"Are you deaf? It's none of your business!"

"Bold, do you know who this is, the Holy Son of the Nine Heavens Holy Land? Why don't you kneel down and apologize!"

Before the man in gold robe could get angry, there was a scoundrel behind him showing off.

Jiuxiao Holy Land is one of several holy places in the Eastern Wasteland. However, their holy land is not suppressed by the Jidao Emperor's soldiers. It is still a bit different from holy places like Yaoguang and Yaochi.

However, anything that can be called a holy land is the behemoth entrenched in Beidou.

Holy Son Jiuxiao looked at Jiang Chen with some pride, hoping to see surprise and hesitation in his eyes.

However, no!

"Huang'er, let's go, it will get dark soon!"

Jiang Chen looked at the bright morning sun and said blindly with his eyes open.

"You are a man, just tell me to fight and look down on my Nine Heavens Holy Land. It is unforgivable!"

A cloud of energy suddenly emerged from the body of Holy Son Jiuxiao, and his whole person became hazy, but the aura was strong, and he said to Jiang Chen in a cold voice.

"Oh, you are a great monk in the Four Extremes Realm, but what should I do if I only have the secret realm of the Dao Palace? You, a Holy Son of the Holy Land, will not use your realm to overwhelm others!"

Jiang Chen rolled his eyes, and a look of fear suddenly appeared on his face. It was so lifelike that if Feng Huang hadn't seen this guy take action, he might have thought it was true.

The Holy Son of Jiuxiao was very pleased with Jiang Chen's reaction. He once again regained his bearing as a Holy Son, with a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"You are the only Dao Palace monk. You are not worthy of me to take action. Junior brother, you are also in the secret realm of Dao Palace. Come on!"

Holy Son Jiuxiao said to a silent young man behind him.

"The Feng family is not allowed to do anything, so go to the Qiankun Arena!"

When Fenghuang saw this scene, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said softly.

Soon they arrived at the Qiankun Arena. The young disciples from the Nine Heavens Holy Land were the first to take the stage and looked at Jiang Chen calmly.

Jiang Chen's figure disappeared instantly, and a ray of lightning gathered on the Qiankun Arena.

Buzz!

With a low roar, the entire Qiankun Arena was closed instantly, making it difficult for outsiders to intervene in the battle between them.

"Senior brother's orders are hard to violate. If you can't hold on, just admit defeat. I will stop, otherwise..."

This young disciple from the Nine Heavens Holy Land was carrying a whisk on his back and looked very silent. After stepping onto the stage, he took the initiative to speak to Jiang Chen.

"No problem, just based on your words, I'll be gentler in a while!"

Jiang Chen still has a good impression of this little brother, at least he won't be arrogant.

After saying that, the two of them fought together. Jiang Chen did not use the black and white energy, but used the Qiankun Thunder Technique to fight against the enemy. His performance was quite satisfactory, neither too strong nor too weak.

If the Holy Son of Jiuxiao is frightened, how can he torture him? Jiang Chen will not be lenient towards such a stinky person.

Just like Mr. Xiang from the Kunlun Fairy Mountain on Earth, and the Holy Son from the Pope's Palace, they will be tortured sooner or later after returning this time.

After a "Dragon Fight", the Taoist monk from the Nine Heavens Holy Land was seriously injured by Jiang Chen's punch and fell to the ground, so he had no choice but to admit defeat.

"Failed, is this kid so powerful?"

This young man is still very famous in Jiuxiao Holy Land. In the future, he will advance to the Four Extremes Secret Realm and will be selected as a candidate for the Holy Son. However, he lost to Jiang Chen.

Holy Son Jiuxiao was also a little unhappy, but he showed no expression. If Jiang Chen only had this little means, then he was looking for death!

"Then Holy Son of Jiuxiao, do you want to come up and play?"

Jiang Chen untied his Taoist robe that had fallen apart due to a "hard battle" just now, let his long hair hang loose and said to the Holy Son of the Nine Heavens.

"Do you think you are my opponent?"

The Holy Son of Jiuxiao frowned, feeling that something was wrong, but things had reached this point, and if he backed down, he would lose the people of Jiuxiao Holy Land.

"Just for fun, I also want to see how powerful the Holy Son of the Holy Land is!"

Jiang Chen continued to speak harmlessly to humans and animals.

Baby, I can't beat you to death if I come up!

Under the gaze of everyone, the Holy Son of Jiuxiao could not refuse, so he could only step towards the Qiankun Arena, as if there were clouds and mist steaming in his eyes.

In an instant, Holy Son Jiuxiao's cultivation was suppressed only in the Dao Palace realm. This feeling of being imprisoned made him very uncomfortable.

As soon as the Holy Son of the Nine Heavens came up, the entire Qiankun Arena was instantly surrounded by clouds and mist, making it difficult for those watching the battle outside to see clearly what was going on inside.

"Who are you? Are you from the Southern Territory of Eastern Wasteland?"

Holy Son Jiuxiao seemed different at this moment. His eyes were calm and full of wisdom, just like an ancient pond.

Hehe, Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment when he heard the words of Holy Son Jiuxiao, and then suddenly understood.
Chapter completed!