No one expected to see it with their own eyes.

This is really great news!

"No, this is not the real saint of the Northern Tang Dynasty."

Ancestor Xie Yun shook his head slightly and saw the truth.

"The saint of the Northern Tang Dynasty died 30,000 years ago. The one in front of me is just a trace of the sacred pattern left behind by the saint of the Northern Tang Dynasty when he was sanctified here."

"I'm afraid it was because of some special reason that I was awakened and showed up."

The true saint of the Northern Tang Dynasty has naturally fallen long ago.

But the power of the saint is beyond imagination.

Thirty thousand years ago, he slayed a dragon and became a saint here.

The sacred mark was left behind.

Later generations came here, and although they occasionally gained something, they could not attract them in the end.

This time.

Xiao Changfeng fights against the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons.

I don't know what conditions were triggered.

This ray of holy pattern left by the saint of the Northern Tang Dynasty woke him up.

Thus he saved the life of the Holy Son of All Poisons.

This is all too incredible.

But it really happened in front of everyone.

"Although it is just a wisp of holy marks, this Dragon Slaying Platform is his place of sanctification after all. No one can predict what kind of power he can exert at this time."

Ancestor Xie Yun looked solemn and his mind was trembling.

Even he couldn't imagine that such an accident would occur in this battle.

At this time, Xiao Changfeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The Qinglong Immortal Body is rapidly recovering from its injuries.

The Void Flying Sword was swallowed into his body again.

Just now, the finger of the saint from the Northern Tang Dynasty flicked the flying sword away from the sky.

Although it will not cause the Void Flying Sword to be scrapped.

But in a short period of time.

Xiao Changfeng can no longer use it.

"Have I, a disciple of the Northern Tang Sect, fallen to this level now?"

The saint of the Northern Tang Dynasty stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the Saint of Hundred Poisons.

The faint voice sounded, but it made Saint Son of Bai Du feel ashamed.

"This disciple has embarrassed our ancestor."

The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons spoke respectfully.

Although he is cruel and ruthless, he has a high level of approval for the Northern Tang Sect.

Facing the saints of the Northern Tang Dynasty, they did not dare to show the slightest disrespect.

"After all, you are a disciple of my Northern Tang Sect. All mistakes will be discussed later!"

The saint of the Northern Tang Dynasty spoke again.

The tone was neither sad nor joyous, but it made Saint Son of Poisons feel a little relieved.

And at this time.

The Northern Tang Sage's eyes fell on Xiao Changfeng.

"No matter who you are, if you dare to hurt my disciples of the Northern Tang Sect, it is a serious crime. If you don't kneel down and confess your sins quickly, I will destroy your Dantian as a warning to others!"

The saint of the Northern Tang Dynasty had a cold voice, and his words were even more nerve-wracking.

He didn't care.

Xiao Changfeng was found guilty.

Xiao Changfeng was asked to kneel down and atone for his sins.

Do you want to abolish Dantian?

This is simply a strong argument and there is no justice at all.

However, at this time, although he was just a wisp of holy marks, he was arrogant to the whole audience.

His strength can be seen from the fact that he defeated the flying sword with just a snap of his fingers.

Although he is not a true saint, he still possesses a touch of saintly power.

It is far from being defeated by everyone.

this moment.

Xiao Changfeng was targeted by the saint and found himself in a deadlock, unable to escape.

Everyone thought that Xiao Changfeng could only kneel down and confess his crime.

However, Xiao Changfeng's next words...

But it made the whole place into an uproar.
Chapter completed!