Terran Guardian

Diffuse white light.

The void twists and vibrates.

Around the void, a large number of monks gathered.

When the long boat entered the ten thousand li range, a strong man looked sideways in a certain direction, frowning slightly: "The cultivator of the Ziyun clan has arrived!"

Purple Cloud Clan!

Hearing this name, all the monks present frowned.

"Ziyun Clan!"

In the Nanyang clan camp, Nanyang Ling did not know why, a face appeared in his mind, and a strong killing intent rose in his heart.

A strong man from the Ziyun clan has come.

But I don't know if the Purple Cloud Saint in his memory will also come.

If the other party really came, then the hatred in the death penalty area should be well liquidated.

Whenever he thought of his own body being smashed by Ziyun Sheng, Nanyang Ling became furious.

If you really deliberately become an enemy of it, you will have nothing to say if you are hit hard.

However.

He clearly did not show any hostility, and the other party destroyed his own body without saying a word.

This hatred and this hatred.

If it is not completely resolved, he will not be able to swallow this breath.

Subsequently.

Nanyang Ling looked at another clan faction again, and the killing intent in his eyes became a little stronger again.

That is the camp of the Beili clan.

the other side.

Bei Lifeng seemed to be aware of the murderous gaze, so he followed the induction and met Nanyang Ling's icy gaze.

to this.

A disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

at this time.

The void vibrated, and a long boat broke through the sky, openly appearing in the sight of all the monks.

I saw more than a dozen monks standing on the long boat. The leader was dressed in purple and stood in front of the long boat with his hands behind his back. His handsome face did not have any emotional fluctuations.

"The cultivator of the Ziyun clan is here!"

"Hey... It seems that there are not many monks from the Ziyun clan this time!"

After seeing the visitor, there was a little disturbance in several clan camps, but it soon calmed down.

The monks of several clans discovered an unusual place.

That is, there are very few monks from the Ziyun clan this time.

To know.

There are hundreds of monks from other clans.

Looking at the Ziyun Clan, the cultivators on the long boat were only less than twenty.

Either the Ziyun clan gave up the fight for the ownership of heaven and earth, and sent a few cultivators to deal with it, or the Ziyun clan thought that these dozen cultivators were enough to win the ownership of heaven and earth.

If it's the former, that's fine.

But if it is the latter, it means that the strength of these dozen or so cultivators is not ordinary.

While the various clans were silently looking at the Ziyun Clan, Shen Changqing and the others were also looking at the Ziyun Clan.

Nanyang Clan!

Beili Clan!

Red Eye Clan!

Cold Whale Clan!

Xianyu clan!

When he saw the monks of the five major clans, the corresponding names automatically appeared in his mind.

Shen Changqing obviously paused when he saw the Nanyang clan and the Beili clan.

Especially when he saw the two familiar faces in the two major clan camps, he couldn't help but smile.

It's not that enemies don't get together.

This scene.

It fell into the eyes of Bei Lifeng and Nan Yangling, but it was a naked mockery.

"Purple Cloud Saint!"

Bei Lifeng clenched his fists secretly, and the killing intent in his eyes was almost undisguised.

He didn't expect it.

The cultivator led by the Ziyun clan this time turned out to be the cultivator who robbed himself of the Pure Stone in the death penalty area in the past.

When he saw that there were only a dozen or so cultivators from the Ziyun clan, Bei Lifeng had a different idea in his heart.

"You know him?"

In front of the Beili clan camp, a young man in white noticed the killing intent in Bei Lifeng's heart and asked lightly.

heard.

Bei Lifeng nodded: "He is the cultivator of the Ziyun clan who robbed the Pure Stone in the forbidden area of ​​death and destroyed my body. His name is Ziyun Sheng!"

"Purple Cloud Saint?"

Beili Wentian murmured to himself, but found that he had never heard of it.

the other side.

Shen Changqing had already put away the long boat, and all the monks of the Ziyun clan appeared in the void.

"The Ziyun clan has only come to a dozen or so cultivators. Could it be that they have to give up the ownership of the world?"

At this time, there was a cold voice.

Shen Changqing followed the voice and saw that the speaker was a white-clothed woman with thick skin and bright eyes.

moment.

He found some relevant memories of the other party in the memory of Ziyunsheng.

Saintess of the Xianyu clan, fairy spirits.

A arrogance who has been left on the list of gods.

no doubt.

Each of the Tianjiao who can rank in the list of gods has the strength to be equal to that of a **** king.

Subsequently.

Shen Changqing looked at the camps of other clans again, and corresponding memories appeared in his mind.

Tianjiao!

Pure genius.

The leaders of the Wufang clan are all strong people at the Tianjiao level, and all of them are on the list of gods.

In Ziyun Sheng's memory, these monks were the targets he once chased.

at this time.

The fairy who was the first to speak, saw Shen Changqing not answering her question, and didn't even look at herself, a look of displeasure flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Are all the monks of the Ziyun clan so uneducated?"

"Hmph, how about my Ziyun clan, when will it be the Xianling clan's turn to speak up here!"

Zi Yunfang seized the opportunity and immediately responded, without showing any mercy to the other party.

As soon as this word comes out.

Xianling's eyes turned cold: "Who are you?"

"I am Ziyunfang, the alternate son of Ziyun Holy Land."

"Alternate Son?"

A look of doubt flashed across the fairy's beautiful face.

"I remember that the Ziyun clan has a lot of holy children, but it seems that there has never been a candidate for holy children, right?"

The same clan.

It is naturally impossible for the Xianyu clan to not know anything about the Ziyun clan.

In fact.

The Xianyu Clan knows a lot about the fourteen peaks of the Ziyun Holy Land representing the Ziyun Clan.

It is because of understanding that I am confused.

Because in the fairy's impression, each of the fourteen peaks has a holy son, but there is no such thing as a candidate for the holy son.

"There are so many things you don't know."

Zi Yunfang sneered.

When he was talking, he also silently observed Shen Changqing's face. When he saw that the other party didn't mean to stop him, his courage became stronger.

If it was the previous one, Zi Yunfang would not dare to be presumptuous in the face of the saintess of the Xianyu clan.

After all, the other party is Tianjiao who is on the Conferred God List, and his strength is beyond his ability to compete.

It's different now.

The Xianyu clan has arrogance, and their Ziyun clan also has arrogance.

Although Shen Changqing is not on the list of conferred gods now, in Zi Yunfang's view, it is a matter of time. When it comes to strength, it is not necessarily weaker than those geniuses of other clans.

One more thing.

Since the Emperor Mang only sent them here, it means that the other party believes that with their strength, in the face of hundreds of monks from other clans, they still have the qualifications to belong to the clan.

Know your own business.

Although his strength is not weak, it is impossible to match most of the strong men of the Xianyu clan.

As such.

There is only one possibility left.

The Mang Emperor thought that only by virtue of this holy son, the gap in the number of monks could be directly smoothed out.

When Zi Yunfang responded.

In the direction of the Beili clan, Beili Wentian sneered and said, "It seems that the Ziyun clan has changed a bit, that's not bad, if any cat or dog can be named "Holy Son", it would be a shame for us.

The dignified Ziyun clan doesn't even have a Tianjiao who has left a name on the list of gods. It is really ridiculous! "

"What kind of thing are you, you dare to talk about my Ziyun clan!"

Zi Yunfang took a sip, his eyes full of disdain.

This scene.

Let Beili Wentian's eyes suddenly turn cold, and he directly bombarded Zi Yunfang with his palm.

The terrifying power is like breaking the sky.

All the emptiness that affected it burst open with a bang.

"not good!"

Ziyun's color changed, and a strong warning appeared in his heart, as if the power contained in that palm was completely beyond his ability to resist.

Just when he wanted to give it a try.

Shen Changqing, who had been motionless all the time, suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed out his index finger calmly.

moment.

The terrifying power that shattered the sky and the earth has disappeared into the invisible, as if it had never appeared.

There is only space that is healing, stating what just happened.

see here.

The pupils of all the cultivators of the clan camp suddenly shrank, and when they looked at Shen Changqing's eyes, they became very dignified.

"I didn't expect that the Ziyun clan would actually produce a strong man who can stand on the table!"

Beili Wentian's face was solemn ~www.readwn.com~ no longer meant to be slighted.

Master tricks.

As long as one move and a half, you can guess the depth of each other.

When Shen Changqing made his move, he already felt a strong threat.

obviously.

The opponent's strength will definitely not be much weaker than his own, otherwise it is impossible to give such a feeling.

Xian Lingmei's eyes stared at each other, and asked in a cold voice: "Who are you, I don't remember that there is such a strong person in the Ziyun clan."

"I am the Purple Cloud Saint!"

Shen Changqing smiled lightly and replied casually.

Purple Cloud Saint!

Hearing this name, most of the monks from several clan camps flashed doubts.

no way.

The son of the Ziyun clan is different from the sons of other clans. The sons of other clans are unique and naturally have a lot of reputation.

But the Ziyun clan used to have quite a few holy sons, and none of them were too outstanding. Although they had a certain reputation within the clan, outside, few had really heard of them.

but.

With Shen Changqing's shot just now, the three words of Ziyunsheng can be considered to penetrate into the hearts of each clan.

"His strength, is it really so strong!"

In the Nanyang clan camp, Nanyang Ling had an unbelievable look in his eyes.

He knew very well the extent of Beili Wentian's strength.

The other party is Tianjiao who has been on the Conferred God List. To be able to get such a strong person to take it seriously, it shows that in the eyes of Beili Wentian, Ziyunsheng is almost a strong person of the same level.

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