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At this time, Luo Xueming suddenly waved to the group of young saints behind him.

"Aren't you coming to see your senior brother soon?"

"Yes, Lord Saint Lord!"

Hearing the words, all the holy sons hurriedly stepped forward and bent their haughty waists towards Bai Xiao Ling without hesitation!

"Meet senior brother!"

Although Bai Xiaoling's identity at this time is also the "Holy Son" of "Tianyi Holy Land", if you really want to say, she is still in a state of competition with them!

But none of the holy sons present dared to have such emotions. When they looked at Bai Xiaoling, there was almost nothing in their eyes other than fanaticism, worship and deep awe!

This is the respect won by absolute strength!

All the saints are not fools, they also know that Bai Xiaoling can tyrannically suppress the nine Great Saints including Lord Saint Lord by himself, and his strength has already surpassed the dust, which is beyond what they 797 can imagine!

Therefore, all the holy sons present had long since lost the slightest thought of competing with Bai Xiaoling, what was left was reverence from the bottom of their hearts!

"There's no need to be too polite, let's all get up."

Looking at the group of holy sons in front of him, Bai Xiaoling smiled slightly, and directly lifted them up with a soft force.

But then, he couldn't help but stare!

Because it wasn't until then that he realized that among the thirty-one "Holy Sons" in front of him, except for a very few who seemed to be intact, almost all the other Holy Sons were injured, and the few who were seriously injured , the breath on his body was extremely weak, and it seemed that he might fall down at any time!

"Huh? What's going on here?"

Seeing this, Bai Xiaoai couldn't help frowning!

As if seeing the doubts in his heart, Luo Xueming on the side took the initiative to explain: "Of the thirty-two holy sons, only eight are from the older generation of our 'Tianyi Holy Land', and the remaining twenty The four Holy Sons, together with your mount Sky Soaring Dragon, were all just selected through the 'Battle for Holy Sons' a few days ago, and they have just experienced a tragic battle, so some of them have not recovered from their injuries!"

Speaking of this, Luo Xueming did not forget to add: "As for the other saints of our 'Tianyi Holy Land', as early as ten years ago, they had already fallen in the last competition for the 'Thirty-three Secret Realm' bingo!"

"I see!"

When Bai Xiaoling heard the words, he suddenly realized, but there was still one thing he didn't understand, so he asked again: "But Lord Saint, since the rest of the Sons have fallen ten years ago, why didn't you hold this event sooner?" 'Battle for the Holy Son', but is it going to be delayed until now?"

"It's not as simple as you think!"

Luo Xueming smiled wryly and said: "Peerless arrogance with the 'posture of a holy son' is a rare existence in our 'Canggu Realm', and in addition to these years, the competition for the 'Thirty-three Secret Realm' has become more and more intense." Intense, there are another hundred thousand holy places in Canggu Region!"

Speaking of this, Luo Xueming sighed for a long time, and then said helplessly: "It took us a whole ten years, and it wasn't until a few days ago that we managed to get together (bhfe) a handful of dozens of geniuses Disciple, barely started the 'Battle for the Holy Son'!"

"Oh, it seems that I was thinking too simply."

Bai Xiao Ling shook his head and laughed, only then did he realize how important a disciple with "the posture of a holy son" and an extraordinary talent is to a Holy Land force!

"Xiao Ling, I have an unfeeling favor, I don't know if I should say it?"

At this time, Luo Xueming stepped forward again, looking at Bai Xiaoling, hesitant to speak.

"Lord Saint Lord, it doesn't matter if you say it!" Bai Xiao Ling waved lightly.

"Okay, I'll just say it straight!"

Luo Xueming nodded, and then said: "Xiao Ling, you have also seen that most of these newly promoted holy sons only have the Cultivation Base of Extreme Martial Realm, and their strength is not strong, but they are our Tianyi The only remaining essence of the Holy Land, after the 33-day competition for the secret realm is over, it will be even more difficult for our Tianyi Holy Land to replenish fresh blood!"

After a pause, Luo Xueming said again in a deep voice: "Therefore, I would like to ask you, if it is convenient for you, please give them a hand and don't let them be confused Those who have become cannon fodder for other holy land powerhouses, I will take them here first and thank you!"

After the words fell, Luo Xueming made a gesture to salute Bai Xiaoling, but was stopped by Bai Xiaoling!" Lord Saint Lord said seriously, since they call me Senior Brother and come from the same school as me, if you meet them Difficulties, of course I will not sit idly by!

Bai Xiao Ling said with a smile, he is a character who can clearly distinguish between likes and hates, he treats whoever treats him well; on the contrary, whoever dares to provoke him, he dares to kill the other party's family!

"Thank you, brother!"

"Thank you brother!"

Seeing that Bai Xiao Ling promised to take care of them in the "Thirty-Three-Day Secret Realm", the rest of the Holy Sons almost jumped up in excitement, and bowed to Bai Xiao Ling one after another.

At this moment, Bai Xiao Ling looked up at the sky, feeling that it was getting late, and asked involuntarily, "Lord Saint Lord, when are we going to leave?"

"Don't worry, I've also invited a few old friends from the 'Tianmai Holy Land' to go on the road together, and they should be here soon!" Luo Xueming said with a smile!.