Chapter 1362

The gate was blocked by countless people, most of whom were disciples of the Youlong clan, as well as some disciples of other races.

Looking at the colorful sedan chair one by one, their eyes were extremely enthusiastic.

"Ho ho..."

At this time, a dragon's singing suddenly occurred to me.

The next moment, I saw a peerless dragon in the void, stepping into the air.

The power of the dragon is extremely terrible.

Immediately, the Dragon incarnated into a human form, and with the appearance of this figure, countless figures automatically made way for a road.

At this moment, the whole Xuanshen temple was boiling.

"It's the little Lord, the little Lord is coming!"

"You Qin Yu, the young master of the Youlong clan, whose cultivation is so young, has reached the peak of the emperor, and is worthy of being the young master of the Youlong clan!"

"The little Lord must come for the saint of the Kunpeng family!"

"If the saint of the Kunpeng clan is successfully married to the little Lord of the Youlong clan, the Youlong clan and the Kunpeng clan will become one, and the whole Tianji mountain range will be changed!"

……

In front of the gate of the whole Xuanshen temple, a vast force spread, and countless warriors around quickly retreated behind them.

In situ, there was only this figure left, and his eyes looked directly at the colorful sedan chair.

For a moment, the colorful sedan chair fell.

"Buzzing..."

At the same time, the phantom around the sedan chair instantly dissipated, and the next moment, a beautiful figure in colorful clothes came out of the sedan chair.

This person's face is simply a carved handicraft, extremely beautiful, and his posture is perfect beyond description.

This appearance makes people yearn.

At the moment, in front of the gate of the Xuanshen temple, I'm afraid that except Mo Wentian and others, others couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

"Your Highness the saint came to the Xuan temple, how can you not tell me?"

"This is somewhat unkind!"

And just when everyone was fascinated, a figure came down from the void.

I saw that the man was extremely white, and even his hair was white. There was a dry breath on the man.

Feeling this breath, Mo Wentian instantly recalled that he had met the puppets of the demon Youku clan.

"This person belongs to the demon Youku clan!"

At this time, his mouth was talking to himself, and a cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

The young master of the Youlong clan has come, and now the people of the demon Youku clan have also come, although don't ask the sky now. Don't know what identity the people of the demon Youku clan are in front of you.

But Mo Wentian had a premonition that the boy in front of him must have a high status in the demon Youku clan.

Thinking like this, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrunk.

"This is the young master of the moyouku clan!"

"The little Lord of the demon Youku clan, unexpectedly, also came to my Xuan temple!"

"The little Lord of the demon Youku clan also covets the beauty of the saint. It's not surprising that he came to our Xuanshen temple!"

"He also covets the beauty of the saint. It's ridiculous that he also wants to rob the young master of our Youlong clan!"

……

Looking at the figure of the man, countless martial artists instantly talked.

At the moment, among countless martial artists, Mo Wentian also stared at this scene dumbfounded.

The little Lord of the Youlong clan even took a fancy to the saint of the Kunpeng clan. Unexpectedly, the little Lord of the demon Youku clan also took a fancy to it.

"Now there is a good play!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a flash of light, and the corners of his mouth were slightly grinned, and a wicked smile spread.

"Demon Youku minority leader kuhaobin?"

"How can you accuse the saint of coming to our Xuan temple?"

"And you don't stay well in your Dixuan temple. Why did you come to my Xuanshen temple?"

The cold voice sounded, and you Qin Yu, the young master of the Youlong clan, stepped out, approached the young master of the demon Youku clan, and shouted coldly.

At the moment, you Qinyu's hands couldn't help clenching into fists, and his eyes were even more angry.

"You Qin Yu, looking at this young master coming, are you afraid?"

Hearing what you long Shaozhu said, kuhaobin actually laughed and didn't answer the rhetorical question.

"Afraid?"

"Kuhaobin, although your cultivation is not far from that of me, don't forget that you are now in the territory of this young master!"

"If you are sensible, get out quickly, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Looking at the appearance of kuhaobin's evil smile, a trace of killing intention rose in the heart of Youlong Shaozhu.

He didn't say this to scare kuhaobin. If kuhaobin didn't know the truth, he would really kill him.

Although this kuhaobin is also the minority leader of the moyouku clan, one of the three ancient clans, this moyouku clan is the last of the three ancient clans.

In the heart of the master of Tianji mountain, strength is the most important. The strength of the Youlong clan is not a little stronger than the strength of the demon Youku clan

If something really happened between the Youlong clan and the moyouku clan, even if the owner of the Tianji mountain came, he would also stand on the side of the Youlong clan, so you Qinyu was really confident when he said this.

"You long Shaozhu, Hao bin Shaozhu, Qingyin knows that you are all here for Qingyin!"

"For the sake of Qingyin, don't worry about it!"

Suddenly, a clear and gentle voice came, and the virgin of pure sound stepped out.

Where this person passed, bursts of fragrance suddenly filled the air.

And at the moment when the fragrance hit, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a touch of light. Even for a moment, Mo Wentian seemed to feel that his heart was also envious of the virgin in front of him.

But the next moment, don't ask the sky, just feel the limit and you tremble slightly, but that feeling disappears in an instant.

"The pure voice saint, the power of the spirit is still good!"

Don't ask the light in the eye of heaven, the dark way in your heart.

To make the men of the whole Xuanshen Temple admire, the means of this voiceless saint is really good.

But he did not ask the sky, but it was an exception.

This pure voice saint, who wants to charm him with her special spiritual power, can't succeed.

His spirit is not in direct proportion to his cultivation. Although his cultivation is only the perfection of the king of heaven, his spirit has reached 800 Zhang.

But in front of the virgin of pure sound, don't ask the spirit of heaven, but it was instantly seen.

Although the pure voice saint has reached the peak of the emperor and is about to reach half the perfection of the emperor, her spirit is only 600 feet.

It's nonsense for a 600 Zhang spirit to charm him.