I am the master of all worlds

Chapter 134 The Birth of the Son
"Young Master Wuyang."

A group of people were fighting in the yard, and a disciple of the Mo family suddenly arrived, breaking the cheerful laughter in the yard.

In an instant, this Mo family disciple could be seen dripping with cold sweat because of the pressure he was under.

"Wu, Mr. Wuyang, the uncle said that now all the heads of the city with a radius of one hundred and eighty have arrived at the City Lord's Mansion."

"Oh? Got it."

Zhang Wuyang woke up.

In other words, Zhang Wuyang never really fell asleep when it was time to get down to business.

"Prepare the car."

"Yes!"

"I didn't tell you," Zhang Wuyang said helplessly when he saw that the disciples of the Mo family actually started talking, "Go down first."

After finishing speaking, he silently looked at the south room.

Inside, there was a poor horse, sleeping peacefully on a big kang.

It's all a bad habit of the Zhang family, a horse likes to sleep on the kang!

Hearing Zhang Wuyang's mouth suddenly, the bad horse got up instantly, then shook his body and stepped out of the door gracefully step by step, and stood gently in front of Zhang Wuyang.

"The scale of the Holy Child."

"~!"

The bad horse, which was originally a bit messy, neighed after Zhang Wuyang ordered, seeing that the courtyard was too small, and went straight out of the gate.

A group of people had never seen such a thing before, so they rushed out to watch.

sky.
blacken.

The moment the bad horse walked out of the gate, the entire Panyang City fell into a strange darkness, and everyone was at a loss.

Boom!
Lightning cut through the darkness, and a ray of light illuminated the world.

Amidst the lightning, a purple-gold glazed vehicle pulled by seven dragon horses stood across the sky.

Boom!
There are more and more lightning flashes and thunder, and they are getting faster and faster. Standing amidst the thunder and lightning, the seven dragon horses stand proudly in the world, with a length of ten feet behind them, and a chariot frame of six feet and four feet is looming.

Finally, Zhang Wuyang looked up at the sky.

A token in his hand shot towards the purple gold colored glass in the sky, like a firefly passing through the gap, but no one could ignore it.

The coercion of the saint appeared, and for hundreds of miles in Pan Yang, no matter whether it was a warrior or a human race, they all knelt down on the ground.

Boom~~~
In the thunder and lightning, as if the sky and the earth exploded, white light surged, instantly extinguishing all the darkness, and the thunder and lightning also melted.

"Qianzhou!"

"The Zhang family!"

"Holy Son is coming!!!"

The sky and the earth were narrating, the dazzling white light dissipated, and there was no cloud in the sky, only a seven-foot-long dragon horse crossed the sky, and the purple-gold glazed driver behind him exuded endless coercion.

Driving to the corner of the east, a holy son order flutters in the wind, and every time it swings, there will be fairy sounds, which are fascinating.

"Lizhou, Longshi Mansion, Pan Yangcheng Mo Chang is here (Feng Chao Palace), welcome to the holy driver!!!"

In Panyang City, Mo Changzai, Du Linzong, and Feng Chaogong knelt in front of them, welcoming them loudly.

In the sky, the curtain of Shengjia's car was not opened, Zhang Wuyang sat in it, and the surrounding bead curtains and bells were ringing.

The clothes unique to the Mo family have long since disappeared. She is wearing light yellow fur, her hair is in a high bun, and there is a surge of sunlight.On the hair crown, a holy word continuously washes the aura for miles around.

"Three kneeling~!"

Next to the frame, Kaisha and Liangbing stood on the left and right, making the chatting crowd envious.What is even more enviable is that at this time Yue Buqun is driving the chariot, Xiao Yan has turned into a book boy, and at this time he has the aura of coercing the emperor to command the princes.

These four people can be thought of with their toes as Zhang Wuyang's real subordinates, and they are also the real contacts in the chat group.

"We welcome the holy driver~!"

Get up, kneel down.

"We welcome the holy driver~!"

Get up, kneel down.

"We welcome the holy driver~!"

get up, kneel down

Five-body cast.

"Knock~!"

With one sound, millions of people in Pan Yang kowtowed nine times in a row.

"Get up~!"

"Thank you Holy Son~!"

"Exemption."

The car curtain finally opened, and Zhang Wuyang looked down quietly.

"Thank you Holy Son~!"

Finally, everyone got up.

Looking at Zhang Wuyang in the sky at this time, looking at the seven dragon horses that are equivalent to the realm of supernatural powers, Mo Chang felt hot in his heart.

This is the holy prestige, if the Jia Zi does not come out, the world will be shocked, but anyone who is not a fairy must kneel down and greet him.

As for the Mo family, they were still raising this holy son the day before yesterday.

From now on, as long as you don't offend Xianzong, the Mo family can go all over the world, who dares to talk too much!

Not only Mo Changzai, but even Feng Chaogong and Du Linzong, who had already known about this matter, were also in turmoil at this time.To be looked after by a holy son is like a beggar being appreciated by the emperor for a great Zhoutian power, and high-ranking officials, rich princes, and princes will give them all their money.

The difference between cloud and mud, between heaven and earth!
In the sky, the holy driver is in the middle.

Zhang Luo hugged Zhang Juan and didn't know when he would appear.

In his hand is a roll of yellow horses with no words on it.

"Order!"

With a low shout, the Holy Child Command flashed in and fell into Zhang Wuyang's hands.

Who is the holy son of the Zhang family?It's the young master of the Zhang family!

At this moment, the Zhang family... has no head.

The head of the family died in the Jiaozhou battlefield six and a half years ago, leaving only a seriously injured guardian who was rescued by the immortals of the Zhang family.

At that time, the son left behind who was only nine and a half years old became the young master of the Zhang family, and at the same time served as the holy son of the Zhang family in the small holy land.In the whole world, there are six holy places and thirteen small holy places.

But there are dozens of saint sons, and there are not a few saint daughters!There are also young masters and dozens of young suzerains.

Only the Zhang family, the son and the young master, belong to one person, once an order is issued, the miscellaneous immortals dare not disobey even half a point.

Status, contemporary first!

The order of the Son of God fell on the yellow horse, the handwriting stood out, and then it spread out in the air, and the heaven and the earth were narrating.

"I traveled in Pan Yang, and I am very grateful for Pan Yang's care.

今

Pardon!

The 38 cities around Panyang all belong to the three heroes of Panyang.

Pan Yang Mo Qinghan, the capital of the god king of martial arts!

Give [-] enlightenment skills, a book of the true interpretation of immortals, and thirty Wuyuan stones.

Hope to break through the extraordinary as soon as possible, when you walk around the world, you can see his heroic demeanor!
this

all! '

A thin book suddenly appeared beside him, and a kind of cultivation technique that can be enlightened by [-] times also appeared inexplicably in his mind, as well as the Wuyuan stone that even gods with supernatural powers and even immortals would covet.

A full thirty is enough for a supernatural power to have enough energy to break through the gods.

However, Mo Qinghan suddenly burst into tears for some reason.

"Finally, do we still have to leave, Brother Wuyang?"

A young girl in love, used to face intrigues every day, until a young boy appeared, with a crazy but tired look, she was relieved and felt much more at ease.

Therefore, what the 13-year-old girl likes most every day is to stay with the boy, and she is bored every day, rain or shine.

The end of the year passed, and the girl was fourteen, unknowingly she was used to this feeling.

Very relaxing, very warm, very cozy

There is no never-ending banquet in the world, and finally the boy still has to leave.

The holy car in the sky has slowly disappeared from the sky into the distance.

Mo Qinghan knew that this was Zhang Wuyang's last farewell.

From now on, Zhang Wuyang will be the Holy Son of the Holy Land again, proud of the world.And her, a generation of martial arts, even if she desperately catches up, she is still incomparable.

Do not!
As long as you break through the fairyland, the world will not be trapped in it, so why is there a difference in identity!

"The wind stops at Qiushui, I, Mo Qinghan!. Stops at you!"

At the beginning of love, she dares to make any vows.

I never thought that when time fades away, there may be another happy relationship.

After closing the door and returning to the courtyard with Wu Yuanshi and the Immortal True Solution, the girl stubbornly retreated.

From then on, what about the turmoil of the heroes? !
In less than three and a half years, the great event of going door-to-door in the world will never go out!

If you don't have supernatural powers and are powerful enough to face the waves in the general trend, how can you get out of the gate!

(End of this chapter)