Fantasy: Draws the Emperor Double Pupil at the Start

Chapter 42

The blue-clothed youth will tear his ‘prime culprit’ to pieces.

furious!

Uncontrollable anger was burning, let him use the Cultivation Base of the Seven Wheels to bless his hands to tear this golden card into pieces.

but……

The card had a dim aura, and it couldn’t be torn.

He was slightly stunned.

“what happened?”

The blue-clothed youth felt something was wrong.

at the same time!

Be quiet around.

Wan Lai is dead!

Everyone was trembling as if they were pinching their necks, and they didn’t dare to make a sound.

The blue-clothed youth noticed something strange!

Stayed, looked around…

I saw everyone staring at him.

Do not!

Is staring at the card in his hand.

His face was pale and his eyes trembled.

even……

Not far away, there are several familiar Sacred Land seniors crawling on the ground.

It was the true god of Sacred Land who came to kill Qin Luo, but at this moment he knelt before him without daring to move.

“what happened?”

The blue-clothed youth was sluggish.

For a moment, the surroundings were quiet and dead.

And the true god Sacred Land knelt before him.

until……

“Look…Is that card a bit like a Sacred Land gold sticker.”

A confused voice sounded.

But in the next instant, the person who opened his mouth was slapped to the left by a slap, and the elder next to him knelt to the ground.

Very terrified!

fear!

For fear of desecrating the supreme thing.

The blue-clothed youth reacted violently, staring at the card he wanted to tear apart.

Golden light overflows and does not stain fiber dust.

Immortal spirit entwined and colorful!

A line of writing is engraved on it.

“Daoichi Sacred Land!”

“Fifth Ring Elder!”

“Lin Qingyan!”

Hum!

The blue-clothed youth’s head was empty all of a sudden.

It felt like being hacked from soul to cell by billions of thunderbolts.

“Wow!”

“Forehead!”

“Saint… Saint… Sacred Land…”

“Golden stickers!”

The blue-clothed youth cried, really cried.

He was scared silly!

Snot and tears flowed.

Boom!

He was frightened and incontinent.

The blue-clothed youth was holding the gold sticker and sticking it to the ground, his body limp and twitching from time to time.

Silence!

At this moment, the picture seemed to freeze.

Only the immortal young man looked at everything calmly, like a person in the painting.

The Spiritual Sense of true gods and fairyland quickly gathered, and I didn’t dare to look at it again!

For fear of offending and tainting this representative of Sacred Land.

And the red beard Elder of the Profound Dao of Heaven fell from the sky, looking at the gold sticker and the name on it, as well as its texture and unique aura!

He knew…

This Sacred Land is real.

And Lin Qingyan’s three big characters are also famous throughout Dongzhou.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for this gold sticker to be sent or given away at will!

Suddenly!

He was dull as a fool, apathetic and shocked.

What does the Sacred Land gold sticker stand for?

Many people have different explanations.

but……

Someone summed it up well. The Sacred Land Gold Sticker represents the future emperor and the lifeblood of Sacred Land in the future.

You moved the future emperor and lifeblood of Sacred Land. How should Sacred Land react?

I am afraid…

Sacred Land will unleash great terror.

Quiet around!

There was no sound.

clatter!

There are crisp footsteps.

It’s Qin Luo!

He moved.

He came to the blue-clothed youth and took the gold sticker in his hand.

Hum!

Space distortion.

An old man in a white robe appeared in front of Qin Luo.

Qin Luo looked at it.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

Unpredictable!

He is a big cultivator who climbs into the fairyland, or Samsara.

“I am Daoyi, Elder, the third ring of Sacred Land, Liu Ran, the lord of Yunxiao City!”

“Also ask the little friends to borrow the old gold stickers for a look.”

Liu Ran smiled.

The voice is soft and the attitude is sincere.

Qin Luo waved and nodded!

The gold stickers went into Liu Ran’s hands.

Get started!

Liu Ran felt his own heartbeat speeded up a bit.

perturbed!

nervous!

Observe carefully.

a long time!

He took a deep breath.

Offer and return with both hands.

Then respectfully said: “Chief Qin Luo! Daoyi Sacred Land general election host, arrive at Yunxiao City in five days!”

“Please…”

“Chief Master, wait a few days at the City Lord’s Mansion.”

The voice falls!

As if in every mind and heart, a blockbuster was dropped.

real!

It’s a real Sacred Land gold sticker.

Even Samsara masters like Liu Ran are so respectful and open.

This is not a gold sticker?

what is?

“It’s really a gold sticker! Fuck! An honor! An honor! Very lucky.”

“I can actually get a closer look at such a big man! Hiss! It should be included in the history of my clan!”

“Daoyi Sacred Land’s gold sticker, not the seventh Sacred Land gold sticker! This gold content is… too exaggerated, how talented this person can make Lin Qingyan and Daoyi Sacred Land match each other! Unimaginable.”

Everyone felt crazy, and a Dao heart thought passed by in their hearts.

My heart is shaking!

And at the moment.

The red-bearded old man of the Tianxuan Taoism was trembling and knelt to the ground.

The blue-clothed young man’s face was ashen and mentally broken, lying motionless, he just wanted to die a little bit easier.

not far away!

One old and one young!

The old man has a rickety figure, but is full of immortality, and the brilliance in his eyes makes everyone frightened.

The boy is straight, his back is like a long dragon, and his eyes are amazing, like a fairy in a painting!

Get closer!

“I killed someone in Yunxiao City?”

“How about it?”