Chapter 12: Alarming the Continent, the Son of Xuantian

Purple Moon Holy Land, Purple Moon Peak.

"Yue Wuya, Yue from Xuantian Zhuque Hall, has seen the Holy Lord of Purple Moon!"

A man wearing a purple brocade robe and looking handsome with a fan, smiling at Yue Wuya, who was wearing white clothes in front of him and tattooed with Xuantian Vermillion Bird on his clothes.

"The Xuantian Holy Land is rich and powerful. Let's talk about it, what's the matter when we come here this time."

Yue Wuya respectfully handed out a golden invitation and said: A month later, Xuantian Holy Land will hold a ceremony for the succession of the Son of the God of Xuantian, hoping that the Holy Lord Ziyue will be present.

Hearing this sentence, the Holy Lord Ziyue looked at Yue Wuya with interest and asked, "You are not enough of the ten saints of Xuantian, why is there a son of god? What is Yu Qingliu doing?"

When Yue Wuya heard that the Saint Lord Ziyue had violated the words of the Son of God, he felt a little angry, so he said solemnly: "Saint Lord Ziyue, my Son of Xuantian is higher than the Son of the Son of My Saint of Xuantian. Please understand."

The Holy Lord Ziyue was stunned. He heard that the Xuantian envoy was a little unkind. What was the situation? What magic power does the Xuantian God Son have? Does his reputation have higher than that of his Xuantian Holy Lord? And he also heard that the so-called Xuantian God Son has higher status than that of the Xuantian Holy Lord. What is Yu Qingliu doing?

The Holy Lord Ziyue stretched out his hand and took the invitation from Yue Wuya. He opened it and looked casually. His face was a little solemn and said to Yue Wuya seriously: "I have accepted the invitation. Go back and tell the Holy Lord Xuantian that the people from my Ziyue Holy Land will arrive."

Yue Wuya bowed and then took his leave with the person next to him.

The Holy Lord Ziyue stood alone in the distance, looking at the direction of the central region with a serious expression, and murmured in his heart: "Brother Yu..."

The Holy Land of Cold Moon,

In the hall, the cold moon yarn covers the four directions, like a fairy air floating, and the moonlight flows gently brushes across the hall. The Xuantian Envoy stood in the center of the hall, lowering his head, fearing that he should not see anything he shouldn't see.

"What's the matter with the envoy of Xuantian?"

A pleasant and gentle sound sounded like water.

"A month later, the Succession Ceremony of the Son of Xuantian, invite the Holy Lord Hanyue to attend." The Xuantian envoy handed out a golden invitation in restraint.

A breeze blew by, carrying the invitation to the Holy Lord of Hanyue, and gently placed it on the desk seat.

"Okay, I already know that I will be there by the time."

"Yes, I'm leaving." The Xuantian Envoy withdrew from the Hanyue Palace and reached out to wipe the cold sweat that did not exist on his forehead.

This Hanyue Holy Land was the most terrifying to him. Their Xuantian Holy Land was very straightforward. He was also a handsome boy who held the sword in the world and was so happy. Unfortunately, I didn’t know that the terrible nature of a creature like a woman back then.

The girl he remembered back then changed from this Hanyue Holy Land. In the end, he had to go back to the mountain, but let her down and entered the Hanyue List.

There is no man in this Hanyue Holy Land, and Hanyue List is to chase and kill men, some handsome men as handsome as him.

In the world, that romantic young man was not proud of being on the cold moon list, but unfortunately it was too dangerous.

The Xuantian Envoy had just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the glaring women beside him pressing their hands on the thin swords. The leader was the beautiful young lady he accidentally flirted with back then.

Seeing this, many years of experience made him realize, turn around and slip away.

Looking at the few people, he blew up, and suddenly his face changed, turning into a stream of light and chased him in the distance.

The woman in the leader saw this scene and glared at her eyes, pear blossoms were raining, and said pity: "Brother Cui, he doesn't repent. Sisters, the time for education is here."

The next moment, the sword was unsheathed.

The entire army attacked.

Blue moonlight flows by, bringing gusts of fragrant wind.

I don’t know how far, a hint of screams drifted away with the wind.

However, none of these affected the beautiful woman under the moon. The Holy Lord of Hanyue held the invitation in his jade hand and looked at Hanyue, with a cold and cold eyes and no idea what he was thinking.

The other six holy places have invitations from the Xuanyan Angel.

At this moment, the Holy Lord Xuantian has also arrived at the Holy Alliance.

There are nine elders in the Holy Alliance, all of whom are great monks of the Nine Realms, and they have lived for tens of thousands of years.

Arriving at the Holy Hall, the Holy Lord Xuantian met several elders with crane hair and baby faces.

These nine great elders originally came from the nine holy lands, and then joined the holy alliance and became one of the nine great elders.

Like Shangtian’s cheap master Xuantian Sword Immortal, after the garrison of a hundred years, he can stay in the Holy Alliance to become the elder of the Holy Alliance. From then on, he will stay in the Central Region. This is actually the tacit consent of the nine holy places and has common support.

"Jade Holy Lord, what's the matter with you here this time?"

"Qingliu came here this time for my Xuantian private affairs, and asked the Holy Alliance to surrender my Xuantian Son to enthrone."

"Son of Xuantian, Yu Qingliu, I haven't returned to Xuantian for tens of thousands of years. Why did I have another son of God at that time?" said the Great Elder Hongyun from the Holy Land of Xuantian in the Holy Alliance.

The Holy Lord Xuantian smiled and said to the Great Elder Hongyun who spoke, "Elder Hongyun, this Son of God of Xuantian was discussed by me and the Supreme Elders. At this moment, the Envoy of Xuantian has also arrived in various holy realms to pay homage to all the holy lords."

"With such a big shot, that master has also acquiesced?" said the Great Elder Hongyun.

The Holy Lord Xuantian nodded and replied: "The Supreme Elder did agree. In addition to asking the Holy Alliance to announce the Son of Xuantian, I also want to invite the envoy of the Holy Alliance to go to watch the ceremony."

When several elders met, they felt something was wrong.

One of the elders of Jingyi asked: "A year ago, what happened to your Xuantian Realm? Why is the secret of heaven disorder? The Holy Alliance also sent someone to investigate, but it ended up getting nothing. I didn't have time to ask you if you can talk about it today."

"Elder Qingyun, this matter is related to my God Son of Xuantian. If possible, please ask a great elder to go with me at that time."

When they saw the Lord Xuantian, they could not force each other to tell. It seemed that the answer was in the son of Xuantian.

Several elders looked at each other, and then, the elder Hongyun said, "I haven't been back for tens of thousands of years, so I've thought about it a little. At this time, I will go back to see if the Xuantian Holy Land has changed a lot."

"Well, then let Hongyun go by until time." said the Great Elder Jinyi.

"Then I have nothing else to do. Now I will go and meet my junior brother. After all, this Son of Xuantian is his disciple."

Several people looked at each other, their eyes full of shock.

Then, the Holy Lord Xuantian disappeared.

Several elders looked at Hongyun and asked, "How much do you know about Jian Wudao's disciple?"

The Great Elder Hongyun smiled bitterly, "Don't say it yet, I really knew about it back then."

"Several disciples from Jian Wudao who were above the fifth realm followed him to the Holy Alliance to guard the Holy Alliance, leaving behind two disciples, one was Xuantian Sword eleven years ago and the other was Xuantian Sword eleven years ago. However, I guess the person Yu Qingliu mentioned should be the sword eleven years ago."

So next, Elder Hongyun said all the information he learned.

However, the elders were concerned about the invasion of demonic energy and the filthy sword bones.

"Will something happen this time?" a great elder hesitated.

Elder Hongyun said solemnly: "Nothing should happen. My brothers and sisters are still in the holy land, and the master's peak cultivation level at the ninth level should not cause any trouble."

When it comes to the Supreme Elder of Xuantian Holy Land, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The peak of the Nine Realm is already the ceiling of the continent's combat power, and it is impossible for something to happen easily. Even if there is a problem, they can still sense it.

(End of this chapter)
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