Chapter 1287 Master, Ninth Young Master and Ming Guang are fighting!
At this time, the battle on this side has already alarmed the entire Yancheng. Regardless of whether it is the heavenly rank or the divine rank, everyone rushed towards the ground close to the ground. No one dared to fly from the sky. If that was the case, it would be easy for people in the battle to mistake them for the opponent's helper and be attacked.
In the sky, one is the God King of the Three Swords, and the other is the God of the Nine Swords. Anyone who has the strength to subvert this continent, even the most powerful person, dare not try his edge.
Looking at the nine holy cross swords spinning under Bei Tinghuang's feet in the sky, Bei Tingjing and the others also couldn't believe it. Dongfang Jiao looked at the nine small swords almost without blinking, and was so excited that he even breathed shortly, "Little Jiu, you are only half a step away from the God King!"
The nine small swords are all dazzling golden, and they only need a little transformation at the end to become completely golden in the realm of the **** king.
"Even if Xiao Jiu can't beat this bastard, he will never make him feel better!" At this moment, even Bei Tingjing had a little confidence.
"Oh my God, my brother is so awesome. He is only fifteen years old and he has become the Nine Sword God Rank. What was I doing when I was fifteen?" Xu Xiaomo was bouncing on the ground, as if he only needed to jump higher , just a little closer to Beitinghuang, of course she would not run to the sky, that would be disrespectful to the fighters on both sides.
In the Hall of Nine Spirits, after Bei Tinghuang and others had left, Yan Ye led the high-level officials in Yan City, and they were discussing important matters with the leader of Nanling in Huang City, the Four Great Venerables, and Bei Tinghuang's uncle and aunt.
Yan Ye sat at the head of the seat, with a natural majesty, and he tapped lightly on the armrest of the seat with his fingers. In the entire hall, only this light tap sound could be heard, "Mist hidden land The four major families have been paying close attention to the descendants of the four major families until now, and for thousands of years, whenever an opportunity comes, they will arrange for people to come and have a look..."
Seeing the heads of the former four major families, the current four great venerables were shocked, with disbelief on their faces. Obviously, the four major families didn't know about this matter at all.
Yan Ye smiled faintly. The Fog Hidden Land has never let the four major families know about these things, but it is just because they are afraid that they will lose their fighting spirit because of being taken care of. Yan Ye doesn't care, "If the four major families send people over, you can Go to the land of the hidden mist, if you are a member of the Predator Team, you can enter the Dark Demon Palace. Of course, you still have other options to establish your own power in the thirty-three days, but it will be a little harder this way .”
Nan Ling thought for a while, then shook his head slowly, "We can communicate with the Misty Land, and we can form an alliance with the Dark Demon Palace, but we still want to establish our own power, I believe that Xiao Jiu will not be willing to attach to any power , and anyone else!"
After Nan Ling finished speaking, he looked at Yan Ye with a deep meaning. Yan Ye also understood the meaning of this look very well, Nan Ling wanted to say that even if it was Yan Ye herself, Bei Tinghuang would not be willing to attach herself.
No one has ever dared to despise him like this, but Yan Ye was not offended. On the contrary, he was even happy that Nan Ling defended Bei Tinghuang in this way.
And at this moment, outside the Hall of Nine Spirits, Qiongqi walked over quickly, and said in a hurried tone, "Master, Master Ninth and Ming Guang are fighting!"
(end of this chapter)