The third thousand two hundred and twenty-three chapters go to war!(2/2)
You'd better have a reasonable explanation this time, otherwise it won't be easily exposed."
The old voice echoed, it was Daoshi Holy King! This is an extremely special Holy King of Lingshengtian, because he was conceived by two innate spirits of Lingshengtian, rather than being born innately.
It is said that this holy king stayed in his mother's belly for a thousand years! After he was born, he was a Taoist stone, which was blown by wind and rain for thousands of years! Then this Taoist stone slowly turned into a mountain peak, carrying the Holy Spirit Heaven.
Many innate spiritual practices lasted another thousand years.
After three thousand years of this, Holy King Dao Shi was truly born! It seems that because of the foundation of the first three thousand years, Holy King Dao Shi made rapid progress as soon as he started practicing, and he unreasonably achieved the position of Holy King within six thousand years.
! Born at the beginning of the Ninth Age, the Saint King became a saint at the end of the Ninth Age! This is the legendary life of Dao Shi Saint King! What Dao Stone Saint King said at this moment is fair, after all, even Su Xuan himself admitted it.
The second time was more arrogant and unreasonable.
However, this did not change Su Xuan's mind! Su Xuan was silent, his huge body already as high as a city wall.
Soon, when he walked to the edge of the city wall, his body was already over the top! He looked straight ahead and could see the seven holy kings scattered in all directions! They were sitting cross-legged in the sky, looking at Su Xuan.
Dao Shi Shengwang looked a little surprised, because he felt the terror and size of Su Xuan's physical body.
This is a real body, and it contains a huge space! The Holy King Zhutian has a calm expression, but the corners of his eyes twitch from time to time.
The Pagoda Saint King was the calmest and looked at Su Xuan leisurely and curiously.
As for the Supreme Saint King, the Heavenly Saint King, and the Seven Ghost Saint Kings, their expressions were extremely indifferent.
There is also the last Holy King Haotian... He always closed his eyes and ignored Su Xuan's arrival, but the awe-inspiring meaning on his body was like a bright beam of light, soaring into the sky! Su Xuan looked at him emphatically.
At a glance, because this... is the direct disciple of Literary Sage! Compared with Ye Tianxu, Tianlong and others, this is the real literary giant, with terrifying talents that would be dazzling in the era of darkness! All monks in the north know it
, this Holy King of Haotian knew himself when he was born, and even wrote an article containing the thoughts of a saint when he was one year old, which shocked the Northern Territory! They looked at each other.
Without waiting for several holy kings to speak again.
Su Xuan said in a low voice: "You may be wondering why I came here so arrogantly."
A meal.
Su Xuan suddenly pointed at several saint kings forcefully: "Unfortunately, you guessed it right, I am here to challenge you! Since no one can tell which of you is the reincarnated immortal, then I have the right to assume that you are all."
Said.
Su Xuan stopped his hand, but his aura became more and more terrifying: "So, let's fight!"
The seven holy kings suddenly erupted, their eyes sharp.
Obviously, there is no provocation that can stimulate them more than this! Holy King Haotian also opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were as bright as the sun hanging in the sky.
Chapter completed!