Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty-Ninth, I Dare Not Do This in a Dream

"Su Lang!"

"Brother Su Lang! Are you alright?"

Ji Ruxue and Murong Xianxian drove their flying artifact to Su Lang's side and looked at him with concern.

Chu Xiaobei pouted and flew to Su Lang's side.

"Do you think I'm in trouble?"

Su Lang smiled slightly and rubbed Ji Ruxue's head.

"Humph!!"

q Chiri Muzhu looked ugly, snorted coldly, "It's nothing more than coming out first, it's unknown who will inherit the flowers!"

"Yes, I think so too!"

Tianyun Clan Yi Wusheng also sneered, "Maybe your Yaochi Saint Clan were driven out by our people!"

As soon as these words came out, Yaochi Yanfa and others suddenly looked stagnant.

At this time.

"Have you seen the relaxed and happy faces of those who were kicked out?"

Chu Xiaobei smiled coldly and stepped forward, "Have you ever seen the defeated side without any casualties?"

"Humph!"

"Maybe it's the joy of the rest of your life!"

Chi Ri Muzhu's face sank and said, "When our people come out, you should accept the reality!"

"Yes, I think so too!"

"Our two clans have already reached an alliance agreement, and it is impossible to lose to your Yaochi clan!"

One day, Wu Sheng of the Yunsheng clan continued, "Whoever wins and who loses has already been decided. Your people are just lucky and escaped."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Chiri Muzhu, don't waste your time waiting for your red, yellow and green clans."

"The people of your two races have all been killed by this son."

Su Lang laughed out loud, a sarcasm sketched on the corner of his mouth, "Inheritance, of course, also falls into my hands!"

"This is impossible!"

Chi Ri Muzhu's pupils shrank suddenly, "Our two clans joined forces, how could you be opponents?"

"Ha ha!"

"If you don't believe me, just wait here."

Su Lang curled his lips in disdain, "Otherwise you can send some people in to look for it, maybe you can find some bodies."

"this......"

Chiri Muzhu and the other Martial Saints looked at each other, their faces sinking like water, extremely ugly!

Su Lang dared to say that, the Tianjiao of the Chiri and Tianyun clans may have been completely wiped out.

At this time.

Chu Xiaobei turned to Su Lang and asked, "Have you got the inheritance?"

"Of course I got it!"

"And more than that."

Su Lang laughed and said, "Didn't you find that we have one more person than when we entered?"

"Of course I did."

Chu Xiaobei nodded and looked at Xianyang Wusheng, "Who is he?"

Yaochi Yanfa and others also pointed their ears.

They are all in the Martial Saint Realm, and they discovered the extra people early in the morning, but it was too late to ask for a while.

. "He."

"First of all, he is my slave."

Su Lang smiled lightly, "Secondly, he is the Great Sage of Ancient Xianyang!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an instant silence throughout the whole process, and you could hear the hair fall out clearly.

what the hell?

Xianyang Wusheng is still alive! ?

How is this possible, didn't he fall in the battle of the continent at the node of the era! ?

Yaochi Yanfa, Chiri Muzhu and others were all stunned!

"You...you said he was the Great Sage of Xianyang, and he was your servant!?"

Chu Xiaobei stared at Su Lang in disbelief: "I can believe you when you say he is Xianyang Martial Saint, but I really don't believe you when you say he is your slave!"

The great sage, who was famous in the ancient capital, suddenly became a servant of the younger generation!

How can this be false!

"This is impossible!"

Chiri Muzhu stepped forward excitedly, "Even if Xianyang Martial Saint lives to this day, he will never become your slave!"

"Yes, I think so too!"

"Xianyang Wusheng is invincible under the immortal level, how could he be your servant!"

The Tianyun Saint Clan Yi Wusheng coldly pointed at Xianyang Wushengdao, "This person must be fake!"

"right!"

"This person is definitely not Xianyang Martial Saint!"

"A generation of ancient martial arts is a slave, I would not dare to do so in my dreams!"

"..."

The Martial Saints in the red, yellow and green camps screamed.

"Humph!!"

"How could my master be qualified to question!"

. Xianyang Wusheng suddenly snorted coldly, and a unique aura came out.

He has been in a high position for millions of years, killing countless people, and the unique strong temperament of his body has been carved into his bones.

At this time, it was deliberately revealed, and all of a sudden, Chiri Muzhu and other 'post-born juniors' were quelled.