Fantasy: I robbed millions of saints

Qin Changsheng's voice was not quiet. In addition, all the people present were cultivators. Whether it was the Ten Thousand Deng Holy Land or the Linyang Holy Land, which was huddled in the formation, the nearly one million people could hear it clearly.

However, to Qin Changsheng's expectation, no one from the Wandeng Holy Land or Linyang Holy Land cultivators, headed by Wan Feizhang, had a surprised expression on their face. Instead, they all looked at him with increasingly respectful expressions. Be afraid.

Shangguan Shishi's eyes moved slightly when she saw this scene, and she reacted instantly. She stood beside the young master and reminded him softly.

"Young Master, they regard you as the Holy Son of the Imperial Holy Land."

Shangguan Shishi's eyes flashed with excitement!

Only she knows how terrifying Qin Changsheng's talent is.

At the age of nineteen, he is a first-level Martial Emperor in the Star Tibetan Realm. Not only that, he has also understood the four rules of the great road and has succeeded. The Tao became a saint.

With such a terrifying talent, let alone outsiders like them, they would think that Qin Changsheng was the saint son of the top holy land of the imperial level. I am afraid that even if they really saw those saint sons and saints, they would not dare to tell them directly.Denying whether Qin Changsheng is a holy son secretly cultivated by a certain holy land.

After all, Qin Changsheng's talent is too terrifying.

Ordinary practitioners simply cannot imagine that a nineteen-year-old boy has reached where he is today through his own efforts.

Forehead...It seems that Young Master hasn’t really tried hard to practice yet....I seem to be having fun all the way, but I just don’t know why my realm has risen so quickly.

"this...This saint...Young Master...Now that you know the Holy Son of the Imperial Formation Holy Land, it will be easy to handle. According to your wishes, what do you think the Ten Thousand Deng Holy Land should do with the Linyang Holy Land below?"

Wan Feizhang is now certain that the young-looking first-grade Martial Emperor in front of him must be the Holy Son of the top holy land of the Imperial level. It is even very likely that he is the Holy Son of the Nine Holy Lands, otherwise who would dare to do it in front of nearly a million people? Directly calling the Holy Son of the Nine Holy Lands a wicked thing?

Who doesn’t know that the Holy Son of the Imperial Formation Holy Land is immoral?

But who among the younger generation in the entire Imperial Domain dares to say that?

Who dares to directly say that the Holy Son of the Imperial Formation Holy Land is evil in front of so many people? The Son is a wicked thing?

Only the Sons and Saints of the other eight Holy Lands who are also the Nine Holy Lands dare to comment on the Holy Son of the Imperial Formation Holy Land like this. Qin Changsheng nodded after listening to Shangguan Shishi's analysis.

This little slave girl of his is still She was very attentive, and she also briefly introduced the strength division of the Holy Lands in the Imperial Domain.

The ranking of the Holy Lands in the Imperial Domain is linked to the strongest among the Holy Lands. For example, Wan Feizhang, the strongest person in the Ten Thousand Lights Holy Land, is the first rank. Martial Emperor, then Ten Thousand Lights Holy Land is a first-grade Holy Land.

In the same way, a ninth-grade Holy Land in the Imperial Domain has a ninth-grade Martial Emperor.

And the strongest among the nine Holy Lands in the Imperial Domain must have at least two ninth-grade Holy Lands. Martial Emperor.

Back then, Yaochi Holy Land was so powerful that there were three ninth-grade Martial Emperors in one sect. However, one ninth-grade Martial Emperor seemed to have been sealed for some reason. Even if it was conquered by Yaochi Holy Land, only the Taishang Elder and Yaochi Holy Land could do so. The two ninth-grade Martial Emperors of the Holy Lord resisted foreign enemies.

"What would you do with Linyang Holy Land if I didn't come?"

Qin Changsheng was not in a hurry to speak. He looked at the nervous Wan Feizhang and said with a smile.

"Report back to the young master, if you are not here, we will forcefully break the sect-protecting formation of Linyang Holy Land, and then snatch out the Holy Maiden of Linyang Holy Land."

Wan Feizhang looked at Qin Changsheng carefully and said.

The Holy Son who can appear in the territory of the Imperial Formation Holy Land will not have a bad relationship with the Holy Land of the Imperial Formation. It is even very likely that he has a good relationship with the Holy Son of the Imperial Formation Holy Land. Personal relationship, otherwise if the Holy Son of the Holy Land appears in his own Holy Land without saying hello, it is usually regarded as a provocation!

Of course, it is not ruled out that the Holy Son maliciously provokes the Holy Land of the Imperial Formation and deliberately enters the territory of the Holy Land of the Imperial Formation to cause damage..

But the chance of this is very, very small.

Even in Wan Feizhang's thousands of years of life, he has never heard of a Holy Son provoking other holy places alone.

"Hmm... Not bad. Will you rob the treasure house or something?"

Qin Changsheng nodded and looked at Wan Feizhang with a faint smile on his lips, seemingly praising Wan Feizhang's actions.

Wan Feizhang immediately relaxed when he saw Qin Changsheng smile.

As long as Qin Changsheng doesn't object, that's fine.

Anyway, inside the imperial domain The Holy Land has never cared about life or death for such peripheral forces.

"Yes, according to the rules issued by the Imperial Formation Holy Land, 80% of it will be handed over to the Imperial Formation Holy Land, and the remaining 20% ​​will be retained for the Holy Land's consumption."

Wan Feizhang looked at Qin Changsheng and continued with a smile.

"Of course, Young Master, you are here to guard us. Our Holy Land of Ten Thousand Lanterns will definitely not need the 20% loss. I hope that Young Master, you will not dislike it when the time comes."

Wan Feizhang looked at Qin Changsheng with a smile and said.

After Linyang Holy Land is destroyed, it is naturally impossible to only divide Qin Changsheng into a 20% share. Wan Feizhang is even planning to transfer some resources from the Holy Land.

As long as he can give the Holy Land of these top Holy Lands The son fooled him, it would be best if he could remember to mention it to the Holy Son of the Imperial Formation Holy Land. It would be nice not to mention that he could send this man away.

On the main peak of Linyang Holy Land, a family of three looked at Zhenghe with gloomy expressions. Qin Changsheng and Wan Feizhang chatted happily.

A Star Tibet Realm Martial Emperor and the others could barely resist with the help of the Mountain Guard Formation.

But two...

It is conceivable that once Qin Changsheng, Wan Feizhang and two first-grade Martial Emperors join forces to attack, Then it would be an absolutely devastating blow to their Linyang Holy Land!

"Father, how about I compromise? ．．It's just a meeting with the Holy Son of the Imperial Formation Holy Land. ．．"Jing Ke'er, the saint who had just stood aside, said with tears.

She said she was going to meet the Holy Son of the Imperial Formation Holy Land, but in fact, could she know the real outcome?

Jing Jitong, the Holy Master of Linyang Holy Land, had a look on his face. Shaking his head darkly

"It's too late to say anything now. It seems that this young master with mysterious origins must have a huge force behind him. He has the strength of a first-class Martial Emperor at a young age. Even Wan Feideng respects him. It seems that God is going to kill me. Linyang Holy Land!"

Jing Jitong said feebly.

In Linyang Holy Land, they currently only have one eighth-grade Martial King who is the most powerful. As for the only ninth-grade Martial King Jingyou, he began to retreat many years ago.

And the only barrier mountain formation can only Barely resisting a first-grade Martial Emperor.

Even this is because Wan Feizhang does not want to force a large-scale friction with Linyang Holy Land. After all, it takes time to train disciples.

If Linyang Holy Land can be taken over at the minimum cost, it will naturally be the best. Okay.

So in the past few days, the disciples of Ten Thousand Deng Holy Land have just surrounded Linyang Holy Land, acting as a front for their Holy Master.

"Father, please take your little sister away, I will stop them!"The Holy Son said seriously from the side.

"block?! What are you blocking?"Jing Jitong, the son of the first-grade Martial King, sighed helplessly.

If there was really no other way, he could only force his father to come out and fight to the death!

It was just his eldest daughter who had escaped...

Jing Jitong looked helplessly Staring at the sky, whispering in my heart

"Ya Rui lives happily"

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