should be the City Lord's Mansion, right?"

At this moment, Xiao Hongdou, who was wearing a plain white dress and a little powder on her fair face, was standing at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion with her junior brother Xiao Yan.

Looking at the magnificent buildings and pavilions in front of her, as well as the big figures coming and going, her heart was full of shock.

Although she grew up in the holy city of Nanque since she was a child, she has never been to the center of the holy city, let alone the city lord's mansion.

Today, it is extremely distressing to spend a lot of Spirit Stones, which came from the outer city area through the teleportation array.

Otherwise, relying on her little Cultivation Base alone, it would not know how long it would take to reach the City Lord's Mansion.

After all, Nanque Holy City is really too big.

Compared to Xiao Hongdou's shock, Xiao Yan was much calmer and calmer, with an extremely calm face.

"Let's go in, sister."

He said softly, just one afternoon had caused him to break through the physical realm.

Xiao Yan is very confident in his heart, as long as he is given enough time, he can trample all the arrogance under his feet.

What's more, he still has the accumulation of the seal of the ninth Samsara.

"Girl Hongdou, are you here? By the way, where is your master?"

And at the gate of the city lord's mansion, a housekeeper had already been ordered to wait for the two of them, and upon seeing this, he hurried up to greet them.

The faces of many important figures walking around also showed strange expressions, looking at the pair of seniors and brothers.

According to the news they got, there are only three people left in Qingxu Sacred Land.

A lame Elder, drunk all day long, a female disciple, and a fool.

But judging from today's situation, the rumored fool is not only not stupid, but also reveals an extraordinary and indifferent demeanor.

"I'm sorry, Master, he drank and still hasn't woken up. No matter how I call him, he can't wake up..."

Xiao Hongdou's face turned slightly red, and she explained with some embarrassment.

After all, on such an occasion, their master did not attend because he was drunk, and if word spread, it might be regarded as disrespectful to Young Master Jiang.

The butler of the City Lord's Mansion was also taken aback when he heard the words, and was stunned.

Their master didn't come, but two disciples came?

For a moment, cold sweat dripped down his face.

Don't they understand what kind of identity the person they are going to meet today is.

"You two, please come with me."

The steward of the city lord's mansion gave a wry smile, not much to say, and then led the way for the two of them.

The mansion is brightly lit, and there are pavilions and palaces everywhere. Many maids are carrying delicacies and spiritual fruits, coming and going like butterflies wearing flowers, and setting up banquets.

It was the first time for Xiao Hongdou to see such a scene. She couldn't hide the surprised and shocked expressions on her small face, and she was really overwhelmed.

Xiao Yan looked at her face who had never seen the world, and shook his head gently in his heart.

And not long after, Xiao Hongdou, whose heart was full of shock, was led into a palace filled with Spiritual Qi.

Many important figures were standing respectfully on both sides, extremely quiet, among them were the current Nanque Holy City Lord, and Zhao Hao whom he had only seen during the day.

It was the first time for Xiao Hongdou to experience such an occasion, and he was at a loss for a while, not knowing where to turn his eyes.

I came here with great excitement and curiosity, but only when I got here did I realize how nervous I was.

Those big figures are terrible existences who can decide the lives of countless people with a single word on weekdays.

Everyone's sizing eyes seemed to carry a terrifying pressure, which made her back wet and her footsteps a little weak.

"You are the red bean girl, right? Don't be so nervous."

At this moment, a gentle young man's voice suddenly came from above the high platform. It was very peaceful and natural, like a spring breeze, and even more like a strange magic power, which instantly made Xiao Hongdou's nervousness disappear.

She widened her beautiful eyes and saw a young man sitting there, who seemed to be drinking wine, dressed in white as snow, rich as jade, supernatural and refined.

Although he couldn't see his true face clearly, and his face was shrouded in a hazy mist, it was conceivable that he was definitely a rare immortal figure in the world.

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