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Chapter 218 The Holy Land is a fart! If you dare to hurt my son, I will hate the Dao!(2/3)

The spiritual light above the chariot shimmered slightly.

There are four men and four women on the left and right.

Four people followed from behind.

Two middle-aged men, two old men, with profound and vigorous aura.

They are both in the extraordinary realm!

In the center of the chariot, there is a crystal white curtain. It is unknown what material it is woven from. As it flutters in the wind, a graceful figure can be faintly seen inside the curtain.

"this……"

Murong Yan was already dumbfounded.

"This scene is much bigger than that of the Holy Envoy You Fang!"

How could she know?

Although he is called a Holy Messenger, in terms of status, even ten or a hundred people traveling far away cannot compare to the one in the tent.

Everyone's heart sank.

Look at this posture.

It's either a holy land, or some secret big force!

This kind of power.

Generally speaking, they are not very reasonable.

"Second senior brother."

Even Ah Sha felt vaguely that something was wrong.

"Can you beat them?"

"Can't beat it."

"what should I do then?"

"fine."

Gu Han touched her head.

"If they are unreasonable, don't forget that the foundation of our Fengwu Academy is still there!"

He didn't panic either.

After what happened last time, the Wanhua Holy Land did not come to retaliate, which already explains the problem.

Big deal.

Just take out the Nine Chi Panlong Seal again.

"good."

Zuo Yang smiled.

"Actually, these saints and saints are just bluffs. Don't be afraid of them. This is our long-standing tradition of Fengwu Academy!"

As a former Holy Son.

He naturally has the confidence to say such things.

"Chirp!"

Suddenly.

Another clear sound came.

The Luan bird pulled the chariot and landed slowly not far away. Its two fairy crystal-like eyes glanced at the crowd, full of indifference and arrogance.

Zuo Yang smiled.

Subconsciously, he touched the sharp knife in his waist.

He thought it would be a good idea to use this Luan bird as a sacrifice to his reborn magic sword.

not far away.

See the scene in front of you.

The people behind the carriage frowned instantly.

"What is that light mist?"

"Don't get close easily, this thing seems scary!"

"It's strange why the Xuandan Pavilion has become so big. It was only one-tenth of its current size before!"

"..."

There was a lot of discussion.

Several people were puzzled.

Xuandan Pavilion.

They have seen it several times and are naturally quite familiar with it. It is far less huge and far less mysterious than it is now.

"It doesn't matter."

At this moment.

A clear and melodious voice came from within the curtain.

"Send a message to Master and let him make a decision."

The sound is like a jade chime.

Extremely moving.

Although I only heard the voice but never saw the person, it added a sense of mystery, making people unable to help but guess how beautiful the owner of the voice was.

"yes!"

Among four people.

An old man saluted respectfully.

"I will send a message to the palace master right now."

Although his cultivation was much higher than that of the woman, he did not dare to be disrespectful at all.

"goddess."

A middle-aged man glanced at Gu Han and others and frowned slightly.

"Are these idle people waiting for us to be eliminated by the pioneers?"

in his impression.

Gu Han and the others didn't seem to belong to any faction, and their strength was pitifully low, so he naturally regarded them as ordinary cultivators who had stumbled here by accident.

"That's all."

The woman didn't seem to care that anyone was around.

"Leave it to them."

"yes!"

The man glanced at several people and his tone was arrogant.

"Why don't you thank the goddess for her grace? Such a great opportunity is something you can't even ask for in ordinary times!"

"Mom..."

Murong Yan's anger suddenly rose, but Shen Xuan held her tightly.

"Junior sister!"

"Don't cause trouble for Brother Gu!"

"No trouble."

Gu Han laughed.

"Aren't the people in these holy places just so virtuous? Just get used to it."

"Boy!"

The man narrowed his eyes.

"You...say it again?"

in the tone.

There was already a hint of dissatisfaction and murderous intent.

boom!

suddenly!
To be continued...
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