() Found the way home!

Compared to Yu Jiuxiao's purple clothes, he has endless mysterious charm, and every move makes his own scenery and is full of charm.

The Emperor Chonglian, dressed in white clothes and a white forehead, had a more graceful look, just like a holy Buddha lotus and a god who was not contaminated with the mortal world. Even if he stood among the crowd, he would give people a sense of independence from the world.

Looking at such a Di Chonglian, Jiang Lingyue felt inexplicably in her heart, and the man in front of her seemed to be very lonely.

This thought flashed through, and Jiang Lingyue couldn't help but feel that his thoughts were ridiculous.

Although this man is not as noble as his master, how could he be lonely as the crown prince of the Jiuzhou Empire and the sage son of the Taichu Palace?

I think it was my own feeling wrong!

Others naturally don’t know about the conversation between Jiang Lingyue and Jingchen.

When Di Chonglian said the four words "Show mercy in his hands", Xinglan's eyes moved slightly, and he did not continue to be aggressive.

How to deal with Ye Shengjie, but he does whatever he wants. He doesn't have to destroy this guy, so why bother to hurry up?

It would be better to see if the Di Chonglian in front of him, who was regarded as a life-saving talisman by Ye Shengjie, is really as amazing as the legendary one.

"Brother Chonglian, thank you for saving your life." Ye Shengjie saw that Xinglan finally stopped, and got up with gratitude, rushed behind Di Chonglian quickly. His expression suddenly changed and he said, "Brother Chonglian, this guy is so hateful. He dares to insult the people of our five major sects like this..."

"No need to say more..." Before he could finish his words, Di Chonglian raised his hand and interrupted him, saying, "I have already understood the cause of this matter. The fault is not on this fellow Taoist. Since it is a misunderstanding, it is a matter of unsolving it. It is better to resolve enemies than to make a deal."

"But..." Hearing him say this, a hint of unwillingness flashed in Ye Shengjie's eyes, and he wanted to continue to say something, but in the end he was frightened by the transcendent status of Emperor Chonglian in his youth, and did not dare to say more.

Seeing that he shut up honestly, Di Chonglian turned around and looked at Xinglan and said:

"I wonder if this fellow Taoist can expose this matter for Chonglian?"

"I have heard of Prince Chonglian's reputation for a long time. When I see him today, I am indeed well-known."

Facing Emperor Chonglian, Xinglan also put away his careless attitude, looked at him with a faint look, and then said something that made everyone's expression suddenly change: "I wonder, can I ask Prince Chonglian for advice?"

"What?"

"He...he actually wants to challenge Prince Chonglian?"

"Is this Xinglan crazy? Prince Chonglian has already come forward to mediate their grievances. He is ungrateful to challenge Prince Chonglian?"

"What a stunning genius Prince Chonglian is? Who is this Xinglan? How dare you challenge him?"

After hearing Xinglan's words, people from the five major sects were suddenly in an uproar.

Seeing their faces unanimously holding on to Di Chonglian, Jiang Lingyue suddenly believed that if Xinglan had not shown enough cultivation before and defeated Ming Jiuyou and Ye Shengjie one after another, he would have been swarmed by these crazy supporters of Di Chonglian to fight.

Jiang Lingyue is quite looking forward to Xinglan's move to challenge Emperor Chonglian.

She also wanted to see if this Emperor Chonglian, who looks exactly like his master, had a cultivation level that was really worthy of his appearance and reputation.

Since he has the same face as his master, he hopes that his cultivation level will not be too bad. Otherwise, Jiang Lingyue felt that he, Yu Jiuxiao's disciple, would inevitably be disappointed.

As for this very bad standard...

Jiang Lingyue glanced at Xinglan and suddenly smiled jokingly: It would be as good as Xinglan. In this way, it would not embarrass the master, but could also take the opportunity to test out what level of Xinglan's cultivation level is.

I wonder if the "malintention" in Jiang Lingyue's eyes was too obvious. Xinglan, who was communicating with Di Chonglian, suddenly looked back at her, and a groping smile appeared. Then, the voice transmission had already entered her ears: "Xiao Yue'er, don't worry, brother, I, it's not so easy to say what you want."

"Uh... cough cough..." Jiang Lingyue felt that her little thoughts were not hidden well. She immediately choked and coughed repeatedly. Could this guy have done his mind reading skills? He saw through her obscure little thoughts.

Hearing the coughing sound of this side, Di Chonglian also turned her eyes. When her eyes met, Di Chonglian felt that the depths of her soul seemed to have been teased by something, and ripples appeared.

However, before the ripple could widen, he quickly suppressed it.

He turned to Jiang Lingyue's humble and polite manner to greet him.

Seeing him politely bowing to his jaw with his master's face, Jiang Lingyue didn't dare to mistakenly reply. Although she knew in her heart that this person was not his master, she could not ignore this face.

"I dare not take the advice, but since Master Xinglan said this, Chonglian would be more respectful than obedient!"

As the crown prince of the Jiuzhou Empire and the disciple of the Taichu Palace Palace Master, Emperor Chonglian's pride was born with him.

Since Xinglan has already made a challenge, he will never make any move.

"Please!" Xinglan stepped forward, and his red clothes floated, and his momentum suddenly changed. From a romantic and passionate charming young master, he turned into an unparalleled Shura in a fierce red robe.

Although Di Chonglian didn't know where Xinglan came from, he could easily defeat Ye Shengjie and even destroy him, so he could not be a reckless man.

Moreover, from Xinglan, he also felt an unprecedented sense of pressure, which made Di Chonglian, who had never met his rival after becoming famous at a young age, feel a little more anticipated in his heart.

The sharpness of the sword comes from sharpening.

As a monk, if you are always hard to meet, it is definitely not a good thing. Only by constantly growing under pressure and crisis can you transform.

This is also the reason why he is so noble, but he is still willing to take the risk to come to the secret realm of the Holy Rock Kingdom.

It’s a pity that although there are opportunities in this secret realm, there is no temper. This makes him deeply favored by God from childhood to adulthood. With constant opportunities, he has a little more regret.

I originally thought I wanted to leave with regret, but I didn't expect that before I left, I met Xinglan. It seemed that he was indeed a pride of heaven who was deeply favored by God.

The thoughts are circulating, but the two of them do not hinder their confrontation.

At the beginning of the fight, both of them tacitly chose not to take out the weapons, but to fight with bare hands.

Two figures, one red and one white, intertwined from time to time. As the two of them first tried and then gradually improved their combat effectiveness, the people around them kept retreating, making more space for the two of them, allowing them to use their full strength.
Chapter completed!