Chapter 1118

"It's not a war body, it's just an ordinary body, but his body is almost comparable to the Pangu family, and his means and magic power are extremely fierce." The huntian holy King replied quickly.

But he was chased and killed by a great saint. The huntian Saint King was also ashamed of his face. He quickly explained: "although this man's combat power was terrible, it was also my carelessness. I took the lead in displaying the Saint King's world and let this man carry the past. Therefore, I was also in a weak state, so I was reduced to the end of being chased and killed by him."

"Huntian, you are too careless. Although the holy king world is a unique magic power of the holy King realm, the only way to really control this kind of method is to step into the realm of the nine day holy king. You can rest assured to heal in my Taichu holy land and return to the hall of all souls when the injury improves." Tailing holy king said calmly.

Hearing the tailing holy King's words, the huntian holy King changed his complexion and said, "senior, Qingming was killed. Aren't you going to avenge him? He's your only disciple?"

"I'm old, and I'm no longer the peak of the past years. I just want Taichu holy land to pass on well. Qingming's skill is inferior to that of others when he was killed. Let's go." After saying this, the holy king of Tai Ling closed his eyes slightly, as if he had fallen into cultivation.

Looking at the tailing holy King's attitude, the huntian holy king was speechless. He knew that the old fox was too smart. It seemed that he had to wait until he recovered from his injury.

Boom!

Suddenly, the terrible thunder of heaven and earth came from the outside, an extremely terrible wave was surging, and a loud voice sounded in the Taichu holy land.

"In xiayexuan, I'm here to pay a special visit to the holy king of tailing."

"Ye Xuan?"

The huntian Saint King was excited all over and looked at the outside world in horror. Sure enough, he saw a sea of heaven and earth rising in the distant sky. Ye Xuan was walking towards the Taichu holy land.

Tailing holy King opened his eyes again, frowned tightly, then got up slowly and strode towards the outside world. Huntian holy King's eyes moved and hurried to keep up with tailing holy king.

Outside.

Boom!

There are hundreds of millions of heads in the sea of blood. Ye Xuan stands on the waves of the sea of blood. He overlooks the Taichu holy land below. He sees a large number of Taichu disciples gathering and looking at him in horror.

"My little friend is coming to Taichu. I'm very welcome. Please come down and have a chat." The holy king of Tai Ling came walking, and his voice came into Ye Xuan's ears.

When he saw the holy king of Tai Ling, ye Xuan's face changed slightly and almost turned around and left, because the realm of the holy king of Tai Ling was the holy king of nine days.

"No, it's too spiritual. The holy king has a problem!"

Before ye Xuan left, he suddenly felt the breath of the holy king of Tai Ling rising and falling.

Although this change was extremely subtle, ye Xuan went through the chaotic holy robbery of variation. His holy soul was extremely mellow and sensitive to the breath. He was directly aware of the holy king of tailing, as if there was something wrong with himself.

Moreover, a king level figure of the nine heavenly saints doesn't need to be so polite to him at all. He killed each other's disciples. If he had been a violent shot, how could he be so polite?

"Interesting."

Ye Xuan outlined a strange smile at the corner of his mouth, and then walked down the long sky.

"I've heard the name of the holy king of Tai Ling for a long time. Today, I see that it really deserves its reputation." Ye Xuan smiled as if he had ignored the existence of the huntian holy king and bowed his hand to the tailing holy king.

"Ye Xiaoyou is flattered. Compared with Xiaoyou, what's the cultivation achievement of being old and decadent? Talk in Xiaoyou's hall." The holy king of Tai Ling smiled and was very modest. He made an invitation gesture to Ye Xuan, and then led the way for ye Xuan in front.

"Senior, he...!"

The huntian holy king looked gloomy. He just wanted to say something, but before he finished his words, the tailing holy King interrupted him and said, "it's a guest from afar. You don't need to say more."

After all, the holy king of tailing is an old holy king, and now the holy king of huntian depends on others' faces, which makes him keep silent and follow in front of the holy king of tailing.

Looking at this scene, the corners of Ye Xuan's mouth turned up slightly. He had suspected that the king of tailing was strange. Now the king of tailing showed this attitude and confirmed his idea.

"Little friend, although my Taichu holy land is only a small Taoist system in the Nandu region, this Taichu mountain range is made of chaotic star stones, which contains a lot of chaotic laws. If you like, you can stay a few more days."

The holy king of tailing smiled as before and led Ye Xuan into the Taichu temple while introducing the origin of the Taichu holy land.

"Then bother the holy king."

The more polite the holy king of Tai Ling is, the more careful Ye Xuan is. This old guy who is not happy or angry is the most difficult to deal with, because you don't know when he will stab you in the back.

Soon, the three entered the Taichu Temple together. They saw a black jade table already set, on which were all kinds of spiritual fruit and wine.

"Please sit down, two."

The holy king of Tai Ling smiled and the three sat down together, but a strange atmosphere also grew invisibly.

"Just as the saying goes, it's better to make friends than solve them. I hope to be a peacemaker. Please let go of my hatred and give me a face." The holy king of Tai Ling took the lead in breaking the silence.

"What the elder said is very true."

The huntian holy King's eyes moved and quickly accepted it.

Obviously, he is extremely weak now. He can't be ye Xuan's opponent at all. As long as he can delay time to repair his injury, he is naturally very happy.

As the saying goes, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. When he recovers from his injury, he must want Ye Xuan to die without a burial place.

"Ye Xiaoyou, I'd like to propose a toast to you. After drinking this wine, you can stop your holiday with huntian." The holy king of Tai Ling raised his glass to Ye Xuan.

Da da da!

Ye Xuan knocked on the table with his five fingers and kept making a rhythmic sound. The corners of his mouth outlined a color of playfulness. He was looking up and down at the holy king of Tai Ling. The wine glass on the table didn't mean to pick it up.

Even though the holy king of Tai Ling is an old fox, his mind is also deep and terrible. At the moment, he is also a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, the holy king of Tai Ling quickly recovered as usual, put down the wine glass and said in a deep voice: "it seems that Xiaoyou doesn't want to give me this face to the old man?"

"What are you? You want me to give you face?"

Suddenly, the smile on Ye Xuan's face was gone, and his eyes looked at the holy king of Tai Ling.

"Huh?"

The huntian holy king was surprised. He never thought that ye Xuan dared to be so rampant and disrespectful to the tailing holy king.

You should know that the holy king of Tai Ling is the realm of the holy king of nine days. Even if you want to honor your predecessors, does Ye Xuan want to die?

At this point.

The holy king of tailing clenched the wine cup, his face was blue and purple, and his eyes crossed the opportunity of evil from time to time. However, this emotion was fleeting, as if it had never appeared on the holy king of tailing.