Chapter 1310: Son of God

"It's good if you have this kind of heart." Master Dongyang let out a long breath, and the black lines on his forehead slowly dissipated following Ye Chen's words, "The strength of Da Luo Jianzong is not something that you and I can compete with, you Let's go now! As for the matter of Junior Sister Qingyue, this old man has his own decision."

"Senior's decision is to hide here and prepare to ambush God Son Da Luo?" Ye Chen said leisurely.

"Since you have seen it, the old man will not hide it from you."

"This is tantamount to suicide." Ye Chen said leisurely, "Now that all forces from all over the world are coming to visit God Son Da Luo, why is it necessary for God Son Da Luo to do something like this rashly in an ambush by seniors? Although the predecessors are strong, they are also difficult to defeat the Quartet."

"Of course I know." Master Dongyang took a deep breath, "But I have to try anyway."

"Let the younger generation handle this matter!"

"you?"

"Compared to an ambush, an aboveboard challenge is more effective." Ye Chen took a sip of his tea.

"Nonsense." Master Dongyang said in a deep voice, "God Son Da Luo is not comparable to the God Son of God Dynasty and the God Son of the Ghost Emperor. Shoulder strength, your actions are tantamount to suicide!"

"Who is weak and who is strong, you have to fight to know."

"Don't be rash."

"The younger generation knows it well." Ye Chen stood up with a smile, pulled Dongyang Zhenren to get up together, and went straight to the city, "Such a lively scene should have good wine and good food."

The ancient city of Haoyang can be described as extremely prosperous, and the bustling crowds are all monks with extraordinary cultivation. Looking in all directions, the pavilions are mostly suspended, carved with jade columns, and the air is full of pure spiritual power, surrounded by clouds and mists. Dense and hazy, it is really like a fairy city on earth.

In the ancient city, the largest mansion is full of people, just because the son of Da Luo is in the mansion.

The Quartet monks came one wave after another, most of them were famous people with backgrounds, and they were accompanied by a young disciple with a high level of cultivation, all of them were in high spirits, and all of them were in their prime. A genius remembers 噺バ一Chinese in a second m.x/8/1/z/w.c/o/m/

Ye Chen and Master Dongyang came and stopped in front of the mansion.

Master Dongyang was unwilling all the way, but he was dragged over by Ye Chen.

As for Ye Chen, looking at the gate of the mansion full of people, he couldn't help but sighed and clicked his tongue.

The only blame is that there are too many people here, the weakest ones are at the peak of the imperial realm, there are countless quasi-sages, and there are many saints among them, but no matter who they are, they come here peacefully.

go in!

Ye Chen pulled Dongyang and followed the flow of people into the mansion.

When the guards of the mansion see Dongyang Saint's cultivation, they will not stop him, because the combination of Ye Chen and Dongyang is just like other people, a senior and a junior, and the purpose of coming here is the same.

After entering the mansion, Ye Chen sighed again.

The mansion forms a big world, surrounded by fairy mountains and full of vitality. In the depths shaded by spirit trees, there are many pavilions and pavilions, and there are many rows of fairies holding fruit trays. All of them are naturally beautiful beauties, and their cultivation level is not counted. It's too superficial, and the monks are dazzled when they look at it.

This spirit fruit is not bad, give me a plate!

The spirit fruit is still glowing, give me a plate too!

How tired you are, give it to me!

Ye Chen was very conscious, and the fairies who came and went held the fruit plates in their hands, and they were taken over by him one after another.

This guy was indeed very conscious, which stunned the fairy and attracted a lot of attention from the surrounding monks.

Seeing Ye Chen with strange eyes, many seniors subconsciously stroked their beards, and looked at Ye Chen meaningfully: visually, this should be a turtle.

Ye Chen had a disapproving expression on his face, and he was so shameless.

On the other hand, Master Dongyang was quite embarrassed, because Ye Chen, he also became the focus of everyone's attention. He brought Ye Chen with him, and he knew that Ye Chen was his junior.

gone!

Master Dongyang was a step faster, and he didn't forget to pull Ye Chen up.

The two still followed the flow of people and went to a fairy mountain in the mansion.

To say that this mansion is much better than the mansion of Tianfu Shenchao, not only Ye Chen is sighing, Dongyang real person is also secretly smacking his tongue, one sword god inheritance, one Donghuang inheritance, why is there such a big gap!

On the top of a fairy mountain is a garden overflowing with fairy flowers, where all the visiting monks gather.

The number of people was not small, all of them were seated, and many of them were acquaintances, who were gathering to greet each other at this moment.

Ye Chen and Master Dongyang found a jade table in a corner, but it was quiet.

Master Dongyang sat down, his old eyes looked around, there was color between his brows, as if looking for the clear moon.

While gnawing on the spiritual fruit, Ye Chen was also looking around, his eyes kept falling on the bodies of several young children, and with his eyesight, he could see that there were many extraordinary bloodlines among them.

"Which one is God Son Da Luo?" After glancing around, Ye Chen looked at Dongyang.

"Not yet."

"The shelf is really big enough." Ye Chen grinned, most of the people who came here were the ancestors of the Sifang forces, so many famous people with high status, but they still have to wait for a junior in the imperial realm.

"Don't act rashly." Dongyang real person sent a voice transmission to Ye Chen, causing trouble here, he has reason to believe that if he can't get out of this mansion, even if all the gods of Tianfu come, the whole army will be wiped out.

"I have a measure." Ye Chen grinned, and took out another spiritual fruit from his bosom.

"God Son Da Luo is here." When the two were talking and discussing in all directions, an extremely high-pitched shout resounded through the entire mountain, attracting everyone's attention here.

Under the attention of everyone, a purple-haired young man came from the sky, surrounded by immortal light, and there were many mysterious visions intertwined between his gestures and movements. His physique and blood were strong, and his blood was surging and majestic.

He is the god son of Da Luo Jianzong, like a dazzling star, hanging from the misty starry sky.

Inexplicable itchy hands!

Ye Chen glanced at Da Luo Shenzi, and saw that the fellow was considered imposing, but there was always a teasing smile that Ye Chen hated. They all felt extremely itchy in their palms and wanted to hit someone.

The blood is not weak!

Ye Chen whispered, seeing through the blood of God Son Da Luo, which is a kind of Zhiyang.

However, no matter how overbearing the bloodline is, it will be a little inferior compared with his ancient holy body.

On the one hand, Master Dongyang's face became very cold, especially at the moment when God Zi Da Luo appeared, he couldn't hold back his murderous intent, as if thinking of the scene where Fairy Qingyue was captured.

While speaking, God Son Da Luo had landed lightly, followed by three old men, all of whom were saints.

I have seen the Son of God!

As soon as God Son Da Luo landed, people from all over the world clasped their hands and greeted each other, even saints were no exception.

It is worth mentioning that those female juniors brought by the elder monks looked at God Zi Da Luo with unusual eyes, and an inexplicable blush flashed across their cheeks, and they secretly fell in love with just one glance. The so-called love at first sight is mostly To describe them like this.

Sorry for being late, forgive me!

Da Luo Shenzi returned the salute as a symbol, but he didn't smile. Feeling the awe of Sifang's eyes, his chin was raised higher, and his vanity was instantly satisfied. The new 81 Chinese website is updated the fastest Mobile terminal: https:/

With the attention of all the people again, God Son Da Luo consciously ascended to the highest position.

Regarding this, the elders in Sifang were unhappy, but they did not dare to say anything openly.

It's still the same sentence, Da Luo Jianzong is too strong, and they have heard of the nature of Da Luo's god son, so they can't be hated by this guy, otherwise the consequences will range from being punished to being punished, to destroying the whole family.

Not to brag to you, such a fool, I can beat ten of them alone!

Seeing Da Luo Shenzi's gradual improvement, Ye Chen in the corner couldn't help but let out a meaningful cry.

As soon as these words came out, Master Dongyang couldn't help but look sideways, glanced up and down at Ye Chen, with a serious expression on his face: This is really good at pretending.

The following scenes are official enough, and all they say are some unnutritious polite words.

The Sifang monks wished they could greet all the members of the Great Luo Sword Sect to show their awe of the Great Luo Sword Sect, deliberately lowered their posture, and coaxed the Great Luo Sword Sect to be extremely happy.

Needless to say, Da Luo Shenzi loves this bite so much, he almost went to heaven with such a high degree of ecstasy.

Everyone knew that these words alone were far from enough to impress God Zi Da Luo.

If you want to send their descendants to the Great Luo Sword Sect, how can you do it without spending a lot of money? Now this scene is just the opening remarks. After the grand meeting, it will be the main topic. The ancestors of Sifang will go to visit alone.

After drinking for three rounds, I saw an old man in purple clothes, Zu, smiling gently, "Suwen Shenzi Nine Suns Sword Art is amazingly powerful, I don't know how vulgar people like me are lucky enough to see Shenzi perform this supreme sword art."

After saying this, people from all over the world echoed one after another, "It's our honor to see the legendary Nine Suns Sword Art. The son of Wanwang performed it once or twice, and it's one of my wishes."

"Tsk tsk tsk." In this scene, Ye Chen kept licking his tongue, and he had never seen someone so good at licking.

If the people in Sifang really can guess Da Luo's mind, want to see if the Nine Suns Sword Art is fake, and want to give Da Luo a chance to pretend to show off, it is true, so the people of Sifang are not like this.

It has to be said that the support of people from all directions really put Godzi Da Luo in a better mood.

No matter!

God Zi Da Luo got up, pretending to be a little embarrassed, with a deep expression, if he didn't know, he really thought that someone put a knife on his neck and forced him to perform it?

This ability to pretend to be pure is 100%!

There's nothing wrong with this pretense!

But seeing this guy stepping up to the clouds, with a flick of his sleeve, a golden sword appeared in his hand.

Good sword!

Below, Ye Chen's eyes lit up, and he fixed his eyes on the sword of God Son Da Luo. It is an extraordinary divine weapon, forged from domineering divine iron, and its level is still a genuine quasi-sacred soldier.

Good sword!

The monks from all over the world were also amazed, this time they didn't kneel and lick, because the sword of God Son Da Luo was really good.

The sword breaks through the sky!

Amidst the sound of exclamation, God Zi Da Luo suddenly raised his sword, pointing his sword at the sky, and a golden sword light went straight to the sky, as he said, the sword really poked a big hole in the sky.

good!

The shouts below came one after another, forming a tidal wave.

Ugly!

Da Luo Shenzi received the divine sword, stood in the sky, with his hands behind his back, those who didn't know thought that guy was a master of Taoism, and the group of nymphoes who saw him were so excited that they wanted to throw themselves into his arms.

Not so good!

Among the applauding voices of the crowd, there is a voice that is not popular, although the voice is small, it is earth-shattering.