Fantasy: Storytelling about the crying saint, the beginning of the Barren Heavenly Emperor

Rumble!

As Nan Xiyue’s voice fell.

In an instant, in the entire inn, countless people instantly looked at Wen Sheng with their eyes brushed.

I saw it by the window.

A stunning woman in white was looking at them with an indifferent expression.

In an instant, everyone was distracted.

This is a kind of… Good to see the suffocating beauty!

The style is peerless, and the country is overwhelmed.

Daimei and qiongqiong nose, beautiful and matchless!!!

There are no words in the world to describe this beautiful woman in white.

Just standing there, she became a peerless landscape.

“The Holy Daughter of the Heavenly Saint Palace… Nanxi Moon? ”

Prince Yanling’s expression sank, and he spoke solemnly.

“Yes.”

Nan Xiyue spat out a word.

Rumble!!!

An extremely domineering coercion emanated from Nan Xiyue’s body and directly pressed towards this prince Yanling.

Bang bang!

In an instant, Prince Yanling took three steps back, and his internal organs boiled.

His majestic dragon power was simply vulnerable in front of Nan Xiyue.

“You… No way. Nan Xiyue looked straight at her eyes and coldly spit out three words.

When these words fell, Prince Yanling suddenly raised his head as if he had been greatly humiliated, and looked at Nan Xiyue deadly, his expression was difficult to see the extreme.

“Prince Gu Nai Dayan, how dare you…”

Don’t wait for him to finish.

Nan Xiyue didn’t look at him at all, and stepped out directly, her eyes were like electricity, sweeping the audience.

“Those who are not convinced, let’s go together.”

Rumble!!!

A coercion like a hell, like the surging waves, beat in all directions.

All the Tianjiao who questioned Ning Chuan before were pressed down by this coercion, and they only felt that it was a hundred thousand mountains pressing, and they all bent their backbones, and they were forced down a little.

At this moment, Nan Xiyue almost single-handedly overwhelmed the hall of Tianjiao.

This is her.

She was never a weak woman.

She is a peerless Tianjiao who practices the domineering method!

She is the one who pushes the world!

“This… Saint Nan Xiyue, the strength is so terrifying!!! ”

“It’s overbearing!!!

“Hiss~! Is this the number one on the Tianjiao list? If you don’t talk about Mr. Ning’s sentence that she can fight alone in the nine Tianjiao, just this scene in front of her, Nan Xiyue ranks first in the Tianjiao list, and there is no objection!!! ”

“Whoops! Heavenly Saint Palace… There is a demon!!! ”

“Like a fairy like a god! This Nan Xiyue, what is the point of strength? ”

Countless listeners were shocked and lost their voices.

No one expected that.

Nan Xiyue not only listened to books at the Qifu Inn, but also showed a peerless grace when she appeared!

On the high platform.

Ning Chuan smiled slightly, and there was no unexpected look of surprise on his face.

He is also a Wang Realm cultivator at this moment, and there is a heavy pupil that is enough to penetrate the nine heavens and ten earths, if he can’t find that this ‘blue girl’ has an extraordinary repercussion, then there is a ghost.

After all…… Universally.

A woman who can be ranked in the realm of kings and bring Ning Chuan a sense of threat.

Except for Nan Xiyue of the Heavenly Saint Palace, this strange woman who later ascended to the top of the Peerless Hall and made the world bow down, there was no second candidate.

……

……

“So strong!”

Kenzuka Jianko put down the wine glass in his hand, and his eyes gradually bloomed.

A fighting intent boiled in his chest.

Behind him, the sword gate that was bound by the Xuanbing chain constantly emitted a ‘bang’ crash.

Is that…… The Demon Sword Extinction was exciting!!!

This thousand years ago, the demon sword that had slaughtered the peak true saint and was stained with holy blood could no longer hold it and wanted to be unsheathed!

The next moment.

Jianzuka Jianzi slowly got up and looked at Nan Xiyue and said:

“Holy Daughter, can you go to the Nine Heavens Battle?”

Nan Xiyue turned her head sideways and looked at Jianzuka Jianzi, with a hint of recognition in her eyes.

She still recognized the strength of this sword sword.

“Why not?” Nan Xiyue asked rhetorically.

Kenzuka Kenko was stunned when he heard this, and then couldn’t help but laugh.

“Nan girl deserves to be the first in Tianjiao!”

After that, Kenzuka Kenko was ready to go out.

Meanwhile.

Countless Tianjiao stood up one after another.

Count down, a lot of hands.

“Then it’s a battle for nine days!”

“I want to see and see, what is the world, what is shaking the ancient and shining!” What is the strength of nature, the best in the past and the present! ”

“Thousand-faced thief Saint Bai Xiaohang, please advise!”

“Ten Thousand Swords Villa Lin Hongyu, please advise!”

“In that case……. Luzhou Wen Yu song, come and ask for advice!! ”

Rumble!

At this moment, the entire Qifu Inn was collided by countless Tianjiao qi machines.

If it weren’t for Ning Chuan’s wave of protection, I was afraid that the Qifu Inn would turn into powder in an instant!

“Hey, what’s so much to fight about!”

Yan Qingfei scratched his hair with a frantic look.

He is a very Buddhist lazy person, who can lie flat and lie flat.

He really didn’t understand, what was there to argue about.

Yan Qingfei turned his head and glanced at the left, the sword tsuka Jianzi who was boiling with fighting intent, and then glanced at Bai Xiaohang, a new friend who smelled like him.

Finally, holding his forehead, he looked helpless with a look of ‘I’m afraid of you’, and stood up from his seat.

“After the Great Yan, Yan Qingfei, come and be beaten!”

Immediately.

Everyone rushed out to fly to the nine-day battle.

That’s when it was there.

“Red Wind Old Immortal, the magic power is boundless!”

“The Holy Sect has arrived, and the past life is blissful!”

Accompanied by a shrill voice.

A group of gloomy teams dressed in black robes quickly stepped into the air carrying a bright red palanquin.

The next moment, the palanquin stopped at the door of the Seven Fortunes Inn,

A boy lifts the curtain of a palanquin.

The old man wearing a red robe, a childlike appearance of a crane, and a cinnabar scab in his eyebrows strode out of the palanquin.

“Hahaha, sure enough, Tianjiao gathered.”

The old man laughed loudly, then looked around and said loudly:

“Old man, Blood Demon Sect Bishop Chi Feng, juniors, don’t you come to meet you soon?”

That said.

He suddenly found that in that inn, countless people turned around and looked at him strangely.

“Huh? Why not make a sound? Could it be… Was he frightened by the coercion of the old man’s royal realm? ”

“It seems that the name of the old man, even if it does not come out after a hundred years, is still thunderous.”

The old man laughed quite smugly.

Then he raised his head and continued:

“Fellow juniors, there is no need to be too afraid of the old man, as long as you are willing to submit to our holy religion, the old man can let you go today.”

“Not alone!”

“This person’s name is Ning Chuan, where is he now? Get out and kneel to the old man, the old man can leave you a whole corpse! ”

That said.

Inside the Seven Blessings Inn, everyone’s expressions became even more strange.

“Huh? Could it be that the old man’s voice is not loud enough? ”

The old man frowned, then sank his dantian and shouted:

“Junior Ning Chuan, quickly come out to lead the death !!!”

“Old man Chifeng, I can leave you with all your corpses…”

Don’t wait for him to finish.

“Where did the stunned blue come from? Chirping, noisy to death. ”

Yan Qingfei muttered with a depressed look and walked towards the outside of the inn.

Boom!!!

His shoulder hit the chest of the old man who was blocking the door of the inn.

Immediately knocked this old man dizzy and his eyes flashed Venus.

Yan Qingfei, on the other hand, stepped down in one step and went straight up for nine days!

“Who are you?!” The old man was about to burst into a rage.

“Get out of here!”

Prince Yanling had a gloomy expression and walked out of the inn step by step.

He was already blown up to the extreme by Nan Xiyue’s whole mentality of ‘you can’t do it’,

At this moment, seeing that the old man was still blocking the middle of the road, he suddenly looked at it coldly.

Rumble!!!

Endless dragon power was released within Yanling’s golden pupils.

The old man only felt a nine-clawed golden dragon that roared the heavens and the earth, crashing towards him, and suddenly took several steps back in shock, and his liver was torn.

And the prince Yanling didn’t look at him.

After walking out of the inn, he stepped directly and went straight up for nine days.

“This, this, this…” The old man was completely dumbfounded in place.

These juniors… What’s going on with Dute?

……

……

[Started the beginning, the author pulled a mouthful lunch, continue to continue! ] 】