“Su Lang!”

“Brother Su Lang! Are you okay?”

Ji Ruxue and Murong Xianxian drove their flying artifacts to Su Lang’s side and looked at him with concern.

Chu Xiaobei cast a small face and flew to Su Lang’s side.

“Do you think I have something to do?”

Su Lang smiled slightly and rubbed Ji Ruxue’s head.

“Humph!!”

Chiri Muzhu looked ugly, and snorted coldly, “It’s nothing more than coming out first. It’s not yet known who will inherit the flowers!”

“Yes, I think so too!”

The martial sage of the Tianyun clan also sneered, “Maybe your Yaochi saints were driven out by our people!”

As soon as this statement came out, Yaochi Yan Fa and others suddenly looked stagnant.

At this time.

“Have you ever seen someone who was kicked out with a relaxed and happy face?”

Chu Xiaobei smiled coldly and stood forward, “Have you seen the defeated party without any casualties?”

“Humph!”

“Maybe it is the joy of the rest of your life!”

Chirimuzhu’s face sank and said, “When our people come out, you should accept reality!”

“Yes, I think so too!”

“Our two clans have already reached an alliance agreement, and it is impossible to lose to your Yaochi clan!”

One day, Wu Sheng of the Yun Sheng clan continued, “Who wins and who loses has already been determined. Your people are just lucky and escaped.”

“Hahahaha!”

“Crimson Sun Pearl, don’t waste your time waiting for the red, yellow and green tribes.”

“The people of your two races have all been killed by this son.”

Su Lang laughed loudly, and a touch of irony was outlined at the corner of his mouth, “Inheritance, naturally fell into my hands!”

“This is impossible!”

Chiri Muzhu’s pupils shrank suddenly, “Our two clans join hands, how can you be opponents?”

“Ha ha!”

“If you don’t believe it, just wait here.”

Su Lang curled his lips in disdain, “Otherwise you can send some more people in to look for them, maybe you can find some dead bodies.”

“This……”

Chiri Muzhu and the other Martial Saints looked at each other, their faces sinking like water, extremely ugly!

Su Lang dared to say that, the Tianjiao of the Chiri and Tianyun races might have been wiped out.

At this time.

Chu Xiaobei turned her head and asked Su Lang, “Have you got it?”

“Of course I got it!”

“And more than that.”

Su Lang laughed, “Don’t you find that we have one more person than when we entered?”

“Of course I found it.”

Chu Xiaobei nodded and looked at Xianyang Wusheng, “Who is he?”

Yaochi Yan Fa and others also pointed their ears.

They are all in the realm of Martial Saint, and they found extra people early in the morning, but they didn’t have time to ask for a while.

“He.”

“First of all, he is my minion.”

Su Lang smiled faintly, “Secondly, he is the Great Sage of the Ancient Immortal Sun!”

As soon as he said this, the whole process was silent for an instant, and the roots and curls could be heard clearly.

What the hell?

Xianyang Wusheng is still alive! ?

How is this possible? Didn’t he fall in the battle of the continents at the node of the era! ?

Yaochi Yan Fa, Chiri Muzhu and others were all dumbfounded!

“You…you said he is the Great Sage of Xianyang and your slave!?”

Chu Xiaobei glared at Su Lang in disbelief, “I can believe you that he is Xianyang Martial Saint, but you say that he is your slave, I really don’t believe it!”

The great saint who was famous in the ancient capital suddenly became a slave to the younger generation!

How do you hear this?

“This is impossible!”

Chiri Muzhu stepped forward excitedly, “Even if Xianyang Martial Saint lives to the present, he will never be your slave!”

“Yes, I think so too!”

“Xianyang Wusheng is invincible under the immortal level, how can he be your slave!”

Tianyun Saint Clan Yi Wusheng coldly pointed at Xianyang Wushengdao, “This person must be fake!”

“Correct!”

“This person is definitely not Xianyang Wusheng!”

“An ancient martial sage was a slave, I didn’t dare to do it in my dream!”

“…”

The martial sages in the red, yellow and green camp shouted.

“Humph!!”

“How can you be qualified to question my master!”

Xianyang Wusheng suddenly snorted, a unique temperament exuded.

He has been in a high position for millions of years, killing countless, and his unique strong temperament has been carved into his bones.

At this time, it was deliberately revealed, and it instantly suppressed Chiri Muzhu and other “juniors”.

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