Chapter 722

Hearing the speech, Ye Hao frowned a little. Among the danxiangudi group, he also liked the three girls. As for the two young people and Guan Yi, he didn't bother to pay attention at all.

However, seeing the three girls' apologetic and embarrassed faces, he also vaguely guessed the reason. He couldn't help sneering and patting the Zihua son in front of him and said, "Hey, I'm looking for you."

"Shen Hao... You... How can you be so disrespectful to the son!"

Seeing Ye Hao's arbitrary and wanton behavior, several people in Danxian ancient land were shocked, especially the two young people in front of them. They were extremely dogleg. If they hadn't known that the strength of the young man was terrible, they would have been severely scolded.

This scene made Zihua Holy Son frown with disgust. As a holy Son level demon, he saw too many such pursuits, so he immediately saw that the intention of the two people must be to come to curry favor.

But he really despised the flattery of such fools.

"Son of God, Shen Hao... Really doesn't look like a follower. We are ancient practitioners of Dan immortals. If the son of God wants, we can follow you!"

The two youths kept talking and volunteering. They didn't notice that Zihua Shengzi hated his ugly face at all, and their hostile words to Ye Hao made Zihua Shengzi twitch in the corners of his eyes.

Followers?

I'm the boy's servant, okay?

These two idiots have no eyesight at all. God knows if they will be settled by this evil star after these words.

Uneasy in his heart, Zihua Shengzi wanted to slap the two young people recommended by himself to death. However, without Ye Hao's order, he didn't dare to act rashly. He could only squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth with a cold look, "how far you can roll for me, and then let the holy son see you. He will bear the consequences!"

The cold and fierce words of Zihua Holy Son made several people in Danxian ancient land pale and frightened. This is the real blood of saints in front of us. Let alone them, I'm afraid the whole Danxian ancient land can't afford to offend.

"Son, forgive me. We don't mean to offend!"

Although Zihua holy son had to submit to Ye Hao, the majesty of the Holy Son was still there. With just a cold drink, the two young people softened their knees and knelt directly to the ground. Even the three young people bent down with white faces and were finally held by Ye Hao.

"Hey, don't scare others."

Ye Hao glanced coldly at the son of Zihua. The latter immediately aroused spirits, put on a warm smiling face, and smiled at the three girls with incomparable geniality: "don't be nervous, I'm not aiming at you."

With that, he stared at the two young men who knelt on the ground and said, "it's you two. If you appear in front of the son in the future, you'll be directly patted to death."

In this regard, the three girls were dazed and embarrassed. Even Guan Yi was distracted, trembling and confused about the strange scene in front of him.

How does it seem that the blood of a noble saint, the devil son of the purple Tianzong, is more like a follower than a follower?

"Let's go."

Ye Hao was too lazy to waste time on these boring things. After nodding to the three girls, he separated from Lu Guan, took Zihua Holy Son to the transmission array returning to Jixia school palace, and disappeared here in an instant.

"Go... Go?"

"What's the matter... Zihua Shengzi... How does it sound like listening to Shen Hao?"

Seeing the former leave, several talents in Danxian ancient land were relieved. At the same time, they felt unable to understand the strange scene just now and were completely overturned.

"I can't tell who is the master and who is the servant. It's really a strange story to dare to run up brazenly."

Lu Guan also glanced contemptuously at the two young people crawling on the ground. After shaking his head with a strange smile, he also stepped on the transmission array returning to Xumi mountain and disappeared in an instant.

However, although others left, the words left behind made several people in Danxian ancient land look like lightning strikes, with a thick sense of horror and shock on their faces.

What do you mean you can't tell who is the master and who is the servant?

Is the son of Zihua walking in front not the master, and the young man following in the rear is not a follower?

At the thought of this, several people in Danxian ancient land were shocked and couldn't believe what they guessed.

Is the mysterious boy so frightened that even the son can suppress it?

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Of course, Ye Hao at the moment doesn't know what impact his unconscious move has had on Guan Yi, because after stepping into the transmission array, he directly sat down and began to adjust his state to make comprehensive preparations for refining and melting Daohua in the near future.

Along the way, Zihua Holy Son was fully responsible for security matters. While protecting the Dharma for Ye Hao, he had to constantly change the transmission array and rush towards Jixia school palace.

The West desert is too far away from the southern region. There are countless state cities and wild areas in the middle. Even with the help of the transmission array, Ye Hao arrived in the southern region a month later.

After stepping into the southern territory, Ye Hao breathed a long sigh of relief and changed the appearance of the empty phantom skin into Shen Xuan's face again.

Seeing this face, the purple Huasheng's eyes on one side could not help complaining more. If he had known that the teenager was Shen Xuan, who was famous for holding Cangfeng, he would never have been careless.

However, on reflection, Zihua Shengzi couldn't help sighing. The strength of the teenager is far more terrible than rumors. Even if he did his best at the beginning, he may not be able to change the outcome.

Of course, in any case, losing to the most famous aborigines in this wilderness is better than losing to an unknown guy. Zihua Shengzi kept comforting himself, "But it's only five hundred years. It's gone in the blink of an eye! What's more, I just have to practice hard. When I'm stronger than this guy one day, I may not have no revenge! Then I'll enslave this boy for five thousand years, fifty thousand years!"

Ye Hao was naturally too lazy to guess what the former thought. After tossing and turning several transmission arrays, he finally stepped into the Mountain Gate of Jixia school palace.

Seeing Ye Hao's return, all the disciples of the Academy saluted enthusiastically. In their eyes, today's teenagers are no less important than Qi Hanlin. They are the most amazing Tianjiao of the younger generation.

Of course, some people soon noticed the Zihua Holy Son. After some people were surprised, they finally recognized that the guy with purple hair was one of the extraterritorial holy sons who are now famous in the world.

In a short moment, the whole Jixia school palace was in a complete uproar. Not only some old and powerful people, but also the two supreme masters in their ancestral land were shocked. After all, the status of the overseas saint is too extraordinary. It is the real blood of the saint. Most importantly, the relationship between the Jixia school palace and the overseas creatures is not very good. No one knows whether the Zihua saint's purpose is good or evil.