"It's lively here. I thought that when this boy Wansheng saw him, he might wake up." Lingxie blurted out, and naturally he wouldn't say that he wanted to come.

Ten years of headaches, but he was helpless. He has always respected his elders. Even if what Lingxie did at this moment made him feel a little amused and crying, he would not be disrespectful.

He is exactly the same as Chen Ran.

"Let's go." Shinian shook his head and said softly.

"I've come here, let's see and leave." Lingxie laughed and said, "You Uncle Wansheng, I like this scene the most."

"..." I was speechless for ten years, knowing that I could not get rid of Lingxie at this moment.

At this moment, Yi Qiming also walked over with a giggle.

"Ten years, you...ah!" He spoke, but the next moment he turned into a scream, and was kicked away by Ten years with a "swish".

"Get out!" At this moment, the voice of Ten Years sounded.

His face was very dark, and Lingxie and others wanted to respect him. But this easy begging for life made him hate him. He was so arrogant that he was obsessed with his father's reputation in the past few years that he was arrogant everywhere.

He decided very early that he would beat Yi Qie to death once in the future and would never be ruthless.

"I am worthy of being my master's child, so domineering." Yi Qiming ran back shamelessly and said, but he didn't dare to get close to ten years.

Everyone was speechless, this was definitely a weird thing.

Time passed, and half a day passed quietly.

And at this moment, a genius from the Nine Heavens Luoyuan Sect stood up.

His name is Sima Rulong, and he is the most terrifying existence of the younger generation of the Jiutian Luoyuan Sect. He is not weak at all compared to the older generation of geniuses.

His eyes were black and white, and there was yin and yang in the cycle.

He is a monk from the Liangyi and one lineage, and is said to possess extremely ancient yin and yang bloodlines.

He looked around for a while and a faint light appeared in his eyes. Especially when he looked at him for ten years, there was a hint of fighting spirit.

But ten years have a dull look.

In his life, he was destined to be like Chen Ran, without fear of any challenges.

The light in Sima Rulong's eyes was even more powerful, but he did not look at it for another ten years, but said loudly: "Open the holy bone road!"

The roads scattered in the world formation are called the Holy Bone.

Because the one who paved this way was the skeletons of the creatures who became sanctified in the flesh.

Only the strong can step into this path.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were filled with light.

As monks, they will naturally not eat and chat when they get together. The only way they say hello is to compete for the strong and weak.

Whether it is the Jiutian Luoyuan Sect or the various tribes in the southern Qinghuang, they regard this reunion as a competition.

And this Holy Bone Road is the best way.

The strongest person in this place will go the farthest on this road.

At this moment, a white figure appeared quietly in the crowd.

He looked at the familiar figure in the distance, and his eyes were filled with joy and smile.

He is Chen Ran, and in the distance, his child is standing.

He walked out of the Nine Palace Pavilion, because with his current state of remnant soul, he could at most understand the inheritance of the four veins.

He wanted to save Shu Si as quickly as possible, but he could only unblock his body and soul in the Youwu Mountains.

In this regard, he wants to become stronger and break the curse of the Xuanyuan clan.

"My life will begin to move forward again. This time, no one can stop me anymore. In this life, I am invincible!" He whispered, extremely domineering.
Chapter completed!