In the dark and empty cave, a group of extraterritorial Tianjiao blocked the only exit and stopped Ye Hao in it. All their faces were thinking about killing opportunities, like watching a trapped animal falling into a desperate situation and shouting.

In the crowd, Lu Guan looked worried and didn't dare to show the slightest foot, while Zihua Shengzi turned white and scolded the boy for tens of thousands of times.

They can imagine that if people know that they are with the former, they will inevitably lead to endless killing opportunities. The son of Zihua may be able to escape from heaven, but Lu Guan has absolutely no vitality.

Due to the restriction of soul oath, even the Zihua Holy Son who has the ability to walk away can only reluctantly stay in place to see how much trouble the boy can cause.

"Ignorant mole ants, do you know what kind of existence you are facing now?"

"Dare to be presumptuous in front of the two holy sons, no one in the world can save you!"

……

Especially the followers of the two holy sons, their faces are extremely cold at the moment, full of cold killing opportunities, like a group of loyal hounds, doing their duty to protect the Lord.

In this regard, Ye Hao looked indifferent, picked his eyebrows and said, "what about the son? I have one here, too."

When the words spread, everyone was stunned, and the Zihua son in the crowd almost scolded his mother. He wanted to find a hole in the ground to avoid exposing his identity.

However, his wishful thinking obviously failed. In his heart and anger, the boy's indifferent voice came again: "Zihua Holy Son, haven't you come out yet?"

"What?!"

"The son of Zihua is here, too?"

"How possible!"

……

Hearing the speech, all the extraterritorial Tianjiao in the field have slightly changed their looks. Even Jin Wuwei and the crown prince of the snake have their eyes miniature and their God's light is wide in their eyes.

Although there are many practitioners in this supreme relic, there are only three saint and son level demons. Everyone knows that the last person is the son of Zihua, except the nine lions and the prince of the snake.

Originally, everyone had heard that the son of Zihua went to look for the legendary real dragon blood pool, but no one thought that he was here at the moment.

At this step, Zihua Shengzi also knew that he must not be able to hide. After staring at the young man, he could only harden his scalp to disperse the secret treasure camouflage, reveal his real face, and walk out with a proud look.

"Hiss... It's really the son of Zihua!"

"How did he... Pretend to be just like that!"

"What is his relationship with this mole ant?"

"Why does the son of Zihua seem to obey him? It's really strange!"

……

After seeing the face of Zihua Shengzi, shock and shock appeared on the faces of everyone in the field, especially those practitioners who thought Zihua Shengzi was familiar. When they suddenly realized it, they felt angry for fear that their previous disrespect would cause Shengzi's anger.

Fortunately, at the moment, the son of Zihua didn't care about these at all. While constantly cursing the youth in his heart, he seemed to have inherent dignity and pride on his face, staring at the prince Jin Wuwei and the snake with great dignity.

"Hehe, Zihua... Unexpectedly, it's really you!"

Jin Wuwei sneered. His eyes as bright as the sun also showed dignity. They are the blood of saints, and they will not differ much from each other. Although he thinks he is better than the former, he is not to the point where he can be ignored.

"Zihua, this mole ant is your man?" the prince of the snake looked cold. "Did you ask this boy to rob rongdao flowers?"

Zihua's Holy Son twitched in the corners of his eyes and kept complaining at the bottom of his heart. He was jealous of rongdaohua, but he wouldn't be rash to rush in and grab it.

The most important thing is that all this is clearly done by a young man, but now he has become a pot back man, and he has to carry this pot.

Zihua Shengzi is really speechless and feels extremely oppressed and depressed, because he can't explain. Otherwise, he will become a young servant and spread all over the Xinghai. At that time, not only him, but also the whole zitianzong will become a laughing stock of the Xinghai.

After all, it seems that he is the only saint in history and has become the slave of the indigenous practitioners in the wild world.

"Tiancai and Dibao are taken by those who have the ability. Prince snake, you can't grab rongdao flowers by yourself. No wonder others?"

Zihua's son had a deep resentment in his heart, but he could only resist the black pot. His face showed indifference and pride, showing the saint's blood bearing incisively and vividly.

"Good, good, really brave!" the prince of the snake smiled angrily, and his cold eyes rose into a rage. "Hand over the rongdao flower. For the face of the purple emperor, I can let bygones be bygones!"

Hearing the speech, Zihua Shengzi couldn't help crying. He also wanted to hand over rongdaohua and leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, but all this was not what everyone thought. He couldn't decide at all.

"Rongdaohua and other strange things in heaven and earth are inhabited by those with virtue. Since you miss the opportunity, don't force it."

Zihua Shengzi coughed and continued to speak.

"Zihua, are you determined to do the right thing with me?!" the prince of the snake looks cold and his eyes are full of unprecedented anger. "Although he is the same son, if you continue to be stubborn, I'm afraid you can't afford the consequences!"

The words with threats made everyone's hearts jump. Is there a war between saint and son level demons today?

In this regard, the cold also appeared on the face of Zihua Holy Son. The Holy Son is the Holy Son and has his own pride. Even if the prince snake is better than him, he naturally can't recognize such a blatant threat, otherwise not only him, but also the face of zitianzong will be damaged.

"Hum, you try. What consequences can't the son afford?"

Zihua Holy Son drank coldly, and his strength rose slowly. The vast and majestic purple Qi gathered and shrouded around him. It gathered madly around him, filled with extremely terrible fluctuations.

"In that case, it's no wonder that I am!" the prince of the snake's eyes burst with cold light and a killing opportunity appeared. "Jin Shengzi, help me stop him and I'll suppress it with you when I get the rongdao flower back!"

Boom!

When the words fell, a startling momentum broke out in the prince of the snake, like an endless cold current, which suddenly reduced the temperature of the whole cave.

Hearing the speech, Jin Wuwei nodded and turned to the son of Zihua with a sneer. He and the prince of snake had made a soul oath to jointly explore the supreme cave, so they could not stand idly by.

Moreover, both of them have to be stronger than Zihua Shengzi. If they work together, even if the former is the blood of saints, they will not be able to compete with them.

As for the boy who robbed rongdaohua, neither Jin Wuwei nor the crown prince of the snake paid attention to it. They thought that he was just ordered to play an insignificant role with the son of Zihua. It would not take much effort to solve it.

In this regard, while Zihua Shengzi's face was dignified, he couldn't help sneering at the bottom of his heart. He glanced at the prince snake with some schadenfreude. The youth's strength was almost strong and evil. Even if the prince snake was better than him, he would not be able to please the youth alone, and even if he was careless, he might pay an unimaginable price.

"Fight, fight, you'd better all find the boy!"

Zihua's son smiled at the bottom of his heart. He was serious and confronted Jin Wuwei. At the same time, his attention was all on the prince of the snake and the young man.