Fantasy: One Yuan to Kill Hongmeng Taoism At The Start

Chapter 17: The Holy Master’s Attention, Zi Qiong Peak’s Movement

Boundless vision.

For them, to see, indeed to see.

But the meaning represented by them is too far away from them, and the distance is even a little unrealistic.

However, the Lord is different.

The Holy Master is the headmaster of the Xianyu Holy Land, the supreme powerhouse of the Eastern Wasteland, and the pinnacle of the Tianyuan Dao Territory.

His Highness the Son is the disciple of the Lord.

This is something that can really be seen.

This is what terrifies them the most!

In Xianyu Holy Land, there was once a saying:

If it is said that in this era, who can break the restrictions of the era and become a great emperor.

Then, this person is definitely the Holy Lord.

Holy Master, how amazing and talented!

Now it’s an apprentice.

From here, it can be seen that Lin Shu’s peerless qualifications.

The mediocrity, or even the genius, I am afraid, is not worthy of letting the Holy Master take a look, even if it is just a glance, it is not qualified.

perhaps.

Only the true true dragon talents are qualified to let the Holy Master take a look.

His Highness the Holy Son has now become a disciple of the Holy Master.

This means that Lin Shu’s identity is enough to become the highest holy son in one leap.

Enough to stand side by side with Heavenly Sword Son, Yuanfa Son, Danqing Son… these people.

thought here.

Everyone immediately bowed their heads, and then, respectfully, said:

“We welcome His Highness the Holy Son!”

at this time.

Lin Shu finally slowly got off the main seat and stood up.

He glanced around at everyone in the hall, and said slowly:

“I know that when I became a holy son, everything was the credit of the master, you must think so.

However, it doesn’t matter, since I dare to take the title of Holy Son, I am ready to meet the challenge! ”

Paused.

Lin Shu opened his mouth and said:

“Today, I put my words here.”

“If anyone among you can defeat me in the same realm and surrender the position of the Holy Son, I will immediately ask the Master to make you the Holy Son.”

“These words are not only aimed at you, but also at the thousands of disciples of Ziqiong Peak, and even anyone in Ziqiong City!”

Say this.

In the hall, there was complete silence.

Lin Shu’s words shocked them too much.

In the same realm, this seems to be nothing. After all, not all saints are almost invincible in the same realm.

However, Lin Shu is now only in the realm of body refinement, and they are in the realm of life and death. Even if the realm is suppressed to the realm of body refinement, it is by no means comparable to the realm of body refinement.

It can be said.

Even if they are suppressed to the realm of body refining, ordinary extraordinary, if they do not fly in the sky, they can easily crush them.

Lin Shu said this, isn’t it because he is confident that he can easily crush the extraordinary realm.

However.

They wanted to see something in Lin Shu’s eyes.

But Lin Shu’s eyes, from beginning to end, were extremely calm, without any waves.

They know that Lin Shu is serious about this!

It’s not a lie!

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Xianyu Peak.

It is located in the deepest part of the entire Xianyu Holy Land.

Around, layers of space are superimposed.

If you are not proficient in the way of space, I am afraid you will not be able to step into this place.

Those who can step into this place are either from the lineage of Xianyuting and have special means of entry.

Or, it is a powerful existence at the elder level.

Now, in the depths of this layer of space, the top of Xianyu Peak.

On the top of Xianyu Peak, stands a great hall.

The main hall is engraved with three simple characters, as if revealing the ancient times of the entire Xianyu Holy Land.

“Xianyuting!”

In the depths of Xianyuting, a house without any support, rooted in the depths of the void.

This is the residence of the Holy Lord!

At this time, the Holy Master stood in the courtyard, his eyes, through the infinite void, looked towards Zi Qiong Peak.

After seeing everything that happened in Zi Qiongfeng, he nodded with satisfaction and smiled:

“interesting!”

“The disciples of this seat should be invincible in the world and invincible in the same realm. This is just the beginning, and they are doing well!”

Subsequently.

The Holy Master’s gaze looked beyond the Tianyuan Dao Territory.

There, there is a party ancient star floating.

Above the ancient star, the Holy Master seemed to see something.

Then, Mark said to himself:

“It’s time to prepare for the apprenticeship ceremony!”

The voice fell.

The figure of the Holy Master suddenly disappeared in place, and in an instant, he did not know where he went.

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Purple Qiong Peak!

The news of Lin Shu as the newly established Son spread like wildfire.

It entered the ears of every Zi Qiongfeng disciple.

And about the legend of Lin Shu, they have also heard about it.

The physical awakening, the vision enveloped the entire Holy Land, and even expanded beyond the Holy Land, reaching a radius of tens of millions of miles.

Worship the Lord!

Everything is like a legend, engraved in their hearts.

Let them know that this new Holy Son, very likely, will be the first Holy Son who will surpass many Holy Sons in the future.

In particular, the words released by Lin Shu made many disciples eager to try.

Anyone who defeats him in the same realm will give up the position of the Son of God.

How domineering, how self-confident this is!

Through the ages!

Who can say that he can be absolutely invincible in the same realm?

Lin Shu’s words revealed a piece of news.

The same realm, confident and invincible!

This… even the ancient emperor, when he did not become the emperor, I am afraid he may not be able to do it!

For a while, many disciples looked towards the top of Ziqiong Peak.

There, they seemed to be able to see that His Highness the Holy Son was sitting in the Ziqiong Hall, waiting for their challenge!

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