As this invisible light shield enveloped Feng Jiuge and the two ninth-level saint ancestors, Feng Jiuge's expression suddenly changed.

"This mask is a treasure of my Murong family. It can isolate all fighting energy and breath."

"No matter how fiercely you fight, no one outside will notice it at all!"

"Feng Jiuge, today you are destined to be my Murong Hao's woman!"

"No one can save you!"

Murong Hao looked at Feng Jiuge and hummed coldly.

There was a crazy look in his eyes, which made people feel heart-stopping.

boom!!!

But just after Murong Hao finished speaking,

A deafening roar sounded.

The mask of light suddenly shattered and turned into nothingness.

A terrifying coercion descended and enveloped Murong Hao and the two ninth-level saint ancestors.

The expressions of the three of them suddenly changed, and they looked very ugly.

Immediately, in front of them,

Thousands of rays of light come together to form a magnificent figure.

"Holy Lord!"

Feng Jiuge immediately bowed to this figure and shouted.

"Holy Lord Xuanji?"

"How is that possible?"

"Aren't you in retreat?"

Murong Hao looked at this figure and said in surprise.

This figure is none other than the owner of Xuanji Holy Land that Feng Jiuge just mentioned—Saint Ancestor Xuanji!

The strength of this Immediate Saint Ancestor has already surpassed that of the ninth-level Saint Ancestor.

But he has not yet entered the ranks of Chaos Supreme, and belongs to the level of half-step Chaos Supreme.

Murong Hao had already found out that Holy Lord Xuanji had been in seclusion for a long time, and now he was not in Xuanji Holy Land at all.

That's why he dared to bring his men to attack Feng Jiuge directly.

Unexpectedly, Holy Lord Xuanji suddenly appeared.

"Master Murong, Feng Jiuge is my disciple of Xuanji Holy Land, you are too presumptuous!"

Holy Lord Xuanji looked at Murong Hao and snorted coldly.

Poof!!!

Immediately, Murong Hao trembled and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Master!"

The expressions of the two ninth-level saint ancestors changed when they saw Murong Hao vomiting blood.

They looked at Holy Lord Xuanji and said, "Holy Lord Xuanji, do you want to start a war with the Murong clan by hurting me, the young clan leader of the Murong clan?"

"You two are not qualified to talk to me like this!"

Holy Lord Xuanji said coldly.

Phew! Phew!

The two ninth-level Saint Ancestors trembled, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and knelt directly on the ground.

Although Holy Lord Xuanji is only half as strong as them,

But facing Holy Lord Xuanji, they had no ability to fight back.

"They don't have the right to talk to you, do I?"

At this time, a cold and majestic voice came from the void.

Another illusory figure emerged.

"Father!"

Murong Hao looked at this person and shouted excitedly.

This person is none other than Murong Tian, ​​the patriarch of the Murong family, one of the eight supreme families in the Chaos Realm.

"Clan Chief Murong, it's time for your son to be disciplined and disciplined!"

"If you can't discipline me, then I will discipline you for you!"

Holy Lord Xuanji looked at Murong Tian and said unabashedly.

"I can teach my son, so I won't bother Holy Lord Xuanji to worry about it!"

"And my son has been in love with Feng Jiuge for a long time, and his behavior today is really normal!"

"Since we are both here today, why don't I formally propose marriage to you and let my son marry Feng Jiuge in an open and honest manner!"

Murong Tian said directly.

At this time, a hint of joy appeared in Murong Hao's eyes,

As for Feng Jiuge, his expression changed and he said suddenly: "I don't agree!"

"You can't speak here!"

Murong Tian looked at Feng Jiuge and said coldly.

Feng Jiuge trembled, his face turned pale, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Clan Chief Murong, marriage matters must be decided by the parties concerned. How can we control it?"

Holy Lord Xuanji said.

"Holy Lord Xuanji, she is from your Xuanji Holy Land."

"And you are the owner of Xuanji Holy Land, so you are naturally qualified to decide who she will marry!"

"And at such a young age, my son has already entered the level of the seventh-level Saint Ancestor."

"Among the younger generation in the Chaos Realm, my son is already at the top level of genius, and few people can come close to him."

"Isn't he qualified to marry one of your Xuanji Holy Land disciples?"

Murong Tian said coldly.

Holy Lord Xuanji’s eyes flickered.

"By the way, Holy Lord Xuanji may not know yet."

"My father, Hao'er's grandfather, will return from Chaos Island soon."

"And he has already joined the Supreme Pavilion on Chaos Island, and has entered the second level of Chaos Supreme with his strength!"

"If Hao'er gets married by then, my father will definitely be very happy!"

"I can't tell if the Supreme Pavilion will send someone to attend this wedding!"

"Don't you, Holy Lord Xuanji, want to know the powerful people who know the Supreme Pavilion?"

Murong Tian looked at Holy Lord Xuanji and said with a smile.

"Supreme Pavilion~"

After hearing Murong Tian's words, Holy Lord Xuanji's face changed, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

"I need to think about this for a few days!"

Immediately, Holy Lord Xuanji spoke.

"Okay, then I will give Holy Lord Xuanji three days."

"I will send someone to bring you a betrothal gift in three days!"

Murong Tian said directly.

"Feng Jiuge, you are destined to be my Murong Hao's woman!"

At this time, Murong Hao said something to Feng Jiuge, and he left with his father.

The two ninth-level saint ancestors also followed and left.

"Holy Lord, I will not marry Murong Hao!"

Feng Jiuge said directly to Holy Lord Xuanji.

"I know what you are thinking, but now the Murong tribe has climbed the mountain of Supreme Pavilion."

"Even our Xuanji Holy Land cannot directly offend the other party!"
To be continued...