My Sister was Robbed of Chaos Blood at The Start

Jing Nanyan stared at Chen Yuan's departure, his expression revealing indescribable complexity, and nodded gently.

In front of him, he was completely unable to lift his head.

When it comes to who is the number one arrogant of all ages, even if Chen Yuan does not fight or grab it, the facts are there, no one can overshadow the slightest light.

Seeing Jing Nanyan's behavior, Yu Sheng swallowed again with difficulty.

He was really frightened by Chen Yuan, if the supreme coercion caused by the fall of that word fell on him, the end would probably be the same as the Juggernaut!

In other words, Chen Yuan's aura of physical sanctification alone is enough to crush all Vientiane Universal Saints!

And Chen Yuan has just become holy!

In addition, according to the pictures he saw, Chen Yuan's realm has reached the peak of God, which means that he has not yet been sanctified.

This is a bit scary to think about it!

Soon, the members of the Yusheng clan once again urged the warship to go to the place where the Prajna gate was.

It's just that the whole team is extremely far away from the blue-eyed white dragon, looking at the other Eight Desolate Great Sage-level combat power, the tribes led by them, etc., all maintain a certain distance.

As for the sword saint Xiang Ritian, he followed at the very end, his expression pale and he dared not approach a single trace.

The reason why he did not leave directly is because the oracle status of the Prajna Gate is extremely high. No matter what happens, he must call for a response, otherwise the consequences are unpredictable.

With the continuous advancement, finally an hour later, more and more Great Sage-level forces appeared in all directions.

The endless palace **** sites were finally visible within the sight, covering both sides with no end in sight.

The extremely strong ancient atmosphere, constantly enveloped in it, seemed abrupt and magnificent.

Here is the welcoming court of the Prajna Gate, and driving further back is where the inner court is located, but there are laws of all things, and it is also the place where visitors stop.

Nowadays, there are a large number of imperial nuns and fairy beast mounts in the sky, and many people are scattered in the square. On the main streets of the palaces, there are also disciples of the Prajna gate, which seem to be quite busy.

The blue-eyed white dragon stopped in the middle of the sky, and all the people from the Eight Desolate Forces were accompanied by the Fengsheng Tianjiao. This time, seeing Chen Yuan on the back of the dragon, his expression showed strong fear and admiration.

These people in the holy road have witnessed Chen Yuan's figure, and the act of beheading Shiva and destroying all the strong red robe.

There are also some who have never seen Chen Yuan's deity, but they are already thunderous.

His arrival has caused a lot of waves in the surrounding area, and even the whole Yu Sheng clan followed behind, and stopped likewise, Jing Nanyan's eyes drooped, and he was quite inferior.

"Have you seen that white dragon? He is Chen Yuan! The super arrogant who overturned the entire holy road alone!"

"No, no, he is so young?"

"Today I finally saw Chen Yuan's deity. The holy road was turbulent at the beginning, and it was completely artificial!"

A large number of whispers sounded, pointing at Chen Yuan, but the movements were very slight, and the expressions were in awe.

No matter how you look at it, Chen Yuan is an impeccable top figure, and has planted in their hearts the belief in the strongest talent in history.

In addition, Chen Yuan swept through the holy road alone, beheaded Shiva and the high priest, shattered the plan of the goddess of wandering, and saved all the canonized gods at that time.

In all of them, the seeds of admiration and gratitude were planted again.

These unspeakable emotions are all gathered together, which makes Chen Yuan's posture become a superior existence in their eyes.

In the same way, seeing his own heirs, they were all discussing Chen Yuan on the back of the blue-eyed white dragon. Many great saint-level powerhouses from the Eight Desolates also looked slightly.

They didn't know what happened to Sword Saint Xiang Ritian outside, but the fluctuations in Chen Yuan's body were indeed very good.

"Beyond Jing Nanyan, he was hailed as the strongest arrogant man in history by all the people of Shenglu, and he personally crushed the plan of the goddess. This person is really the leader of the dragon and phoenix.

As the words of exclamation sounded, many great sages looked at Chen Yuan, with appreciation and admiration in their eyes.

Of course, more people are envious and feel quite uncomfortable in their hearts.

Jing Nanyan stopped on the battleship, looking at Chen Yuan's back all the time, thinking for a long time in his mind, and finally rising up uncontrollably at this moment.

Finally, she stepped forward and volleyed towards the position of the blue-eyed white dragon.

Yu Sheng and the many elders of the Yu clan were all stunned, and quickly said, "Nan Yan, what are you going to do?"

Jing Nanyan didn't reply, even if she offended his wife this time...Grandpa, and all the uncles, she must strengthen her belief.

"Can I be your follower?"

A whisper fell, with the slight tremor of her body, and the act of biting her lip, which fell in the eyes and ears of many people.

Chen Yuan didn't look back, but Chen Luoli and Wushuang turned around in amazement.

They are no strangers to Jing Nanyan, and they said a few words last time in Shenglunei.

I met again now, Jing Nanyan had actually fallen under Chen Yuan's pomegranate skirt?

This……

The two women glanced at each other and looked strange.

On the other side, Jun Shitian, sitting in the middle of the dragon's blade, his eyes were as big as a lantern, and there were thousands of horses running past his heart.

Rely on!

Be ahead of her!

Why do I not have the guts? !

The same scene fell in the eyes of all the powerful people who followed Chen Yuan's movements.

They stopped discussing Chen Yuan, and were shocked by these words.

Standing on the battleship, Yu Sheng gazed at Jing Nanyan's back, seemingly unbelievable, this sentence would come out of her mouth.

"I'm not mistaken, the rain clan's top canonized holy arrogant Jing Nanyan... Want to follow Chen Yuan?"

"This...this is really, too awesome!"

After someone was astonished, their eyes flashed golden light, and they completely worshipped Chen Yuan's posture!

In their eyes, Jing Nanyan was the real Goddess of Ice Flame. Before Chen Yuan appeared, many people were proud to know her.

To be able to say a word with her is already an exciting thing to make people sleepless at night.

Now that Chen Yuan appeared, although the light had already overwhelmed Jing Nanyan, this did not hinder her image and identity as the goddess of ice flame.

This is a good thing, the goddess whom thousands of people look forward to unable to get rid of the slightest, actually want to post up!

"Can I... be your follower?"

Seeing that Chen Yuan did not move at all, Jing Nanyan lowered his head, bit his lip again and spoke a word, his body continued to tremble slightly.

This decision was born in my mind after returning from the Holy Road.

Because she knows very well that Chen Yuan's power has overturned the annals of history and is about to change the times.

The person standing in front of Chen Yuan will eventually become a stepping stone, and the person standing behind Chen Yuan will eventually be just a bone.

Only going with Chen Yuan is the most correct choice.

At the moment the second sentence fell, Chen Yuan finally turned his head slowly, looking at the woman suspiciously.

He seems to be impressed, what is his name Jing Nanyan?

"Sorry, I don't really need an entourage."

He refused to speak directly, causing Jing Nanyan's slightly trembling body to freeze on the spot, eyes drooping, and finally took a deep breath.

"I can do anything, as long as you need it!"

When this sentence fell, I completely looked silly at everyone around him, and then his eyes reddened and my heart was restless.

Damn, who can take it anymore?

Chen Yuan also had a twitch at the corner of his mouth. It seems that you can do it. Wushuang can do it too, right?

Ashamed, he could only ignore Jing Nanyan's request for the time being, and said to the equally dumbfounded Great Sage Ling Xiao: "It's been a long time, is there no one to respond?"

Great Sage Lingxiao was full of spirits, and hurriedly replied: "Many people haven't arrived yet, and the gate of Longevity and the Young Saints of Liyan God are still on their way."

"We may need to wait here for some time. These outer court sites are randomly selected, and the surrounding areas are also like a city. Everything is available. What is the intention of the young man?"

After hearing the words of Great Sage Lingxiao, Chen Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he replied again: "I just want to know where the Holy Tianhe is."

When the words fell, Great Sage Lingxiao's face was embarrassed: "The Holy Sky River is one of the most important foundations of the Prajna gate. It is within the Prajna mystery and connected to the unknown plane. It is not born by itself, but transported from the plane. Then, it needs to be opened by the master of Prajna."

"But I have received news that the great saints of the Eight Desolations gathered this time to organize all their power and select the Saint Marquis of the town against the gate of the goddess."

"As a reward, the Prajna Gate will open three major backgrounds, including the Holy Tianhe!"

After the Great Sage Lingxiao finished speaking, Chen Yuan understood the meaning of the Prajna gate. With the highest combat power such as the Prajna Lord sleeping asleep, once the Great Demon King Indra was reborn, the blood river would immediately descend upon the three gods. Gate.

Gathering all the Great Sage-level combat power in the Eight Desolation Realm is obviously to resist the sacred gate, but in fact it is to serve as a shield for the three major gates and the first line of defense against disasters.

Those who are near Zhu are red and those who are near Mo are black, and Chen Yuan is not in it, and he can see through the princess of the Prajna gate at a glance.

However, the Great Sage Lingxiao and all the coming Great Sages of the Eight Desolates did not think of this because they feared the Great Demon King Indra and the terrifying power of the God Gate.

The so-called selection of sages of town, looking at all the great sages of the Eight Desolations, shouldn't be less than the great sage-level powerhouses of the three major gods? Isn't this just being played with applause?

Boring~www.ltnovel.com~ It's so boring.

Chen Yuan shook his head, there is basically no suspense about the candidate of the town's saint.

unless,

He will enter!

It's just that sometimes, Chen Yuan doesn't catch a cold with these things.

The sense of accomplishment brought about by these little jokes is far less joyful than killing another sacred monarch.

"With the strength of the young man to tear up the Brahma, I think the candidate for the town is no longer than you, but it may take a little time." Grand Sage Ling Xiao said, energetic.

"No, I'm too lazy to wait. Since they don't produce Saint Marks, they are only Saint Mark porters, then I'm not welcome." Chen Yuanbai glanced at him, and the Heavenly Craftsman's Axe appeared directly in his hand.

This scene frightened Great Sage Ling Xiao instantly.

"Wait, wait... wait for Young Hero!"