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"It's you?"

Great Sage turned around and saw a young figure. Although he was dressed in shabby clothes, he had an imposing manner and a sense of righteousness.

"That's not right!" Suddenly, Great Sage frowned. This was not righteous energy, it was demonic energy.

At first, when Great Sage heard the words that carried an overwhelming aura, his first thought was that he was excited, but when he saw the person who spoke, he thought that the person was a righteous person with a heart that had nothing to do with age.

However, if one were to look closely, they would see that this boy was covered with an evil aura, especially his smile. It was simply demonic.

The corner of his mouth curled up, and his black hair covered half of his face. His action of stroking his chin looked especially bewitching.

"You …" Why does it give me a more and more demonic feeling? " Great Sage blurted out.

Xia Yang squinted his eyes, shook his head and laughed bitterly: "Great Sage, I look like this right now, can I still change my appearance anymore?"

Xia Yang then asked anxiously: "Where's my father? I heard that he was severely injured, hurry up and bring me to see him! "

"Cough cough, Xia Yang, is it really you? How did you become like this? Uncle doesn't even recognize you anymore! " At this time, the North Hall Master called out weakly.

Aside from his biological parents, Xia Yang was the most respected senior in the entire sect. He was close to Xia Yunkuang, and did not differentiate between you and me. At the same time, when Xia Yunkuang went missing, he led all of the members of the Northern Palace to almost fall out with him due to his Eastern Palace.

"Uncle, I am fine, there are a lot of things that I am unable to explain right now, and there are also Brother Qianyu who left the Myriad Clans Battlefield. He advanced to great cultivator, but we have split up halfway!"

In order to save time, Xia Yang spoke very quickly, and now he was only worried about his father.

"Xia Yang, don't worry. Although your father is heavily injured, he isn't fatal. He needs some special Old Medicine to heal him!" Great Sage said, allowing Xia Yang to take a bite of the consoling pill.

Just as Xia Yang finished getting rid of his worry, the scene below the Dragon Fault Heavenly Palace instantly made him almost go berserk.

He only saw a cultivator from the Ancient Warship pulling on Yang Liuer, and Yang Liuer was very resistant to it, her eyes were filled with disgust, almost to the point of spitting fire.

"Motherf * cker, you're courting death!"

Xia Yang quickly took out a few stalks of Old Medicine s to give to Great Sage and Cyan Mountain. After having them take good care of their father, he leapt down from the Dragon Fault Heavenly Palace like an arrow and rushed towards Yang Liuer.

Boom!

Xia Yang stepped on the ground, and pushed a Immortal Heavenly Pavilion disciple who was pulling Yang Liuer two meters away. Then, like a solid barrier, he placed Yang Liuer behind him, and looked at the few people in front of him with eyes that flashed with lightning.

The Celestial Pavilion disciple who was sent flying by Xia Yang was surprised, he did not expect that with his cultivation, he would actually be sent flying two meters by a lowly commoner.

What was worth mentioning was that in these Savage Domain, they all thought that all the life forms in them were lowly, like ants.

Xia Yang was even more shocked, with his physique, his maximum speed, he was only able to send the young Celestial Pavilion disciple flying two meters away?

"It really is the mysterious Ancient Cult of the Savage Domain!" Xia Yang thought in his heart.

"Bold scum!" Do you know who you are stopping? " The other few Celestial Pavilion cultivators berated him angrily and were about to attack, but the young man who was sent flying stopped with a wave of his hand.

"Among the Human Clan's younger generation, you're not bad!" The young cultivator from Celestial Pavilion had an expressionless face, as light as a cloud.

"Not bad, not bad, it's up to you. As a Ancient Cult cultivator, you're actually using force against ordinary people, what kind of logic is that? Aren't you afraid that you'll shame the reputation of the Ancient Cult?" Xia Yang bellowed.

It was not because he was brave, but because Xia Yang knew that every powerful inheritance had a sense of honor and honor. A single blow from him might make the other party consider his sense of honor and not overdo it.

But Xia Yang did not know Yang Liuer's true identity at all.

"Make a move? How is this possible? Hehe, what a huge joke! " The young cultivator of Celestial Pavilion laughed lightly, it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. His thin lips pursed up and his eyes were clear, he did not seem like a terrifying young expert at all.

"May I tell you that this is my fiancée?" The young cultivator with Celestial Pavilion pointed at Yang Liuer without restraint.

"What?"

Xia Yang and Yang Liuer exclaimed at the same time. This was unbelievable, a young ranker with Ancient Cult actually dared to say that he was Yang Liuer's fiance?

"You don't believe me?"

That person still had a smile that was like the spring wind. He took out a willow branch from his bosom. That willow branch emitted a special green charm, and its life force was extremely exuberant.

When Yang Liuer saw the willow branch, her face turned pale. This willow branch looked so similar to the willow branch that was beside her at that time!

"Is it the same color?" I think you can feel it! " The cultivators of Celestial Pavilion said. They shook the willow branches, which released many halos of light.

Immediately after, the cultivator from Celestial Pavilion said proudly: "This is the willow branch that I used to protect the Battle Spirit, it can be said that he is a genius from the Celestial Pavilion to obtain this section of willow branch, very fortunate, you have a section, I have a section too!"

"Willow branches?" I did have a willow branch, but it disappeared when I was ten years old! " Yang Liuer muttered softly. In this short period of time, her identity had been completely reversed.

Below, Xia Yang and the cultivators of the Celestial Pavilion were at loggerheads, and above them, there were also a lot of tension and tension. Not only were the Myriad-feetCentipede guarding against the attacks of the old Buddhist Monk, they were even looking at the Heavenly Devouring Magic Frog with incomparable hatred.

As for the Magic Frog, it was also prepared to fight. It confronted Du Yan with his Immortal Heavenly Pavilion, while the rest of the Ancient Cult and ferocious beasts were also waiting to be released.

"Fellow Daoists, please calm your anger. There is no such thing as a grudge that cannot be resolved!"

At this time, a Old Turtle slowly flew over from the distance. It was a black and white giant tortoise that looked as if it was in its late years, its eyes downcast and it gave people a sense of dejection.

"Why is this old thing here too?" The Golden Spider's eyes were unfriendly as she muttered to herself.

This Old Turtle was very legendary, at least the oldest ancestors of the Beast Race and Ancient Cult had all seen it before. Moreover, this Old Turtle had always been in this state, without any spirit, it could die at any time.

No one could say the true age of this Old Turtle, and no one had ever seen him make a move before. In any case, as long as he appeared, it would definitely be a mess, and his uses were very clear.

Persuade!

"Since it's time to settle the score, why not sit down and have a cup of wine with everyone?"

Before the Old Turtle even arrived, her voice was heard, causing the group of creatures to have ugly expressions.

Old Turtle s were very strange, as long as they appeared, no matter what kind of battle array it was, they would definitely turn into nothingness.

They said that the Old Turtle was a creature that came from the 'end of the world', so it was immortal.

"Forget it, stop it. We have come here for the good fortune of semi-deity, why are we fighting in such a mess? Even if it is a war, why don't we let the younger generation fight it out, and treat it as training them?"

A peacock spread its tail, multi-colored light flashing as it gave birth to tens of thousands of different colors. He was also trying his best to persuade it.

"Humph!"

The Magic Frog retreated, and stopped scheming. This strong creature was very cunning, he used the Myriad-feetCentipede s and Blood Bat s, and even almost fought against Immortal Heavenly Pavilion, his Buddhist House glaring at them. Unless he had no other choice, he would restrain himself, otherwise the feeling of being surrounded wouldn't be good.

"That's good! Everything can be discussed!" Old Turtle's eyes drooped, but her voice was loud.

Everything was negotiable. These five words were his famous saying, his motto, to accompany him throughout his life.

The powerful Ancient Cult of the Savage Domain and the ferocious beast clan leader, Zhige, began to discuss the choice of the next step. He completely ignored the main body and Human Clan, causing Great Sage and the others to feel their blood tumbling once again, and almost spit out blood.

Beneath the Heavenly Palace, Xia Yang and the cultivator from Celestial Pavilion were still in a confrontation.

"You've successfully angered me. Come, let me test your strength!" The cultivators of Celestial Pavilion flicked their fingers, and a guqin stood in front of them. This guqin did not resemble a War Weapon, nor did it resemble a magical artifact.

Just as the young cultivator of Celestial Pavilion was about to play the zither, he was stopped by a shout.

"Ziteng, stop it. Time is short. Bring the Heavenly Lady aboard the ancient ship!" On the warship, Du Yan said to the young Celestial Pavilion cultivator without even sparing him a glance.

"Yes, elder!"

Du Ziteng bowed and accepted the guqin, smiling as he gestured for Yang Liuer to follow him.

"Stomach pain? It's a good name, but little sister won't go with you, he's not willing! " Xia Yang continued to protect Yang Liuer, her battle intent surging.

Bang!

Suddenly, a slap landed on Xia Yang's face, following that, he flew towards the high wall like an arrow, his mouth full of blood.

"How ignorant!" Du Yan looked at Xia Yang's flying figure and said scornfully. His eyes were filled with disdain.

The high wall was smashed apart, but Xia Yang did not fall down. He pushed away the broken rocks, pointed at the sky, and ignored Yang Liuer's shouts and loudly shouted: "Old thing, how long have you lived for? You actually have the nerve to attack me? "Don't you feel sick?"

Boom!

When Du Yan made his move again, a terrifying pressure descended, pressing down on Xia Yang and forcing him to kneel on the ground, even breaking a few bones on his back.

Du Yan coldly asked: "Are you not afraid of death?"

"For example … If he doesn't die … Old thing. Sooner or later, I'll hit you. Your Celestial Pavilion will go! "

Just like he had said himself, a stone could also shake the nine heavens. If he was given enough time, why would he not dare to?

"Good ambition, I'm just afraid that you will lose your life!"

The insult became worse each time. This time, Du Yan pointed with his finger and a ray of light shot towards Xia Yang's other leg that was not willing to kneel.

Pfft!

Blood sprayed out, Xia Yang's other leg was penetrated, and he fell to the ground.

This was the attitude an expert would have towards an ant. Raising a finger would determine the life and death of a person as well as their dignity.

It was just a big insult.