Chapter 1568

"All the strong men of the Wuji Dynasty, your invitation is really a bit of a novelty!"

The voice of Wang Xian covers the front of the Imperial Palace in Wuji.

When the emperor Wuji and all the priests heard the voice, everyone was stunned.

Voice, how arrogant!

A short sentence, with a touch of irony.

The Reverend Wang dared to ridicule the emperor Wuji.

All of us, looking at the sky together.

A plain figure, no dazzling brilliance, no strong momentum.

A clean white dress, slowly toward this side of the pace.

There was no fear, awe or reverence in his eyes.

"He yuan, you brother, you are really..."

the old man standing beside he yuan looked at Wang Xian's figure and whispered to he yuan with a speechless face.

His eyes twinkled with shock.

This young man, no, the devil doesn't put anyone in his eyes!

He yuan looks at Wang Xian, also full of bitterness.

He already had some subtle understanding of the brother.

Eat soft not eat hard, hard up whether you are only my sect or Wuji emperor.

In particular, not long ago, the demon of heaven killed 25 strong men of level 7 of Dongxu. With this terrible fighting power, his brother has reached the eighth level of Dongxu.

What a shock!

At that time, after hearing the news, all the people were shocked.

Dongxu eight levels, comparable to the top level of their fighting power!

Even the ancestors of he nationality feel a little trance!

Ling Jian'er saw that just because a strong man in Wuji imperial dynasty called out a word with his own name, Wang Xian rushed over and his face was full of strange looks.

A special emotion grew in her heart.

She had never experienced this emotion before.

"Presumptuous, the emperor Wuji ordered all the bright priests to come. Why don't you come here to know the guilt?"

Tianqingguang saw Wang Xian's eyes filled with anger, and his face was cold and cheered.

"Arrogant and arrogant, don't come to apologize!"

The owner of Shenguang medical center also looked at Wang Xian and cried in a deep voice.

The powerful men of Wuji imperial dynasty also picked their eyebrows and looked at Wang Xian.

A few strong body is to send out a light evil spirit!

In the vast area, no one dares to ignore them, even the other two super powers!

Wang Xian swept the two clowns who were talking.

Looking at he yuan, he nodded to him, and finally fell on Ling Jian'er, smiling at her.

"Hello, arrogant guy, I want you to come and see my brother's injury. Don't be too arrogant!"

When Wu Qingyan saw Wang Xian's attitude, his face became black and he roared directly.

"Has the prince of Wuqing city been possessed by the spirit of darkness?"

Wang Xian raised his eyebrows, and his eyes swept over the powerful men of the Wuji imperial dynasty. His eyes fell on the bald head and black pupil old man in the center.

His eyes show dignified, with his current strength, although a breakthrough, but want to counter this existence, or much worse.

The best he can do is live in the hands of this old man.

Of course, to be able to live is a very good thing, which is why Wang Xian dared to satirize the emperor Wuji.

Because of him, not afraid!

"Master, let me have a look at the injury of the crown prince of Wuqing city."

No fear, does not mean that he can challenge the emperor Wuji.

Wang Xian arched his hand and said to his father.

"Young people, strength means capital, but sometimes we should keep a low profile!"

Wang's eyes are dark.

"The younger generation understands it!"

Wang Xiangong started and nodded: "I will try my best!"

"Well, if you can cure Qingcheng, what do you say? We will try our best to satisfy you!"

Dark pupil old ancestor toward Wang Xian light said.

Hearing this, Wang Xian's eyes flashed a glimmer of light and moved in his heart.

"Thank you, I'll take a look at the situation of the crown prince of Wuqing city first!"

Wang Xian nodded and immediately went to the position of Wuqing city.

"The young man is really arrogant, but if he has any strength, he must have a certain attitude and understand the superiority and inferiority."

Wang Xian approached, standing beside the crown prince of Wuqing City, Chen Guang Lao Zu glanced at Wang Xian and warned him with an educational attitude.

"This old man is right. Strength is not linked to age."

Wang Xian looked at the morning light and said with a smile.

"Hum!"

The old ancestor of morning light heard Wang Xian with a trace of sarcasm, and his eyes showed a cold color: "the bright pastor's way, I'm developing, younger generation, you should know how to be grateful!""If you don't understand the superiority and inferiority, you don't know how to be grateful!"

Tianqingguang spits cold on one side.

"You have no right to speak in front of me!"

Wang Xian glanced at the light of Tianqing and did not put it in his eyes.

Hearing his words, tianqingguang was almost angry and his eyes were full of anger.

"Ha ha, the daughter of light and the son of light, I don't know what qualification you have to say about their rubbish. Today, when I treat the crown prince of Wuqing City, I need you to give me a statement, otherwise..."

the old father of morning light stares at Wang Xian and narrows his eyes slightly.

"Wait and see!"

Wang Xian heard his words, the corners of his mouth slightly cocked, a pair of eyes to see the floating in the void of Wuqing city.

"I don't know why you have such arrogant courage as we do!"

"I called you here just for a glimmer of hope. Do you really think you can compare with our ancestors?"

"Hehe, it's pathetic, ridiculous and lamentable!"

A group of bright clergymen behind the morning light ancestor heard the words, staring at him coldly.

In the rear, a group of bright clergymen were also staring at Wang Xian with cold faces and sneering in a low voice.

Even Wu Qingyan looks at Wang Xian with displeasure.

Do you really think it's up to you to treat you after a lot of trouble?

It's just because it's his brother who's injured, and he doesn't miss any treatment.

"Invaded by seventeen dark spirits, some trouble!"

Morning light Lao Zu coldly glanced at Wang Xian, looked at Wu Qing City, his face slowly dignified.

His arm moved, and a bright staff appeared in his hand. The head of the staff was a figure with wings, like an angel.

The angel trembled slightly, and the seventeen little angels fell slowly towards the body of Wuqing city.

"The seventeen spirits of darkness, the strength of our ancestors is now going further, and we can definitely drive them away easily!"

"This is the angel of light, each angel contains the majestic light, can dispel all the darkness!"

Around, and even behind the position, everyone saw the morning light ancestor hand, his face showed exclamation.

Seventeen bright angels, each bright angel contains no less energy than the soul of darkness!

Seventeen bright angels may drive out the seventeen dark spirits in the prince of Wuqing city.

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