Chapter 1080 The Holy Son’s Wife!

In the sky, Ye Wushuang stood calmly with his hands behind his back!

He didn't have a very ostentatious aura, but the domineering aura that spread invisibly oppressed everyone to the point of suffocation!

This battle was witnessed by the entire Holy Land.

Ye Wushuang promised the Holy Lady of Shenmeng that if she could shake him with ten moves, he would win.

However, the Holy Lady of Shenmeng couldn't do anything to Ye Wushuang after hundreds of moves. Instead, she was suppressed by Ye Wushuang with one palm. This time, Ye Wushuang won the challenge!

Almost no one in the entire Holy Land had a reason to refute.

Ye Wushuang was too abnormal, and the horror made them feel frightened!

"As you said, if you lose, you will honestly assist me in the future and never betray me. Let's keep this."

Ye Wushuang asked with a faint smile.

The Holy Lady of Shenmeng didn't speak, her expression was very depressed, and she also looked at Ye Wushuang very curiously.

Before Wuwang City, she knew that Ye Wushuang definitely did not have such a terrifying ability, but in the blink of an eye, in half a year, he had grown to this point!

During this period of time, she was growing and getting stronger, and Ye Wushuang was the same, but he was much better than her!

However, she was unwilling to accept it.

She was the granddaughter of Gong Qianqiu, the descendant of Qianqiu Daiyun, the heir of the Shenmeng Dynasty, and shouldered the heavy responsibility of reviving the dynasty. The Shenmeng Holy Land was the foundation of her revival.

But now, this foundation was also taken away by Ye Wushuang!

"You won!"

The Holy Lady of Shenmeng finally uttered a sentence helplessly, and it was very over. Even the half-demon-level combat power could not do anything to Ye Wushuang. She didn't know how powerful Ye Wushuang was?

"The Holy Lady still lost!"

Looking at the figure of the overturned figure, all the elders and disciples of the Holy Land sighed!

Today's Holy Lady is the well-deserved first person of the younger generation of Beihuang and the most powerful daughter of Tianjiao, but she met the more perverted and evil Ye Wushuang!

In the end, she can only become a foil and the wife of the Son of God!

"In the future... I will assist you, I just hope you don't let me down, otherwise, I will continue to challenge you until I regain the position of the Holy Lord."

The Holy Lady of Shenmeng looked up and down at Ye Wushuang with a pair of holy star eyes, and then left across the air!

Ye Wushuang shook his head. After challenging him and losing once, could she still succeed in the challenge?

Moreover, the Holy Lady of Shenmeng underestimated Ye Wushuang. He was not interested in a mere dynasty. His path was the path to becoming an emperor. In the eyes of the peerless emperor, even the Divine Dynasty that had been passed down for thousands of generations was not taken seriously, let alone a dynasty!

"This woman just takes power too seriously!"

Ye Wushuang shook his head. From the beginning, this woman's ambition was the position of the Holy Lord.

However, it was these that restricted her steps.

"Gong Qianqiu's granddaughter, I really don't know how he taught her?"

Ye Wushuang shook his head, glanced at the location of Gong Qianqiu in the distance, and then returned to the Purple Jade Bamboo Forest!

In front of the hall, Gong Qianqiu stared at the Saint of Shenmeng who came across the sky!

"I still lost!"

The Saint of Shenmeng came to Gong Qianqiu, gritted her teeth, and couldn't help but spit out a word.

Although she didn't want to admit it, the facts were in front of her.

"If you lose, you lose, as long as your heart is not defeated!"

Gong Qianqiu looked at the Saint of Shenmeng lovingly, "You have done very well, as long as you undergo another baptism, you can officially step into the ranks of Tianjiao, and then you will have greater achievements."

"Greater achievements?"

The Saint of Shenmeng laughed at herself, "Greater achievements can only be reduced to foil!"

Hearing this, Gong Qianqiu also smiled bitterly. One hundred thousand years ago, he lost to Ye Wushuang, and one hundred thousand years later, his granddaughter lost to Ye Wushuang, which did make him a little embarrassed!

"Why did grandpa let him become the Son of God?"

The Saint of Shenmeng looked up and stared at Gong Qianqiu. This question had been in her mind for a longer time. She wanted to know that this was the foundation of the rise of the Shenmeng Dynasty, how could it be handed over to outsiders.

She didn't know Gong Qianqiu's plan!

"Him!" Gong Qianqiu looked in the direction of the purple jade bamboo forest and said, "You will understand later, Meng'er, he is a very magical person, and he has been magical for 100,000 years. Your grandfather still can't see through him. You will learn a lot by following him and improve quickly."

"100,000 years?"

Hearing Gong Qianqiu's words, the Saint of Shenmeng was stunned and didn't understand what Gong Qianqiu meant!

Gong Qianqiu continued: "Meng'er, you must know that you don't just live to revive the Shenmeng Dynasty. You must have your own path, a path to become powerful. If you really become omnipotent, it will only take a snap to revive a dynasty!"

"Just assist him with peace of mind. In addition, you should also learn from him. It will be of great benefit to you."

Gong Qianqiu's words made the Saint of Shenmeng ponder, and then he entered the hall alone.

The Saint of Shenmeng stood for a long time, and then her eyes flashed, and she ran towards the depths of the holy land. The next moment, she came to the ruins!

"Saint!"

Seeing the newcomer, the formation master and the old man bowed respectfully.

The Saint of Shenmeng nodded solemnly and ran towards the Emperor Slaughtering Array. Seeing this, the other elders followed!

Arriving in front of the Emperor Slaughtering Array, the Saint of Shenmeng took out a three-color dream flower and threw it into the Emperor Slaughtering Array.

Boom!

The Emperor Slaughtering Array trembled violently, and endless destruction rushed down from the sky, annihilating the three-color dream flower. The impact of destruction spread and forced her back thousands of miles away.

"What's going on? Ancestor Dai Yun said that this three-color dream flower is the key to open the evil array. Why can't it be opened?"

The pretty face of the Saint of Shenmeng was gloomy, and then she thought of something, turned her head and looked at the array master, and said: "Old Mo, have you cracked this fierce array before?"

"Saint, you are too kind. Even if I am given thousands of years, I can't crack this fierce array."

The array master named Old Mo smiled bitterly and explained to the Saint of Shenmeng: "This is all done by the Saint Son. He entered and cracked the fierce array. It seems that the Saint Son has mastered this peerless fierce array and can come and go freely. Without his permission, we dare not approach."

"Can Ye Wushuang crack the first fierce array of the ancient times, the Emperor Slaughter Array?"

Hearing Old Mo's explanation, the Saint of Shenmeng obviously didn't believe it. She also knew the power of the Emperor Slaughter Array.

"What!" Mo Lao and a group of old men were shocked. They stared at the Saint of Shenmeng and almost didn't react. They asked: "Saint, you said this formation is the first fierce formation in ancient times, the Emperor Slaughter Formation?"

"Oh my God, no wonder we have studied it for thousands of years without any clue. It turns out to be the first fierce formation with great power. How can ordinary people like us break the Emperor Slaughter Formation?"

Mo Lao couldn't help but sigh and laughed, and he felt relieved in his heart!

"You said that the Holy Son has cracked it!"

Seeing the expressions of several people, the Saint of Shenmeng asked curiously.

"Yes, yes, the Holy Son has cracked it, and he has mastered the Emperor Slaughter Formation!"

Mo Lao nodded repeatedly, and the Saint of Shenmeng heard the words and left!

"Ah, the Holy Son is really unfathomable, so amazing!"

"Yes, we are really ashamed of ourselves, even his means are so great that we admire him!"

"With the Holy Son as the Holy Lord of the Holy Land, the Holy Land will rise, and the Holy Lord still has foresight!"

"I think it is natural for the Holy Son to inherit the position of the Holy Lord!"

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A group of old people were discussing, and the Holy Lady of Shenmeng had not walked far yet, and they all heard it, which made her body tremble. What do you mean by letting Ye Wushuang inherit the position of the Holy Lord, and it is natural?

Is it natural for her to inherit it?

"Ye Wushuang, I will ask for an explanation!"

She dodged and rushed out of the ruins, and ran towards the purple jade bamboo forest again.