Xuanhuan: at the Beginning of the Game, I Got Di Luo's Heavy Pupils

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　　The First Saint Midnight Wuchen did not attend and was in a closed state.

　　The Eighth Son went out to practice and has not yet returned!

　　The ten holy sons were silent and stared at the void.

　　Or practice!

　　Or meditate!

　　They are the masters among the disciples of Daoyi, overlooking thousands of disciples and surpassing thousands of disciples.

　　The ten holy sons are examining.

　　disregard!

　　Calmly!

　　High above!

　　suddenly.

　　A person slowly appeared in the field.

　　Chu shocked the world!

　　He strode into the ring, wearing a golden dragon robe and a golden crown, with a straight body and a breath as vast as the deep sea.

　　He looked around.

　　High spirits!

　　Absolutely gorgeous!

　　Slowly swept over everyone.

　　indifferent!

　　arrogant!

　　There was a glimmer of anticipation and scorching heat in his eyes that had not been wavered.

　　"The seat of the Holy Son..."

　　"It's all mine!"

　　"Who can compete with me?"

　　"Qin Luo..."

　　"Neither can!"

　　The corners of Chu Jingshi's mouth curved slightly, revealing a faint smile, and there was a hint of ridicule in the depths of his pupils.

　　Confidence and invincibility!

　　in the void.

　　The ten great saints, seeing Chu Jingshi appear.

　　The second holy son couldn't help but sighed: "The ninth-rank true god is promoted to the fairyland, and he is the thirteenth holy son. After a few years of practice, he can enter the top eight!"

　　beside it!

　　"It's a pity that Qin Luo is chief!"

　　The third holy son, Li Muxian, heard the words, nodded slightly, and then sighed.

　　"If Chief Qin Luo hadn't fallen, how beautiful would a holy place be? Damn alien genius, I really should be like Lan Jiangtao's son that day, killing himself and killing a foreign genius!"

　　The Fourth Son was short-tempered and had a dull voice.

　　Angry, unwilling!

　　"Self-cutting the cultivation base? Huh? You said it lightly, who can have such courage? Once the self-cutting cultivation base, the Great Emperor and the Supreme cannot restore him to the fairyland, and it will damage the Daoji and Daoji's injuries... …”

　　"It's no use if the real fairy is here!"

　　The Fifth Holy Son sneered.

　　ridicule!

　　"you……"

　　The Fourth Holy Son was furious, but did not make a move. With a light snort, his eyes were extremely cold.

　　"Chief Qin Luo..."

　　"It's really a pity!"

　　"The man's demeanor is indeed amazing, like an immortal like an emperor. He is a rare juvenile supreme, and in the future, he can carry the sacred and forbidden figure of the world."

　　The seventh saint Xie Siyu also sighed and regretted.

　　And at the same time!

　　During the discussion of the Ten Sons.

　　Xuanyuan Haoran appeared.

　　The light of the law illuminated the entire Daoyi Holy Land, and the void roared and was silent for a moment.

　　His eyes swept around slowly, and then said lightly: "Saint Son plus seal war!"

　　"start!"

　　Xuanyuan Haoran's eyes were solemn and serious.

　　With a solemn expression, he opened his mouth.

　　Its voice is calm, but it can reach everyone's mind.

　　even spread to the outside world.

　　It resounded throughout the entire Dao Yi city, Dao Yi domain, and even the hundreds of thousands of small and large domains ruled by Dao Yi Holy Land.

　　These words could be clearly heard in everyone's ears.

　　Within the territory of Daoyi, countless Dao eyes converged, and they couldn't help but feel solemn and solemn.

　　Everyone is very religious!

　　Holy Son seal war!

　　Open!

　　Enter the central ring of Holy Island.

　　hum!

　　Two more figures appeared.

　　For the third son Dong Chao, and the fourth son.

　　The three are up!

　　Everyone's attention!

　　These are the three strongest chief disciples.