After I divorced, I was chased after by the best saints

Hearing this, the eyes of the people around him became subtle, and the expressions they looked at Qi Wan'er became a little more solemn.

Although Tianyin Sect has declined in recent years, Qi Wan'er still has another identity.

Her mother is the God King of the Demonic Sound Sect. If the two sects join forces for her, none of the other sects present can deal with them.

Thinking of this, some geniuses looked a little ready to move.

After all, with Xia Feng's help, Qi Wan'er broke through the level very quickly and accepted the inheritance very quickly, many days earlier than everyone predicted when the secret realm would end.

If they work together to get rid of Qi Wan'er now, there will be no way for the Tianyin Sect to be passed down.

Everyone looked at each other, and Qi Wan'er and others were vaguely surrounded by the movement of their bodies.

Mo Rongying instantly noticed what these people were thinking and said with a cold face: "What do you want to do?"

"Is it possible that you want to be an enemy of my Demonic Sound Sect?"

The remaining genius of the High-pitched Sect sneered: "Goddess Rongying, stop scaring people there."

"Although the Demonic Sound Sect is powerful, we can directly eliminate all the members of your two sects here. Wouldn't it be enough to just say that both of your sects died in the secret realm?"

Mo Rongying looked even more vigilant: "Both religions all died in the secret realm, and even a fool can see that there is something wrong with it."

The high-pitched sect's genius laughed: "Even if you see it, what does it matter? Is it possible that the two sects' god kings will directly declare war on all the sects in the Tianyin Divine Domain over such a trivial matter?"

Mo Rongying's face became even more ugly. She naturally knew the temperament of her own God King.

Without sufficient evidence, Demonic God King would never declare war on all sects for her and Qi Wan'er.

Xia Feng looked at the people confronting each other and coughed helplessly: "Have you forgotten me?"

The people in the surrounding sect looked at Xia Feng a little more warily, but most of them still didn't take it seriously.

"just you?"

"There are many methods we can use outside the secret realm. You, a mud-legged person from the countryside, can get some opportunities to enter the secret realm, which is already the smoke of your ancestors."

"Even if you break through the level quickly, it's of no use. The power of blood is the most important. The inheritance in the secret realm cannot fall on outsiders."

"If you know better, just get out of here. Maybe we can spare your life."

Xia Feng looked helpless as he recalled the expression on Saint Tianyin's last expression when she insisted on giving him the inheritance.

These people don't know anything and still dare to shout here. They really are fearless in the ignorant.

However, he was no longer in the mood to delay with these people, so he simply waved his palm, and the strong kendo aura fell on everyone, directly forcing everyone around him to kneel on the ground.

The genius of the Gao Gao Cult struggled desperately but could not resist the force on his back. Because of the excessive force, his eyes bulged: "This, is this the swordsmanship of the ninth-grade true god?"

"Aren't you a mud-legged kid from the lower realm? How could you have such a profound cultivation level? It's impossible!"

Xia Feng looked a little indifferent: "Noisy."

As the words fell, the genius of the High-pitched Sect exploded to death in an instant. A ray of soul emerged from his body. He looked around in a panic and wanted to escape. Xia Feng flicked his fingertips slightly, and a wisp of sword energy penetrated into his soul, directly shattering his consciousness.

This person has been clamoring to get rid of Qi Wan'er, and even brazenly said that he would kill everyone in the Tianyin Sect and the Demonic Sect. How could Xia Feng spare the lives of such a person.

He touched his chin: "Since the man just said to kill you, other sects will not declare war over such a trivial matter, then you all should die."

As Xia Feng spoke, he increased the pressure on everyone. Several geniuses with relatively low cultivation levels were crushed into blood foam.

Qi Wan'er stood beside him, holding his hand with a somewhat unbearable expression, but did not speak to persuade him.

These people all wanted her dead. Although she didn't want to commit more crimes, she was not a holy mother who could forgive these people.

Just when Xia Feng was about to get rid of all these people in one go, several strong divine king pressures rushed over, and the tinkling, dong-dong sounds of music rushed straight to Qi Wan'er's door with a strong murderous aura. .

Xia Feng stood in front of Qi Wan'er in an instant, using his own cultivation to withstand several pressures.

Even when he received a few rays of pressure from the God King, he still felt a little uncomfortable. The Wuji Divine Armor on his body immediately appeared, protecting the three of them together and resisting the pressure from the outside world.

Several voices of surprise and doubt rang out one after another: "This kid actually has a treasure like the divine armor. It's quite a chance, but that's all."

With the words of these people, the pressure on Xia Feng became stronger and stronger, and the suffocating power forced a wisp of blood to flow from the corner of Xia Feng's lips.

Qi Wan'er looked around in panic: "Is he the god king of another sect?"

"How could they be so shameless and attack a junior in public?"

The surrounding prodigies who were oppressed by Xia Feng also came to their senses at this moment. They looked at the god kings of their respective sects taking action with a bit of ecstasy on their faces.

"Haha, no matter how powerful you are, it's of no use. If several god kings take action together, you just wait to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two powerful divine king powers collided directly, overturning the pressure on Xia Feng.

Immediately afterwards, two god kings, a man and a woman, suddenly appeared next to Qi Wan'er, grabbing her wrists one from the left and one from the right.

The male god king Xia Feng once met, it was Tianyin god king Qi Jun, and the goddess king must be Qi Wan'er's mother Mo Yaya.

The two of them first glanced at Xia Feng with some admiration, and then focused all their attention on Qi Wan'er.

Qi Jun patted Qi Wan'er on the shoulder with a happy expression: "What a good girl, you have broken through to the realm of true gods at a young age, and even received the inheritance of the God Emperor. You are worthy of being my Qi Jun's daughter."

Mo Yaya, who was standing next to her, waved Qi Jun back and said with a sneer: "It's as if you can give birth to a child by yourself without me."

Qi Jun's expression froze, but he still murmured in a low voice: "In any case, this inheritance of the secret realm was still obtained by my Tianyin Sect. My Tianyin Sect is the orthodoxy of the Tianyin Divine Realm."

Mo Yaya rolled her eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to him at this time. Instead, she looked directly into the void and looked at the places around her where the pressure of the God King came from.

"Are you here to celebrate my daughter's inheritance?"

"Or, as you said before, do you have other thoughts?"

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and the words she spoke had a bit of edge, turning into sharp blades and stabbing directly in the direction from which the pressure came. (End of chapter)