Qinglin's simple back, against the backdrop of the beam that was still unshrunk, looked so tall and mighty.

Everyone is crazy, not to mention grudges, Qinglin's cultivation into the One Yuan Heavenly Gong is too important for the One Yuan Holy Land.

There is a big reason for the decline of the One Yuan Holy Land because the One Yuan Heavenly Gong has never been born.

One Yuan Holy Land, One Yuan Heavenly Gong, just listen to the name to know, this Yuan Holy Land is actually named because of the One Yuan Heavenly Gong, as a result, the Heavenly Gong has not been out for 5,000 years, how can the One Yuan Holy Land not decay?

Now, this Qinglin's cultivation to the Heavenly Skill will greatly increase the prestige of the One Yuan Holy Land, if Qinglin becomes an ancestor-level powerhouse, it can definitely overwhelm an era.

Known as the first attack in thousands of years, it is definitely not just talk.

Qinglin pounced on Yiyuanzi like a streamer, and suddenly knelt on the ground: "Thank you, Master." ”

Yiyuanzi smiled: "How?"

Qinglin's eyes flashed: "Six layers of grasp." ”

Yi Yuanzi nodded: "Get up, today you are the protagonist, first ascend to the sword position, and then do that thing." ”

Qinglin nodded, and his sharp eyes swept at everyone: "Today, I am a sword, who is not convinced?"

Who dares to speak?

Even the Emperor Wushuang, who was once as famous as him, the Prince of Great Xia, didn't dare!

He only dared to hide in the crowd, with a vicious curse on his face, he was too unwilling, why did Qinglin really cultivate?

He knew, it's over!

Not only him, but also his royal dynasty will be destroyed!

"Huang Wushuang, are you not convinced?"

He wanted to hide, but how could Qinglin let him go?

Ask directly by name.

Everyone's eyes suddenly turned to Huang Wushuang, and the crowd around him suddenly dispersed, highlighting his figure.

Everyone looked at Huang Wushuang with pity.

This may be the most miserable crown prince on the continent.

He and Qinglin stepped into the holy land together, and the grievances were entangled for too long, and he was once known as the same name as Qinglin, and he was the peerless pride of the one-yuan holy land.

But as the years passed, he seemed to gradually disappear from the crowd, until now, he was finally stepped directly into the mud by his life's hatred, and he would no longer have the strength to turn over.

Huang Wushuang's eyes were hollow, as if the whole world had abandoned him, and the people who avoided snakes and scorpions were like the last straw that crushed him, making his empty eyes flash with despair.

Seeing his expression, Qinglin laughed mockingly: "It's me who has passed, a character like you, how can you be worthy of my concern?"

Huang Wushuang's face suddenly flashed flushed!

It was shyness: "Qinglin!"

He's roaring!

"What's the matter?" Qinglin laughed mockingly, and now, what can this emperor do?

Huang Wushuang sneered: "I admit that I lost the confrontation with you, but so what? And Lin Fan is here! He is still feeling! Are you sure, you can have the last laugh?"

Qinglin frowned slightly, looked at Lin Fan, who was still sitting cross-legged, and a trace of worry flashed in his heart, according to common sense, he had already cultivated to the Heavenly Skill, and the Heavenly Monument should continue to sink into the Nine Shadows, why, is it still there?

But what is he afraid of?

Smiling, he looked at Huang Wushuang: "You, so pitiful." ”

"What are you talking about?" Huang Wushuang seemed to have been trampled on by someone, and said angrily: "You and Lin Fan, don't dare to be my subjects of Great Xia, even your fathers have kowtowed at my feet, what are you?"

Qinglin glanced at him with disdain: "You, so pathetic. ”

Their eyes were even more pity.

This emperor is unequaled, really as Qinglin said, pitiful and pathetic.

It seems that the reason why he was gradually forgotten by everyone was from Lin Fan's entry into the Holy Land.

From the moment Lin Fan stepped into this Yuan Holy Land, after challenging everything, he made a name for himself, and the style that originally belonged to the emperor was all snatched by Lin Fan.

Gradually, when people mentioned the Yiyuan Holy Land, they only knew that there were Lin Fan and Qinglin, but they didn't know who Huang Wushuang was.

With his identity and status and the talent he showed in the early stage, he should be the protagonist, but the ending is so tragic.

Make a grudge with Lin Fan and have a grudge with Qinglin!

Until now, the only way to retaliate by being trampled into the mud by Qinglin was to use Lin Fan to suppress Qinglin.

How ridiculous.

Qinglin smiled, and under the service of the elders, he put on the robe and crown that represented the sword position, and walked towards the high platform under the support of countless Dugu Elders.

When he passed by Qingluan's side, he whispered: "Do you regret it? If you answered me then, now you can accompany me to enjoy the glory of the world." ”

Qingluan's face was cold, and her beautiful eyes stared at Qinglin coldly.

Qinglin smiled: "It's still not too late, if you follow me, I won't embarrass you Xue Yufeng." ”

"Khooth!"

Without a sword, the sword on his back screams, and he wants to unsheath and kill the enemy.

"Mole ants. Qinglin glanced at Wujian and the others, the murderous intent in his eyes was too strong, his eyes swept over the people close to Lin Fan one by one, and when he finished his salute today, he should kill these people.

He walked away, but Wujian and the others had ugly faces.

In front of them, saying such degrading words to the sister-in-law in their hearts made them murderous.

"It's okay, I'm sure Lin Fan won't let me down. Qingluan smiled comfortingly.

No matter what happens in the world, she always firmly believes that that teenager will not let down anyone who cares about her.

Chen Xuandong opened his mouth and sighed.

What can I do now?

There is only anticipation.

"Why don't you kill him?" said an elder beside Qinglin.

Qinglin glanced at it and said, "There are rules to protect him, I have secretly attacked, but the killing machine has been eliminated invisibly." ”

The old man's pupils shrank.

Yiyuanzi was on the high platform, he looked at Qinglin who came to the high platform with a smile, and lowered the decree: "I, the sword of the Yiyuan Holy Land, should enjoy the worship of the Quartet, open the Great Array of the Protector Sect, and welcome visitors from all directions." ”

"Boom!" With a bang, the Great Protector Array opened, and at the moment it opened, I don't know how many forces and heroes poured in.

Everyone looked at Qinglin, who was crowned with a royal robe, and their pupils shrank!

It turns out that he is the one who has comprehended the heavenly skills?

"Qinglin, old opponent!" a cold glint flashed in the eyes of one of the disciples of the Flood Desolate Holy Land.

Strictly speaking, he was half a generation older than Qinglin, and he entered the Holy Land three years earlier than Qinglin.

"He's just a defeated general, kill him today. In the Dayan Holy Land, a young man wearing straw sandals and carrying a long sword smiled fiercely.

These people, the killing intent was not concealed at all, and they poured out like mountains and seas, all of them suppressed Qinglin, who stopped and turned back.

Qinglin sneered, he had already prepared.

"The Holy Land of the Flood Desolation, come to participate in the enthronement ceremony of the One Yuan Jianzi. ”

"Dayan Holy Land, come to participate in the enthronement ceremony of the One Yuan Jianzi. ”

"Medicine God Valley, come to participate in the enthronement ceremony of the One Yuan Jianzi. ”

"Spirit Pattern Holy Land, come to participate in the enthronement ceremony of the One Yuan Sword. ”

"Demon Shadow Mountain, come to attend the enthronement ceremony of the One Yuan Sword. ”

......

There are too many, except for the four holy places, they are all the top first-class forces on this continent, and they report their homes and crowd the plains.

The head of the Spirit Pattern Peak sneered: "Hehe, even if you come to my One Yuan Holy Land to worship, what are you doing with murderous intentions?"

The disciples are not sensible, and the peak is smiling. ”

The leaders of the various forces laughed, all of them were hypocritical.

The fighting spirit suddenly rose, it was Qinglin, and he pointed at everyone: "Why pretend? ”

He pointed to everyone, his eyes were empty, and the battle intent in his heart rose as if he was going to burn the Nine Heavens, and Qinglin looked at everyone. AQ