Chapter 705: I am waiting to welcome the Baji saint!
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Outside the sacred mountain of Jiuli.
Above a certain piece of void, several extremely powerful figures suddenly appeared.
There are ten people in total.
The headed young man, with a face like a crown jade and a handsome face, was wearing a scarlet robe, his skin was delicate and crystal clear, his hands on his back, his eyes like electricity, and he scanned the surroundings.
Behind him.
There are also eight big red-robed men, each of them burly and tall, with incredibly powerful auras.
Everyone's cultivation has reached the tenth level of the eternal realm.
These eight people are the eight gods who are famous all over the world.
The handsome young man headed is the Baji saint.
Although the Baji Saint looks young, he has actually lived for tens of thousands of years.
Over the years, the eight gods of the Eight Gods have changed several times, but this eight-pole saint is still alive. Twenty thousand years ago, his appearance returned to the basics and he returned to his youth.
One of the ten people is on the first level of the eternal realm, and it is the Zhanzong.
"is it here?"
The Baji saint glanced around, did not find the trace of the Shenlong, and asked faintly.
"It is indeed here, but the dragon is gone..."
Zhan Zong said tremblingly.
"It's just a little dragon in the eternal realm. If you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple. Let's go to Jiuli Shenshan first!"
The Baji Saint said coldly.
He shook his body and flew in the direction of Jiuli Shenshan.
The others hurriedly followed.
In the valley of the golden bear clan, Ye Yun was sitting on a platform, drinking tea leisurely.
Mu Qing poured water for the tea from time to time.
Father and son Jin Xiaotian stood aside respectfully, not daring to speak out.
"Here, it's not slow..."
Ye Yun's face moved slightly, drank the tea in the cup, and then handed the cup to Mu Qing.
Mu Qing quickly and carefully took out the remaining tea from the cup and prepared to put it into a small white porcelain bottle.
This is all fairy tea.
Even if the master drinks the leftover, it contains infinite energy.
"Mu Qing, you have collected so much tea, this time the tea-can you give me some?"
The **** cat blinked with a hot face.
Mu Qing stopped her hand, looked at the **** cat with a sense of amusement, and smiled: "You are only in a state of life and death. You don't need this tea, right?"
"Am I paving the way for the future?"
The **** cat shrugged, her face was shy, and he smiled and said, "Beauty, don't worry, you will give me tea today, and I will give you a big gift the next day!"
"What kind of gift?"
Mu Qing raised her eyebrows and asked curiously.
"I can't tell you this. After you send me tea, one day you will receive a surprise!"
The **** cat said mysteriously.
"Mu Qing, you can give it to him. I see what kind of gift this kid has for you..."
Ye Yun turned his head and smiled softly.
"Master, I..."
The **** cat instantly blushed, feeling a little at a loss.
"Okay, sir!"
Mu Qing took out another small porcelain bottle, put the tea in it, and carefully handed it to the **** cat, giggling: "Then I'll wait for your gift!"
"this…"
The **** cat glanced at Ye Yun with a guilty conscience, and then reluctantly said: "No problem, the man said nothing!"
Mu Qing covered her mouth and smiled.
The time to get along with each other is not short, she naturally knows that the nine-tailed civet is unobstructed, but the master testified in the middle, and believed that the nine-tailed civet would not dare to play with moths.
Father and son Jin Xiaotian looked at each other, shocked in their hearts.
Seniors drink the leftover tea, why are they fighting forever?
Although the tea is very fragrant, it shouldn't be a fight like this...
Huhu...
At this moment, above the Jiuli Mountain, a powerful pressure surged down like endless waves.
Countless members of the Jiuli Demon Race were panicked at this moment and knelt on the ground one after another.
"Eight Gods Gate... All the Eight Great War Gods are here!"
In an ancient cave mansion.
Yu Zu looked into the distance with a startled heart, his thin old face suddenly showed a bigger look of horror.
The eight war gods, but also standing in the second place.
Before these eight war gods, there was also a young man in red robe, handsome and handsome, full of spirits like jade, with crystal clear skin, introverted divine light, and exuding indescribable majesty between his gestures.
Although the red-robed young man did not release the powerful aura of the eternal realm, he stopped there, as if he was the only one in the entire vast world.
Others are as small as ants.
"Could it be an eight-pole saint..."
Yu Zu blinked, and suddenly thought of this possibility, so scared that he almost passed out.
The Baji Saints have not appeared in this world for tens of thousands of years.
Many new-generation creatures don't even know what the Baji Saints look like.
Even if he is the demon ancestor of Jiuli, he has never seen the Baji Saint.
Body flashes.
Yu Zu disappeared in an instant.
The Baji Saint came to the Jiuli Mountain with the Eight Great War Gods. He, the Jiuli Demon Ancestor, must go out to welcome him.
The other seven rays of light also flew from all around and gathered together with Yu Zu.
It is the other seven great demon ancestors.
The ancestor Xiong has fallen, and now there are only eight demon ancestors left in the Jiuli Demon Race.
The crowd followed Yu Zu, and came to the Baji Saint in fear.
"I'm waiting to welcome the Baji Saint!"
The eight demon ancestors knelt in the void respectfully, throwing their heads on the ground, not daring to raise their heads at all.
The Baji Saint stopped his figure, looked at the few weak monsters in front, and smiled faintly.
The Jiuli Demon Race is just a group of monsters raised by the Eight Gods.
No status.
However, considering the great contribution of the Jiuli Demon Race to the Eight God Gate, the Baji Saint still waved his hand gently, and a mana swept out, helping everyone up.
"You all get up!"
The Baji Saint said lightly.
After speaking, the Baji saint looked at a certain place, and his two sharp sword-like gazes immediately fell into the valley of the Golden Retriever Clan.
He saw the white-clothed youth of the monster race at a glance.
The Baji saint stepped forward and came into the void above the valley in an instant.
The Eight Great Wars followed closely behind.
Zhan Zong was excited and flew over tightly.
"You and the three of you come from the outside world, right?"
The eight-pole saint's eyes were like electricity, standing in the void, holding his hands on his back, and asked faintly.
"good."
Ye Yun chuckled lightly.
He stepped away and rose into the air, standing opposite the Baji Saint.
The two face each other far away.
"Zhan Zong, you really didn't disappoint me, and you found the Baji Saint, the founder of the Eight Gods Gate. It seems that I will be able to appreciate this complete Baji magic today..."
Looking at the Zhan Zong who had just flown over, Ye Yun smiled loudly with his hands on his back.
"Zhanzong!"
The seventh God of War turned his head and glared at each other.
"Master of War, I..."
Zhan Zong was shocked, just about to explain, suddenly the Baji Saint waved his hand gently.
"It has nothing to do with Zhanzong."
The Baji Saint said lightly.
His face is calm at the moment, Gu Jing Wubo has been paying attention to the white-clothed youth in front of him.
For outsiders.
The heart of the Baji saint is naturally full of interest.
The opponent is only in the eternal state, facing the pressure of the Eight Gods gate army, without panic, what is the trump card?
The Baji Saints are also very curious.
Of course, he naturally wouldn't believe in the aura of life and death on Ye Yun's surface.
According to Zhanzong's statement.
The cultivation base of this young man in white has also reached the eternal state.
"Your Excellency... Since you can come to this world of Xiantang, you must not belong to an unknown person. What sect do you come from?"
The Baji saint asked quietly without rushing.
"After that, you don't understand, why bother to ask?"
Ye Yun shrugged and smiled, a faint color of mockery appeared in his eyes.
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Outside the sacred mountain of Jiuli.
Above a certain piece of void, several extremely powerful figures suddenly appeared.
There are ten people in total.
The headed young man, with a face like a crown jade and a handsome face, was wearing a scarlet robe, his skin was delicate and crystal clear, his hands on his back, his eyes like electricity, and he scanned the surroundings.
Behind him.
There are also eight big red-robed men, each of them burly and tall, with incredibly powerful auras.
Everyone's cultivation has reached the tenth level of the eternal realm.
These eight people are the eight gods who are famous all over the world.
The handsome young man headed is the Baji saint.
Although the Baji Saint looks young, he has actually lived for tens of thousands of years.
Over the years, the eight gods of the Eight Gods have changed several times, but this eight-pole saint is still alive. Twenty thousand years ago, his appearance returned to the basics and he returned to his youth.
One of the ten people is on the first level of the eternal realm, and it is the Zhanzong.
"is it here?"
The Baji saint glanced around, did not find the trace of the Shenlong, and asked faintly.
"It is indeed here, but the dragon is gone..."
Zhan Zong said tremblingly.
"It's just a little dragon in the eternal realm. If you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple. Let's go to Jiuli Shenshan first!"
The Baji Saint said coldly.
He shook his body and flew in the direction of Jiuli Shenshan.
The others hurriedly followed.
In the valley of the golden bear clan, Ye Yun was sitting on a platform, drinking tea leisurely.
Mu Qing poured water for the tea from time to time.
Father and son Jin Xiaotian stood aside respectfully, not daring to speak out.
"Here, it's not slow..."
Ye Yun's face moved slightly, drank the tea in the cup, and then handed the cup to Mu Qing.
Mu Qing quickly and carefully took out the remaining tea from the cup and prepared to put it into a small white porcelain bottle.
This is all fairy tea.
Even if the master drinks the leftover, it contains infinite energy.
"Mu Qing, you have collected so much tea, this time the tea-can you give me some?"
The **** cat blinked with a hot face.
Mu Qing stopped her hand, looked at the **** cat with a sense of amusement, and smiled: "You are only in a state of life and death. You don't need this tea, right?"
"Am I paving the way for the future?"
The **** cat shrugged, her face was shy, and he smiled and said, "Beauty, don't worry, you will give me tea today, and I will give you a big gift the next day!"
"What kind of gift?"
Mu Qing raised her eyebrows and asked curiously.
"I can't tell you this. After you send me tea, one day you will receive a surprise!"
The **** cat said mysteriously.
"Mu Qing, you can give it to him. I see what kind of gift this kid has for you..."
Ye Yun turned his head and smiled softly.
"Master, I..."
The **** cat instantly blushed, feeling a little at a loss.
"Okay, sir!"
Mu Qing took out another small porcelain bottle, put the tea in it, and carefully handed it to the **** cat, giggling: "Then I'll wait for your gift!"
"this…"
The **** cat glanced at Ye Yun with a guilty conscience, and then reluctantly said: "No problem, the man said nothing!"
Mu Qing covered her mouth and smiled.
The time to get along with each other is not short, she naturally knows that the nine-tailed civet is unobstructed, but the master testified in the middle, and believed that the nine-tailed civet would not dare to play with moths.
Father and son Jin Xiaotian looked at each other, shocked in their hearts.
Seniors drink the leftover tea, why are they fighting forever?
Although the tea is very fragrant, it shouldn't be a fight like this...
Huhu...
At this moment, above the Jiuli Mountain, a powerful pressure surged down like endless waves.
Countless members of the Jiuli Demon Race were panicked at this moment and knelt on the ground one after another.
"Eight Gods Gate... All the Eight Great War Gods are here!"
In an ancient cave mansion.
Yu Zu looked into the distance with a startled heart, his thin old face suddenly showed a bigger look of horror.
The eight war gods, but also standing in the second place.
Before these eight war gods, there was also a young man in red robe, handsome and handsome, full of spirits like jade, with crystal clear skin, introverted divine light, and exuding indescribable majesty between his gestures.
Although the red-robed young man did not release the powerful aura of the eternal realm, he stopped there, as if he was the only one in the entire vast world.
Others are as small as ants.
"Could it be an eight-pole saint..."
Yu Zu blinked, and suddenly thought of this possibility, so scared that he almost passed out.
The Baji Saints have not appeared in this world for tens of thousands of years.
Many new-generation creatures don't even know what the Baji Saints look like.
Even if he is the demon ancestor of Jiuli, he has never seen the Baji Saint.
Body flashes.
Yu Zu disappeared in an instant.
The Baji Saint came to the Jiuli Mountain with the Eight Great War Gods. He, the Jiuli Demon Ancestor, must go out to welcome him.
The other seven rays of light also flew from all around and gathered together with Yu Zu.
It is the other seven great demon ancestors.
The ancestor Xiong has fallen, and now there are only eight demon ancestors left in the Jiuli Demon Race.
The crowd followed Yu Zu, and came to the Baji Saint in fear.
"I'm waiting to welcome the Baji Saint!"
The eight demon ancestors knelt in the void respectfully, throwing their heads on the ground, not daring to raise their heads at all.
The Baji Saint stopped his figure, looked at the few weak monsters in front, and smiled faintly.
The Jiuli Demon Race is just a group of monsters raised by the Eight Gods.
No status.
However, considering the great contribution of the Jiuli Demon Race to the Eight God Gate, the Baji Saint still waved his hand gently, and a mana swept out, helping everyone up.
"You all get up!"
The Baji Saint said lightly.
After speaking, the Baji saint looked at a certain place, and his two sharp sword-like gazes immediately fell into the valley of the Golden Retriever Clan.
He saw the white-clothed youth of the monster race at a glance.
The Baji saint stepped forward and came into the void above the valley in an instant.
The Eight Great Wars followed closely behind.
Zhan Zong was excited and flew over tightly.
"You and the three of you come from the outside world, right?"
The eight-pole saint's eyes were like electricity, standing in the void, holding his hands on his back, and asked faintly.
"good."
Ye Yun chuckled lightly.
He stepped away and rose into the air, standing opposite the Baji Saint.
The two face each other far away.
"Zhan Zong, you really didn't disappoint me, and you found the Baji Saint, the founder of the Eight Gods Gate. It seems that I will be able to appreciate this complete Baji magic today..."
Looking at the Zhan Zong who had just flown over, Ye Yun smiled loudly with his hands on his back.
"Zhanzong!"
The seventh God of War turned his head and glared at each other.
"Master of War, I..."
Zhan Zong was shocked, just about to explain, suddenly the Baji Saint waved his hand gently.
"It has nothing to do with Zhanzong."
The Baji Saint said lightly.
His face is calm at the moment, Gu Jing Wubo has been paying attention to the white-clothed youth in front of him.
For outsiders.
The heart of the Baji saint is naturally full of interest.
The opponent is only in the eternal state, facing the pressure of the Eight Gods gate army, without panic, what is the trump card?
The Baji Saints are also very curious.
Of course, he naturally wouldn't believe in the aura of life and death on Ye Yun's surface.
According to Zhanzong's statement.
The cultivation base of this young man in white has also reached the eternal state.
"Your Excellency... Since you can come to this world of Xiantang, you must not belong to an unknown person. What sect do you come from?"
The Baji saint asked quietly without rushing.
"After that, you don't understand, why bother to ask?"
Ye Yun shrugged and smiled, a faint color of mockery appeared in his eyes.
Outside the sacred mountain of Jiuli.Above a certain piece of void, several extremely powerful figures suddenly appeared.There are ten people in total.The headed young man, with a face like a crown jade and a handsome face, was wearing a scarlet robe, his skin was delicate and crystal clear, his hands on his back, his eyes like electricity, and he scanned the surroundings.Behind him.There are also eight big red-robed men, each of them burly and tall, with incredibly powerful auras.Everyone's cultivation has reached the tenth level of the eternal realm.These eight people are the eight gods who are famous all over the world.The handsome young man headed is the Baji saint.Although the Baji Saint looks young, he has actually lived for tens of thousands of years.Over the years, the eight gods of the Eight Gods have changed several times, but this eight-pole saint is still alive. Twenty thousand years ago, his appearance returned to the basics and he returned to his youth.One of the ten people is on the first level of the eternal realm, and it is the Zhanzong."is it here?"The Baji saint glanced around, did not find the trace of the Shenlong, and asked faintly."It is indeed here, but the dragon is gone..."Zhan Zong said tremblingly."It's just a little dragon in the eternal realm. If you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple. Let's go to Jiuli Shenshan first!"The Baji Saint said coldly.He shook his body and flew in the direction of Jiuli Shenshan.The others hurriedly followed.In the valley of the golden bear clan, Ye Yun was sitting on a platform, drinking tea leisurely.Mu Qing poured water for the tea from time to time.Father and son Jin Xiaotian stood aside respectfully, not daring to speak out."Here, it's not slow..."Ye Yun's face moved slightly, drank the tea in the cup, and then handed the cup to Mu Qing.Mu Qing quickly and carefully took out the remaining tea from the cup and prepared to put it into a small white porcelain bottle.This is all fairy tea.Even if the master drinks the leftover, it contains infinite energy."Mu Qing, you have collected so much tea, this time the tea-can you give me some?"The **** cat blinked with a hot face.Mu Qing stopped her hand, looked at the **** cat with a sense of amusement, and smiled: "You are only in a state of life and death. You don't need this tea, right?""Am I paving the way for the future?"The **** cat shrugged, her face was shy, and he smiled and said, "Beauty, don't worry, you will give me tea today, and I will give you a big gift the next day!""What kind of gift?"Mu Qing raised her eyebrows and asked curiously."I can't tell you this. After you send me tea, one day you will receive a surprise!"The **** cat said mysteriously."Mu Qing, you can give it to him. I see what kind of gift this kid has for you..."Ye Yun turned his head and smiled softly."Master, I..."The **** cat instantly blushed, feeling a little at a loss."Okay, sir!"Mu Qing took out another small porcelain bottle, put the tea in it, and carefully handed it to the **** cat, giggling: "Then I'll wait for your gift!""this"The **** cat glanced at Ye Yun with a guilty conscience, and then reluctantly said: "No problem, the man said nothing!"Mu Qing covered her mouth and smiled.The time to get along with each other is not short, she naturally knows that the nine-tailed civet is unobstructed, but the master testified in the middle, and believed that the nine-tailed civet would not dare to play with moths.Father and son Jin Xiaotian looked at each other, shocked in their hearts.Seniors drink the leftover tea, why are they fighting forever?Although the tea is very fragrant, it shouldn't be a fight like this...Huhu...At this moment, above the Jiuli Mountain, a powerful pressure surged down like endless waves.Countless members of the Jiuli Demon Race were panicked at this moment and knelt on the ground one after another."Eight Gods Gate... All the Eight Great War Gods are here!"In an ancient cave mansion.Yu Zu looked into the distance with a startled heart, his thin old face suddenly showed a bigger look of horror.The eight war gods, but also standing in the second place.Before these eight war gods, there was also a young man in red robe, handsome and handsome, full of spirits like jade, with crystal clear skin, introverted divine light, and exuding indescribable majesty between his gestures.Although the red-robed young man did not release the powerful aura of the eternal realm, he stopped there, as if he was the only one in the entire vast world.Others are as small as ants."Could it be an eight-pole saint..."Yu Zu blinked, and suddenly thought of this possibility, so scared that he almost passed out.The Baji Saints have not appeared in this world for tens of thousands of years.Many new-generation creatures don't even know what the Baji Saints look like.Even if he is the demon ancestor of Jiuli, he has never seen the Baji Saint.Body flashes.Yu Zu disappeared in an instant.The Baji Saint came to the Jiuli Mountain with the Eight Great War Gods. He, the Jiuli Demon Ancestor, must go out to welcome him.The other seven rays of light also flew from all around and gathered together with Yu Zu.It is the other seven great demon ancestors.The ancestor Xiong has fallen, and now there are only eight demon ancestors left in the Jiuli Demon Race.The crowd followed Yu Zu, and came to the Baji Saint in fear."I'm waiting to welcome the Baji Saint!"The eight demon ancestors knelt in the void respectfully, throwing their heads on the ground, not daring to raise their heads at all.The Baji Saint stopped his figure, looked at the few weak monsters in front, and smiled faintly.The Jiuli Demon Race is just a group of monsters raised by the Eight Gods.No status.However, considering the great contribution of the Jiuli Demon Race to the Eight God Gate, the Baji Saint still waved his hand gently, and a mana swept out, helping everyone up."You all get up!"The Baji Saint said lightly.After speaking, the Baji saint looked at a certain place, and his two sharp sword-like gazes immediately fell into the valley of the Golden Retriever Clan.He saw the white-clothed youth of the monster race at a glance.The Baji saint stepped forward and came into the void above the valley in an instant.The Eight Great Wars followed closely behind.Zhan Zong was excited and flew over tightly."You and the three of you come from the outside world, right?"The eight-pole saint's eyes were like electricity, standing in the void, holding his hands on his back, and asked faintly."good."Ye Yun chuckled lightly.He stepped away and rose into the air, standing opposite the Baji Saint.The two face each other far away."Zhan Zong, you really didn't disappoint me, and you found the Baji Saint, the founder of the Eight Gods Gate. It seems that I will be able to appreciate this complete Baji magic today..."Looking at the Zhan Zong who had just flown over, Ye Yun smiled loudly with his hands on his back."Zhanzong!"The seventh God of War turned his head and glared at each other."Master of War, I..."Zhan Zong was shocked, just about to explain, suddenly the Baji Saint waved his hand gently."It has nothing to do with Zhanzong."The Baji Saint said lightly.His face is calm at the moment, Gu Jing Wubo has been paying attention to the white-clothed youth in front of him.For outsiders.The heart of the Baji saint is naturally full of interest.The opponent is only in the eternal state, facing the pressure of the Eight Gods gate army, without panic, what is the trump card?The Baji Saints are also very curious.Of course, he naturally wouldn't believe in the aura of life and death on Ye Yun's surface.According to Zhanzong's statement.The cultivation base of this young man in white has also reached the eternal state."Your Excellency... Since you can come to this world of Xiantang, you must not belong to an unknown person. What sect do you come from?"The Baji saint asked quietly without rushing."After that, you don't understand, why bother to ask?"Ye Yun shrugged and smiled, a faint color of mockery appeared in his eyes.
